Her Guardian Angel (Fire and Snow) (13 page)

Dominic awoke to discover he'd wrapped Adele up in his arms as they'd slept. He'd stripped down to his boxer-briefs before he'd lain down next to Adele and pulled her into his dream. Her pain and sorrow was so strong he’d felt it in the real world; instinctively he'd drawn her close to him, unable to resist wrapping her up in his arms to comfort her.

How he wished she would open up to him in reality like she did in their dreams so he could help her. He couldn't believe how hard it was to not give himself away when he talked with her during the day. He'd planned on telling her everything at the lake, but she'd had enough trouble coping with the fact the field was real. He'd figured she would have totally flipped out if she found out the snow leopard was real too. Then Kelly stumbled in, and he hadn't been able to get much time with her, not that he minded given the circumstances. The way Adele cared for and protected Kelly spoke volumes about her heart and soul.

Adele rolled into him and pulled him from his thoughts. He looked down at her as she blinked up at him. Her eyes showed her confusion at finding him in her bed. He smiled gently at her as he traced his finger up the line of her nose, over her eyebrow, then down her cheekbone to her lower lip, which he proceeded to caress with his thumb.

He watched, trying hard not to chuckle as she opened and closed her mouth a few times before she finally mustered some words.

"What are...why are..." She wasn't really awake yet. Since he didn't have an easy answer for her and before she could finish her sentence, he cut her off by covering her mouth with his, devouring her with his lips and tongue. By the time he pulled back, they were both breathing heavily, his body on fire for her. He could smell her arousal and was soaring high with pleasure. He stroked her face and hair while he trailed light kisses over her jaw line up to her ear.

"Dominic. Please..." She breathed out on a shudder he felt through his whole body.

"Please what, beautiful? Tell me what you need." Dominic whispered in her ear before gently biting the lower edge between his teeth, feeling the wave of heat come out of her body as he did. He needed to hear that she wanted this, wanted him.

"I--I don't know what I need, Dominic. But please do something." She spoke between pants. He could see her eyes were glazed over with desire. She looked stunningly sexy. But as much as he wanted to lay here and drink in her beauty, he was also burning up and wanting another taste of his beautiful mate.

"My sweet Adele. Will you trust me to look after you?" He whispered smoothly into her ear before kissing his way down her neck and over her shoulder. He held himself over her and watched as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them, they looked serious. His desire was shelved while more serious thoughts dominated his mind. It worried him. Was she going to say no? If she did, he would respect her and leave--it would be the hardest thing he'd ever done, but he would. For her.

Locking her gaze onto his, she quietly spoke the sweetest words he'd ever heard.

"Yes, Dominic, I will trust you."

Dominic looked down in wonder and awe at his mate lying along side him. She'd just said yes, for real. Not just in his head this time but out loud. He couldn't help the huge grin that quickly spread over his face.

"Thank you, my sweet Adele. I promise I'll take good care of you. I'll never leave you. I promise."

He noticed her brow creasing in confusion. Damn, he shouldn't know about her fear of being left alone. Before she could ask him anything, he lowered himself over her, taking possession of her mouth until they were both breathless. His head reeled with his mate's scent surrounding him. Finally, his mate was in his arms where she belonged. He showered her in light kisses and licks, working his way down her body.

As he reached her breasts, she ran her hands into his hair then held him to her. He nuzzled his nose over her tight nipple through the smooth material of her sports bra, loving how she arched up into him. With her back now slightly raised off the bed, he lifted himself up just enough so he could run his hands up each side of her delicate rib cage, slowly taking her bra off, revealing one glorious inch of flesh after another as he went.

The second her lush breasts sprung free, he couldn't resist. He released the bra so it sat bunched up under her arms and palmed each breast. He groaned at how good they felt in his hands as he bent down to suckle her beautiful rosy nipples one after the other. He ran his thumb back and forth over the one that was not being ravaged by his lips and tongue. His heart soared as he heard her moan out his name in pleasure. She started to wriggle and move beneath him. He raised his head to see what she was trying to do.

The sight before him held him totally transfixed. As soon as he'd lifted himself from her, she grabbed the bottom of her bra and lifted it over her head, her gorgeous breasts thrust out. She looked like a goddess with her back arched, her arms stretched above her head and her hooded eyes scorching him with their passion. Without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to her again. He palmed each breast, he pushed them together so her nipples touched, then he filled his mouth with both of them. He sucked short and hard. Her eyes slid shut and her whole body shuddered beneath him. Hmm, she liked that. He did it again a couple of times before he just couldn't stand the burn.

Her scent was driving him insane. He could smell her arousal and would put money on the fact that her undies were soaked. At this point he really, really wanted a taste of his mate's nectar that smelled so damn good. He released her breasts after delivering one last lick to each and slid his hands down her rib cage. He could feel her bones beneath her skin more easily than he had at the lake. Frowning slightly, he thought she really required more to eat. He had to look after his mate; she needed to be healthy with some meat on her bones. As he hooked his thumbs around the sides of her undies and started peeling them down, all thoughts of feeding his sweet mate disappeared and were replaced solely with thoughts of feeding himself--on her.

As her undies passed over her calves, he noticed she tensed up. He smiled at her as he tossed her underwear aside. She was so exquisitely innocent. Her eyes were closed, her forehead creased with worry. He could just about hear the cogs turning in her mind. Using just the tips of his fingers, he began running small circles over the skin around her ankles, slowly, reverently.

"Let go, Adele, you're thinking to hard, just let go and feel." His fingers slowly travelled up her legs.

"You are so beautiful, and you feel so good under my hands. Your smell..." He breathed in deeply, taking in her natural scent mixed with that of her arousal. "...you are driving me insane with it. You are my nirvana, my sweet Adele. I need you."

He stopped stroking her legs and started massaging the soles of her feet. He felt the tension seep out of her, and his heart lightened with joy to hear her sigh of pleasure. She tensed up again, ever so slightly, before she blew out a breath then opened her eyes and locked her gaze onto his.

"I've never...you know...been with a man before. I've never felt like this before either, and to be honest, it's kinda scaring the hell out of me." She rushed out her confession then quickly turned her head away and closed her eyes, hiding them from him as if she expected him to reject her. His heart broke a little as a tear left her eye and slid down her cheek. Her eyes flew open as he gently wiped the tear away with his thumb. She turned back to look at him, her eyes showing all her emotions, the fear, the sorrow, the hurt. He would never reject her, never cause her pain--why couldn't she believe him?

"My sweet Adele, don't be afraid of me. I will never hurt you. I already knew I am the only man you've allowed to touch you. You can't understand how happy that makes me. We're going to take this real slow, and if I do anything you don't want me to, just say the word and I'll stop. I promise." He saw the flash of relief pass over her face. He nipped at the arch of her foot before he spoke again.

"Oh, and Adele, I've never been with a woman before either."

He chuckled softly at the look on Adele's face. Clearly she hadn't thought he would be a virgin.

"Don't look so shocked, beautiful. I've simply never felt the desire to touch a woman before I met you. But since meeting you, touching you is all I desire."

He moved up her body and he began stroking her from shoulder to hip with a feather-light touch. Before long, he felt her relax back into the mattress.

"That's it, my sweet Adele, just relax and feel."

He continued his seduction with kisses and whispered words as he worshipped her body from head to toe. He stayed away from the sweet spot between her thighs on his way down to her feet. If he started off by touching her where he wanted to the most, he'd never finish his journey to her toes, and he wanted to know each and every inch of his mate's precious body. He suckled on each of her toes gently before working his way up the inside of her legs. He chuckled as he reached the back of her knee and she twitched and giggled.

He loved the sound of her giggling. Hmm, he could just imagine how much fun it would be to tickle her into oblivion, but that would have to wait until another time. He slowed the pace down as he kissed his way up her inner thigh. She was so caught up in her pleasure she hadn't tensed up at all. He trailed his fingers in small random patterns over her inner thighs slowly going higher and higher. As he ran a single finger down the crease at the top of both her thighs, she jerked slightly and giggled again. He grinned. She was damn ticklish. He made sure to make a mental note of each one of her spots so he could revisit them later.

He gently ran his fingers back up toward her belly button, gently swiping over where he so desperately wanted his mouth. She tensed up a little as he passed over her sensitive virgin flesh.

"Oh, my sweet Adele, you are so exquisite and so beautiful."

Dominic felt a great sense of pride as he looked up at his mate's face. Her body was limp, boneless under his touch. He waited for her passion soaked gaze to find his before he lowered his head to gently kiss, and run his tongue over, her delicious flesh. He hummed in pleasure at the taste of his mate's core. Just like her scent, it was deliciously sweet with a hint of vanilla, tantalizing his taste buds and flowing down his throat. He couldn't stop himself. He covered her with his mouth and delved his tongue as deep as he could, lapping up her nectar as she gave it to him. She arched up, pushing herself closer to him, pushing him deeper. Lost to the passion and pleasure of his mate, he continued to torment her sensitive flesh. He continued to hum as he stroked, sending her higher.

It didn't take long until he felt her walls begin to tighten around his tongue. She groaned and he looked up at her and watched as she thrashed her head back and forth. Her brow creased with worry. He realized she must have never brought herself to climax before and this whole experience was totally new and foreign to her.

"Dominic, what's happening? It hurts--I think." She groaned out her words.

Dominic lifted his mouth from her core, replacing it quickly with his fingers. Her silky heat felt so good on his fingers.

"You're about to come, beautiful. Just let go, don't fight it. Flow with the sensations. Nothing to be afraid of, love. Come for me, Adele, let me taste you. Gift me your first orgasm."

His words combined with his fingers twirling and going in and out of her seemed to be working in sending her higher. He could feel her walls grab at his fingers, but she still hadn't been able to trip over and take the plunge. He lowered his mouth back to her, keeping his fingers where they were then he flicked his tongue over her bundle of nerves. She bowed off the bed, trembled all over then filled his mouth with her sweet nectar. He sighed with pleasure as he swallowed every last drop down. Oh, how he wanted to purr...it was extremely difficult to hold himself in check.

He growled out his pleasure as she grabbed fistfuls of his hair, tugging him closer. He continued to lap up her release like a kitten would a bowl of milk. He kept his fingers inside her, helping her ride out the waves of sensations that crashed through her body. As he felt her tremors lessen and her body go limp, he reverently kissed his way up her body until he was face to face with her.

"Thank you, Adele. That was the most precious gift I have ever received."

He lowered his mouth to hers and gave her a hot scorching kiss, pouring all his love for her into it. He released her mouth and rolled to the side turning her around so he spooned up against her back. He wrapped one arm protectively around her hip, the other he buried in her hair and sighed in satisfaction as he felt her relax into sleep.

Chapter Nine

Kelly awoke gradually to the sound of machines beeping close by. What was making that annoying sound? He didn't have anything that made that noise. She took a deep breath in and winced as her ribs protested the movement, but what made her mind come to a halt and her heart skip a beat was that her neck felt bare. She swallowed; her throat was unrestricted by the collar. She sat bolt upright at the same time her eyes opened and her hands flew to her neck. Her head spun at the sudden movement and spots swam before her eyes, obstructing her vision. Her fingers touched bare flesh on her neck. The collar was gone...but how? As her vision cleared, she saw she was in a white room, on a hard white mattress with rails on either side so she couldn't escape. She dropped her hands from her neck then looked down at them. There was a tube going into the back of her hand that was attached to a bag full of clear liquid which hung on a pole next to the bed. She wasn't sure what it was, but it didn't hurt so she left it alone. Her eyes wandered up both her arms. There were a few bandages, and her skin was covered in bruises that were mostly faded out to greens and yellows. Only a couple were still grey, black or blue. She looked down her front. She was wearing a stiff white shirt type thing.