The Protector (13 page)

 
Chapter
Seven

Blair
checked the oven to see the cinnamon rolls were not getting overly brown,
then
turned the sausage.
 
Good Goddess, she must have been exhausted, since she slept until nine. She
was normally three hours into her shift by now.

When
she awoke she saw Cole’s side of the bed was still undisturbed, which meant he
had worked all night. It must be really bad to keep him away from his bed.

The
sausage was nearly done and she really hoped Cole had got things wrapped up
quickly, or she would have to eat alone. One thing she hated was eating alone.
Nothing brought out how lonely she was than eating alone day after day.

She
had just put the cheese over the eggs, putting a lid on the pan so it could
melt, when the kitchen door opened.

She
turned with the excitement of seeing him again, but her smile died rapidly when
she saw the state Cole was in.

“Cole,
holy shit, what the fuck happened? Whose blood is that all over you?” Blair ran
to him terrified it was his, or someone she knew and loved.

 
“Harley’s,” he said, wrapping his arms around
her tightly. “Goddess, Blair. I am so relieved you are here.”

 
“I told you I would make you breakfast.” She
held him and felt his body shaking and looked up fearfully into his eyes. “Is
he alive?”

Cole
nodded. “Yeah, he has a collapsed lung, and will be in the hospital for a
while, but he will be ok. I had to put a pen in his chest, which is how I got
his blood all over me.”

Blair
kept her arm around him, but pulled the pan with the sausage in it off the
burner.

“Tell
me what happened? How did Harley get shot in the chest? Wasn’t he wearing body
armor?”

Cole
pulled the kitchen chair out and sat heavily into it. He groaned as he kicked
off his shoes. “Yeah, he had body armor on, but the bullet got in through his
side.”

Blair
quickly took the opportunity and pulled open the oven to get the cinnamon rolls
out before they burned.

“Blair,
I don’t want you going around alone with this guy on the loose. I want you to
stay close to me.”

Blair
was making the icing for the cinnamon rolls and turned around with her mouth
open. “What do you mean? I can’t follow you around everywhere.”

“No, of course not.
When you need to work, I want
you under protection. I also want you to carry a gun.”

Blair
laughed. “
Really,
and when I shift where am I supposed
to put it?” She put some eggs and sausage on a plate for him and set the plate
down in front of him. The way Cole just shook his head made it clear he was exhausted.
Blair decided to just drop it. She would make sure she did not wander around
alone in her human form.

“Just
stay close, baby.” Cole got a taste of the eggs, and he stopped. His eyes
closed, and he moaned.
 
After he
swallowed, he looked back up at Blair. “I have missed you so much.”

Blair’s
heart warmed that he missed her cooking so much. She put a warm cinnamon roll
on his plate and watched his face light up for the first time since he had
walked through the door. He made noises of delight as he ate the roll in record
time. He looked at her. “Go upstairs to our playroom and wait for me. I need to
clean up. Then I will reward you properly.”

Blair
threw the towel down that she had been drying her hands with and went straight
to the room with the play equipment in it. She pushed the door open and saw the
Saint Andrews cross in the corner, the sex swing he kept hanging from some
boards he anchored into the ceiling, the punishing bench, and the sex bench.

She
had been on every single piece of dungeon furniture in the room, and she had
fond memories of each piece.

She
wondered what he would do to her this morning. Surely it would not be too much.
He must be exhausted. He would probably smack her ass a few times to get her
good and wet, then fuck her. Blair liked to deny it, but she knew full well
that she enjoyed pain. Sometimes light, other times a bit harder, but a bit of
pain, then some great sex, gave her the best feelings for hours afterwards. She
would smile while Cole held her, and used that special cream to ease any
soreness out of her.

Blair
stripped off her clothes and folded them, then piled them neatly in the closet.
She refused to be like Cole and just toss things. The man could be such a slob.
She was fingering the leather of the fucking bench when she heard his footsteps
approaching. She cast her gaze low to the floor, just as he pushed open the
door.

 
“My, oh my, look at my beautiful submissive
fox. You know what I like, don’t you, special girl.”
 
The smooth tone of Cole’s voice had
goosebumps rising on Blair’s skin. When he slipped into total Dom mode, the man
turned her into a puddle, melting for him.

 
“Come on over here and let me strap you in.”

Blair
wanted to cheer when he took her over to the fucking bench. He used that for
more fun activities. She thought it was odd how much she remembered after so
long. Memories of their antics came back to her, but then
an
unease
flooded her mind.

“Cole,
why isn’t any of this dusty?” She knew Cole liked a clutter-free home, but he
wasn’t the type to dust things.

“I
have kept it clean, hoping you would come back to me. My cleaning skills paid
off. Then when Michael gave you to me, I gave it a good cleaning while you were
hiding.” He looked around with a proud smile on his face.

Blair
snorted.
“Gave me to you.
He is such a meddling ass.”

A
stinging swat landed hard on her ass. “You be careful how you speak about
Michael. He did us both a big favor.”

“Really?”
she asked, turning to look at him. She smiled a skeptical smile. “How did you
come to that conclusion?”

“Both
of us were stuck. I felt I had no right to force you, and you felt like you
were in a rut and couldn’t get out. Both of us were unwilling to move from our
own pain.”

Blair
knew exactly where Cole got that one. She was going to smack Myra when she saw
her next. The little vixen was as terrible as Michael.

 
“So, what are you going to do about it?” Blair
asked as she climbed on the black iron bench that had soft padding for her to
rest on comfortably. She had meant it to be a joke, but the way Cole’s eyes
darkened,
she knew he took it seriously.

Cole
leaned over until his lips nearly touched hers. His expression was soft as he
stared into her eyes. “I am going to reclaim my woman and make her my mate,” he
whispered with emotion. “And I am going to prove to you that I will never hurt
you again.”

Blair
closed her eyes. It was like a dream come true for her, but she was so scared
as well. If something happened and Cole got scared again,
then
ended things, she would not be able to handle that again. It would break her.
She was not that strong of a person.
 

“I
dare you to try,” she responded, then wondered why she said that out loud. Cole
had a way of leaving her flustered and saying things she never meant to.

“I
will. By the end of this, you will be my mate. We will be joined, heart and
soul, forever.”

Blair’s
heart was beating fast and hard as his words sank in. He wanted to mate with
her, now? Mating was for life. Humans divorced, but shifters never left their
mate. Even in death some shifters stayed true to their mate.

“For
now, let’s get to your reward.” Blair felt a cool liquid on her back entrance
as he worked gel into her rear entrance. “Keep your body relaxed,” he reminded
her.

Blair
relaxed muscles she didn’t realize had been tense,
then
closed her eyes at the sensation of Cole's fingers working his way into her
anus. She shivered at the ecstasy as he caressed nerves.

“You’re
going to come so many times that you will be hoarse when I am done with you,
baby.” Cole’s tone was full of promise, and he continued to work his way in.
When he was in, he poured more lube and pulled out almost all the way before
working his way back in.

Blair
shuddered and closed her eyes tightly. She was going to come if he kept that up,
and her muscles strained as her orgasm raced up on her. Cole reached his over
hand to her clit and stroked it.

“Come
for me,” he ordered.

Unable
to resist, she let her body fly and came with a cry.

“Cole,”
she panted, as he continued to stroke her clit and back hole.

“Again,”
he demanded. “I want your delicious cream all over my hand.”

Once
again her pussy clenched as she came once more. She came hard crying out his
name. “Cole.
Goddess.”
Blair let her head fall against
the padded headrest as her body shook.
 
“That was sensational, Cole.”

Cole
laughed a short, amused laugh. “Did you think that is all I am going to do? We
have just
begun,
my little fox.”

Blair
opened her eyes and smiled. “I thought you would be too tired?"

“I
can sleep later. Right now I need to take care of my mate.”

“I
am not your mate yet, Cole.” Excitement made her heart pound. He wanted to mate
with her.

“I
don’t deserve another chance, but I am happy you gave me one.” Cole ran his
hand gently up and down her back. “I was a fool back then, and when you left I
was scared I would never see you again. When you came back my heart lifted for
the first time in four years.”

“I
missed you. I missed you so much my chest hurt.” Blair could feel tears forming
and dripping onto the padding.

“I
broke your heart and trust in me. I have to work twice as hard now. I swear to
you, I will.” Cole leaned down and kissed the tears that were falling. “I will
prove to you that I am a changed man. I won’t hurt you again.”

“I
believe you, but what if you see another officer die?”

“There
are no guarantees in life. I have learned this. I could die in the line of
duty, leaving you alone with our young, but I could also get into a car
accident just as easily.”

“Or
you could live a long life and die an old wolf in our bed,” Blair added. She
hated thinking about death. Life should be lived in the moment, not worrying
about possible outcomes.

Cole
hummed in agreement,
then
stood up. His strong hands
ran over her back gently,
then
left. She nearly
whimpered at the loss, but then she heard him opening a drawer. He was back in
moments and drizzling cool oil over her skin. The smell of cherry blossom hit
her, and she nearly cried. That was her favorite scent, and knowing Cole kept
that around melted her heart. The one thing in the world she loved more than a
spanking was
a body rub
with cherry blossom scented
oil. Cole massaged her muscles by running his hands up her back and putting
just enough pressure to get deep into her muscles.

Blair’s
eyes nearly crossed at the wonderful feeling of the massage. Over and over he
stroked her shoulders, back, buttocks, thighs, and then her feet. Blair was
floating and feeling on the verge of sleep when she felt the head of Cole’s
shaft rub in her folds, then
push
in. He continued to
rub her back while he thrust into her.

The
pleasure of Cole’s thrusts mixed with the back massage left Blair crying out in
bliss.
 
Orgasm rolled over her making
Cole groan.

“You
squeeze my cock perfectly when you come. It is so hard to hold back.”

“Then
don’t,” Blair mumbled against the padding that was getting slick with sweat and
tears.

Cole
listened to her and picked up the speed and intensity of his thrusts. Blair
gripped the padding as another orgasm coiled in her pelvis. She couldn’t come
again, though. She had come so many times in a short period that surely she was
tapped out now.

“Come
one more time for me, Blair. Milk my cock as I come deep inside you,”

 
Blair panted and shook her head. She couldn’t.
It would just build, but never explode. Cole reached between her legs and
stroked her clit. “Cole, oh Goddess,” Blair cried as his shaft stroked her G-spot
and his finger stroked her clit.
 
Her
body coiled further, as spots appeared before her eyes. She cried out, feeling
her voice crack.

Cole
let out a long groan. Then Blair felt his cock pulsing deep inside her,
releasing his seed. When her contracting pussy had milked every bit of his seed
he leaned over her. “I love you, sweet Blair. Never doubt that. I would do
anything for you.” He kissed her lips tenderly making her eyes tear at the tenderness
of his kiss.

“I
love you, too,” she said when he finally stood up again. He pulled his shaft
out, making her sigh sadly at the loss.
 
Cole released the restraints and pulled her into his arms, then walking
her into his room, laid her on the bed.