Her Guardian Angel (Fire and Snow)(43)

"Protection, we need protection," she rasped out.

He rolled off her and watched as she reached over to the top drawer of her bedside cupboard and pulled out a box of condoms. He chuckled gently, "You really did think of everything didn't you, love?"

She passed the box over with a sly smile.

"I bought them. Got no idea how to use them. I do believe that's your department."

He took the box from her while shaking his head. He loved her sense of humor. He leaned in and kissed her briefly before setting about opening the box. He had one out and ready to put on when he became distracted by watching Adele reach behind her to unclip her bra. Watching her lush breasts spring from their confinement had his erection bobbing and his blood on fire. She noticed he'd stopped and smiled cheekily at him.

"I'm not distracting you am I, mon amour?"

"In the best possible way, my love. You are so beautiful."

He finished putting the condom on and lowered himself over Adele. He wanted to take his time and savor this first time with his mate, but he was so worked up it might be a short trip through the park this first time. He vowed he would make it up to her later. He kissed her lips and trailed his mouth down to her breasts where he worshipped her until she was writhing beneath him, and he could smell the fresh cream she was pushing out for him.

He pulled back to look down at her passion soaked face. She truly looked like a goddess. He lined his erection up with her folds and began to gently urged forward. Her heat burned the tip as he pushed through her tight entrance. Total nirvana. He felt like he was coming home. He was right where he would always belong. He watched as she arched her back under him as he continued to push into her slowly. She grabbed at him. Grabbed fists full of his hair and dragged him down to her mouth. He went willingly. He consumed her mouth as he slid his way further into her tight wet heat. He felt the slight resistance of her hymen as he broke through it. He swallowed her cry and held still while her body adjusted to having his inside her. He needed a moment too, to absorb how wondrous it felt being inside his mate for the first time and knowing he was the first and the only man who would ever be inside this divine woman lying beneath him. She'd moved her hands to grab at his shoulders as he'd entered her fully. Pricks of pain as her nails sunk into his skin pushed him higher. After a minute, Adele loosened her grip on his shoulders and started tentatively rocking her hips against him.

"Are you okay, Adele? I didn't hurt you?" Her eyes were still closed, her forehead creased. He was worried she was still in pain.

"It only hurt for a little bit, amour. Now I just feel...full, you take up so much room inside me. I need, I need you to move Dominic. I need you moving inside me."

She started rocking harder against him and his control snapped. He placed his left hand possessively around the front of her neck, gently holding her down. He kissed her again as he took over control, thrusting into her over and over. Each thrust jacked him higher, burning brighter. He felt her body clench around his as her orgasm steamrolled through her body. He couldn't fight it any longer. He slammed into her one final time, tilted his head back and roared as he found his release.

Dominic had never felt so complete than he did with Adele asleep beneath him. She'd passed out from the pleasure. He grinned like a fool as he slowly eased himself from her body. He pulled off the condom, grabbed a tissue and tossed it in the bin by her bed. He then snuggled Adele into his side as he spooned up behind her. He held his right hand out and examined his claws. They still hadn't receded back into his hand. Once she knew about him being a shifter and she was his mate, he would claim her completely and mark her. He was so glad he had talked to his father about all this. If he hadn't, he wouldn't have known to be careful to keep his right hand away from her skin. At this point his mark would scare the life out of her. He was sure any girl would panic if they woke up after a night of sex to discover what looked like four wide scratches revealing snow leopard spots beneath tattooed onto their skin. He sure as hell would in the same position. So he lay there, listening to his mate's breathing even out. Her heart rate settle and watched as his claws receded and his human nails reappeared.





Chapter Eleven

Cole slammed his way through the front door of his motel room and headed to the bathroom to have a shower and clean the dirt off. He felt a little better thanks to finding that stray dog to torture, but it wasn't his slave. It had been weak and died on him; he then had to bury the damn thing. Attracting the attention of the authorities would not help him find his slave.

Damn it, he needed his slave back.

He needed to feel his hands on her skin. See her skin marked up by his touch.