CHAPTER 12
WHITNEY

The way he picked me up in his arms was effortless. He carried me down the hallway with our lips still intertwined and every single part of me was electrified. He carried me into his room and laid me lightly on the bed. Then his heated gaze hooked onto mine for just a split second.

I reached up and ran my fingertips through his beard. His hair was so soft, his skin so warm. His lips encompassed mine again while my hands rounded his neck and, suddenly, I was parting my legs for him as he settled between them.

I could feel him fighting, volleying between keeping his composure and letting himself loose. I could hear him taking deep breaths, trying to quell the rising flood of energy in his body while his muscles twitched underneath every single touch. I moved his flannel button-down from his shoulders before my hands raked across his back and, in an instant, he was peeling my clothes off.

Jeans and underwear and shirts got tossed to the side. His lips were on my neck, my chest, and around my tits while his hand ran down my leg. The passion his body contained was unlike anything I’d ever felt in my life and, soon, I could feel his cock rising against my skin. It was thick and pulsing, begging for entrance while Liam’s lips suckled red welts upon my skin. I ran my hands through his hair while his lips traveled downward, kissing all the way to my toes before he got up onto his knees.

The chiseled body he hid underneath his clothes took my breath away. His abdomen rippled and his arms pulsed. There was a vein bulging in his forearm while his eyes took in my naked body. I could feel my arousal sliding down the crack of my ass, begging for any part of him to touch me where I wanted him most.

He was staring at me like I was his prey and it was time he finally relented to the animal inside of him.

“Take me,” I said breathlessly.

His eyes connected with mine and, for a split second, I thought he was going to flee. I saw the war raging behind his eyes as the peridot sparkle I’d come to enjoy faded into a stormy blue sea. Darkness was coming as it engulfed his features and, soon, his hands were planted beside my head while he hovered over me.

“Don’t ask for something you can’t handle,” he said.

I rose up and caught his lips with mine. His hand came up and cupped my cheek. My tongue slowly prodded to find the tip of his. His hand slid down my chest, massaging my tit as I moaned into his mouth and, soon, his strong, sinewy arm was wrapped around my back and holding me flush against his body.

“Please,” I said, whispering.

In an instant, I was off the bed. My back was against the wall and he was pinning me there, his lips devouring my neck. I could feel myself spilling into my pussy folds, my body trying desperately to hold itself back until he granted me what I wanted. His chest was strong and his lips were hot. His skin pulled a red tint from the confines of my body while I wrapped my legs around his waist. I didn’t care about the pain in my ankle and I didn’t care about the weather outside. I didn’t care that we didn’t know one another and I sure as hell didn’t care that I wouldn’t see him again after this.

All I cared about was the fire being stoked behind my pelvis. A fire I hadn’t felt in years.

“Please fuck me.”

His eyes connected with mine and, slowly, he lined himself up with my entrance. I held my breath, scared to utter another word lest he punish me with loneliness. His thick cock penetrated my folds and my juices spilled out onto his skin. The grin that slid across his cheeks was nothing short of devilish.

The Guardian of Lust was taunting me and I was playing right into his hand.

He slid into me effortlessly before he set a relentless pace. He hooked his strong arm underneath the crook of my leg, folding the knee of my bad ankle toward my chest. He pried my body open for him while our foreheads connected and his dick throbbed against my walls while he split me in two. Never in my life had I felt a man so deep within me and it took all the strength I had not to come on his cock right then and there.

We groaned together while he slicked his cock with my juices.

Without another word spoken, he pulled me from the wall and sat me on top of a small dresser. I leaned back onto my forearms and rolled my hips into him, arching myself for his pleasure while his lips tackled my swollen tits. He lapped and flicked my nipples, rising them to heights I’d never known them to have. He tugged at them, shooting a bit of pain through my body that clenched my pussy around his cock.

He grunted at the sensation while his hands pressed firmly into my lower back.

He sank himself into me again and again while my legs dangled helplessly off the side. His beard tickled my skin and his lips continued to mark me. There wasn’t an inch of skin he was going to leave unkissed. I felt his dick growing bigger within me and I knew if he got any bigger, he’d stretch me like it was my first time.

“Liam. Yes. Please.”

His eyes lifted and connected with mine and all his movements ceased. He was seated within me, holding my hips close to him while my arms trembled. Slowly, he encompassed my lips with his and pulled me from the dresser, his dick still not separating from me as he laid me back down on the bed.

He spread my hair out on the pillow before he cupped my cheek. His thumb grazed over my skin like he was taking in every single feature I had to offer. He was the most beautiful and compassionate man I’d ever encountered and any ounce of fear I might’ve had toward this situation was obliterated the moment his eyes began to lighten.

Slowly, his hips began to roll again. He drew breathless pants from me while he moved and his hand slowly traveled down my stomach. I locked my legs around his hips while he picked up his pace and my fingernails ran up and down the meat of his arms.

The moment his fingertips parted my pussy folds, he rose up and threw my legs over his shoulders.

In an instant, my body was electrified. He pounded into my hips while his abs flexed for my viewing pleasure and I could feel his fingertips playing with my swollen clit. I could hear his cock sloshing in and out of my entrance while sweat began to drip down Liam’s brow and all I could do was dig my nails into his strong thighs and hang on for the ride.

“Liam. Yes. Please don’t stop.”

My head was spinning and my body was shaking. My legs were pulling taut and my toes were curling. My back bowed so far off the bed I thought it was going to snap. Like an over-tuned violin string, teetering on the brink of failure. The pain that shot up my leg was nothing compared to the pleasure his body was providing for me and I pressed my hips deeply into his before my body finally snapped.

My jaw unhinged and my nails dug into his skin. My pussy clamped down around his cock and I could feel his hips stuttering. Grunts and groans fell from his beautiful lips while my eyes screwed shut in pleasure and, soon, my body was pulling him deeper and deeper into me.

I could feel his cock spilling into the depths of my body and I whimpered with relief as my back relaxed back down on the bed.

I panted for air while my legs slid from Liam’s shoulders. He dropped his hands beside my head, his lips peppering my neck and cheek with kisses before he found my lips one last time. He tasted like snow and salt and I could feel his body trembling with the effort of his climax.

I pulled him down on top of me, allowing his entire sweat-drenched body to calm the trembling of mine while we lay there in his bed.

I felt my eyes becoming heavy while my hands ran up and down his back. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been laying there but I felt his lips travel to my ear before he murmured something against it.

“I gotta get something in the kitchen,” he said.

The rumble of his voice caused my body to shiver and, had I not been so exhausted, I would’ve rolled him over and taken him for another round. I reluctantly released his body, feeling him get off me before he tucked me in underneath the covers. I allowed myself to slip into a slumber for just a moment before I rolled over to find him and that was when I realized he wasn’t there.

How long had I been asleep?

I got out of bed and slowly put my clothes back on. I limped down the hallway into the kitchen but I didn’t see Liam anywhere. I turned around and saw the dimming fire in the fireplace and realized it was dark outside.

Then, I heard a moan come from the couch.

I walked over and peered over the back of it, taking in the sight of Liam. He was curled up on the cushions of the couch that were much too small for him, with a blanket around his body that didn’t even go past his feet. I giggled and shook my head before the reality of the situation dawned on me. That was when I started hobbling quickly back to his room.

This man had such a haunted past that he didn’t even feel he could lay down next to me. After being completely intimate with me and bringing my body to such a precipice, he still didn’t feel he could lie down in the same room as me and feel peace.

I gathered up the blankets from his bed before I limped back out to the main room.

I took one of the blankets and covered his feet. The cabin was already growing chilly inside with the dying fire and I didn’t want him to wake up cold. I settled into the chair next to the couch and curled my legs up toward my body. Then, I fluttered the last blanket around me before I propped a pillow up underneath my head.

I had no idea what haunted this man but there was one thing I did know.

He didn’t deserve to be punished like he obviously thought he did. And if he had another nightmare tonight, I was going to make sure he didn’t wake up alone.