Page 29 of When He Fights (Protector & Defender #3)

She crossed the room. Opened the door. Kept her chin up and ignored the chill and the goosebumps that chased over her body. When you were walking around in just your underwear, you had to be prepared for a bit of a chill.

Her bare feet made no sound as she trekked out of the bedroom. The lush carpeting quieted her steps. She went into the den. At least, Ana figured the massive room was a den. Her gaze darted first to the white couch.

No Kane.

Her gaze leapt up, and she searched the room. She saw Kane. His back was to her as he stood in front of the pool table. He leaned over the table, with his hands gripping the sides.

She took a quick step toward him.

“Ana, stop.” He didn’t look back.

How had he known she was there?

“You need to go back to the bedroom. This isn’t a good idea.”

Maybe not. But she didn’t care.

“You don’t get how weak my control is.”

Another step toward him. “What are you assuming?” Ana wanted to know. Her voice was breathless. Maybe a little scared. Fair enough, she was a little scared. “That I came rushing out here to seduce you?”

His powerful shoulders tensed. He gripped the pool table harder.

“Maybe I just wanted a glass of water. Something to quench my thirst.” Another step. “Quite arrogant of you to think that I came running in here because I wanted to make that control of yours snap into a million pieces.”

“I’ll get the water. I’ll bring it to you.” Kane whirled. “You should just— Ana. ”

“Yeah, I don’t want water.” Her hands remained at her sides. Her fingers fluttered. Strummed. “I came running in here because I wanted to make that control of yours snap into a million pieces.”

He backed up—tried to, but there was nowhere to go, not with the pool table right behind him. “Ana, you aren’t wearing clothes.”

“I am, Captain Obvious. I’m wearing a bra and panties.” She took her time closing in on him. His eyes were on her body, drinking her in. But it wasn’t the grand rush-at-me-and-kiss-me-like-your-life-depends-on-the-act response she’d wanted.

Fair enough, she’d just have to work harder.

Ana stopped right in front of him.

“Ana.” A warning. A delicious growl.

She took one of his hands and put it on the edge of the pool table. Then she caught the other hand. She raised it to her mouth, and she parted her lips. She took his index finger inside. Licked. Sucked it. A long, slow suck.

His pupils flared. “Ana. ”

She put that hand on the pool table’s edge, too. “Hold on, would you? No touching me.”

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Oh, I think you know.” She reached for the snap of his jeans. Undid the snap, eased down the zipper.

“ Ana, I am trying to be good. ”

“I got that. What you missed, though? Being good is totally unnecessary.” She shoved the jeans and boxers he’d worn out of her way so that she could curl her fingers around the long, thick, and very, very erect length of his dick.

“I’m going to suck you until you come, Kane.

” Her knees touched down in front of him.

“Be a sweetheart and keep holding that pool table, will you? I don’t want to be interrupted. ”

Then she took him inside. Took that broad, thick head of his cock into her mouth. She pulled him in, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Then she eased back. Licking. Kissing.

She took him in again. A little deeper this time. Her fingers curled around him—around as much of him as she could, and she dipped her head toward him. Her nipples were tight. Her sex yearning. Every lick and every suck that she gave him just seemed to turn her on more and more.

She wanted him to come in her mouth. Wanted his control to break so much that he just let go.

He was heavily aroused, and Ana loved the feel of his dick in her mouth. She parted her lips wider. Sucked and he thrust against her. Pushed that dick deeper and she gasped because?—

His hands flew out and locked around her shoulders.

Ana immediately pulled back. Breath heaving, she stared up at him. “You just broke the rules.”

“Fuck the rules.”

“But I want you in my mouth!”

“And I tried to warn you.”

He scooped her up. Spun. Put her on the edge of the pool table. She still wore her panties and her bra, but in a flash, he’d ripped her panties away. The torn scrap floated to the floor.

“You think I was playing?” Brutal lust blazed in his eyes and on his face. “I can’t let go. I can’t keep fucking you and let you go. I can’t.”

“Good. Because I love you.”

He hadn’t lost control when he saw her in her underwear. Fine, maybe she’d been hoping too much on that score. Not like the sight of her partially clad body would send the man quaking.

He hadn’t lost control when she went to her knees before him. Not when she’d taken his dick into her mouth.

But right then, as soon as those words tumbled out?—

I love you.

She saw the change on his face. His eyes widened.

Ferocious hunger, need, blazing desire and longing all flooded his expression.

The faint lines on his face seemed to deepen.

He shoved her legs apart, and she fell back, her shoulders hitting the green cloth on the pool table as he leaned over her and just devoured her core.

His mouth pushed between her legs. He licked.

Sucked. Worked her with his fingers and his tongue, and she thrashed against the top of the pool table.

An orgasm built within her. Surging and growing and?—

“Getting in you, now. ” Guttural.

She shoved up on her elbows. Ignored her racing heart. Pool balls rolled around her, and she pushed them aside. “You were supposed to come in my mouth.”

He hauled her toward him. Plunged his dick into her.

All the way inside.

He’d gotten her ready to take him with his fingers and lips and tongue. It was still a tight, thick fit, but she wanted him so much that there was no pain. Her breath shuddered out. She could feel him, so strong and warm inside of her.

Skin to skin.

Her eyes widened. “Kane?”

He pulled her up against him, perched her on the edge of the pool table.

He withdrew, only to slam back inside. One hand went to her clit as he pounded into her.

Again and again and again, and she screamed because the orgasm couldn’t—wouldn’t—be held back.

It was too powerful and consuming. She thrashed against him.

Her legs curled around his hips as she pounded her body into his.

Skin to skin.

She clamped tightly around his dick even as he kept driving into her. He wasn’t wearing a condom. She knew that. She knew— “Kane!” The orgasm wouldn’t stop. Or was she having another one? Pleasure poured through her. “Kane!”

But he stilled. “No…condom.”

Had he just realized that fact?

She forced her gaze to lift. Ana stared into his burning, too bright eyes. She’d never seen the hazel look that way before.

He didn’t even seem to be breathing. Meanwhile, her breath shuddered in and out. Kane just stared at her as if he wanted to eat her alive.

“I’m on birth control,” she told him. The words trembled because she was shaking with the after-effects of her orgasm. “And I’ve had a health ch-check.” Speaking was way too difficult. Especially with him lodged so deep in her. “I?—”

“I’m clean, Ana. Haven’t fucked anyone in two years.” Deep and dark and hot. Words that she felt roll through her. “I want you bare.”

Her legs tightened around his hips. “I want you that way, too.”

That was it. He erupted. Thrust deep and hard. Fast and wild. She grabbed for his shoulders, held on as tightly as she could. Her hips tried to meet his thrusts, but there was no restraint. There was nothing but the wild, hot ride.

He still had his fingers on her clit. Rubbing. Pinching. Another climax poured through her body, and she opened her mouth to scream.

But he kissed her, muffling the sound. Probably a good thing, with the Feds outside.

Still kissing her, Kane dragged her off the pool table and fully into his arms as he kept pumping into her.

A few steps, and she felt a wall at her back.

He pinned her there. Held her with one hand while he rammed into her over and over, and it was amazing.

Fantastic. His mouth moved down her neck. Licking. Sucking. Biting lightly.

The pleasure would not stop. It just kept going, and she was shaking and shuddering and utterly his in that moment.

Every breath…his.

Every thrust…his.

She was consumed. She was taken. She was…

“I love you,” Ana whispered.

He erupted inside of her.

She was his.