Kela's Guardian by B.J. McCall Page A

gave you the cross?”
    Promise me, Kela. You’ll always wear the cross. You’ll never take it off.
    I swear, Daddy.
    The cross will keep you safe. Wear it and I’ll always be with you, protecting you against evil.
    I will, Daddy. I promise.
    “He told me it would keep me safe, but he didn’t warn me about vampires.”
    “What about demons?”
    “Evil. He said it would protect me against evil. He told me good and evil coexist and I must always stand for good.”
    Tears welled in Kela’s eyes. She bit her lip to hold them at bay. Now wasn’t the time to cry.
    Ansara drew her into his arms. “Are you okay?”
    Her guardian was big and warm and he made her feel safe. “Do you think he knew about the cross’s magic?”
    “Your father understood the cross had the power to protect you against evil demons and vampires.”
    “All of this is surreal and horrible. I wish I had my father’s old books, but his library and his research burned in the fire. Everything was destroyed.”
    He rubbed her back, his touch gentle and soothing. “I’m your guardian and I won’t let anything happen to you.”
    Resting her head against Ansara’s chest, Kela closed her eyes and listened to the steady beating of his heart. She wanted to remain in her guardian’s arms forever.
    She ran her hand over his ridged abdomen. His skin was smooth and his muscles hard. Not a hint of softness anywhere.
    His heart rate increased and he shifted slightly beneath her.
    Kela opened her eyes and looked up at him.
    Ansara leaned down and brushed his lips against hers.
    “Let’s make love,” she whispered.
    “It’s okay. I enjoy holding you in my arms.”
    Kela glanced at his erection, then crawled onto his lap. She needed to feel alive and push the bad memories away. “Make love to me, guardian.”
    “Giving directions again?”
    “Suck me and fuck me. Make me forget about vampires. Make me scream.”
    He cupped her breasts in his big hands and sucked her left nipple into his mouth. Fire raced straight to her pussy.
    Kela grasped his cock and stroked him. He was thick and long, hot silk over iron. Straddling his hips, she sank down on his cock. Wet and warm, flesh slid against flesh.
    He grasped her hips, urging her to ride him.
    She raised her hips, sliding up his length, then sinking down to the thick root. Up and down, she moved her hips, taking what she needed.
    He suckled, deep and strong, tugging on her nipple with an intensity that inspired her hips to move. She rode him faster, loving his heat, his hard muscles and the perspiration dewing his skin. Ansara was alive, healthy and all male.
    He reached between her legs and thumbed her clit, drawing tiny circles that curled her toes and sent shivers down her spine.
    Her climax came in a hot rush, her muscles tightening down on him, gripping and squeezing.
    He bucked his hips, driving into her. “Sweet heaven!”
    His muscles tensed and his fingers dug into her hips. Then the tension eased and she melted against him, warm and satisfied.
    After a couple of deep breaths, she asked, “Is that how a guardian swears?”
    Laughter rumbled in his chest. “It is when an Earth woman is pulling his cock out by the root.”
    He’d told her he was a guardian working for the warrior angels, but surely he wasn’t from heaven. “Where are you from? A galaxy far, far away?”
    “That’s as good a description as any.”
    Disappointed, Kela raised her head and looked at him. She wanted heaven to exist, because she had seen hell in Roland’s eyes. “I’m serious. Where are you from?”
    “I wasn’t joking. Thasia is the mystical galaxy of the warrior angels. It’s not only far away it exists in a parallel universe where good reigns.”
    “Thasia is heaven?”
    “Thasia is where the warrior angels reside and where I was trained. Think of it as warrior headquarters. My archangel sent me here here to prevent Vakkar from building a vampire army on Earth.”
    “He can’t rule the Earth with a