The Dom Who Loved Me (Masters and Mercenaries #1)(76)

Sean changed to the opposite breast, not wanting to leave it out. He tongued her and already he could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. She was so responsive. He brought his thumbs down and slid both into her juicy *. Her whole body quivered as he massaged her clit, his thumbs sliding over and around her labia. Everything about Grace was soft, from her pink * to her glorious breasts to her heart.

How had he ever considered she could be involved in something that might hurt someone else?

Sean kissed his way down her body. He let his tongue delve into her navel and past the little curve of her belly. He rubbed his nose in the V of her thighs, letting her scent and her taste surround him. She was the best person he’d ever met. He wasn’t going to let her go. He was going to treasure her and protect her, one way or another.

Sean finally allowed his tongue to have its way. He gave that juicy peach a long lick and was rewarded with a heartfelt shudder from his sub. “On the bed, little one. I want you on your back, legs spread, arms over your head.”

Grace rushed to comply. She settled herself on the fluffy white comforter and parted her legs for him. Sean took a moment to look at his submissive. Her hair made a stark contrast to the white of the comforter. Her eyes looked up at him with desire. She wasn’t thinking about the events of the day now. She wasn’t worried about tomorrow. She was in the moment, and that was the gift he could give her.

“You’re f*cking gorgeous.”

A small smile played on her lips.

He felt his eyebrows rise. He could read her. She was a freaking open book. He’d just been too blind to accept it. “You don’t believe me?”

“Sean, I’m older than you, and even if I was ten years younger, I wouldn’t be in the same league.”

He leaned over and kissed her knees. “I don’t know what league you’re in, little one, but I like it. Whatever you think of me, know that I have never lied about wanting you.” He kissed a path up her leg. “I wanted you the moment I saw you and haven’t stopped since. I love your legs and the way they wrap around me when I’m shoving my cock into you.” He kissed her belly. “I love how soft your skin is here.” He chuckled as he cupped her ass. “I don’t have to tell you the way I feel about this part of you.” He moved on and buried his face in her breasts. “I want to sleep right here, Grace. I want to fall asleep every night buried deep inside you, with your breasts cradling me.” He sighed and reluctantly moved on. He nuzzled her neck. “I think you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met and don’t try to call me a liar.” He’d reached her mouth and now his cock was perfectly placed. He kissed her sweetly as he thrust his dick inside. “God, I can’t lie about this. This is my home.”

And it was. Sean was aware he was playing none of the games he had promised her, but they could get to that later. They had all night. Sean let his face fall to the curve of her neck as he thrust in and out of her tight *. She clenched around him, the little muscles inside rippling against his cock. She wrapped her legs and arms around him, and he was enveloped by her. Sean picked up the pace, completely overcome with love for this woman. He had never believed in it before, that there was one person for him, but Grace had proven him wrong. She was his. He was hers. And it was perfect.

He thrust for the longest time, putting off that moment that signaled the end. He was careful. He made sure his pelvis hit her clit with every sure thrust. He read all of her signs; the way her legs tightened, her breath became ragged, and how often she called out his name. She came three times, crying out her pleasure before he finally gave in and let it take him. He gripped her hips and held himself against her as he came and came.

A light joy overtook him. It was just the first. He’d shown her tenderness, now he could play. Now he could do all the things he had promised her. She was his lover, his future wife, and his sweet submissive. He could do anything he wanted with her.

“I love you, Grace.” He breathed the words like a mantra against her skin.

“Elephant.”

The word cut through his bliss, and his head came up instantly. She couldn’t have said it. “What?” The words sounded dumb to his ears.

Her hazel eyes were wide and filled with tears. “I said elephant.”

Her arms fell to her sides, and her legs unfurled. She withdrew as surely as though she had walked across the room.

Sean felt a flare of panic. She didn’t believe him. It was the only explanation. “Grace, I love you. I love you so much.”

Her face contorted. She was losing control. She pushed at him. “I said my safeword. I want you to go.”

His heart pounding, Sean got up. Despite his every muscle protesting, he pulled his body from hers. He stared down at her, impotent against the weapon she had against him. “Baby, don’t do this. I love you. You have to believe me.”

He wanted to stay with her. The alpha male in him wanted to force his way back inside her. He could make her accept him. The Dom took a step back.

Grace curled into a ball and turned away from him. “I asked you to leave. I want to be alone, Sean. I used my safeword.”

“I love you. I won’t not say it because you’re scared.” He gathered his clothes, his heart as heavy as a rock. “I love you.”

Closing the door between them was the hardest thing he’d ever done.