“Cole,” she breathed.
I rolled her, reared back, then tore her panties down her legs. Desperate need was riding me hard. I shoved my boxer briefs out of the way, then reached for a condom. Once the latex was on, I nudged her thighs apart.
I guided my cock in place and thrust home.
She moaned, her nails digging into my arms.
Mine. Fuck.
I’d never dreamed of having something as sweet as her, of her giving herself to me.
As I thrust inside her, her eyes almost undid me. I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. I tugged her back up on her knees and thrust back inside her.
As my hips hammered forward, I had the perfect view of her face. Her cheek was pressed to the sheets, her lips parted, and her face flushed.
I was hers.
I’d fight for her, keep her safe, be her protector. I’d be there to shoulder whatever crap life tossed at her.
She was done being alone and doing it tough.
I moved faster, listening to the noises she made. I slid my hand over her ass, around her hip and across her soft skin. Then I found her clit.
With a husky cry, she shoved back onto my cock.
“You’re my sunshine, Lili. I see you too, and you’re the only one I let see me.”
She cried out and her pussy rippled around my cock.
As she came, I thrust deep a few more times, then covered her body with mine. I groaned my release against the back of her neck and poured myself inside her.
Lili.
My sunshine.
I wanted every inch of her. Her sweet body, her beautiful hair, her shining smile, her vanilla scent, and her sweetness.
I rolled to the side. She spun and pressed a kiss to my chest, right over the snarling wolf.
“I’m starving,” she announced. “I’ll make us breakfast.”
I watched her bounce out of bed. After a quick visit to the bathroom, she pulled on clean panties and some tiny pajama shorts.
I got another smile before she bounced out of the room.
I lay back on the pillows.
She was it for me.
But I wouldn’t hold her here. Now that we’d dealt with Goodyear, she could have anyone, go anywhere, do anything.
I never wanted to hold her back. I wanted her happy and thriving.
Finally, I left the bed, dealt with the condom and dressed. I headed out to the kitchen. Lili was humming in front of the stove and flipping pancakes. She had the television on, two glasses of orange juice poured, and the coffee machine was gurgling.
“Sit,” she said.
“Yes, ma’am.”
