Page 22 of Tempting Her Grumpy Protector (Kindred Tales Spicy Shorts #7)

SUNNY

Sunny felt like she was on fire! Heat pulsed under her skin, coiling low in her belly until every breath came as a gasp. Her nipples were so tight they ached, and between her thighs there was a deep, insistent throb that wouldn’t let her rest.

Her heart pounded so hard it was almost dizzying. She kicked the leaf coverlet down, desperate for air, but it didn’t help. The heat wasn’t coming from the hut—it was inside her, growing hotter and heavier with every passing second.

Greer was sitting beside the bed beside her, broad shoulders tense, eyes searching her face. He looked worried— really worried. But his concern wasn’t what she needed.

She needed relief .

“Greer!” she moaned, twisting her hips as she reached for him. “ Please … I need you. Need you to…to take me!”

“You know I can’t do that, little one,” he murmured, and she felt his hand on her forehead. “ Gods , you’re burning up!”

“I know that—don’t you think I know?” she moaned, her voice trembling. “ I’m on fire because you won’t take me—won’t fuck me! Please , Greer …”

She reached for him, curling her fingers around his big hand. Then she guided him—slowly, deliberately—to her bare breast.

His touch was like a shock, a jolt of lightning shooting straight through her. The rough pads of his fingers brushed her tight nipple and she almost cried out in relief.

“Oh yes, please…please, Greer ! This is what I need, but so much more!” She felt more awake now—the desperate desire seemed to have cleared her head somewhat. At least she wasn’t slurring her words anymore, she thought distractedly. But God , she was in so much pain .

Greer’s big hand froze.

“Little one… no.” He started to pull away, but Sunny tightened her grip, holding him there.

“Please,” she breathed, meeting his pale gray eyes.

“ I need—” Her voice broke as another wave of heat rolled through her, making her hips shift restlessly against the bed.

“ I need to come , Greer . I need to be filled . I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I can’t…

can’t…” She swallowed hard, desperate and a little afraid. “ I can’t take it much longer!”

Greer’s hand trembled under hers, the muscles in his forearm flexing as if he was fighting himself.

“Please,” Sunny whispered again, her chest rising and falling too fast. She felt so empty and hot and miserable. “ Please , Greer , I don’t know what I’m going to do if you don’t help me…”