Page 43 of Tempting Her Grumpy Protector (Kindred Tales Spicy Shorts #7)
SUNNY
“Please, Greer —it hurts so much!” Sunny’s voice cracked as she clung weakly to his broad shoulders. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire—her skin hot and over-sensitized, her pussy aching with unbearable need.
This was nothing like the Mating Drink Chief Lowhung had tricked her with back on Thropp’ic Sigma . That had been uncomfortable, even frightening—but this was agony. The Bonding Fruit coursed through her veins like liquid fire, demanding satisfaction. Demanding him .
Her head lolled against his chest as he strode swiftly across the parklands, his long legs eating up the ground. The dim glow of the artificial sun made halos in his dark hair, but her vision kept blurring with tears of desperation.
“It’s worse this time,” she whispered hoarsely, her throat dry. “ So much worse… my toy won’t help. Nothing will help except?—”
She couldn’t even finish the thought. The need clawed inside her, sharp and merciless, a hunger deeper than anything she’d ever known.
Filled. She had to be filled—or she was going to die.
Greer didn’t answer, didn’t slow. His jaw was set in that hard, stoic line she’d come to know so well. His pale eyes burned, but she couldn’t tell if it was with anger, frustration, or something else entirely.
What if he changed his mind and didn’t want to help her? What if he refused?
Sunny bit back a sob, clinging tighter. Her body trembled with waves of tormenting desire, each crest higher and sharper until she thought her heart might explode. Her nipples were so tight they ached and between her legs she was molten with desire.
“Greer,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “ Please don’t let me die like this. Please — I need you. I need you. ”
The words echoed down the long metal corridor he carried her into, toward the private suites. His suite. The one place on the Mother Ship where they would be utterly alone.
Her vision blurred again, black creeping at the edges, her body caught between unbearable heat and crushing weakness. Would he give her what she needed? Or would he stay true to the walls he’d built between them and let her burn?
Sunny didn’t know. She only knew she couldn’t last much longer.