...She could feel his arousal pressing into the back of her thigh. The heat of him was overwhelming her. She stilled finally. "Why are you doing this?"
He lowered his head until his warm breath caressed her ear. "Because I can. That’s what you decided wasn’t it? That I was going to? That’s why you’ve been cussing at me and fighting me for the last ten minutes?"
She gulped in a breath of air, trying to ignore the subtle slide of his legs between hers. "You don’t want to do this, you don’t have to. You can’t!" She let out a yelp as his arousal brushed the outer lips of her sex as he flexed his hips.
"Oh but I can. I’m only a man after all and this position you’ve chosen is very… stimulating. I’m glad you suggested it."
"Please… Aerem… I’m sorry I fought you…"
"Provoked me?"
"Um, yes. I’m sorry. I was startled, confused… please, let me go and I’ll behave."
He leaned forward and nibbled the skin of her neck. He lingered a long time, zeroing in on the spot that made her shiver most. "Somehow I doubt that Sweetness." He kissed her neck one more time and leaned forward, tracing the shell of her ear with his tongue. "Remember Angel, I’m only a man. The next time you provoke me, I’ll be inside you before you realize you’re flat on your back." As he rolled off her, he slid his hand down her spine. "And a lovely one it is too."
She rolled quickly to the side and off the bed, standing hesitantly beside it. Her arms were crossed protectively over her breasts and her left knee raised slightly in an effort to block her from his view. Silky black strands tumbled wildly about her shoulders. Phoebe glanced around the room wildly for a moment. "Pplease, may I have something to wear?"
He leaned back on the bed, making no effort to hide his arousal. He chuckled as Phoebe glanced at him and blushed before looking away. "But you have such a lovely body." He chuckled again as the blush covered her entire body. He stood and pulled a soft, sleeveless undershirt from a drawer and tossed it at her. "This is the best I have at the moment."
She snatched it up quickly and drew it over her head. It settled around her comfortably falling almost to her knees. The armholes also reveled more of her breasts than she preferred, but she wasn’t complaining.
He pulled back the covers and lay back with his head against the headboard and patted the spot next to him. "Come get some rest. You’re exhausted."
"I could take a blanket and curl up in that chair over there." Her voice was hopeful as she looked at him.
He sat up with a low growl. "Get in this bed now. I’m tired and I have no more patience with your foolishness. I promise not to rape you."
She stumbled forward a few steps, reaching a hand toward the blanket. In an efficiency of movement, Aerem reached out and grabbed her hand, tumbling her onto the bed and rolling her neatly into his side. He tucked her snuggly against him in a spoon fashion, her back to his front, and flipped the covers over them. "For spirits sake, you trust me to care for your child but not yourself. You are an odd woman Phoebe."
She shuddered slightly against him, trying not to notice the strength and warmth of him. The last of the fight slipped out of her and she dropped her head to his arm. "You promise not to harm us?"
His hand came up to stroke her hair. "I will protect you both with my life, so long as you obey me."
The words slipped out and Phoebe was so sleepy she didn’t realize she said them. "I have a problem with that obey thing… just so you know."
Aerem leaned down and lightly kissed the top of her head. "I had a feeling." He watched her for several long minutes before smiling and snuggling her tighter against him. She already trusted him, she just wasn’t ready to admit it yet.
TBC...
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