Page 24 of Up in a Blaze (Polished P & P #4)

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

HENRI

I pretended to be asleep so Blaze would carry me inside. My beast wanted to dote on me as well as yell at me for getting into trouble in the first place. Of course I would let him.

I heard my door open and felt his large arms lift me from the car. I curled my head against his warm chest. “Mon amour,” I muttered.

“Shower, then bed,” he said, kissing my forehead.

I hummed under my breath, keeping my eyes closed.

When he flicked a light on, I blinked at the brightness and noticed we were already in our en suite. Blaze placed me on my feet, cupping my cheeks so I looked up at him.

“You’re not a very good actor.”

I glared. “I am so.”

He smirked, but it faded when his gaze slid to my bruised cheek.

“Are you going to yell at me now, mon amour?”

His jaw clenched, fingers slightly grazing over my sore cheek. “I should,” he grumped.

“I will let you.”

“Let me?”

“Oui. I will allow it because I know how scared you would have been. I would be the same if it had been you.” I had been the same when he was in Los Angeles, ready to take on the bad people.

His thumb brushed over my sore cheek. “They had their hands on you. They fuckin’ hurt you.”

“I know, mon amour.”

“No one touches you but me.”

Pouting, I said, “Can I at least hug the boys? They need our love, my beast.”

He grunted. “I know.”

“They hardly had anything in the apartment to pack.”

He nodded.

“I want to take them shopping. They’ll need other things at Loyal’s, and we must get everything for them.”

“We will.”

“You are not angry I have invited them to live?—”

“No,” he clipped. “Fuckin’ never. You have a big heart, Henri, and you should share it with those boys. They need your type of loving.”

“And yours. You’ll make them feel safe.”

Another grunt.

“Do you think Sawyer will be okay at Loyal’s?”

“He’s shy with the brother, but for Arlo, he’ll get by. I’ll start looking for places close to Arlo’s school and the Playhouse. We’ll find something and put a rush on the sale, offer them more money. They’ll be with us soon and then they can start living like they’re supposed to.”

Lifting to my toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. His mouth opened under mine, and the kiss deepened. His teeth teased over my bottom lip before he sucked on it. My cock thickened under my pants.

This man made me fall in love with him every day.

He made me giddily happy, like I was flying.

He kissed down to my chin where he nipped. “Shower,” he ordered before stepping away from me to remove his clothes. As I watched him, I took my own off and waited until he had the temperature perfect.

He held his hand out to me, and together, we stepped into the shower. He was the first to reach for the bodywash, so he assisted me and then I him. We made quick work of our hair and then shut off the water, moving out to get dry.

As I ran the towel over my hair, I admired my man bending and stretching as he finished. When he caught me staring, his brow rose.

“Bed, firecracker.”

“Mon amour?—”

“You’re tired. You need to rest and then your ass will be mine in the morning.”

“Promise?”

“Damn right.”

I sighed and hung my towel up. “Fine, but you are warming my side of the bed first.”

He snorted and walked naked toward his side.

Still, I knew he’d turn back around, like he was doing, and moved to my side.

Once he got in, I lay over him, our cocks brushing and noticing each other as they twitched, but we really were too wrung out.

Blaze pulled the blankets up over us, his hands brushing over my back and ass under the covers.

Kissing his chest, I rested my cheek there next. “I love you, my beast.”

His arms tightened. “Love you, firecracker.”

* * *

I woke with a warm, wet cock and opened my eyes to see Blaze between my legs, worshiping my erection.

Humming, I stretched. “I like this wake-up call, mon amour.”

He kissed and tongued at my slit. “Good, you’re awake.” He sat back and moved from between my legs to sit on the side of the bed.

“Mon amour!” I cried out when he grabbed me and shifted my body around to lay over his knees. “You cannot be serious!”

WHACK.

I gasped when his palm connected with my ass cheek and then snapped, “Blaze.”

He rubbed over the sting, tracing two fingers up and down my crack. My cock was already hard from being in his mouth, but it now ached. I shouldn’t like this so much, but I did.

WHACK.

“That’s for running into danger.”

Another gasp tore out of me. I bit down on the back of my finger, but I still moaned around it.

WHACK.

I cried out at the sting burning me. “I swear?—”

“And that’s for fuckin’ terrifying me.”

For a second, I stilled at the raw emotion darkening Blaze’s tone. I looked over my shoulder and saw him working his jaw, clenching it over and over.

I scrambled up, sat astride his lap, and hugged him to me.

“I am sorry, mon amour. I hate that you were worried. But I’m here.

I’m safe.” Pulling back, I cupped his cheeks—his jaw was still going crazy.

“Blaze. I know the fear you felt. I do. Because I have that same twisted-up feeling inside me when you go into danger. But we cannot predict what will happen. We still have to try and help, though, right? You would still assist the brothers. I may not walk into danger on purpose, but for those boys, I would. For you I would.”

He nodded, nostrils flaring. “I’ll just have to make sure you lot stay fuckin’ safe and keep myself from trouble, so you don’t worry.”

Smiling, I cupped the back of his neck. “Oui, that sounds like a good plan. But if things do arise, we can talk about it and see how much we will involve ourselves. We have kids to think of now. Not just you and me.”

He blinked. “We have kids.”

“Oui. You don’t regret?—”

“Never,” he said instantly.

Leaning in, I pressed my lips to his. “I am glad, mon amour.” I kissed his neck, his shoulder. “We must find a big enough house where our room can be at the other end, so they won’t hear us.”

He grunted, stuffing his nose against my neck and inhaling.

I licked and sucked and kissed at his skin. “We should make love and eat and then go see the boys to take them shopping. It is late enough, oui?”

His hand slid up between us and gripped the front of my neck, pushing me back.

His eyes locked with mine. “Yeah. After, I’ll text Loyal to bring them and the old lady to the compound so you can see Rommy before we take the boys out.

But now, firecracker, we ain’t making love. I’m gonna fuck you like I own you.”

A shiver raced down my spine. “Prove it.”

Blaze’s chest rumbled when he stood with me in his arms and turned, placing me on the sheets. Luckily, we were already naked, so Blaze crawled back between my legs. He picked them up and threw them over his shoulders, diving his face between my ass cheeks, which he spread with his hands.

“Mon amour,” I cried, shifting my legs wider.

He groaned under his breath, and as he ate, I heard him take a deep inhale.

This man was truly fascinated by my scent, and I loved it.

My cock leaked and throbbed, wanting attention, but I didn’t give it any because I knew my possessive ogre would want to be the one in control.

Like always.

And I would give over my control each and every time since he treated my body so well. He worshiped every inch and made me come alive with all his attention.

“Yes, mon amour. Eat me. Devour me.”

“Mine,” he growled against my hole before stuffing me full of his tongue. He wiggled his tongue deep, nibbling at my hole with his teeth.

“Merde, ma bête. You make me feel so good.”

His hands squeezed my ass cheeks, fingers kneading into my flesh. He was punishing me and pleasuring me at the same time.

“Please, Blaze. Please .”

He licked to my balls, gently drawing them back down and sucking on them softly.

“What do you want?” he asked, his voice raw, rough, and hot.

“You.”

“I’m gonna fuck you hard,” he bit out. Blaze went to his knees and leaned back, stroking over his cock.

“I’ll show you who you belong to. Show you who owns you.

” He climbed over me, drawing my legs up over his hips and stuffing a pillow under my ass.

“And show you how pissed I am that someone harmed you.”

“Yes, my beast. Punish my ass. Make me feel you for the rest of the day.”

“You will,” he clipped.

Reaching over, he yanked the drawer open with such strength that the bedside table nearly fell forward.

He grabbed a tube of lube, flicked the lid, and squirted some between my legs.

Once done, he threw the tube to the bed, gripped his cock, and rubbed it in the lube against my ass and between my cheeks.

I reached back, holding under the headboard, knowing what was coming.

He glowered down at me. I loved his angry fucks.

“Come, mon amour, let me have it.”

His hands dropped down to the bed, and I felt the tip of his cock before he thrust in. Pain and pleasure mixed, drawing a cry out of me.

“More?” he asked.

“You know it,” I taunted.

He pulled back, one hand to the mattress, the other holding my hip tightly, and he fucked forward, slamming into me. I held on as he drilled in and out of me with his hard cock.

“Yes, my beast.”

“You’re mine.”

“I know. I feel it.”

“Fuckin’ mine.”

“Yes.”

His hand slid from my hip to up over my stomach and chest, down over my cock, jacking it a couple of times before lifting his hand to wrap around my throat.

Leaning down, he screwed into me, hips pumping forward and back, hitting his cock in the perfect spot. He made me moan and groan and mewl like the best porn star there was.

My body tingled, my belly fluttered, and heart raced. This man. My beast. He fucked like a god.

“Mon amour, close,” I warned.

He nipped and licked and sucked at my skin, marking me in his ownership.

“Yes. Yes, mon amour,” I cried, my cock jerking up and down on its own as my cum splashed out and emptied onto my stomach.

“Fuck. Christ,” he clipped. “You’re mine. Henri. Mine,” he roared, his dick thickening and releasing inside me. Filling me. Warming me. Marking my insides.

A beat later, he pulled out gently and slumped to the bed, bringing me with him to sprawl over his chest.

After a while, as I caught my breath, I asked, “What time is it?”

“Eleven,” Blaze answered, tracing his hand up and down my back.

I stretched, my ass stinging a little. Yes, I would definitely feel him all day. “How long have you been awake?”

He grunted, massaging my ass cheek. “A while.”

“Have you heard about anything?”

“As far as we know, the Murphy brothers have no clue what happened. The owners of the port area have disappeared with all their money, and we left no survivors. We’ll keep an eye on the ones kidnapped.

Make sure it doesn’t happen again. And Jones has a few friends in the force in Ireland he trusts.

They’re making a case against the Murphy brothers. ”

“Let us hope they are dealt with soon.”

Another grunt. “Found some houses to look at.”

My belly fluttered. He was such a big softy. “Show me later.”

“You wanna get going to see the boys?”

“Oui, please.”

“You shower first. I’ll text Loyal to let him know the plans.”

Lifting off his chest, I demanded, “Kiss me first.”

He smirked. “My greedy firecracker.”

“Always.”