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I sighed with contentment, even as his fingers tweaked roughly at my nipples, my rocking growing harder as his erection grew beneath me. His mouth broke the kiss first, finding my cheek and then my ear, his hot breath only arousing me more. The fusion of his mounting passion and knowing that he genuinely cared for my well-being made me heady. He had been worried about me. I had read it all over his face.

“You’re safe,” he mumbled, his mouth falling against the curve of my neck, and I pulled his head lower, arching my back to expose my breasts to his waiting lips. He took to the right one, licking the taut skin slowly before latching on and sending a thousand shivers through me.

My grip on his head tightened, forcing his kisses to increase in tension, urgent but tender, each suckle of his lips drawing another surge of heat through me. My buttocks rose, and his hand moved lower to slide my panties aside.

His thumb immediately located my pulsating clit. I cried out once, my eyes closing, and my tooth fell into my bottom lip.

“Are you ready for me already, My Queen?” he rasped.

I couldn’t find my voice to respond, but the question was rhetorical. He knew I was. Still, he didn’t stop his little game of driving me wild, leaving me in position on top of him, my frame quivering restlessly now as he raised my passions higher.

Releasing one hand from his hair, I slid another to his engorged shaft and stroked in time to his caress, savoring his groan as I did. He pulled his head back and stared at me, a fusion of fire and desire lighting his beautiful eyes.

“I’m going to take you,My Queen,” he muttered hotly.

I nodded, still unable to speak, and without further encouragement, he slipped inside me, once again stealing my breath. His movements were gentle this time, his hips moving slowly so as not to hurt me in the aftermath of what I had endured, but his fingers had already brought me so close to the brink, I couldn’t take the lack of momentum.

Our eyes locked again, and he grabbed for my neck, pulling me toward him. I strained to hear his words.

“You’re mine, Zephy. All of you,” he rasped. “Those lips, hips, breasts—no one is ever going to take you from me.”

Pressing my chest to his mouth again, I set him back, setting the pace myself, my hips grinding against him as he met my breasts with his tongue.

The pleasure was building from my core, a spark that grew with each push and pull of our bodies.

“Oh, Zephy,” he groaned, his thrusts deepening, his length fully filling me. I cried out, a palm falling onto the mattress for support as he grew harder inside me. “You’re so beautiful.”

The intensity of his words and touches sent sparks through my body, my breathing coming faster as I moved with him. I could feel the pleasure reaching its peak within me and then spilling over into blissful exhaustion, into contentment and warmth that engulfed us both.

I didn’t slow my movements. Resuming his kisses, his hands clasped my bottom, driving me down, and I again moaned, his teeth closing around the tense flesh of my nipple in the process.

I closed in around him, sucking him to me, my breaths caught, sweat forming in my every pore.

“Gods!” I yelped, feeling yet another orgasm mount, but Cade’s moans of pleasure overrode mine.

“Fuck,” he growled, hands digging ruthlessly into the bare skin of my rear, holding me down until I truly could not breathe. “Oh, Zephy, you’re so tight. You feel so good.”

My eyes fell shut, and I allowed myself to succumb to the second climax, as he also reached his heights. We exploded in unison, my hot gush sliding over his hardness as he streamed into me. His mouth fell off my breast, and I fell onto his chest, releasing the sheets, his body still quivering in conjunction with mine.

“I’ve got you, Zephy,” he whispered, his hands stroking my hair as I struggled to find my bearings. “I won’t let you go. You’re safe.”

He said all the right things, all the things I needed to hear and wanted to hear, and I truly believed him.

Sliding to the side, I remained under his strong arm, finally collecting myself, head buried in his bare shoulder.

“You don’t need to be afraid,” Cade told me, but I heard the strain in his voice. “What happened here tonight won’t happen again.”

I didn’t move, my fingers trailing over the perfect lines of his sculpted chest. “You can’t promise that.”

“I am promising you that. That shifter was clearly some rogue asshole. I’ll get to the bottom of whoever he was and why that happened, but I want you to rest easily. Guards will be stationed outside of your rooms from now on. You’ll have security everywhere you go if I’m not with you.”

I finally raised my head and stared at him in dismay. “That sounds awful,” I told him, upset by the prospect. “I don’t want to feel like a prisoner, Cade.”

“It’s for your own safety, My Queen.”

I pursed my lips, stifling the argument, but Cade seemed to read it in my eyes, anyway. “It won’t be forever,” he added. “Just until I can guarantee that there will be no more attempts on your life.”

I dropped my head back to his chest, listening to the steady, secure sound of his heartbeat. “If you think that’s best, Cade.”

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