Blaze (The Protectors Series) Book #10

by Teresa Gabelman

  His eyes went straight to her breasts as a sexy half grin curved his lips before he sniffed the air. With a growl, he closed the space between them, but instead of grabbing her in his arms, one large hand buried itself in her hair, moving the curly, wet mess between his fingers. He brought it up and inhaled.

  Katrina allowed her hand to move to his chest. Even clothed she could feel his hardness and wanted nothing more than to be against him, skin to skin. She wanted to touch skin so badly she could taste it. Slowly, she glided her fingers up his chest to his neck, her thumb rubbing softly against his skin. With only a second of hesitation, she clasped the back of his neck and pulled him down close enough that she could place her lips against where her thumb had been. Yeah, wanting him didn’t even come close to explaining what she was feeling.

  ******

  Blaze had knocked repeatedly on Katrina’s door and begun to worry when she didn’t answer. He knew she was in there because he had heard the shower. Checking the doorknob, he had walked in at the same time she had opened the door to the bathroom and stepped out. If he had doubts about his feelings for her before, seeing her standing before him, vulnerable with nothing hiding her from his view, made any doubts he had vanish.

  He stood still, waiting to see what she would do, but she had simply stared at him. And it wasn’t fear he recognized in her eyes. It was a need that matched his own. Stepping aside, he called for Sager to leave, but blocked the door so no one could see the beautiful sight only for his eyes. Once the dog, which took its fucking time, left the room, he shut the door and locked it. He watched her reaction to that closely, but she didn’t even flinch. Her eyes remained on his.

  Once again, he just stood. He needed to make sure. His eyes raked down her body, stopping on her generous breasts tipped with pale pink nipples that begged for his touch. His mouth watered. His dick, which was already hard, hardened even more to the point of being painful. He could smell her desire with just a whiff of air.

  “You want me?” It was a statement, but he posed it like a question just to hear her answer.

  Her words almost drove him over the edge of any self-control he had left. “Isn’t it obvious?”

  He rushed her, but didn’t want to frighten her, so he did what he had wanted to do since seeing her for the first time. He reached out and clasped a handful of her hair, rubbing the thick strands between his fingers. In his life, he had seen many things, but nothing as beautiful as the young woman standing naked before him.

  Her hand against his chest felt right as it ran up to his neck. Her touch against his skin was liberating, as if having the power to break past his barriers and setting him free from his past. Not many touched him; he had allowed few to do so. The women he’d had in the past were usually taken from behind, and he’d done the touching, always. When she cupped the back of his neck, urging him closer, he allowed it and was fucking happy he did because her lips against his neck was mind-blowing. He couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like when he was buried deep inside her. Jesus, it just might be the very thing that killed him, sending him over the edge to never return.

  With his hand still buried in her hair, he gently tugged her head back, their lips so close her breath caressed him, and took what now belonged to him. No man would ever know the feel of her hair, the feel of her lips, or witness the beauty of her pale body. Fuck his good intentions of staying away from her. She was his. Mind, body, and soul. He claimed her as his own.

  Knowing he should take it slowly, he pretty much fucked that up when their lips met. He crushed her mouth against his, his tongue parting her lips. She met his kiss with an urgency that matched his. His free hand landed on her ribs and slid down around to her bare ass. For someone with such a small stature, she had an ass that would bring any man to his knees, especially an ass man like himself. She had hidden a lot of herself in her oversized clothing, but he had known that she had a body underneath all that cloth.

  His mouth left hers as he cupped her ass and with one arm, brought her up his body. His lips and mouth played against her skin as she rose higher, until her tits were face level to him. She had wrapped her legs around him and he wished he had removed his shirt so her bare pussy could rest against his skin. Her hands clasped loosely on his shoulders, pushing her tits together, and he could no longer resist. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he reached down with his other hand, which had been in her hair, to adjust himself. When that didn’t work, he undid his jeans to free himself before he did some damage. His hand wrapped around his cock to give himself more relief as his mouth continued to taste her.

  After a few moments of him pleasuring himself, Katrina’s small hand touched his cock, almost sending him over the edge. His balls tightened painfully, but he fought with everything he had to regain control.

  “Goddamn,” he growled, taking her hand in his, showing her exactly how to take control, but she didn’t need help. She pulled away from him, and he let her slide down his body. While she carefully unzipped his pants the rest of the way, he pulled his shirt off. He started to look down, but before he did, he felt wet lips take his length, and his focus went straight to hell.

  Seeing Katrina’s red head bobbing up and down along his cock was almost more than he could take. He had to stiffen his legs, which had begun to shake. One hand went directly to the wall in front of him to hold himself up. Holy fuck, she was going to kill him. His free hand automatically went to the top of her head as she continued. He couldn’t find it in himself to stop her. What fucking man would? Not only was she taking his whole length, but she used her tongue in ways that he didn’t think possible. Knowing he had to stop her before he totally fucked up the mood by exploding, he clenched his jaw and slowly pulled her off, all the while wondering if he was a fucking idiot.

  “Was I doing it wrong?” Katrina glanced up at him, her eyes wide with desire.

  “Jesus, where in the fuck did you learn to do that?” Blaze pulled her up off her knees. “And you definitely weren’t doing it wrong.”

  “Really? I have no gag reflex so I figured I’d be pretty good.” She looked proud. “I always wanted to do it, but—”

  “What? You’ve never…?” Blaze couldn’t have heard her right. Well, he heard about the no gag reflex, and what fucking man on the face of the earth didn’t want to hear that? So, okay, how in the hell did he go about asking if she had sucked another man’s dick without embarrassing her and then demanding who the motherfucker was so he could cut the bastard’s dick off?

  “No, but I’ve seen….” Katrina stopped, looking embarrassed.

  “Never hold anything from me. I will not judge you, Katrina.” Blaze tilted her chin up.

  “I’ve watched girls do it before, but I never had anyone I wanted to do it with,” Katrina said shyly. “Until you.”

  Blaze’s growl was possessive. “And I’ll be the only son of a bitch you do it to.”

  With a grin, she started to go back to her knees with excitement, but he stopped her.

  Blaze groaned and chuckled at the same time. Fuck, she was insatiable. How fucking lucky was he? But it was his time to make her feel. “It’s my turn now, beautiful.” With that, he picked her up, kicked his boots and jeans off, and headed toward the bed, his eyes roaming all over her body the whole time. “Definitely my turn.”

  Chapter 10

  He laid her on the bed, and neither of them wasted time. They knew exactly what they wanted and had no problem going for it. Katrina was in such a state of bliss she didn’t realize how close he was to touching her between her thighs until his hand was already there. When he touched her core, she stiffened, and he followed suit, stopping.

  “Katrina?” Blaze raised himself on his elbows above her.

  “I’m sorry.” Katrina bit her lip, looking up at him under lowered lashes. She should have been paying more attention, but this man had a mouth and hands that turned her mind to complete mush. She should have been ready for the pain, but his touch there had surprised her. “I’m
fine.”

  “Has someone hurt you?” His voice was no longer soft. The desire in his eyes cleared as he stared down at her. “Do not lie to me.”

  Okay, this was not a conversation she wanted to have with this man, ever, and sure as hell not at this moment. “No.” When his frown deepened, she sighed. “I know it hurts, but you have a way of making me forget about that.”

  Blaze growled with a scowl. “Hurt?”

  “And well, it wasn’t really pleasant like I thought it would be, but it was for him,” Katrina replied, hoping she hadn’t messed up by telling him this.

  With a snort, Blaze angled up, resting on his side. “Oh, I’m sure the motherfucker enjoyed it,” Blaze cursed, then continued, “Who? Was it that Breaker asshole?”

  Katrina pushed away and sat up. She was disappointed when he let her, but unfortunately, the mood had shifted. She grabbed a pillow to cover herself up, but he snatched it and threw it on the floor.

  “I had no idea I would ever be leaving the MC, so I gave in to him.” Katrina shrugged, wishing with everything she had that she was pure for Blaze. As stupid as that sounded, she really wanted that for not only herself, but for him. “If I had known I’d meet you, it never would have happened. After the first time with Breaker, I tried to avoid him completely. I even did my best to set up other women to be available who wanted to be with him. Most of the time that worked, but not always.” There, she’d put it out there. It was time to see how he responded.

  “Did he hurt you?” Blaze asked again, his eyes had softened slightly at her words.

  “I’m not naïve, Blaze.” She avoided the question. “I’ve known what goes on since I was a young girl, too young to know, but I did. All I had to do was walk out of my room and see someone screwing on the steps, in a corner, on that nasty couch or the pool table. When I got older, I guess I wanted to experience something, and well, I got tired of Breaker pushing and pushing, so I gave in. I didn’t see a life for me outside the MC. I was weak. I regret it, I hated it, and honestly, I don’t even know why I want to do it so badly with you because as I said, it wasn’t pleasant for me.”

  Blaze remained on his side, propped up on his arm and naked on her bed staring at her. He was quiet for so long she was afraid to even know what he was thinking.

  “It always hurts the first time, Katrina.” Blaze finally spoke.

  “Really?” Katrina frowned because that definitely hadn’t been her experience. Maybe there was something wrong with her.

  “Any man worth a shit will make sure that after the initial pain, the woman will soon forget about the discomfort. Obviously this dumb fuck didn’t do that,” Blaze said with a growl.

  “No, he just grunted while he—” Katrina started, but Blaze hissed.

  “Enough.” He pulled her into his arms. “If you don’t want me finding the bastard to kill him right now, then don’t say another word.”

  “I wish it had been you,” Katrina said as she touched the side of his cheek. “I wish you had been my first.”

  Blaze lowered his head and kissed her lightly. “I will be your first because you will forget everything, and I mean every-fucking-thing about that bastard.”

  “I never had feelings for him,” Katrina felt she needed to add. “I just felt at the time I had no choice. My father’s word was law, and he was who my father had chosen for me.”

  “So, you won’t cry when I take him out?” Blaze asked, and she knew he was teasing, but she wasn’t. “Because that is what will happen.”

  “No.” Katrina shivered with fear. “Because once he knows about this with you, he will kill me. I’m property of the Iron Drakes. Me running hasn’t changed that, and with my father giving me to Breaker, I’m now his property. If you want to walk away now, Blaze, I’ll understand. I should have told you all of this before it went this far.”

  Katrina was surprised when Blaze laid her back on the bed. He kissed his way down her body, across her stomach, and down to her core. His warm breath lingered over her, making her shiver with desire and need so strong she wanted to scream. His eyes told her more than his words ever could. He was not going anywhere.

  ******

  As Blaze tasted Katrina’s wetness while making love to her with his mouth, her words hammered in his brain. Walk away? Never! He stroked her with his tongue with a feverish need to cherish, to show her he was going nowhere. Knowing she was close, he rose, kissing and licking the inside of her thighs. Carefully he touched her. She was so wet with need that he wanted to ram inside her, but he needed to be sure she was completely ready. She would feel no pain from him; he would cut his own throat before he caused her harm.

  His fingers touched her as one by one, he slipped them inside. She was tight, but with three fingers he pumped inside her, priming her.

  She clutched his shoulders, trying to bring herself toward him. “Please, Blaze.” She panted, pumping her hips up to meet his thrusting fingers. “I can’t….”

  A satisfied male grin broke over his face as he moved further up between her legs. He used her wetness on his hand to coat his cock.

  “I love watching you do that.” Katrina sighed between pants as she observed him moving his palm up and down his length.

  Blaze groaned at her unembarrassed confession. With a few more yanks just for her, he pressed the head of his throbbing cock against her. Lifting one of her legs, he slowly pushed himself into her warmth and commanded himself to take it slow, because all he wanted to do was ram inside and fuck her hard. That would come later. Right now he was going to take it slow until she was ready. He used his power to heat his body and knew she was feeling it inside her when her eyes opened wide.

  “Oh. My. God.” She panted heavily, her head slowly going back and forth on the pillow. “That feels amazing.”

  Confident that she had adjusted to his size perfectly, he moved faster, watching her closely for any signs of pain, but he saw only pleasure, which was the only thing he ever wanted to bring her. Suddenly her heavy eyes opened, meeting his.

  “You don’t have to hold back, Blaze.” Her voice was hoarse with desire. “I’m ready for whatever you have.”

  “I don’t want to—” Blaze started, but she stopped him.

  “If you want me to beg, I will.” She gave him a lopsided smile. “I need more, please.”

  With a moan, Blaze picked up his pace, and she was absolutely right. She was more than ready for what he had to give her, because she gave as good as she got.

  He honestly didn’t know who took who over the edge or if it was a joint effort. He didn’t really care. He lay on her with his weight mostly on his arms as they both breathed heavily without saying a word.

  “Thank you,” Katrina whispered with a sigh.

  Blaze thought for a moment before lifting his head enough to look over at her. “What in the hell are you thanking me for?” He cocked his eyebrow at her.

  She shrugged, her eyes shifting away, embarrassed. “For this.” She smiled shyly when she looked back at him.

  Reaching over, he gently pulled her closer. “You’re welcome.” He kissed her lips softly. “But it is I who should be doing the thanking. Those lips of yours are magic.”

  “I can’t believe I told you I had no gag reflex.” Katrina groaned, covering her face. “I did say that, didn’t I? It’s hard to think when you’re looking at me with those eyes.”

  “Yes, you definitely said that.” Blaze grinned, which he didn’t do much, and it felt foreign on his face, but this woman had a way of getting through every wall and barrier he had spent decades building.

  “Well, it’s true.” Katrina laughed while Blaze groaned. He watched her face become serious as she stared at him. “Blaze, I promise I don’t expect anything just because of… this.”

  He was surprised and curious as to where this was coming from. She went from laughing to letting him off the hook, so to speak. “Why the fuck do you say that?”

  Katrina played with a strand of hair, her eyes not meeting
his. “I know who you are and I know what I am. I don’t want to embarrass you or anything.”

  “Stop.” Blaze shook his head. “First of all, what you are? I’ll tell you what you are. You are a beautiful, smart woman who walked away from a life being you and not someone people assumed you would be. You’re a good person, Katrina. Never forget that. And why don’t we just take what is going on between us one day at a time?” he lied, knowing that she was his.

  “Okay.” Her eyes shifted to his as she nodded.

  Blaze’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t play nicely with others. I’m not saying you’re my property, you’re more than that as a person. But I will say that no man will touch you. You understand?”

  “Yes,” Katrina replied, her eyes also narrowing slightly as her nose scrunched. “I don’t play nicely either.”

  Blaze once again laughed. “Understood.” He touched the side of her face before pulling away and grabbing his jeans. He pulled out money and handed it to her. When she looked offended, he quickly explained. “Poker money. That’s why I came here.”

  “Oh.” Katrina took the money with a chuckle. “I thought I was going to have to slap you.”

  “Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been smacked by a pissed-off woman.” Blaze began to dress.

  “Really?” Katrina did the same. “So, Blaze, exactly how many women have you had.”

  Giving her an “I will not be discussing that with you” look, Blaze grinned. “So you really think you can double my money?”

  Katrina smiled widely. “Most definitely.” She stood proudly. “Like taking candy from a baby.”

  He couldn’t resist. He pulled her into his arms for one last kiss before they left. He knew Sid and the rest were probably wondering where in the hell they were, but he didn’t give a fuck, and if he didn’t pull away from her sweet body now, they would be waiting longer. Letting her go, he steadied her when she weaved.