Free Special Forces: Operation Alpha: Protection Crisis (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Rochelle Paige

been angry with Kael for the way he’d taken over the meeting with my agent this morning. Or worried about how my stalker would react to the stories about Kael and I. The photos were everywhere, and there was a lot of speculation about my new relationship.
    The sight of the boards covering my back door should have freaked me out. The thirty minutes it took Kael to do a thorough search of the property surrounding my home should have been enough to make me want to leave. I should’ve been focused on what my stalker’s next move would be. Instead, I couldn’t think about anything other than the man standing in front of me and what he’d told me last night.
    “It’s the cold light of day.”
    I pulled my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor.
    “It’s been hours since you gave me an orgasm.”
    I undid the snap on my pants, pulled down the zipper and stepped out of them after they slid down my legs.
    “You told my agent you’re my boyfriend.”
    I walked towards him, in nothing but my bra and panties, and rose on my tiptoes with my head tilted up when I was a couple inches away from him.
    ”Don’t you think it’s about time we had sex?” I whispered against his lips.
    My challenge broke his control.
    “It’s past time.”
    He tossed me over his shoulder, stalked towards the control panel for my security system and armed it after making sure all the door and window chimes were on. Then he stalked up the stairs, one hand over my butt to hold me in place. He headed straight for my room, shouldering the door open, and dropped me onto the mattress. Lowering his head until his face was centimeters from mine, he growled, “There will be no going back from this for you and me. If you give yourself to me, I’m taking you. You’ll be mine, and I won’t be letting you go.”
    “I’m right here for you to take.”
    His eyes flared, and then he covered my mouth with his, plunging his tongue inside. My arms crept around his neck, and I slanted my head to give him better access to my mouth. He deepened the kiss, in complete control as he devoured my mouth. When his hands slid under me to palm the cheeks of my butt and lift me towards his hardness, I moaned.
    “Seeing you spread out for me like this, I almost don’t know where I want to start first.”
    “Anywhere,” I suggested. “Everywhere.”
    “You liked having my mouth on your tits yesterday.” My nipples pebbled as his gaze dropped to them. “And I enjoyed the fuck out of tasting them.”
    One of his hands slid up my spine, and with a flick of his fingers my bra clasp was undone. He drew the straps down my arms and tossed it over his shoulder. His hand came back down to my chest, underneath my tit to lift it towards his mouth. Feeling his hot breath against my skin, I arched my back and he sucked on my nipple. The tug of his lips sent shocks straight to my core.
    His left hand released my butt to come up and pluck at my other nipple. He alternated between my breasts, using his fingers and mouth to drive me crazy. It felt so good, I wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d made me come without going any further, which is why I whimpered in protest when he pulled away. My complaint died in my throat as I watched him tear his shirt over his head. I licked my lips thinking about tracing the six-pack of muscles and the v leading into his waistband.
    “The things I’m going to want you to do with that tongue,” he murmured as he unzipped his pants.
    He shoved his boxers and jeans down, wrapping his fingers around his dick and pumping it a few times. It was long and thick, the skin stretched and looked almost purple, with a drop of pre-come beaded at the tip.
    “I saw you stroke yourself just like that in the shower, at the motel the first night.”
    I thought my admission would shock him, but I was the one in for a surprise.
    “I know,” he rasped. “Knowing you were watching me as I jacked off made me come so hard.”
    “I want to see you do it