I placed my hands against Brack's chest and gripped his shirt tightly in desperation. He surprised me by unsnapping my bra through the back of my t-shirt. He pulled on my lower lip with his teeth before his lips left mine long enough to tear my shirt over my head. My bra went with it. His mouth came back home. I needed this and I needed his skin against mine. I wrenched his shirt upward. There was nothing graceful about our sexual dance. Hot skin met hot skin. My nipples went hard. My breath came in short pants. His mouth ate them. Within seconds, our skin dampened with sweat from sliding against each other. The kiss was tongue, lips, and teeth. Nothing gentle. I unsnapped his jeans. Before I could work the zipper, he picked me up and carried me to the bed.My back hit the comforter and he whipped my shorts and panties off in one quick move. He didn't take time to look at my body, his eyes stayed on mine. The eyes that burned me from the inside out. He lowered his zipper and stepped o
I continued resting on my stomach with Brack splayed half over my back. He'd pulled my legs down to make me more comfortable but at the same time, he was heavy, and I loved it. His breath feathered through my hair and his palm made soothing motions on my thigh. We'd been this way for maybe ten minutes. Brack wasn't in a hurry to move, which was nice for a change. I was like most other women on the planet and enjoyed cuddling after sex."You awake?" he finally whispered."No," I immediately replied. That earned me a stinging pinch to my backside. "I don't think I can move," I added with a giggle."Mmm, me either."He made me smile. "You mind if I roll over?"He shifted and helped me resituate myself so I faced him with both of us on our sides. I think I could look into his unique eyes every day for the rest of my life. His fingers trailed down my cheek before placing a section of hair behind my ear.I had to ask, "So why now?"His eyes left mine for a split second before returnin
The following day, two additional bodyguards arrived at our island. Yep, our island. I could think of the hut as a home now, too. Both changes in thought were self-preservation. Scared didn't come close to touching the terror I felt over any thoughts of leaving. I could easily stay here for the rest of my life. We could build another hut for my father. He would do anything to keep me safe, including giving up his seat on the Senate floor.And monkeys could fly, red shoes would save my world, and I was a fool.I shook Ray's and Herman's hands firmly. These guys were not Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb. They signed up to stand between me and a bullet. Brack told me Herman, what a name for the thirtyish guy, was good with knives. He would be giving me lessons. His thin body was the exact opposite of Brack's. He was also a foot shorter. Looking into his dark eyes, I had no doubt he was lethal. Ray, on the other hand, looked like a big redheaded teddy bear. He blushed when his hand swamped m
Brack's mouth stayed glued to mine as he lowered my legs to the floor. He pushed my shorts to my ankles and I kicked them over my shoes to the floor. The only thing he took the time to do properly was lay my holstered gun down gently. His pants made it to his hips before he hoisted me back up and I locked my legs around him again. He gave a hard forward thrust pushing his cock deep inside me. I wished we'd taken the time to remove our shirts, but a moment later I didn't give a damn. His hands cupped my ass and spread my cheeks as two fingers entered my asshole. It burned and so did his cock. The last thing I was thinking about when we entered the hut was sex and my exhausted body was a little slow on the uptake. He slowed his thrust until my juices allowed him to glide smoothly."Harder," I cried. His mouth claimed mine again and we waged war with tongue and teeth. I swear he had better never cut his hair. My fingers tangled in the sweaty locks and pulled as I rode the steam engine ca
My introduction to Ray's fighting techniques wasn't at all like working with Herman's. Ray used his size to push me around and had no problem pummeling me. He took his teaching skills seriously. Ray was slower than Brack and Herman, but I still had trouble staying off the mats."You need to stop him from grabbing you or you'll face-plant every time," Brack said as he lifted me from my face-down position on the mat. I would scream again, but there was no air in my lungs. I wasn't sure who I hated moreBrack for the smile he tried to hide or Ray for leaving me with a body covered in bruises."Then fucking teach me how because nothing I'm doing works."Brack smoothed down my shirt, which caught beneath my boobs. "Sometimes you need to run. You're doing a great job at attacking, but you also need to know when escape is in your best interest.""That's what you think. I'm taking Snuffleupagus down if it's the last thing I do," I huffed as I walked back to the center of the mat. "Come on,
Two weeks later, I was still beat up and bruised. The only difference- my trainers were, too. It made things interesting to have three men teaching me what I needed to know. I learned each style. I also picked up from them and used the others' styles against them. Three out of five times, I was down, but the other two were when I kicked ass.Brack and I planned to barbeque with Ray and Herman later. We'd received a large supply of steaks, and Ray was out in the surf fishing. If he caught anything, we'd add it to our dinner. All three men grumbled over vegetables, but too bad. They would eat what I put in front of them.We enjoyed steak and some fresh whiting for dinner. Ray and Herman left early. They slept in split shifts and never stayed around after eating. Brack told me they camped in tents but moved the location daily. They were part of Brack's team because they adapted to their environment as well as being damn good men. He met both of them in the military.I felt a little gui
Two new bodyguards met us at the airport."No change in condition," one of them said as soon as we approached.They weren't introduced, so I didn't have names. Brack remained all business and didn't so much as give me a comforting squeeze. Match over, I thought to myself. I knew our relationship would end. This was for the best.We arrived at the hospital and the two men stayed with me in the waiting room while Brack checked on Mack's condition. I had no idea Mack was his cousin; Brack got into intensive care because he was family. A man and woman showed up a short time later. They were Mack's parents. I was glad they had no idea who I was. If I could melt into the floor I would. I prayed silently that Mack would live.Brack came out and gave Mack's parents both hugs. He thankfully didn't introduce us. They spoke quietly in the corner for a few minutes before they went back to see their son. When Brack turned to me, I could see the fury in his eyes. It was four in the morning, but
My heart rate had tripledthe large room made smaller by Brack's anger. I calmed myself just enough to hide my trepidation with a mask of stubbornness. "You knew this was coming. This guy wants me. You've done what you can by teaching me to defend myself. He'll pick off the people in my life one after the other. Your cousin is in intensive care because of me. His parents came close to losing their son." I placed my hand out when Brack came closer."This isn't a game, Olivia. This guy will kill you or, like I said, do worse. And that's only before he kills you. He's sick. My job is to keep you safe."This was it. I had to get through his block head. I knew what needed to be said, what twisted words had to be spoken, "Well, that lasted as long as it took you to climb into my pants. You already told me you compromised my safety. You think my father will continue paying you if I tell him that?" My heart almost caved at the emotions that crossed Brack's face. Hurt, anger, stubbornness, and