Protector #4 (A Navy SEAL Military Romance) (3 page)

“It takes one to know
one, you know?” he growled as he moved his lips to the base of my neck and
not-so-gently nipped at the soft skin.

“Hey!” I cried before
reaching down and grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and pulling up and exposing
his chest so that I could administer a few bites of my own. He cried out as my
teeth sank into his smooth flesh, and he quickly grabbed a fistful of my long
hair and pulled back leaving me panting as I looked up at him with a dangerous
gleam in my eyes.

“Oh, so it’s like that,
is it?” he grinned as he held tightly to the makeshift leash he’d created, then
firmly pulled my head back, leaned down and forced my lips apart with his
tongue. I melted into his hungry kiss as I felt him firmly pulling at the
flimsy fabric covering my breasts.

“Wait,” I cried into his
mouth, but before I could reach around and unhook my bra, Brian had let go of
my hair and reached into his pocket pulled out a switchblade which he quickly
flicked open and used to slice through the lace.

“Oh yes,” he breathed as
he made quick work of the shoulder straps and watched it fall to the floor. “So
much better.” He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me to him as his fingers
found one of my nipples and began tugging and pinching as he watched my face. I
struggled for a moment, but the jolt of electricity that ran from my nipple to
my clit made me forget what I was struggling against. I grabbed the sides of
his face and tried to pull him back to my lips, but he had other plans and he
smiled as he dipped his head and captured my other nipple between his lips and
began sucking and licking.

A low moan escaped from
my lips as Brian bit down on the sensitive bud and I gripped the back of his
head and pulled him tightly to my breast.
 
I could feel his fingers snaking down my body and slipping between my thighs
and brushing the soaked fabric that barely covered my very wet pussy.

“
Mmmmmm
,”
he hummed as he sucked harder while caressing the hot, wet valley between my
legs until I began pushing back as I urged him to go further.

“Please? Please? Please?”
I begged as he increased the pressure of his strokes while licking and biting
my nipple. The combined sensations of pleasure and pain were making me wetter
and wetter as he teased me, and he knew this. I looked down and gasped as he
pinched one nipple painfully while he gently bathed the other with the flat
side of his tongue. I could feel his hand between my legs teasing as he slowly
made his way past the fabric barrier.

An instant later I felt
him pull his hand back and loop his fingers over the edge of my panties as he
tugged them down to my ankles.
 
He lifted
his mouth from my breast and ordered, “Step out of them,” before returning his
attention to the swollen tips. I stepped out of my panties and felt him tap his
hand between my thighs as a signal for me to spread them.

And I did.

Brian’s hand lightly
brushing up the insides of my thighs nearly made me pass out. It was too much;
the pain, the soft pleasure, the want, the need. Unable to form any words, I
moaned louder and willed his hand to move higher as I buried my fingers in his
hair and held him at my breast. He took his time as he moved upward, teasing
and torturing me with his touch; sliding his fingers between the silky folds of
my nether lips and began slowly stroking a path from front to back.

I whimpered as I spread
my legs wider and thrust my hips forward as I tried to push his fingers up
inside my needy pussy. Brian pulled back from my breast, smiled and then sank
to his knees in front of me. Keeping one hand on my hip, he pushed me backwards
until my knees hit the edge of the couch and then he shoved me just hard enough
to force me to sit. In seconds, he’d pushed me back and grabbed my ankles so
that he could drape my legs over his shoulders.

“Brian!” I cried as I
felt him trace a path of fiery wetness down my belly with his tongue.

“What?” he looked up at
me questioningly. The desire in his eyes mirrored my own, so I shook my head
and let it go. He nodded, “Uh huh.” And then returned to the path he was
forging on my body. I had never been so heightened in my awareness of my own body,
but somehow he managed to draw out every sensation; every desire as he kissed
and stroked and caressed every inch of my naked skin with his tongue, his lips,
and his hands.

When he had licked his
way to the wet heat between my legs, he stopped for a moment and looked up at
me as he gently teased me with his fingers. I whimpered again as I nodded. I
wanted to beg, but I knew better than to open my mouth and ask.

Seconds later, he grabbed
each of my thighs with his large hands and used his thumbs to splay my pussy
lips wide open. The rush of cool air made me cry out just before Brian buried
his face in the wetness. The moan that escaped my lips was an anguished cry as
his tongue began teasing my exposed clit. He dragged his tongue over it lightly
as he slid his thumbs up and down, stopping to coat his fingers in my wetness
before sliding back up to spread me open again. The slow rhythm of his tongue
and fingers soon took over and pushed my brain to the edge of pleasure as he
licked and sucked and teased me into a frenzy.

Since my legs were draped
over his shoulders I couldn’t push enough to lift my hips, but my hands were
free and so I reached down, grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down
hard as I tried to find a way to push his tongue or his fingers inside me.

“I need it! I need it! Oh
God, I need it!” I pleaded as I pushed him down harder. “Brian, fuck me! Fuck
me! I can’t take any more!
 
Please!”

Seconds later, he slid
his long thick fingers deep inside my aching pussy as his tongue continued to
work its magic on my clit. Soon I was bucking and writhing beneath him as he
drove me to the edge of an orgasm that threatened to consume me.
 
The flicking tongue, the knobby fingers, the
long hard strokes followed by short thrusts as he licked and sucked and sucked
and licked all pushed me over the edge and I screamed as I came.

“Brian! Brian! Brian!” I
chanted as I flew off the edge of the cliff and fell into the orgasm below. He
kept thrusting into me as I came, and while he lightened the pressure of his
tongue he didn’t stop licking my clit. Soon we were building toward a second
orgasm and when we found it, he released me into the air and sat back to watch
me fly. He gently continued sliding his fingers in and out as I returned to
consciousness, and when I looked up at him with wild eyes, he smiled and cupped
my cheek.

“Welcome back,
beautiful,” he whispered. “Have a good trip, did you?”

I gave him a dazed nod
and then promptly fell fast asleep.

*****

The
next morning I
woke to a loud pounding on my door. At first I thought it was a fire alarm and
sat up frantically trying to think about what I needed to grab before running
down the exit stairway.

“
It’s
okay, Ava,” Brian called from the couch. “I’ll take care of it.”

I nodded and lay back
down as he went to the door and looked out the peephole to see who it was. He
frowned as he stood at the door, then stepped back and put one hand inside his
hoodie.

“What is it?” I whispered
as I sat up and grabbed my phone from
the
beside
table preparing to call security.

“Quiet!” he ordered as he
again looked through the peephole and frowned. He reached out and slowly turned
the doorknob, then cracked the door open to get a better view of the hallway.
When he saw nothing there, he opened the door a little wider and stuck his head
out.

“Brian, what is it?” I
asked in a stage whisper.

“It’s nothing,” he
replied as he stepped into the hall and looked up and down for signs of an
intruder. When he found nothing, he shrugged and stepped back in the room. As
he did, I saw something on the floor flutter under his feet.

“Hey, there’s something
on the ground,” I called.

“What the hell?” he said
as he bent and picked up a large white envelope that had my name typed on the
front, but no address. After he’d shut and locked the door, then doubled check
to make sure it was secure, Brian brought the envelope to me and sat down on
the edge of the bed. “You don’t have to open that, you know?”

“Yes, I do,” I replied.

“We can call the police
and hand it over to them and let them work on this,” he reminded me.

“No we can’t,” I reminded
him. “If we do that, then they’ll leak the details to the press and my father
will be really pissed about the scandal and you’ll be fired.”

“Would that be so bad?”
he asked.

“You have no idea what my
father is capable of,” I replied. “He would shift the blame to you and ruin
your career.”

“What career?” Brian
laughed. “I’m a glorified security guard, it’s not like I’ve got a future in
high level espionage or something.”

“Just don’t,” I said
quietly. Brian stopped laughing and watched as I slid my finger under the flap
and opened the envelope. I shook as I reached in and grasped the edge of the
paper inside, and as tears welled up in my eyes, Brian reached over and took
the envelope out of my hands.

“Here, let me do that,”
he offered. He quickly pulled out the sheet inside and read it. I couldn’t see
what it said, but I could see that the entire thing was written in red ink that
had bled through the page. The writer had pressed hard as they’d composed their
message and there were places on the paper that looked like they’d almost been
torn. In those spots the ink had formed an ominously crimson pool. I shivered
as I watched Brian read the note again.

“What does it say?” I
asked. When he didn’t respond, I asked again. “What does it say?”

Brian shook his head and
started to fold the note and put it back in the envelope.

“Brian, what does the
note say?” I was starting to feel panicked. I reached out and grabbed the note
from his hand and read it.

My
Dearest Ava,

         
For the longest time I loved you and
tried to provide the best possible life for you – for us. I gave you everything
a woman could possibly want, and I showered you with love and affection that
many women would die for, but you rejected all of that for some unknown
reason.
 
I don’t know what I did to drive
you away aside from loving you with every fiber of my being.

Now
I see that you have quickly replaced me with some substandard replica of what
you think a man is. Does he love you the way I loved you? Does he cherish you
and treat you like the jewel you are? Does he give you the life that I gave
you?

No,
how could he? He is an imposter. Someone who does not know the demands of the
kind of world we inhabit. He is a foreigner. An outsider. He can never give you
the things that I could give you, and he will never win the approval of your
demanding family. The best he can do is to act as a shield and attempt to
protect you from the only man who has ever loved you.

Why
won’t you come back, Ava, my love? Why can’t you see how much I adore you? How
much I worship you? Why can’t you accept that we are meant to be together and
that no matter what stands in the way, I will never ever give up on doing
everything in my power to ensure that you are returned to me?

You
belong to me, Ava. You are mine.

Please
stop fighting what I know you know is the right thing. We are meant to be
together. We are meant to shape a life that will be full and beautiful
together. I want to marry you and raise a family with you.

Only
with you, Ava.

Why
are you being so stubborn and refusing to see that we are ordained by God to be
together? Come back to me, Ava. Come back and I will fulfill you beyond your
wildest dreams. I will give you the moon and the stars. I will move heaven and
earth to ensure that you are happy. All the riches of the world will be at your
disposal and I will make sure that no one ever disturbs you or makes you
unhappy.

Only
I can do that for you, Ava. You know this to be true. I’m the one who loves you
more than anyone else.

Please
come back to me, Ava. I need you. I need you to be with me.

If
you can’t come back to me, I promise that I will come and find you, Ava. I will
come for you and rescue you from the clutches of those who would silence you
and keep you from me.

And
I am telling you now that if that Neanderthal has in any way hurt you, I will
do more than simply rescue you. If he has hurt you, I will end him.

Why
won’t you come back to me, Ava? Why are you staying with him? Why don’t you
choose me?

I
am warning you, Ava. If you don’t return to me, I will find you. I will hunt
you down and I will reclaim you as my own. And if you won’t come with me and be
mine, as you should be, the consequences will be dire.