Protecting His Windflower (A Spirit Hunters Series Novel Book 1) by Temperance Dawn (best black authors .txt) 📕

the light. She could even smell different scents. Before she knew what she was saying, she blurted out, “We’ve done this before.”

“Shhhh. It’s okay. I know, baby. I see it too.”

“You do?” Emily gasped.

“I do. It’s a vision. Stay with me, though. Stay with me. Here. In this room. Right now. Not back then.”

Emily nodded and blinked, clearing the image from her mind. She found Liam’s gaze in the mirror once more. “Stay with me. Right here,” he repeated.

“I’ll try. Promise you’ll bring me back if I slip back into a vision.”

“I promise. I’ll always bring you back to me.”

Emily turned her head toward Liam and pressed her head into his neck while his hands explored her body. She felt one hand go to her breast as his other slid down her stomach until he reached her aching core. Emily threw her head back, gasping as his fingers slip between her folds and began to tease.

Emily had brought herself pleasure plenty of times, and it had always taken her a while to get there. She had no idea that the moment Liam touched her, she would be ready to explode. It took all of her will power to hold back, wanting to enjoy the feeling of Liam’s hands on her for the first time, for as long as possible.

Emily opened her eyes and found Liam’s gaze in the mirror. She didn’t think the image could be so erotic, but it was. Liam inched his mouth close to her ear. Feeling his hot breath against her, he whispered, “Don’t hold back, baby. Let go. I’ve got you. Let go.”

And with that, Emily couldn’t hold back anymore if she wanted to. She felt every muscle in her body tighten as she arched her back. Without warning, her orgasm ripped through her, and she groaned, bucking her hips and panting into Liam’s neck. If it wasn’t for Liam kneeling behind her, holding her up, she’d have collapsed on the bed.

She felt him gently lower her to the mattress, where she lay catching her breath. It was minutes before she came back down, and Liam had removed his boxers. She hadn’t even noticed when he’d slipped on a condom.

“Hey, you,” he said, smiling down at her.

She smiled back at him. “I want you,” she said.

“Trust me, baby. You’ll get me. I’m not done with you yet.”

He didn’t bother waiting for her to respond. He simply lowered himself down her body. When she realized what he meant, Emily threw her head back and said, “Oh. My. God.”

Liam took his time teasing her with his lips and tongue before driving in with full force, drawing out another orgasm from her. He kissed his way back up Emily’s body and settled over her, propping himself on his elbows and waited for her to look at him.

“Are you okay?” he asked her.

Emily nodded. “Yes. Right now, I’m more than okay. But I still want you.”

Liam shifted and let himself rest against her. He easily slipped between her folds, but he held himself back. Emily hitched her legs up his sides and squeezed him.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he told her.

“You won’t. Please, Liam.”

Liam reached down and guided himself inside of her. Grabbing hold of her thigh, he hitched it higher, pushing further into her body. Emily drew in a sharp breath and felt herself slip into another memory of the two of them, in that same room once again. The vision was vivid. One of Liam making love to her, just as he was making love to her now. Emily gasped, “Liam?”

“Stay with me, baby.”

“I’m here.” She told him and whimpered in deep pleasure as she arched her back, her breath hitched again. Liam slid his hand down and grabbed her ass.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed in her ear.

“I’m okay,” she told him. “You feel so good.”

“So do you.”

Liam moved in and out of her body, making slow, sweet love to her.

“You feel too good. Come again.” He sat up on his knees, taking her hips with him. She felt his fingers begin to play with her clit again, and before she knew it, she was on the brink of another exploding orgasm.

“Let go, baby,” he coaxed through his own panting. “I’ll catch you. Let go.”

The sound of Liam’s voice ignited a fire within her, and she saw stars explode behind her eyelids. Liam shifted, pinning her underneath him. One of his hands found hers on the bed, and he held onto her as if his life depended on it. His other arm cradled one of her legs in the crook of his elbow. He moved easily, but still slowly, in and out of her body now, sending waves of delicious pleasure through her.

Emily reached up with her free hand and laced her fingers in his hair. She knew he was holding back. And she didn’t want him to. Emily wanted. No. She needed to feel his strength, his power. “You feel so good,” she whispered. “I want more.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he breathed out.

“I promise you won’t. Please.” Emily had never been one to beg for anything, but she knew if Liam didn’t give her what she needed at that moment, she might die.

“Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on to me.” Liam released her leg and snaked his hands under her, where he cradled her head.

Emily locked her ankles behind his back. She reached her hands under his arms and gripped his shoulders. Then, he began to move, gradually picking up his pace while he stared into her eyes.

“This is perfect,” Emily whispered, answering a question she knew he hadn’t yet spoken.

Liam dipped his head to her neck and sucked on the skin below her ear. She gasped. The unexpected sensitivity of his lips on her skin, combined with the sensation of him moving within her, sent pulses through her body, and she shuddered underneath him. Seconds later, Liam panted and groaned into her neck as his body shook.

Minutes passed, and they