Guardian Angel (Angel's Halo MC 3)

“Y-yes,” I moaned. “Please. That feels so good.”

“I’m going to make this as good for you as I possibly can,” he growled, positioning himself at my entrance and pushing forward just a little. I watched in a fascination as the tip disappeared and my opening flooded even more, making his entrance easier.

Inch by inch he moved forward, stretching me deliciously. I’d expected it to hurt, but all I felt was a slight burning as he filled me and I wanted him far too much to worry about that slight discomfort. I watched in dazed enthrallment as he became one with me. Watching hiked up my own pleasure and I was starting to squirm, wanting him all the way in, wanting him to touch every inch of my inner being as much as he was touching my skin.

Sweat broke out across his rock-hard chest and dripped down his ripped stomach. With each exhale it sounded as if he were growling and that excited me even more. I loved the way he was stretching me, the way my sex kept sucking him deeper as if it had a mind of its own and knew that this man belonged right where he was…

Hawk stopped so suddenly I let out a small whimper in protest. Why was he stopping when it was feeling so damn good? Lifting my eyes I found his jaw clenched, his eyes wild with passion. “What’s wrong?” I asked. Had I done something wrong? Was I bad at this? Didn’t he like it?

“Just…letting you…get used to…this,” he gritted out. “Don’t want to…hurt…you.”

I might have thought I was in love Hawk until then, but in that moment I knew that I was. My heart truly, completely, forever belonged to this man. I didn’t want it back. If he was holding back like this, when I could see that it was costing him a lot to do so, then he must love me too.

Right?

“Y-you’re not hurting me,” I assured him and kissed his sweat-dampened chest. “Please, Hawk. I need you inside. All of you. Fill me up with your thickness.”

His eyes closed and he bit out a curse that described exactly what we were doing… No, I thought as he moved just a little deeper and met the barrier that I could give to only one person. No, this definitely isn’t fucking. This is making love. Hawk is making love to me.

When the tip brushed over my virginity I let out a small yelp, for the first time feeling truly uncomfortable. It wasn’t painful, but it definitely wasn’t the mind-numbing pleasure that I’d been experiencing up until right then. He stopped again and I could feel how tense he was from holding back for me. The man was about to explode.

I bit my lip as he rocked his hips slightly from side to side. It took my mind off the brief discomfort and my body began to catch fire again. This was so good, so incredibly good. I’d loved when he’d had his mouth on me there, but having him inside of me was ten times better.

Hawk dropped forward, holding himself up with his powerful arms so that he could kiss me. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll do it quick so it won’t hurt as bad.” His lips covered mine as he thrust his hips forward, hard.

All the pleasure I’d been feeling was gone in the blink of an eye. My body tensed with something other than desire and I cried out into his mouth. A few tears fell from my eyes, but the pain and intense burning faded just as quickly as it had come, and I realized that Hawk was completely inside of me.

Above me Hawk was breathing roughly, his big, hard body trembling as he continued to wait for me to adjust to having him so deeply inside of me. Warm, damp lips brushed over my cheek, kissing away one stray tear. “I’m sorry,” he growled. “I hoped I wouldn’t hurt you as much as this.”

I stroked my fingers down his sides, hoping that it would soothe him as he was trying to soothe me. “I’m not sorry. I’m fine, Hawk.”

“You sure?” He licked just under my ear, making me shiver. He was starting to get scruffy from a day’s growth of beard and it tickled in a delicious kind of way. “I…can wait.”

Licking my lips, I shook my head. “No, don’t

wait. It doesn’t hurt now, just a little tender.” I was going to be sore as hell in the morning, but right then it seemed worth it. My body was on fire for him. It knew how much pleasure was waiting on the other side and I wanted to go there again and again.

If I hadn’t been half crazy with passion I might have laughed at myself. One orgasm and I was turning into a sex-crazed nympho. I didn’t care, though. As long as it was Hawk giving me the orgasms I wanted as many as he would willingly give me.

“Thank fuck,” he groaned and moved his hips, pulling out of me a little and sliding back carefully. “I’m about to go insane, baby. You feel…so fucking good. Nothing’s ever been…this good.”

A shot of jealousy tried to invade my pleasure high, but I quickly squashed it back. I didn’t want to think about Hawk with other women, didn’t want to imagine him inside of someone else like this giving that female just as much pleasure as he was giving me. He was with me now, had asked me to become his ol’ lady. That meant something in his world, something big.

I was his and he had promised me that he was mine.

That might not be an avowal of love, but coming from a man as emotionally hard as Hawk I knew it might be as close as I would ever come to it. For now, that was good enough.

Hawk pulled his hips back again, almost completely leaving me. I whimpered in protest, not wanting to lose the fullness having him deep inside of me brought. Thrusting forward slowly, he caused me to cry out as he stretched me once more, his thickness rubbing over hypersensitive tissue in a way that made my nails sink into his sides as I tried to hold on to consciousness.

He sucked in a deep breath before laughing unevenly. “Like that?” All I could do was nod. I couldn’t have produced coherent words right then if my life depended on it. “More?” Again I nodded, my nails sinking even deeper as he thrust in and out of me a little rougher.

Oh damn. This is so fudging good!

“That’s it baby. Dig those nails into me. Make me bleed while I take you to heaven.” His thrusts became faster, harder and I loved every moment of it. If I closed my eyes I could actually picture his dick moving in and out of me. Each time he pulled away from me, my body tried to suck him back in. When he thrust so forcefully into me over and over again it welcomed him back with a small contraction.

“You’re killing me,” he growled, increasing his speed just a little more. “Fuck, girl, I can’t get enough.”

“Ah-h…” I moaned in reply. He chuckled, causing his chest to vibrate and rub across my hardened nipples. “Ah-h-h-h!” I moaned again.