Page 17 of Shadow’s Protection (Hurricane Heat MC #1)

Shadow

“Stella, give me a beer.”

I straddle a barstool and take a huge sip to wash the taste of sweet Violet James off my lips.

I’ve fucking sunk for this woman. Never have I been so whipped that I practically begged her not to leave.

But she didn’t want to stay, and that’s for the best. Not everybody’s cut out for this life; she should leave if she doesn’t want to be here.

My mind starts spinning.

I need to go to Malcolm’s to collect. We have business to do, shit that will all go back to normal now that the storm has passed, and yet, I don’t want to think about anything but Violet James.

I chug the entire beer and slam the bottle down on the bar when Stella points at me. “Looks like your nerd girl’s back.”

I jerk my head up but not before I feel the vicious poke of a slim finger against my back.

“How dare you.”

I turn on the stool and face the fuming woman whose ass I had in my hands just ten minutes ago.

I cross my arms over my chest so I don’t grab her and kiss her.

My heart beats faster, and for a minute, I’m so fucking relieved she’s here, I feel damn near happy.

“How dare I what? Be right about the roads?” Worry takes over. “Are you all right? What happened?”

“What happened is you put your nose in my personal business.” Violet’s cheeks are flushed, and she’s continuing to point at me with that finger.

I feel dozens of sets of eyes watching the scene unfold. Stella has the class to turn her back to us, but bunnies and brothers alike are watching this woman point in my face and accuse me of God only knows what.

“After fucking you senseless, sucking you off, and feeding you my dick, excuse the fuck out of me if I don’t exactly know what personal business is supposed to mean.”

Violet’s eyes storm, and she glares at me. “Now you’re going to just air our sex life in front of your whole compound?” Another poke to my chest. “I would never kiss and tell…”

“Sweetheart, we did a whole lot more than kiss back there in the garage.” I can’t help but have a little fun at her expense. She’s making a scene, and I can’t have that. It’s one thing to bring my business to my brothers. It’s another to have it thrown at their feet for sport.

“Shadow. I can’t?—”

Before she can say another damned word, I pick her up around the waist and toss her over my shoulder. I plant a firm smack on her ass. “Now, shut your damn beautiful mouth before I put something in there to keep you quiet.”

I storm down the corridor toward my bedroom, leaving behind whoops and hollers and a lot of high-pitched whistles from my brothers. I kick open my door, set Violet down, then slam the door shut behind me.

“How could you?” Her nostrils flare and she glares at me. “How dare you.”

I lunge for her, cupping the back of her neck and dragging her toward my chest. She lifts up on her toes and takes my face in her hands.

“You embarrassed me,” she seethes.

“You left me,” I spit out.

She seems startled, her green eyes wide and her lips parted. Then she yanks my face to hers, and we kiss. The kiss is enraged, violent and demanding, accusing and so goddamn greedy.

I want to take her and make her mine.

Never, ever let her walk away again.

What she’s feeling, I don’t know, because she’s rabid. A woman unhinged with passion. She bangs her mouth into mine, kisses me until I’m breathless. She’s yanking off her clothes, tugging down the same yoga pants and loose top I stripped off her last night.

“Spank me.” She breathes the word as we stumble, tripping our way onto my bed.

“Fuck,” I groan. “Is this about what I did out there? Sweetheart, you?—”

“I liked it.” She silences me with a daring look. “Now, do it like you mean it. Spank my ass, Shadow.”

Violet James cursed. Violet James, my sunshine innocent librarian, asked me to spank her ass.

“Turn around.” I point toward the bed. “Hands down, ass up.”

She follows my instructions, turning her body to face my bed and bending over so those large, plush ass cheeks are facing me. Her long hair is spread over her back, her face looking up toward the ceiling.

“You praying to the heavens, baby? You may be an angel, but I’m damned sure not.

” As I say the words, I draw back and plant a solid smack on her right butt cheek.

The sound of my palm against her skin echoes, and I immediately bend to blow cool air against the red mark my hand left. “Do you like a little pain, Violet?”

I sweep two fingers between her legs, parting her trimmed curls to slide my knuckles across her wet seam.

“You do like pain.” I punctuate my words by gently biting her ass right in the same spot I spanked her.

Not hard enough to leave a mark but enough that she sucks air through her teeth.

“You tell me when it’s too much,” I whisper against her ear.

“I want you to want the kinda pain I give you. I want you to get off on it. You hear me? If it’s too much, you tell me.

And if it’s not enough, you beg me for more. ”

She looks over her bare shoulder at me, her lips wet and parted, her eyes blazing. “Spank me harder, Shadow.”

I drop my ass onto the edge of the bed and pull her down so she’s lying on her belly over my lap. I spear my left hand through the back of her hair and wind the long tresses around my fist. “You like this?” I ask, tightening just enough to hear her suck in a breath.

“There,” she murmurs. “That’s enough. That’s good.”

I don’t move, don’t lighten the pressure of my left fist in her hair, but then with my right arm, I lift my palm and bring it down across her ass.

She whimpers, a seductive moan that sends the blood barreling through my veins.

My cock is screaming against the inside of my jeans, demanding it be set free to fuck this woman boneless, but I’m so goddamn happy she’s back, I’m going to make this last. Make her feel so good, she’ll think long and hard before she walks out on me again.

This may not be forever, but I know what I want. And I want Violet James more than I want my next ride, my next beer, my next breath. I want her pussy and her ass, her mouth and her mind. And tonight, I’m taking all of her.

I bring my hand down three more times until she’s wriggling on my lap, fighting to keep her legs closed. I slide a hand between her thighs and coat my fingers with her pussy juices. I slide two deep inside, widening my fingers and stroking her walls as I enter her.

Violet groans, a throaty sound that sends my heart rate through the roof, and works her hips against my fingers.

“Nuh-uh,” I say, withdrawing my fingers and spanking her again. “This is my pussy…ass too, and I’m taking it my way.”

She clamps her legs together, and I flip her onto her back and motion for her to move to the top of the bed.

While she climbs across the blankets I didn’t bother to straighten after I fucked her the last time, I strip off my pants, boots, and T-shirt. I grab the strip of condoms from my bedside table and tear one open. I kneel before her. “Suck me,” I demand.

She scrambles to her knees and peers into my face. “Uh, I can’t exactly reach if we’re both kneeling.”

One corner of my mouth lifts in a grin, and I climb back off the bed to stand beside it. Now, my erection is level with her eyes.

“Better?” I ask, stroking myself and fondling the shaft of the barbell on the underside of my dick.

“Perfect,” she breathes. She swats my hand away and takes my entire cock in her hand. With the other hand, she cups my balls, and she licks long, wet strokes up the underside and along my piercing.

“ Goddamn .” I gasp the word the minute her sweet, hot mouth closes over me. I fist her hair with both hands. “Violet, you’re fucking perfect. Perfect.”

I can feel her smile around my cock at the praise. My innocent little librarian has a naughty side, and that makes her exactly what I said.

Perfect.

She grips my shaft with one hand and plunges my cock deep into her mouth. She’s wet and hot and manages to keep suction on my dick so good, my knees start to go weak. I release her hair and push her shoulders back.

“How do you want to get fucked, sweetheart?” I ask her.

“Every way,” she says, and I think that’s the moment I start to fall in love.

As soon as I think the words, I banish them from my brain and focus on the task at hand. “I’m going to make you come so many times, you’re gonna beg me to stop,” I tell her. “Now, how do you want to get fucked first?”

She purses her lips and swallows, the long, beautiful column of her neck making my mouth water. I want to devour this woman. Eat her pussy. Stuff her ass. Fill her mouth and sink myself so deep inside her I’ll never again see the light.

“Behind me,” she says, turning her face toward the bed. She kneels with her ass in the air, her forehead resting on her arms on the mattress. “I need you so bad, Shadow.” Her words are garbled against the sheet.

I slide the condom on and roll it down, thanking the gods who sent the tropical storm to Tampa for blowing her into my bed.

Once I’m sheathed, I grip Violet’s thighs and thrust deep inside her pussy. She’s so drenched, I slide all the way in, and she lets out a pleasure-soaked cry so loud, my cock jerks inside her.

“Fuck me,” she begs. “Fuck me, please.”

Her words send me into a frenzy, and I fuck her, my thighs slapping against the backs of her legs, my nuts smacking into her clit until she climaxes so hard I have to stop moving and let her grind against my cock.

She bites out her pleasure, screaming into the mattress, which thankfully muffles the sound. I don’t know that I’d care if every last asshole in the compound heard her. I made her sound like that. Me. This perfect, sexy, wild, yet innocent woman…she’s mine .

And I’m gonna make sure she knows it.

“Shadow…” A light mist of sweat dampens her back, and she sinks slowly onto the mattress, her limp legs spread wide open.

“Yeah,” I grunt, tapping her ass lightly. “Up. I told you I was gonna make you come until you beg me to stop.”

She moans but does as she’s told, lifting herself until she’s kneeling on the bed, her ass in the air. This time, I reach between her legs, steal some of the wetness from her seam, and smear it across her clit. Then I pinch the swollen bud between two fingers.

“Oh my God,” Violet cries out.

I work my fingertips over her clit, stopping to spread more of her wetness over the nub until she gasps and shudders lightly, her tits shaking and a sweet moan climbing from her throat with every breath. She sounds like a cat purring, a steady sound muffled again by the bedding.

This time, though, I want to watch her come.

I nudge her to roll onto her back, and she collapses, her eyes closed and her hair wild against the pillow.

I lower myself onto my side and lean down to suck her nipple into my mouth.

I suck her hard and then soft, puckering my lips around the sensitive bud until she’s writhing against the bed.

I love learning every secret spot, the way spanking gets her wet, but sucking her nipples edges her, brings her close to the brink until I ease her back down.

I tease her relentlessly, sucking her nipple, squeezing the fullness of her tit in my hand until she’s bucking against the bed.

Then I slow my movements until she’s whimpering and begging me for more.

I suck her and flick the tip of her nipple with my tongue, nibbling lightly with my teeth until she’s grabbing my head and pulling me closer.

But I’m not done torturing my sweet, sweet librarian.

“Open your legs.” I kneel between her knees and watch as she opens her legs wide for me. I feel how wet she is, and fuck, I want to sink inside her and thrust until I can’t see.

“Touch yourself,” I demand. “Play with your pussy for me, sweetheart.”

She doesn’t hesitate and doesn’t open her eyes. Just slides a hand down her belly and past her tightly trimmed curls. She moves her fingers around her slippery folds and holds her lips open so I can watch her touch her clit.

“Show me what you do to make yourself come,” I say, fisting my still-hard cock.

I stroke myself through the condom, watching as her mouth falls open and she curls her toes into the sheet. She uses two fingers to rub fast circles across her clit, her tits bouncing with the energy of her movements.

“Don’t come until I tell you.” I inch my knees forward and press my hands to the insides of Violet’s knees. “Keep touching yourself.”

I watch her finger that sweet, swollen clit while I slide my dick all the way inside her. It’s fucking bliss, feeling her, watching her, hearing her. I can’t remember a time in my life when anything felt so perfect, so important, so real.

She gasps when I pull out, but I’m not going anywhere. I slide the tip in and rock my hips back and forth so I can watch her finger herself while I watch myself fucking her.

The way her pussy moves as I enter and exit her makes me so hard, I can hardly handle the pressure. I feel it coming on, a massive orgasm, but I need to hold out. I need to hold out for Violet.

“Come for me,” I growl, squeezing her knees with my hands. “Come for me, goddammit.”

She sucks in a breath and cries out, her fingers working her pussy until she’s bucking hard against the sheets. As soon as she starts to ride the wave, I ram myself all the way inside her, slamming my cock into her while her walls convulse around me.

She’s screaming, her mouth open, her eyes slammed shut, frenzied, frantic cries of pleasure marking her every shudder. I collapse then, the climax overtaking me, and I empty myself out in powerful, exhausting spurts.

When we’re done, I collapse beside her, tuck her tight against my chest, and we drop exhaustedly into sleep.