The Bond That Heals Us by Christine D'Abo Page B

you?” When she didn’t respond, he pulled his hand away. “Do you?”
    “Yes, please don’t stop.”
    Chuckling, he brought his glove to his face and used his teeth to pull it off.
    Dropping it to the floor, he returned his hand to her hot pussy.
    “That’s better,” he said and dipped his finger into her cream. As his finger played deep inside her, he let his thumb stroke her clit.
    “Shit, you’re killing me,” she whispered, arching her body against his hand.
    “Good thing I know a doctor.”
    Repeatedly he thrust his finger into her until her juices covered his hand. When he thought she could take it, he added a second finger. Sara’s body shuddered and she leaned forward resting her head on his shoulder.
    “This is what I want to be doing with my cock right now. Over and over again.” He punctuated each word with the thrust of his hand.
    Sara managed a whimper before he kissed her again. Her hands clung tightly to him, bunching his shirt in her fists. All rational thought fled from his mind. With his free hand, Davin tugged her neckline down, exposing her breast. He lowered his head and caught her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. He felt her pussy clamp around his fingers and her cream flood his hand. She was so close to the edge now.
    The dull music suddenly became a loud blare when the door that separated the hall from the bar opened. Davin leaned forward and shielded Sara’s half-naked body from the intruder.
    “Get the fuck out,” he spat out at the pair of drunk men who now stood gawking at them.
    “Holy shit!”
    “That’s fucking hot.”
    “Get…out…now,” Davin turned his face to glare at them.
    “No problem, buddy. Relax.” The one on the left said. “Let’s go.”
    “Man, I want to watch.”
    “He looks like he’ll rip your head off, come on.”
    And as suddenly as they’d arrived, the pair was gone. One look at Sara told him the moment was gone as well.
    “You okay?” he asked, brushing a strand of her hair away.
    She was panting and her eyes were wide. Carefully, she looked around him at the door.
    “Do you think they saw me?”
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    “Not your face, if that’s what you mean.”
    “I…” She looked back at him and grinned shyly.
    “Everyone’s a bit crazy tonight. I doubt they’d remember it was you even if they did see.” When she didn’t answer, Davin placed a kiss on her forehead. “Let me get you home.”
    “No!” She grabbed at his arms, preventing him from pulling away. “We’re not done.”
    Davin’s heart pounded and the blood went straight to his cock. “Oh I’m far from done with you. But I’ll be forced to kill the next man who stares at you that way. I’d rather not get arrested before I make you come.”
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Chapter Four
    Sara didn’t remember getting back to her quarters, only the constant caresses and kisses from Davin. When the two guys had interrupted them, she’d felt a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement. It had only served to intensify her needs and she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to satisfy them.
    The whoosh of the closing door was silent permission for them to let loose. Davin grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, allowing Sara to wrap her legs around his hips. Her dress rode high up on her thighs, keeping her precious inches away from his cock. Fuck, I want him so bad. She felt him tug at the buttons on the side of her dress, sending more than a few flying through the air.
    “Are you sure you want this?” His words came out harsh against her ear.
    She reached down between them and squeezed his shaft through is pants. “In me.
    Now.”
    “Wild one.”
    She did feel wild. Crazy. Not caring about the consequences of her actions. She wanted Davin now, despite knowing nothing about him or his people. She needed his warmth and his touch so she could forget. He dropped her on the bed, quickly following. Sara closed her eyes and held on for dear life.
    Again, he started at her neck, nipping and