Shattered (The Protectors 11)

“Are you sure, baby?” I asked as I threaded my fingers through his hair.

“Yes,” he said. “I’ve always trusted you, Jace. That was never the problem. I finally trust me. Even if I have a moment where the past tries to take this from us, I trust myself to get us past it. And if I can’t do it, I trust myself to tell you, instead of trying to deny what I’m feeling.”

I kissed him gently. “So proud of you, Caleb. I knew you’d see what I and everyone else see.”

“I’m starting to,” he said softly.

I took his hand and kissed it, then led him to the bedroom. The suite was extravagant, but in truth, I would have been just as happy to be back on Dalton’s boat in the too-small bed. I stopped by the huge bed, but didn’t lower Caleb on it. Instead, I began kissing him again. I took my time worshipping his body, careful not to take him too close to the edge. I knew there was probably a part of him that wanted to get the whole thing over with, just to prove to himself he could, but to me, he was a virgin, and I was going to make sure that his first time taking a man inside him was as memorable as he’d made the experience for me.

By the time I urged Caleb to lie down on the bed, he was shaking, but I knew it wasn’t with fear. I urged him on his stomach and then lavished attention on his back. There wasn’t a single part of him that I left unexplored. He was whimpering and grunting with nearly every caress of my tongue, but it wasn’t until my tongue found his hole that he began calling out my name.

It would hopefully be the first of many times he did that as I finally made him mine in every way.

Chapter 26

Caleb

By the time Jace rolled me onto my back and covered my body with his, I was begging him – literally begging him – for relief. He’d been torturing me for the better part of an hour. He’d rimmed me, he’d buried his fingers inside of me, he’d wrapped his gorgeous lips around my cock – he’d done all three in different combinations – but he hadn’t once sent me over the edge. He’d known just when to back off and when to start the blissful torment all over again. I could barely see for the sweat that was pouring down my brow, the words coming out of my mouth made little sense anymore, and my dick was so hard that it had become almost painful to have the expensive sheets scraping against the sensitive skin. Jace’s mouth seemed to be the only thing my dick wanted anywhere near it.

“Baby, open your eyes,” Jace murmured against my mouth. I could feel him hot and hard against my leg and I automatically tried to open my own legs so I could get his cock against mine. Maybe then he’d finally get us both off.

“Open your eyes, Caleb,” Jace repeated. I did as he said and immediately got lost in the burn in his gaze.

“Do you still want this?” he asked.

I managed a nod. When that didn’t seem to satisfy him, I quickly said, “Yes. I’m good, Jace. So very good.”

And it was true.

With all the sensual torture Jace had inflicted upon me, there hadn’t even been the possibility of comparing any of what he’d done to me to what I’d experienced in the past. Yes, I was still nervous about him actually being completely inside of me, but I knew that as long as I focused on him, everything would be okay.

Jace reached for a small bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand. I hadn’t even noticed it there before, but I realized he must have come up to the room during the reception at some point to get things ready so it would be one less thing to worry about. We’d stopped using condoms about a week ago after Jace had gotten tested. I’d been tested two years earlier as part of the case against my father, and since I hadn’t been with anyone since, it wasn’t something Jace had asked of me.

Jace kept his eyes on me even as he began working some of the lube into my body. I was pretty loose from his tongue and his fingers being inside of me several times already, so there was next to no pain – just a slight burning sensation that felt more good than bad. When Jace settled more of his weight on top of me, he said, “Keep your eyes on me.”

I nodded and closed my hands over his upper arms. He used his hand to guide himself to my opening. The second he began to push into me, I tensed up. Jace stilled and I shook my head. “No, keep going. I’m okay, Jace. I swear. It just feels… weird.” It wasn’t exactly the sexiest word to use, but it was what it was. Jace didn’t seem to mind, because he dropped his mouth onto mine and kissed me gently.