Page 97 of Protector Unmatched

She descended on him, allowing her mouth to open just enough for a snug fit. When she could go no farther, she moved up again, letting his erection pop from her mouth. She blew a breath against his heated flesh, before wrapping her lips around him and taking him deep again.

A sound from the headboard alerted her to the fact that Pearce was pulling on his restraints. She cast him a glance without releasing his erection and met his fiery gaze.

“Are you trying to torture me?”

She released his cock from her mouth, but continued pumping him with her fist. “That was the plan.”

“Then you’re doing a great job.” His jaw seemed tight when he continued, “It’s not gonna stop me from coming, though, no matter how slowly you fuck me with your mouth.”

She chuckled and pumped him harder. “Oh, I know that.” She took him back into her mouth and continued her slow torture, while Pearce groaned and twisted underneath her. She loved this, loved how Pearce responded to her, and how he let her do what she needed to do.

When his breathing turned more ragged, she released him and crawled farther up, swinging herself over him. Still on her knees, she adjusted herself so his cock was poised at her pussy, the tip of it already touching her wet petals.

Pearce pressed his head back into the pillow, allowing his back to arch off the mattress.

“Fuck,” he said. “Are you finally gonna have mercy on this shy computer geek?”

Daphne sank down on his cock, impaling herself. “Is that what you meant by mercy?” She felt him filling her, stretching her to capacity. Even though she should be used to his size by now, the first moment of penetration still took her breath away.

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about. Now do me a favor and ride me.” He tugged on his restraints. “Or I’ll break free and ride you instead.”

She had to smile at his threat, because she knew how much he enjoyed her taking the reins once in a while.

She bent over him and slanted her lips over his mouth. Pearce captured them and kissed her, demanding and passionate. His tongue played with hers, mimicking the rhythm with which Daphne rocked up and down on his erection. She moved faster with every minute, the leisurely ride from the beginning turning into a raging gallop. Until suddenly she felt Pearce’s hands on her hips—he’d freed himself without her noticing.

And then something else happened. The room around her seemed to fill with fog, with a mist that engulfed them, a mist they appeared to float on. She stilled in her movements, not knowing what was happening, but Pearce continued thrusting into her.

“What is this?” she managed to ask.

Pearce chuckled and flipped her, so she was underneath him. “Guess Tessa and Leila didn’t tell you everything.” He plunged deep and hard. “This is our way, the Stealth Guardian way. The fog around us protects us now, hides us from everybody. It’s just you and me at our most vulnerable.” He slowed his movements, yet they were more intense now. She could feel every fiber of his body, every cell of her own. Pleasure filled her.

“What you’re feeling is my virta, my life force. My essence.”

She could feel it, feel the warmth that filled her, the pleasure that became more intense. And then she saw it. Saw the golden shimmer that bathed her skin.

“Oh my God,” she murmured, and stared up into Pearce’s eyes. She saw the love there, the love he felt for her and the love she felt for him. And she knew what to do. Knew it instinctively.

She pressed her hand over his heart and willed the life force he’d infused her body with to run through her arm, into her hand, into her fingers, and explode out from her fingertips. Tiny electrical charges seemed to emanate from her.

Pearce’s body spasmed, and for a second, she was worried that she’d hurt him, but then he began to thrust into her with renewed vigor, with more strength, harder and faster, until wave after wave drowned her in a climax more powerful than she’d ever experienced.

In that moment, she felt him, felt his soul, his heart, felt the very essence of his being. They were connected. They were one.

“I love you,” Pearce whispered, his body still shaking from his climax.

“You’re mine now,” she said.

“Yes.” He smiled. “And you’re mine.” Then he chuckled. “And you’re currently at my mercy.”

“Am I?”

“Did Tessa and Leila tell you what happens as long as your skin shimmers golden?”

“No.”

“Let me show you, then.”

He moved again, his cock still big and hard. One thrust, and she climaxed again.

“Ohhhh!”

“Yes, every touch, every movement will give you another orgasm.” His eyes twinkled.

“How long will I shimmer?”

“For hours.” He took her lips and kissed her. And again, her body erupted.

“This is crazy…” she managed to mutter. “I can’t believe this is real.”

“It’s as real as my love for you.”

Daphne put her hand on Pearce’s nape. “Your love alone would have been enough. But to add all this, immortality and unlimited orgasms… I don’t know what to say.” She felt her eyes getting moist.

“Then don’t say anything. Just enjoy it.”

And this was a demand she was only too happy to comply with.