Her Guardian Angel (Fire and Snow)

by Khloe Wren

  Up ahead he saw the drive to her place. He slowed the car and pulled up in front of the garage. He cut the engine then looked over at Adele. Hot damn, she was sexy. Her eyes were hooded in the darkness of the car, and he could hear her rapid breathing. The smell of her arousal increased as he watched her. She was as turned on as him. He ran a hand over the side of her face, holding her steady; he leaned over for a kiss. As soon as his lips touched hers, she parted hers for him, inviting him in. Without a moment's hesitation, he deepened the kiss, consuming her mouth until they were both breathless. He slowly pulled back and released her.

  "I think we best move this inside, love."

  ~ * ~

  Adele could barely function enough to get out the car after the passion-filled kiss Dominic had laid on her. He'd completely possessed her, dominated her. And she'd loved it. She managed to grab hold of her handbag, but the door handle was a different matter entirely. Her fingers simply refused to function. Within moments Dominic was there, opening the way for her. As she slid out, Dominic stepped up to her and she glided down his body until her feet hit the ground.

  Her head, that had just started to clear, reeled as she found herself surrounded by his power and heat. Despite his strength, he gently cradled her against his hard body. If he hadn't been holding her when he kissed her again, she would have ended up on the ground as her knees buckled. She moaned into him; so turned on and they hadn't even made it inside the house yet! She nipped his bottom lip. He growled low and sexy, deep in his throat. She pulled back as much as she could in his tight embrace.

  "We really need to get inside, mon amour. The neighbors do not need us to provide their entertainment for the evening."

  Adele shivered when Dominic suddenly moved back from her. With him gone, she felt instantly cold, empty. It was crazy. He was standing just in front of her. She looked up to see him scrutinize the street, like he was checking to see if they had in fact given any neighbors a show. Then he gazed down into her face with such heat, she melted against the car.

  "Keys, beautiful," he hoarsely whispered.

  On autopilot she reached into her handbag and grabbed her house keys. So far under Dominic's spell, she didn't realize she had dropped them into his waiting palm until the sound of his deep chuckle tickled her ear drums. Mesmerized, Adele didn't react as he put his shoulder against her tummy. A small squeak of surprise escaped as he lifted her in a fireman's hold.

  "What on earth are you doing Dominic? I can walk, you know." She so hoped none of her neighbors were watching; she felt slightly foolish.

  "I'm carrying you inside, beautiful, because I'm not so sure of your ability to walk--and I can't wait much longer to have you. This way is quicker."

  Okay. He had a point about the walking thing. The fresh wave of heat between her thighs attested to exactly how much she liked Dominic's caveman antics. His grip on her thigh tightened as she heard a squeak of a door opening. She clenched her abs against his muscular shoulder as he strode into the house. Her breath hitched as he lowered her feet to the floor. She felt cold as he left her to close and lock the door. Missing his warmth, she pounced on him before he could turn back toward her, molding her curves against him. She felt a zing of satisfaction race through her as he groaned. Unsure of how to continue, she began to dot light kisses over his upper back. The cool cotton grazed against her lips, easing her nervousness.

  She wanted Dominic like she'd never wanted anything before. She couldn't stop thinking about him. Day and night, thoughts of this man consumed her mind and body. She wasn't worried about not knowing what to do next, she was pretty sure Dominic was too dominant a male to allow her to take the lead--especially this first time.

  Sure enough, moments later, she found herself with her back pressed against the front door. Dominic ground his hips into hers. With a will of their own, her legs parted to make more room for him. As his mouth nipped and nibbled its way over her neck and up her jaw to her ear, he ran his hands down her sides, over her hips and down her thighs. He cupped her bottom and lifted her.

  "Wrap your legs around me, beautiful."

  His voice was so hoarse. His hands remained on her as she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She couldn't stop the gasp as her hot core settled on the hard ridge of the erection through his jeans. The thin cotton of her cargos and thin satin and lace of her g-string provided little barrier from the roughness of the denim against her.

  Dominic’s voice was so hoarse. His hands remained on her as she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Adele couldn't stop the gasp as her hot core settled on the hard ridge of the erection through his jeans. The thin cotton of her cargos and thin satin and lace of her G-string provided little barrier from the roughness of the denim against her.

  Dominic lifted her away from the door and hissed in her ear as he inadvertently rubbed against her. Smiling, she nuzzled her face into his neck, breathing his scent deep into her. The fact he was so on edge, that his muscles pulled taut around her, warmed her heart and soul. Without ceasing her attack on his skin with kisses and nips on his neck and shoulders, Adele chuckled as he all but ran to her room. Stopping short at the end of her bed and releasing her, Dominic allowed her to slide down and put her feet back on the floor.

  As soon as her feet landed, she remembered the candles she'd planned on lighting and began to back away.

  "Where do you think you're going, beautiful?" He growled playfully at her.

  "I won't be a minute, just wanted to light some candles so we can turn the light off."

  With a wink, she headed for her bedside cupboard, lit the candles quickly then headed over to turn off the light. Warmth flowed through her as Dominic viewed her room with desire and approval. Adele had gone to a lot of effort for tonight. Her room was spotless, the sheets clean and fresh, made up with hospital precision--some training just stuck, she couldn't help it. His eyebrow rose slightly when he glanced at the bed. The butterflies in her stomach took flight at the thought of Dominic’s reaction to her other surprises.

  A quick replay of her afternoon flashed through her mind. Shopping on her way home to splash out on some sexy lingerie. Adele’s feet shifted nervously and her G-string pulled tight against her flesh. Yeah, she was rocking a lovely little baby blue satin and lace ensemble beneath her cream cargo pants and baby pink fitted shirt tonight. There had also been a visit to a salon, where her usual eyebrow and leg wax was done before working up the nerve to be big and brave and have other places waxed. Boy, that had hurt like a bitch. Smiling to herself, Adele wondered what Dominic's reaction would be to that particular surprise.

  Still hovering by the door, lost in her thoughts and feeling a little nervous, Dominic turned slowly toward her with his eyes full of passion and hunger. He tilted his head toward her and crooked a finger.

  "Come to me, my love."

  His voice was all deep and smooth and sent shivers of delight and desire over her whole body, pooling in her lower belly. Adele was rapidly loosing control. Dominic had her so ramped up she couldn't think straight. She shyly walked over to stand in front of him. Damn, he smelled so good. Her eyes drooped as she took a deep breath. He chuckled quietly.

  "Like what you smell, my love?"

  Was he kidding? She loved what she smelled.

  "Hmmm, I do. Like the forest, fresh but spicy. I love how you smell." She nuzzled her face into his neck as he lowered his head into hers and inhaled deeply.

  "Your scent is simply intoxicating to me, my love. It's vanilla and sunshine and just now, it's laced with your delicious arousal."

  Dominic's words had her head spinning. She barely noticed his hands trail down her sides and under the bottom edge of her shirt. He grabbed the bottom and lifted it over her head. As soon as she was free from her shirt, she heard him suck in a breath and whisper "nice, love, very nice" as he traced the edge of the lace and satin bra with his fingertip. He lowered his head to hers to devour her mouth once again
as he unbuttoned and unzipped her cargos. He pulled back slightly as her cargos dropped to the floor to pool around her feet.

  "Hmm, aren't you full of surprises tonight, my sweet Adele," his voice heavy with his arousal, causing her fingers to ache with the need to touch him.

  "I wanted it to be special," she confessed quietly as she looked at the floor. She was a little worried about his reaction now that it had come time for her to reveal herself. She felt Dominic's hand slide up her neck and tilt her head up so she was looking at him.

  "I love you, Adele. Tonight will be so special and I love that you went to all this effort. It shows me that you love me too."

  He kissed her before she could respond. She reached for the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up his torso, running her hands over his ribbed stomach as she went higher. He pulled back from her mouth and striped it off. She licked her lips as she took in his upper body. He was massive and so muscular. She ran her tingling fingers up his tight abs and over his pecs--which clenched beneath her touch--over his broad shoulders then down his thick biceps. She gripped his left arm, tilting it toward her. He had a tattoo down the outside of the upper half. She'd seen glimpses of it but never had a chance to have a good look before now. She ran her fingertips over the detailed black design of what appeared to be an almost oriental looking umbrella with a lotus flower at the base and a ribbon coming down from the bottom of the umbrella.

  "It's a Tibetan Umbrella, it symbolizes protection."

  His voice was proud. This tattoo was special to him. Not just some ink he'd acquired on a whim. She grinned widely. Protection. How appropriate.

  "It's beautiful."

  She released his wrist and continued her exploration of his exposed skin. It didn't take long for him to loose patience. He bent down and lifted her up before she found herself being gently tossed on the bed. A giggle escaped her throat as she bounced on the firm mattress.

  Adele watched as Dominic made quick work of his clothing. She held her breath as she watched him inhale deeply and lower his boxer-briefs. Arousal shuddered through her system leaving her panting at the sight of his hard throbbing erection.

  Adele sucked in a breath; her butterflies were going berserk at the sight Dominic presented. He stood tall and confident, with his erection long, thick and pointing straight at her as if directing him. She took in his whole body from feet to head and she settled on his beautiful face. She could see the hint of vulnerability in his eyes. Her heart melted as she realized he was worried about her opinion of him.

  "You are amazing, mon amour. So beautiful. So strong," Adele told him as he knelt on the edge of the bed and began slowly crawling toward her with his head dropped down. He looked almost feline in his smooth movements. An image of her chaton sprung to mind as she watched him approach her. He licked, kissed and nipped her skin from her toes up until he settled between her legs. His nose against the satin he pressed in, inhaling deeply as he nuzzled. He rose slightly, gently took the edge of her g-string between his teeth and lowered the garment down her legs. Watching him remove her clothing with his teeth had a gush of cream leaving her, coating the tops of her thighs; she arched up under the intense emotions flowing through her.

  "Hmmm, more surprises my love."

  ~ * ~

  Dominic couldn't believe what lay in front of him. Adele had waxed every hair from her body from her ankles to her hips. Her flesh was bare to him. Using his thumbs, he parted her lower lips. He could see she was glistening and the tops of her thighs were wet too. He couldn't stand it any longer, he wanted to explore her more but the scent of her cream was just too intoxicating to ignore. While holding her open, he leaned forward, flattened his tongue and licked her back to front before sucking down. As soon as his mouth closed over her, she came, filling his mouth with her sweet cream. He groaned as her taste exploded across his senses and flowed down his throat. Nirvana. She tasted so good. He kept at her until she had come once more before he moved up her body. Her hips cradled his body, his hard length pressed against her folds where her heat and moisture scolded him. He kissed her with all the love he felt for her as her hands came up to hold his face to hers and she began rocking her hips ever so slightly beneath him. Suddenly, she jerked away from his lips. He opened his eyes and cocked an eyebrow in query of her sudden movement.

  "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.

  Hear her screams.

  He'd spent the last two weeks searching and still no sign of her. He'd spent the first week scouring Strahan, but the only trace he'd been able to find was some bloody handprints on a Salvo's clothing bin near his house. Now he was in Queenstown and he'd been methodically searching the town for any sign of her but to no avail. Bloody hell, he wished he'd bothered to find out what her name was. He'd not cared what her or her mother's names were while they were under his control. It hadn't been important. They were both his slaves. Possessions didn't need a name. But now that he couldn't find her, he really wished he'd demanded that one of them tell him, to make it easier to trace her.

  After he finished cleaning himself up, he sat down at the table in his room with a map of the Cradle Mountains and the surrounding region. Which way had she gone? There were only two main roads out of Strahan, one that headed east to Queenstown and another that headed north to Zeehan. There was a main road running from Queenstown to Rosebery that cut across close to Zeehan. Probably best to take that road. Given that she'd had two weeks, he doubted she would be on the road between Strahan and Zeehan. If she was, it would be because she'd died from her injuries. Shit. She better not be dead. He started rubbing the center of his chest at the ache that formed at the thought of his slave dead.