The Lawgiver's Firebrand (The Blood Coven World Book 1) by T.M. Smith

Author:T.M. Smith [Smith, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2024-02-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Ari pushed away. “Yes. We are through. I’m your bodyguard, not your fuckbuddy. It’s a conflict of interest.”

“It’s not a conflict of interest to eat dick?”

“I struggle with impulse control. I’m getting better, but you bring out the worst in me. I think of my actions as the repayment of a debt. Besides, I did it to save you. I thought you had a bomb in your pants.”

“And you were sucking this incendiary device out through my penis?”

“My duty is to serve and protect. I repaid my debt. No more. I’m on duty.” Ari’s mouth dropped when Daire dug into his pocket, removing his cell.

Wow! Cold.

She’d given him a spectacular blowjob, after which he developed the urge to chat on the phone. She’d convinced herself it was dangerous for him to feed from someone else. Since she was his bodyguard, she was responsible for keeping Daire safe and fed. No crime to enjoy herself while working. But he should act a little grateful.

“Commander Nace, I no longer require the services of your Firebrands. You are fired, so to speak.” He jammed his device into a front pocket.

Ari’s hands flew to her hips. “You’re firing me?” Though it was challenging to be indignant and naked, she thought she pulled it off.

“No more conflict of interest. Now, I intend to fuck you.”

She arched her brows, her arms still akimbo. “Do I have any say-so?”

“Certainly. You can choose top or bottom, cuffs or not, fast or slow, rough or gentle. I’ll select the footwear.” His gaze swung to her bare feet. He sighed. “You’re good. But next time, the boots.”

Daire inched closer, his hand stretching out to brush across her cheek.

His touch was arousing. Ari worried her upper lip. “No incubus shit, right?”

“None. I desire your full, willing participation.” His fingers slid down her throat, moving on until he palmed a breast, squeezing softly.

Ari moaned. Daire’s caress was tender, awakening her senses. “Why me? And don’t say you’re slumming.”

“I find you … interesting, pleasing. I cannot explain the attraction. Do we need to analyze our feelings?”

She had to hand it to Daire. He was stubbornly noncommittal. No soft, romantic words. He found her “interesting, pleasing.” Asshole. Sexy asshole. Fortunately, Ari didn’t need words. At this moment, she didn’t want words.

As he continued to manipulate her breast, pinching and soothing her nipple, she curled her fingers around his hips. His muscles tightened, rippling beneath her hands, the fabric of his trousers sensuous, silky. She groaned. “You’re overdressed.”

Daire lifted her into his arms, carrying her to his bed where he situated her on her back. Propped on her elbows, Ari watched the remarkable hunk of maleness drop trow. When he crawled toward her on the bed, his large, erect penis swung between his thighs.

Her body responded, going wet at the sight of him.

He sat on his heels. “Don’t touch me,” Daire warned. “I’ll go off like a rocket.” His hungry eyes feasted on her.

Ari grinned. Cradling herself, she plumped her aching breasts, giving Daire a show.

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