Page 53 of Defending Van

Not today, though.

Not with Makayla.

“Okay,” she said on a small moan when he took her bud between his forefinger and thumb and tweaked it.

“Good girl,” he praised, making her moan again, her hips thrusting just the tiniest bit. “What did I say about moving?”

She mewed a protest when he removed his fingers. “Sorry, it happened by accident, felt so good.”

“You're forgiven, sweetheart, but don’t do it again,” he warned. “Now relax.”

Keeping one hand between her legs, but not touching her, Van turned his attention back to her neck. He nipped lightly at her skin, then soothed the small sting with his tongue, swirling the tip along the slender column of her neck. Trailing kisses down toward the curve where her neck met her shoulder, he paused at her pulse point, gently sucking the skin into his mouth.

As he kissed, and licked, and nipped at her neck, he gave the occasional featherlight brush of a finger across her bud. Each time he did, Makayla’s body trembled against his, and she relaxed further into him.

“Such a good girl,” he murmured as his thumb pressed against her swollen bundle of nerves.

“Mmm, feels so good, Van,” she mumbled back, the sleepy note to her voice increasing as she stopped fighting against her body’s need to shut down for a while.

“What do you think good girls should get, Makayla?” he asked as he kept his thumb still on her bud.

“Orgasms,” she replied without hesitation, making him chuckle.

“Always taking what you need, aren't you, sweetheart?”

“Normally I don’t,” she said softly. “Normally, I take care of my own needs and everyone else’s, but with you … it feels safe to let you take care of me.”

Van didn't have to ask to know that was the highest praise his girl could give him. Continuing to kiss her neck, he increased the pressure of his thumb, circling her bud harder, faster, until she began to writhe against him, so close to letting pleasure explode inside her.

“Want to see you come now, sweetheart, time to let go,” he whispered in her ear, and when he pressed a little harder on her bud, she came apart for him. Crying out, her hips rocked against his hand as he didn't let up, working her through the orgasm, prolonging her pleasure for as long as he could, because she deserved it. Deserved the world.

“Thank you,” she said drowsily as she turned her head and touched a kiss to his jaw, before she went limp against him, finally giving in to the need to sleep.

“You're welcome,” he said back, even though she was already out and didn't hear him. “And thank you for just being you and saving me in the process.”

Now all Van had to figure out was how he was going to get Makayla back home without putting her in any more danger. Something that seemed easier said than done.

Chapter

Nineteen

September 2nd

12:48 A.M.

Panic lit her chest on fire the second consciousness returned.

“Shh, you're okay, I'm right here,” a voice rumbled beneath the ground she was lying on and immediately put that fire right back out.

Because it wasn't the ground that had rumbled, it was Van’s chest, and she was snuggled against it like it was the most comfortable bed in the world, and it was. There was no place Makayla would have wished to get some much-needed rest than right where she’d fallen asleep.

It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a hallucination, it was real. Van had come for her, she was safe now, rescued. Only she wasn't quite sure what that meant, because they were still out here in the forest.

“How long was I asleep?” she asked as she lifted her head and took in the darkness all around them. It was long enough for day to have changed to night, and yet Van was still sitting right where he’d been when he made her come, and then she drifted off to sleep.

“About twelve hours,” he replied, looking down at her with a warmth in his dark gaze she’d never seen before. Those black eyes were always carefully empty. Well, they had been, but they weren't anymore.

“You sat here all this time and let me sleep on you? You must be so uncomfortable.” When she tried to shift, because her weight must have made his legs go numb, his arms immediately tightened around her, keeping her in place.