That need to mark her filled my mind and I felt my body grow hard with lust and I closed my eyes, imagined taking her here, now, her hands on the small seat, her bottom in my hands as I pounded into her from behind.
“Well, that’s interesting.”
I glanced down to find her gaze focused on my hard cock.
“Ignore it. You are not ready.”
“Says who? You?” Lifting one hand, she reached for me, wrapping her fingers around my cock and squeezing until my knees nearly buckled.
“Lily, you should not…”
“Bossy, Darius. Too bossy.” She ran her thumb along the head, and a shudder ran through my body. “You are tense. I can feel it. Let me take care of you.”
“I am taking care of—”
Her mouth closed around my cock, and she slid my length deep. The heat of her made my balls draw up in pain as I fought back an instant release. When she swirled her tongue around my tip and used one of her hot little hands to stroke my balls, I was done.
I exploded, lost control, couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop as I pumped my cock into her mouth, gave her everything.
The release was shattering, emotions making my face heat, my eyes burn. She’d destroyed me in seconds, shattered my control.
“Why? Why did you do that? I’m supposed to be taking care of you.” I dropped to my knees before her, ready to pleasure her in kind, but she placed a hand on my cheek and shook her head.
“I’m too tired, Darius. I hurt. I just want to go to bed.”
Unwilling, perhaps unable to deny her anything, I rinsed her hair and turned off the water. I dried her gently, then left her for a few moments to take care of her personal needs while I dried myself and pulled down the soft bedding and fluffed her pillow. I felt completely out of my element until the door slid open and she was there, the curve of her body perfectly silhouetted by the light coming from behind her. Curves everywhere. Softness. Mine.
She was mine. If I had to feed her by hand, bathe her, and carry her to bed, I would. Every damn day.
I closed the distance at once and wrapped an arm around her waist so I could lead her to the bed. Once I settled her in place and lay down next to her, I pulled her into my arms and gently placed her injured leg on top of mine. Her soft sigh of pleasure made my chest tighten.
“Oh, you’re so warm.”
She snuggled in close, and I covered us with the soft bedding. Her eyes were already closed when I gave the command that plunged the room into darkness.
Lily slept for hours. I held her and replayed every moment of the day’s failed mission, determined that next time, no matter what I had to do, I would keep her safe.
Even if she hated me for it.