Fighting For You (Danvers #4)

When she didn’t immediately answer, he started to withdraw from her body. Startled, she locked her legs tightly around his waist saying, “I’m fine Declan, don’t stop. It just . . . feels so good, I’m afraid I’m going to explode if I move and I don’t want it to end.”


Declan’s laugh turned into a groan when she started moving against him, testing the feel of his full weight inside of her. The intimate joining of their body was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. All of the initial discomfort and pain had been replaced by sparks shooting from nerve endings that she didn’t know existed. When he started a slow, easy rhythm, she eagerly met him thrust for thrust. She could sense that he was still holding back, afraid to release the full power of his desire onto her.

Her body was reaching for the crest she could feel just out of her reach and she moved against him impatiently, demanding the strong pace that she knew he was trying to deny her. When he uttered a loud curse, she knew she had won. His body pumped against hers, plunging into her depths again and again. Her head rolled back in bliss and waves of pleasure wracked her body. When his fingers applied firm pressure to her clit, she flew over the edge and heard him as he followed her shouting, “Ellie!”

Afterward, Declan’s weight was heavy on her small frame, but she didn’t want him to move. She could feel him still intimately joined with her and she marveled at how complete she felt. He shivered as she idly ran a hand down his back. When he raised his head to look at her she smiled saying, “How long before we can do that again?”

His big body started shaking as he laughed at her enthusiasm. “I was going to ask if you were okay, but it looks like I have my answer.” After a light kiss on her nose, his expression turned serious. “Did I hurt you, Ellie?”

Ella was tempted to tease him, but he looked so concerned that she couldn’t bring herself to do it. “It was uncomfortable at first, but then it was awesome! Since I’m a real woman now and all that, I think we should order a pizza to celebrate and then go back to bed and do it all over again.”

Declan chuckled and gave her a long, thorough kiss before slowly separating from her body. “That sounds like a plan, baby. I’ll call in the pizza and we can grab a quick shower while we’re waiting for it.”

If not for the impending arrival of the pizza man, Ella was sure she could have overcome his concerns of her being too sore and had her first shower sex experience. As it was, they had both taken far too many liberties with the bar of soap and were breathing heavily when they finally emerged from the steamy bathroom. They sat cross-legged on the floor and devoured the delicious, spicy, pepperoni pizza and then returned to the bedroom to make love at a much slower pace than the first time. Declan was right, she had been sore, but within a few moments of his possession, that had been forgotten as desire took hold of her body.

***

A shrill scream woke Ella from a sound sleep and she looked sleepily around the room trying to locate the source. What she saw made her want to pretend to go back to sleep. Holy shit, am I dreaming? Please let me still be asleep!

After blinking a few times, the figures of her mother, her father, and her sister remained firmly in place in front of her. She cringed when she looked down and realized that she was still sprawled out on a now awake, but obviously confused Declan. “What the hell . . . ,” he began before she clamped a hand over his mouth.

Her hysterical mother finally shook herself out of the daze by saying to her father, “Bob, go call the police, now!”

Her father appeared to be looking anywhere except at her and the bed.

And if she wasn’t mistaken, her sister was actually ogling bare-chested Declan. “I wouldn’t bother, Dad,” Crystal said with a smirk, “Premarital sex might be a sin, but the last I heard, it wasn’t illegal.” Giving another long look at the way Ella was tangled around Declan she added, “And I think we can rule out the whole against-her-will thing.”

“Crystal!” Her mother huffed, “What has gotten into you?”

Everyone in the room turned to look at Ella’s sister when she joked, “I think that’s a question for your other daughter, isn’t it, Mom?”

Ella couldn’t believe that her perfect sister had just made an off-color joke and, even if it was at her expense, she had to admit that at any other time it would have been pretty funny. She felt Declan shift under her and knew that some kind of explanation was in order.

“Ellie—”

She took pity on him knowing that he was at the worst disadvantage; naked in a room full of strangers. “Um . . . Declan these are my parents and my sister, Crystal. I . . . didn’t know they were coming today.” Then turning her attention away from him, she pulled the covers up to her chin, covering both her and Declan and turned back to face her family. “What are you doing here and how did you get in?”

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