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Lifting his head, his long hair spilling over his shoulders, he whispered, “Hannah, the way I feel for you is beyond explanation, but I want you to know that I’d do anything for you, baby. You’re so very special to me.”

“Leo,” I sighed as he lifted my shirt enough to access my bra, pulling down the cups to reveal my hard nipples.

The gentle press of his lips to those pebbled tips sent a hard beat of fierce desire echoing through my body, the need growing inside of me like a snowball turning into an avalanche.

“These are the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he growled before gently lapping at a sore nub, a direct contrast to his almost pissed-off tone. “Are these mine?”

“Yes,” I sighed in languid delight as he began to stroke my body while he licked, each pass of his hands magic along my skin.

Silky, thick hair brushed over my chest as he kissed over my heart. “And this?”

Deep in his sensual spell, I spilled the truth without thought. “Yes, especially that.”

“Most beautiful part of you,” he murmured as he rubbed his cheek over my chest. “This belongs to me now, forever. You gave it to me and I’m keeping it, Hannah.”

A ripple of pleasure whipped through my body and I worried I’d read more into his statement than he meant, but his eyes—oh his beautiful, chocolate-brown eyes—shone with a bright emotion that had the breath catching in my throat.

Sitting back on his haunches, he drew me up so I sat, my face level with his chest. The soft scrape of his calloused hand over mine as he pressed my palm to the light brown fur covering his chest had my whole body tingling. His steady, strong heart thumped beneath my fingers, and I absorbed the sensation of the vital life and energy pouring off of this healthy male animal before me.

“This heart, fucked-up though it is, belongs to you.”

I sniffed back tears as I slid my hand up from his chest then around his neck, going to my knees before him so I could be closer to him. “I’ll take good care of it, I promise.”

He made a pained noise, then wrapped his arms around me and buried his face against my neck. “Let me take care of you.”

“Please.”

The warmth of his lips on my skin deepened my hunger for him, especially as he laid me back and began to descend down my body, stripping it as he went, until he had my very wet pussy bare to his gaze.

“So pretty,” he said in a soft, distracted voice as he trailed his fingertip through my folds, grazing my clit and making my hips twitch. “And so responsive. I bet you don’t even know how responsive you are.”

I was going to ask him what he meant, but he reclined between my legs, forcing them open wider to accommodate his broad shoulders. Looking down the length of my body, I tried to burn the image of him there, from his dark eyes staring into mine from the harsh plains of his face, to the way his muscles flexed against his skin. I was so pale against him, a creature of darkness who’d never seen the sun, and Leo radiated a sensual warmth that curled through me like a hot breeze off the desert.

Instead of going straight for the good stuff like I expected, Leo pressed my left thigh open until my knee rested against the sheets, fully exposing me. He bent down and began to kiss a circle around a particularly harsh bite mark he’d left on my inner thigh. When his big hand grasped my calf to hold me still, I marveled at the total concentration on his face as he got closer and closer to the heated bruise, the same mouth that had injured me so violently now the epitome of gentleness.

“I’m going to show you how responsive you are, baby girl. Bet you didn’t know I could make my bite mark feel like this.”

My breath left in a harsh rush as he began to tongue the injury, lick it like a lion tending his mate. The soft, velvety rasp of his tongue on my inner thigh went straight to my clit, and I tried to lift my hips, but he held me in place. Each slow, sensual lick had my back arching, my head rolling to the side because of how damn good his mouth felt on me. The tension inside me rose while I whimpered and groaned, pleading with Leo to take me.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he brushed his thumb once over my clit while still licking my inner thigh, bringing me to an almost instant orgasm.

The first contraction hit and my eyelids closed of their own accord, my body trying to process this burst of release that blindsided me. While still in the middle of coming, I suddenly felt Leo’s hot, wet mouth sucking at me, his tongue probing my sheath and driving me right out of my damn mind. I screamed with pleasure, my voice breaking when he took my clit into his mouth and rubbed it in slow circles with his tongue. Hypersensitive by this point, I tried to push him away, to fight him off, but he was having none of it.

He reached beneath my thighs, his hands gripping my ass to keep me captive, pressing on the tender flesh of my bottom. Bursts of stronger pain mixed with the pleasure, breaking my mind down to the point I could do nothing but processes the intense sensations he was ripping from me. The firm hold of his hands on my body, combined with his deep, primal grunts of pleasure, had my legs quivering in his grip. With his thumb, he lightly stroked the big bruised bite mark on my inner thigh, adding yet another source of unexpected pleasure.

Like the soreness from his hard grip on my tender butt, I found only decadent satisfaction in him playing with his bite mark, my toes curling as another orgasm rippled through me, rendering me limp. When he lifted his head, I took a fistful of his hair and dragged his unresisting body up mine until I could kiss him. Our hands worked between us and I had his hot length free of his pants in no time. With a little wiggle of my hips, my aching core was rubbing against the impossibly hard crown of his shaft, the thick flesh pushing into me while Leo groaned.

“Fuck, so good,” he whispered as he slid his hands up from my butt to my back, holding me tight as he rocked into me.

The lazy flex and roll of his hips was exactly what I needed, stroking the thick heat of his dick in and out of my clutching pussy, each slide of his flesh inside of mine better than the last. I clung to him, rubbing my face against the crinkly hair on his chest, then I licked at his skin and tasted the salt of his body, felt the tremors go through him with my every touch. If I was insanely responsive to Leo, he was equally responsive to me, groaning loudly as I gently scored my nails up his back with a smile. This—this perfect moment in time between us was absolute bliss.

His thrusts became stronger, deeper, the broad head of his cock bumping my cervix in a way that stung. He must have heard my hiss because he adjusted his hips, the rounded edge of his flared crown finding my G-spot and working it until my legs shook so hard, I had to lower them from his hips to wrap around his legs. Pushing himself up so he could look down on me, Leo, torso rippling, did this move that had me thrusting up to meet him, wanting more, needing everything he had to give me. I was so empty before I met him, so alone, and now he’d filled me to overflowing in every way possible.

Sweat made his back slippery as I clung to him, encouraging him to take me, telling him how good he felt deep inside of me.

When he finally found his release, he did it while crying out my name, and as I cradled his shaking body against mine, I had to fight back tears as I realized how much I truly, deeply loved him.

 

The next morning, an excited barking woke me and I opened my bleary eyes, staring at an empty bed where Leo had been earlier. Sliding my hand beneath the sheets, I took in the lingering heat from his body still trapped there. The thought of how nice it had been to sleep in his arms last night warmed my belly, but the barking started up again and I bolted upright with a smile.

Honey.

After leaping out of bed, I rushed through washing up, finding another outfit from Leo placed across the settee situated against the far side of the room beneath a window. Today it was a super cute Alexander McQueen black romper that appeared to be a tiny flower-covered dress that hit high on my thigh, but was actually a pair of flowy shorts. It fit me perfectly, and as I adjusted the crisscross straps in the back, once again with no bra, I wondered how Leo knew my style so perfectly. A pair of comfortable black sandals completed the outfit and I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail, foregoing any makeup in favor of getting to Honey as quickly as possible.

I hustled through the house, following the sound of male voices and her occasional bark to the kitchen. Leo leaned against the slate counter with one hand scratching behind Honey’s ecstatic ear, the other holding a cup of coffee. He looked good this morning, his hair down and loose in messy, damp waves, his face freshly shaved and just perfect for kissing.

As soon as I entered, Honey went alert, gave me a big doggy smile, then bolted across the room to me with a skittering of claws against stone floors. I braced myself, thinking she was going to jump so she could slobber on me, but instead she came to a halt before me and sat as pretty as you please. Bemused, I crouched down and loved on her, giggling when she licked all over my chin with excited little whines.

“I’m happy to see you too,” I said with a laugh as her tail wagged a thousand miles an hour. “Thanks for not knocking me over.”

“She was trained by her owners to sit when she wants attention, so she didn’t accidentally knock their kids down,” Mark said from near the sink, his grin wide and friendly, happier than I’d ever seen on his normally dour face. Today he was dressed much like Leo, in a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt, though his was black instead of Leo’s gray.

Not having seen him earlier, I turned my head so I could smile at him, still cuddling with Honey, who was a total love hound. “Hi, Mark. Thanks for bringing her home.”

His smile brightened as he looked at the dog, who’d now flopped on her back and was in the throes of ecstasy while I rubbed her smooth belly. “She’s a great dog. Smart, sweet, and will be easy to train. Honey is a perfect name for her, because she loves just about everyone she meets.”

“Mark,” Leo added with clear pride for his friend in his voice, “used to train dogs for the Detroit Police Department.”

Taking in my man’s relaxed demeanor and friendly smile, I mused that someone was in a good mood today. Then what he said sank in, and I turned to Mark with no doubt wide eyes. “Really?”

Mark nodded. “Yep. Leo asked me to train Honey, if that’s all right with you.”

“What are you talking about? Honey is Leo’s dog, you don’t need my permission.”

“Wrong,” Leo said after he gave me a quick kiss. “She’s our dog.”

I flushed, wondering what Mark thought of our hyper-speed relationship, then whispered to Leo, “Really, she’s your dog, you don’t need my permission for anything.”

“Really,” Leo whispered back, “she’s
our
dog, and I want you to be okay with Mark training her.”

“Of course I’m okay with it.”

Mark leaned against the counter and watched us pet Honey. “I’m going to introduce her to the other guards.”

“Other guards?” I glanced over at Leo. “How many guards do you need?”

He exchanged a glance with Mark, who appeared unhappy, before returning his attention to me. “I’m a wealthy man, Hannah, and there are people who’d love to take what I have away from me. The grounds are constantly patrolled by at least four guards. You may see them occasionally, but they’ve been ordered to give us privacy so you probably won’t interact with them much. There are two guest houses, Mark’s and the one the guards use. Mark’s home is the adobe-style ranch we passed on the way in. I had it built after I bought the land so I could always have him nearby. He’s not only my bodyguard, he’s my assistant, and we do a lot of work for the Cordova Group together.”

I tried to remember the house, but was distracted when Mark crouched down next to me, rubbing Honey’s neck as he said, “The nice thing about always having someone here is that Honey will never be alone. She’ll have plenty of people to spend time with, which a dog like her needs. Folks think pit bulls are some kind of man killers, but they’re actually very people friendly and they pine away for human contact if left alone for too long. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to teach her to attack a person on command, it’s not in her nature, but I’ll be able to teach her how to alert you to danger.”

“Danger? What kind of danger?”

Leo quickly said, “There are snakes on the property, and the occasional coyote. I own ten acres and most of it is kept as wilderness.”

“And scorpions.” I made a face as I shivered. “I
hate
those things. One stung me once when I was a kid and my foot swelled up so bad I couldn’t wear shoes for a week.”

Mark chuckled. “Well, I supposed I could train her to sniff out scorpions as well, but I’m pretty sure Leo has this place sealed up tighter than Fort Knox. I doubt even a scorpion would be stupid enough to show its face here.”

Honey rolled to her feet and began to sniff around the kitchen, her tail wagging so hard her butt swayed back and forth with a big old doggy grin. “She looks happy.”

Pulling me into his arms, Leo rested his chin on top of my head. “She is, and you can play with her later, after you study.”

I groaned, practically flopping in his arms in protest as I whined, “I don’t wannnaaaaa.”

Both men laughed as Leo supported my overly dramatic limp form. “I told you that your education is important to me, Hannah, and I don’t want our relationship to have a negative impact on your grades.”

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