Christian (The Protectors Book 1)

by L. Ann Marie

  ‘Yeah. I got it today. I’m glad you’re okay. I watched Nick and Prez. You did it too Christian. You kept both Clubs safe.’

  I smile. It feels incredible knowing I didn’t fuck it up. ‘Yeah.’

  ‘Watch Mucimi. He’s bringing more in. VP has a surprise for you. It’s good. I gotta go.’

  Fuckin’ kid is gone. Mucimi’s bringing more. Jesus I hope they aren’t fuckin’ babies. Dean walks out of the bathroom and my dick is hard. Fuck. I put Mucimi away and watch her.

  She’s nervous so I put my arm out. “Got you a blue Patriot. It’s an SUV, but small and cute like you.”

  She’s on her hands and knees crawling toward me and stops. What a fuckin’ sight she makes just like that. “I like the name.”

  I smile, she has no clue about cars. “That’s why I picked it. The Compass is too small. This one you can fit a kid in the back.” Her expression changes to confused. It hits me. “I don’t have kids. I hope you want them.”

  I get that smile. She sits facing me. “I never thought about a husband and kids. It’s different when you can’t touch people.”

  I got that from her when I could read everything she thought. “I was the same way, Dakota too, so I think it’s normal for people like us. For me it’s like a whole new world opened up for me and I get all those dreams I missed out on as a kid.”

  She smiles nodding her head. “That’s exactly how I feel. I was thinking it in the shower. I’m slammed with teenage raging hormones. It’s about time.”

  I crack up. She’s cute. She hits my chest and I hold her hand there. “Let’s explore your raging hormones.” I give her hand a tug and she lands on my chest. I push the pain away and kiss her. My hand slides under her shirt and right up her back. She pushes her tits into my chest and I moan loving that feeling. I move her so she’s straddling my dick and not pushing on my chest. Fuck this may not have been a good idea, but it feels fuckin’ good right now. Sitting up I break the kiss and look in her eyes. She wants more, but she’s scared. “You stop me when you need to. Yeah?”

  She looks like she doesn’t believe me. I wait needing to hear her agree. “You’re not a teenager Christian.” She doesn’t say anymore and I wish for the millionth time I could read her.

  “That means I know better than to take more than you’re willing to give. This isn’t about me babe. If it doesn’t feel right, you tell me and we stop. Yeah?”

  All her worry leaves her face. “Yeah.”

  I pull her shirt off watching her eyes. “We start here. I get to put my mouth anywhere and I want it on your tits. My whole fuckin’ life I dreamed of doing this.” My hands slide up and I take her hard nipples rolling them while she watches my eyes. She lets out a soft moan and my dick jerks under her. Jesus. Her hips rock against it and I moan.

  She stops. “Is it okay to do that?”

  “Anything you want is what you do baby. There is no wrong here. Your pussy grinding into me feels fuckin’ good.” I can’t wait and get her tit in my mouth—moaning again. She purrs and I’m lost in the feel of my tongue on her nipple. I’ve pictured it a million times. Giving the whores what they need to get off is one thing, but actually feeling it is indescribable. I don’t want to get her off with my mind, I want to feel every bit of it. She runs her hands down my shoulders to my arms and grinds down harder. “You’re fuckin’ beautiful Dean. I love your hands on me. Show me where you want my mouth baby.” She grabs my head and moves me from her neck back to her tit. I lick and nip getting the most erotic sounds I’ve ever heard. Her hips are moving faster. “Slow baby. It will feel better.” She slows and moans.

  “I don’t know what to do to.” She’s breathing hard and sounds frustrated.

  I smile against her tit. I know what she’s looking for and I want the first taste. I look in her eyes. “Trust me.” She nods and I flip her to her back on the side of me. I suspend me over her and her eyes are bugging out. “The cast babe.” She nods looking relieved. I kiss her and move me down—making my way to her shorts. She’s pushing up into me, but not stopping me so I slide them down smelling her sweet scent as I do. Just the thought of my mouth on her has me ready to come. When her shorts are off, I look at her panties covering where I want to be. Women and the fuckin’ panties. I rip them and she moans. “Baby put your hands on your tits. It will help you get to where you want to be.” She gives me an embarrassed look. “Me too, nothing like seeing a woman please herself.” Her hands move and I moan. “Fuck baby just like that. Jesus that’s beautiful.” She watches me lifting her hips up. I give her what she’s looking for and put my mouth on her.

  “Oh, my God.” She moans loud and I lose myself hitting everything she needs and loving the taste of her. I want her scent all over me. Jesus I’m like a fuckin’ Neanderthal, but I want everything from Dean marking me as hers. I have no doubt of her being mine. When she’s ready to come, I raise her up at an angle so I can watch and stroke her inside on that little bump that will send her into that ecstasy I saw on her face. She screams and I roll her clit one last time. I watch her come and think using my mind to get her off isn’t so bad if I can touch and taste her like this. Her body is bucking and shaking and that look is fuckin’ with my control. I put my mouth back on her taking everything she’s giving to me and lose it grinding my dick into the bed. Holy fuck do I lose it, exploding into my clothes, for-fuckin’-ever.

  Laying my head on her thigh I catch my breath then smile. She’s all over my face and I fuckin’ love it. Raising up, I suspend over her—kissing her delicious body as I go. When I get to her mouth I kiss it smiling. She’s zoned out. She kisses me back, but has nothing left. “Thank you my beautiful Little Pixie. You taste as good as you smell.” She moans and I laugh. “You’re spent babe. Let me clean us up and you can sleep.”

  She pulls my hair and kisses my lips. “Amazing.”

  I smile and she yawns. Not what I was hoping for, but I get what the release does to women so I’m not offended. “Let me clean you up babe.”

  A towel comes to me and I take it and wash her up. I dry her with the next and send the wet towel back so I can clean the fuckin’ mess I made of myself. She’s smiling with her eyes taking longer to open. I like that smile or maybe I just like knowing that I put it there and I did it touching her. Her eyes don’t open again. I kiss each one then her lips and position myself so I’ll be laying beside her again. Before I lower, I lose my clothes then clean myself up. I send everything to the washer while I lower back down and pull her over to me. Her naked body has me hard and I think of teenage raging hormones, laughing quietly.

  I jump so I can tell Hawk I did it all with my hands and mouth actually on her body. I’m not telling him about stroking her g-spot. He wouldn’t understand.

  Chapter Nine

  Dean

  Oh. My. God. My hips and eyes roll at the same time. “That feels so good,” I mumble out.

  “Mmm. You grinding against my leg just wasn’t enough my Little Pixie. I moved us so I can get you what you need.”

  I open my eyes and my breath catches. We’re in the damn air. Like above the bed in the air! “Christian!”

  “Shhh baby I won’t ever hurt you. Just feel. You’re so fuckin’ wet. Feel my fingers sliding against your pussy.”

  With one hand on my ass and the other rolling my clit I can see the benefit of being in the air and roll my hips with his fingers. He pushes his package into me and I look down wanting to touch him. He’s watching his hand so I do. Not sure if he’s going to get mad I watch his face as my hand wraps around him.

  His body moves out a little and he moans looking at my face. “I love your hand on me baby.”

  “Show me what to do.” He’s hard and silky soft, it’s an oxymoron I think and smile when my hand tightens and moves down then slides back up. “Let me.” He smiles and I move my hand myself.

  “Fuck, yeah.” He slides a finger in me and my breath catches. “Trust me baby. Just relax.”

  I grip him tighter and try
to relax. His thumb moves and I forget everything, but how amazing his hands feel on me. His mouth goes to my nipple and I’m ready to float away. I hold his head right there loving when he bites down. His hand moves and I feel pressure at my ass, but can’t stop moving with his hand. “It feels so good Christian,” I moan out, pushing against his hands.

  “It does. I’m going to come with you babe just let it happen.” He’s breathing fast and it’s turning me on. I hold him tighter and he moans. “Fuckin’ perfect. Come for me Dean.”

  My whole body shivers then ignites. “Christian!”

  * * *

  Christian

  I think about her coming on my hand the whole time I’m drying her. Jesus. I shake my head and look at her face. She’s smiling. “Go get dressed baby.”

  She bends to kiss me and laughs. “You need to put me down.”

  Fuck. I lower her and she walks away laughing.

  I wash and throw shorts and a Security shirt on. Considering I look like I was hit by a Mack truck, I feel pretty good. I get coffee going and a bagel in the toaster then suspend my way down the stairs. I could have gotten up to the room last night, but Dakota and Jessie needed to bring me. When I get to the kitchen, Dean is standing in the doorway. I stop and take her in. I’m a lucky bastard. She’s a tiny pixie built like a wet dream and she’s mine. “Dean?”

  She turns looking like she’s ready to laugh. “I wanted to see you make breakfast.”

  I smile and hug her. “It’s a habit.” I keep my hand on her back and guide her to the table. Keeping my hands on her is never going to get old.

  “I like it almost as much as you babying me.” She sits and I get us coffee sending the bagel to her. “Do you have cream cheese?”

  I get it and a knife for her while sending another bagel to the toaster. “Babying you?” I sit looking at her.

  “Giving me a bath like a baby.”

  I think about that. “I like my hands on you and it’s how it’s done.”

  She spreads enough cream cheese on her bagel to choke a horse and stands up walking to the fridge. “I like your hands on me too. I didn’t know it could be like this. I’m so glad we moved here.” She comes back with jelly and sits. I don’t need to read her to see what she’s planning and get a clean knife so I’m not eating cheese with my jelly. She smiles plucking the knife out of the air. “Serenity hates it too.”

  We talk about the day and she’s surprised that I’m going to work. “I’ll be okay and I can come home if I’m not. You need the address here so you can get into classes. Do you need money for them?”

  She’s staring at me. “No, and I can use my address.”

  What the fuck? “Prez is moving Serenity onto the Compound so she’ll be safe. You’re staying here.”

  I feel her getting pissed and I don’t like it. “Would it be too much for you to ask me questions before you just decide how I should live?”

  “I’m not deciding how you should live, just where. Do you want to leave?” She’d have to walk over my dead body. Now she’s going to cry? I’m never understanding women.

  “No, but ask me first. You order things like I’m one of the men in your Protector army. I’m a grown woman that wants to be treated like one.”

  “There’s almost as many women as men in that army. I’m not trying to order you to do anything. You’ll need an address for the school. I was just going to get your phone and put it in.”

  Her whole body relaxes. “Sorry. This is new for me. I don’t know how to live with someone, and your words come out like orders. I’m living here, driving a new car, getting my license, my sister is being moved, I get a card and ID, have to shop when you do and I was given a job all because you said so. At some point, you need to learn to ask. I have money to pay for school. I need a bank, but I’m sure I can find one here. I’ve never made decisions just for me. Leave me something so I can do that.”

  I think about what I said. Maybe saying, you’re staying here was a bit much. “Can I put the address in your phone?”

  She rolls her eyes at me and I want to laugh. “I don’t have one, the phone we used is Serenity’s.”

  “I’ll...” Fuck. “Can I order you one? It will be here by the time you’re done with work.”

  She smiles. Jesus this is almost too much work. “If the bill comes to me.”

  “Princes own the satellite. It’s not much of a bill.”

  Her hands move and I watch the cream cheese and jelly shift on the bagel. “The bill still comes to me.” I nod and a glob falls on the table. With the towel right behind her she grabs the knife and scoops the mess back onto the pile on her bagel. “Thanks for not rushing to clean it up for me.” She smiles like it matters that I didn’t.

  I send the towel back to the sink thinking I can clean the table before we leave. I’m not saying another fuckin’ word or doing anything that she might not like. I thought she was going to be easy. Eating my bagel seems safe so I do that.

  She laughs and I look at her. “That’s driving you crazy, isn’t it?”

  I look at the table then back at her. “Yeah.”

  Her whole face gets soft. “You can clean it. Are you OCD?”

  I put the towel back before she thinks I am OCD. “No, but we’ve never lived with anyone. Even at Nunánuk’s we lived above her garage.”

  I feel her pain and watch her eyes fill with tears. She doesn’t say anything and finishes the mess she’s calling breakfast. I’m too much of a pussy to ask, so I get up and actually rinse then put the dishes in the dishwasher. I turn taking a breath to call Hawk and freeze closing my eyes. ‘Sorry Brother.’ She’s watching me when I open them.

  “That’s going to take some getting used to.” It comes out soft. She hugs me. I said we. That’s why she had tears in her eyes. I kiss her head; my sweet Little Pixie doesn’t understand about the ancestors. We have a lot to talk about but not time to do that now. “Ready?”

  She nods against me. “I just have to get my purse.” She moves fast and I wash the table. I’m waiting at the door for her and see her look at the table as she walks by. I shrug seeing her smirk. “I think I hit the lottery.” She puts her hand up. “Gorgeous, has great hands, cooks, worries over my safety and is a neat freak.” She ticks each finger.

  “I’m offended.” She stops moving. “My mouth didn’t make it in there and gorgeous doesn’t work for me.”

  She giggles as I guide her out. She steps toward the HS bike. I’m surprised to see it here, but move her to the Harley. “I need to sit back and this one has a peg for my leg.” I flip the peg and suspend to get my leg over. When I’m on she climbs behind me and moves close. Uncle Danny used to tell us there’s nothing better than your woman’s arms around you. He wasn’t wrong.

  At the school, she kisses me and goes to the classroom. I wait for Mucimi in the daycare room. He sits in front of me with Teller. “Yesterday you saw what people are like. Outside of our towns isn’t safe for readers. If you bring people here, that’s with the adults helping to keep them safe. Yeah?”

  He nods throwing me pictures. I put my hand up. “Stop.” Teller squeezes his hand. “We will have a meeting and you can throw your pictures to the Security team so we can do this the right way. No more bringing people here without being able to do that safely. Chance could have gotten hurt in a million different ways. We work together and make sure the readers are covered and make it here.”

  Teller nods. “I told him that too. There’s a man that needs help right now. He’s in the woods near Grampa VP. He doesn’t have food, Christian, and he’s sick.”

  I look at Mucimi. “Give me this man and I’ll get him to the MC. Today I’ll talk to Prez and set up a meeting for the rest.” He throws me the guy and a million fuckin’ pictures of trees. I look for him and see a shop. “I got it. Thanks, little man. I’ll let you know about the meeting when I get a time.”

  “Today?”

  I smile and mess his hair. “Yeah, I’ll try for today. There’s a lot
going on, but I think this is important.”

  He nods and Teller hugs me. “Thanks, Christian.”

  At Security I go to my office and connect with my readers. The MC is shaken, but they’re pushing through it. Aiyana is pissed about the pipeline again and I look for time to get people with her. I call down to Jacob to get a phone to Dean and make sure the bill goes to her at my address. He fuckin’ laughs. Shaking my head I go to Prez’s office.

  José is yelling at someone and I smile waiting at the door. “Well you could have been dead! Did you see the trucks that blew up at Security? They were on the road with you. The Brother moved you to keep you alive. You could just say thanks and stop calling me to point out the fuckin’ obvious.” He swipes his phone off and I laugh. Prez gives me a look, but fuck he’s funny.

  “José, I think you can be a little more tactful and less confrontational. People were scared.”

  His arms go up. “I don’t do stupid. They’re fuckin’ stupid. Some moron wants us to send someone over to move his neighbor’s garage. Like we’ll pick it up and move it five feet back so he can see down the fuckin’ road, and he’s a repeat. I don’t have time for stupid Prez. I have holes as big as craters to get filled in and Uncle Danny coming down to check on the tunnel and building on top of my regular shit. Move his fuckin’ garage.” He shakes his head and walks by me disgusted. “Next time don’t be so fuckin’ flashy with moving shit.”

  I put my hands up in surrender. “I’ll try Brother.” He doesn’t believe me, thinking I should take the stupid calls. I clench my jaw and sit. “Sorry.”

  Prez waves it away. “He didn’t ask why I called for him, but seeing that maybe I’ll get Dakota on it.” He types on his phone and looks up. “You should be home.”

  “Nothing to do there.” I throw him the guy in the woods. “Mucimi is bringing other readers here. That guy is up toward Boston. He’s being hunted and is living in those woods. Right now, he’s sick and hasn’t eaten. He has others, but I told him we need a meet with the Security team before he tries to get anyone else here without Security. After what happened yesterday, he’s waiting for the meet.”