Protecting Shaylee (The Fae Guard Book 1) by Elle Christensen Read Free Book Online Page B

you? Ok, so, maybe I did. I clench my fists, restraining the desperate need to shake her awake and demand to know who she is wearing this lacy shit for. It doesn’t matter. She’s mine.
    After tossing it on the chair, I make my way to the other side of the bed and slide under the blankets. A queen size bed is tough for me to fit in alone, much less with another person. But, as I settle in, Shaylee rolls toward me. I lift my arm and she scoots up close, laying her head on my chest and throwing an arm and a leg over me. Yep, I knew what I was doing when I didn’t book a room with a king.
    I wrap her up in my arms and let her heat relax me. The blue balls, I’m sure to have by morning, are completely worth having her in my arms. It takes a few minutes of thinking about ugly-ass Fallen, but eventually, I’m able to fall asleep.

    I wake to the sound of a small moan and lift my head to make sure that Shaylee is all right. As my body shifts, I realize that she is pressed up to me, back to front. My morning wood is snug up against her ass, and somehow, in my sleep, my hand had wandered up the front of her shirt to hold her naked breast in my palm. I glance quickly down and see that her eyes are still closed, her mouth slightly parted like it was the last time I watched her sleep. But instead of deep and even, her breathing is shallow and slightly erratic. I can feel her faster-than-normal heart beat under my hand, and curiosity gets the better of me. I lightly squeeze the breast in my hand and the beat of her heart speeds up a little more. She’s fucking turned on. She squirms a little and pushes her ass back into my cock. It takes everything in me not to rip away the string of her thong and thrust my cock deep into her pussy.
    Instead, I lower my head and kiss the soft skin below her ear, squeezing her breast again, a little harder this time. She breathes out another little moan and whispers something. I lean down closer to her mouth and listen when I repeat the same actions.
    She whispers again and I feel possession and deep satisfaction explodes throughout my body. It was my name that crossed her lips. The caveman in me roars and beats on his chest. I start placing hot, wet, open mouth kisses on her neck and my hand begins to slide south. When I reach her pussy, I run my finger over the material and feel that it’s wet. I press a little harder and feel her pulsing on my fingers.
    She shifts a little and I see her eyes begin to open, waking in a haze of lust. I lay another kiss on that sensitive little spot, below her ear, and slip my finger inside her panties. I slide it down and push it slowly inside of her. Her hips thrust up involuntarily and she turns her head to look at me. I don’t give her time to clear her mind; I take her lips in a savage kiss. I push my tongue inside in the same rhythm as my finger is fucking her scorching heat. Without removing my mouth or my finger, I gently push her onto her back and cover her body with mine.
    Tearing my mouth from hers, I bury my face in her neck, inhaling the lavender scent I didn’t realize I missed. I can feel her pussy clenching, searching for relief, but I’m not ready to push her over the edge yet. I slowly remove my finger and smirk at the whimper of distress I hear. I nudge her legs apart with my knee and they fall willingly to either side. My lower body settles into the open v, my cock flush against her pussy. I kiss her deeply again, then pull back just a little and push her shirt up, removing it completely. Once it’s off, I drop down again and let out a low groan when I feel our skin connect. She feels so damn good. My mouth returns to hers and this time, her tongue reaches out to explore my mouth as her back arches, rubbing her erect nipples against me. I growl in satisfaction and rub against her core, my mouth moving down her neck, eliciting a sweet little moan from her sexy mouth.
    I’m so fucking hard, I can barely think straight. But in the far recesses