Monroe, Marla - The Edge of Night [The Protectors 3](Siren Publishing Classic)

by Marla Monroe

  “No playing around, fuck me already,” she gasped.

  Morgan grinned and scooted up closer on the bed and began tunneling into her slowly, then gained speed until he was pumping in her like a piston in a machine. He knew he didn’t have long before he came. He reached between them and found her clit and gently pressed against it with each stroke of his cock. He gradually increased the pressure until she was jerking around him in her climax. He shouted and shot cum deep within her. A few seconds later, he heard Tyler curse and Morgan felt the bed shake.

  Morgan scooted up on the bed and kissed Amanda, murmuring how pretty she was when she came. She snuggled against him.

  “I’ll be right back, baby.” He rolled out of the bed and met Tyler returning with a warm bath cloth.

  “Thanks,” he said, taking the cloth back to clean up Amanda before they went to sleep. Tyler grinned and shook his head.

  “You’ve got a hell of a woman. I hope you aren’t thinking about leaving her when this is all over,” he whispered.

  “Mind your own business, Tyler.”

  “Maybe I am. Maybe if you don’t take care of her, I will.”

  Morgan ignored him and, after bathing her, threw the cloth into the bathroom and slid back into bed with her. He curled around her and, after a long while, fell asleep with the thought of Tyler and Amanda burning in his brain.

  * * * *

  They were back on the road by nine thirty the next morning. It wouldn’t be long before they made it to Stillwater, then on to Dodge’s home just outside of the city proper. Amanda was looking forward to meeting the man who would free her from Guy once and for all.

  “Remember, as soon as we get there, you’re taking a nap. You didn’t sleep much last night. You were up several times,” Morgan called back to her as they cruised down the interstate.

  “I know, but I want to know what Dodge has found out.”

  “I know you do. I do, too. He’ll tell us when he has it all in place.” Morgan patted her hand where it rested around his waist.

  Less than an hour later, they pulled into the quaint little university town of Stillwater. They rode around the area before taking a long road that led outside of town. About five miles down that road, and they turned down another road that changed to gravel and ended at the end of a beautiful yard surrounding a magnificent house with a wraparound porch. A wheelchair ramp went up one side of a set of wooden steps.

  Tyler helped her climb off the bike. Morgan took her hand as soon as he was off. The twins climbed out of the cab of their truck and waited on Tyler and Morgan to lead the way. Morgan kept Amanda by his side almost as if he didn’t want her near the other man. She couldn’t imagine that being the reason with how intimate they were together at night. It confused her. She quickly forgot that confusion when the door opened and the most handsome man she’d ever seen walked out onto the porch with a slight limp.

  “Close your mouth, Amanda. You’re going to catch flies,” Morgan laughed.

  Amanda’s mouth snapped closed. She couldn’t believe she’d been staring like a lovesick fool. So what if he was easy to look at? He wasn’t Morgan. No one would replace her feelings for him. Not even this heavenly hunk of a man. Pretty almost described him, but he was handsome, too.

  “You going to introduce us or just stand there like the asshole you are?” Dodge asked, looking down at them.

  “Dodge, this is Amanda. Amanda, Dodge.” Morgan turned to where the twins stood. “These are Jethro and his brother Justin.”

  Dodge nodded his head at each of them. He deliberately walked down the stairs as if to prove that he could. Once he was on ground level, he limped up to Amanda. He looked her up and down and smiled, then held out his hand to shake hers.

  “Pleased to meet you,” Dodge said, holding her hands to his lips for a soft kiss.

  Amanda didn’t know how to take him. Morgan hadn’t said a thing about Dodge’s flirty side.

  “That’s enough, Dodge,” Morgan said with a grin.

  The other man laughed and turned to slap Morgan on the back. “Wondered when you would ever show up here.”

  “Dodge, how the hell are you?” Tyler asked, shaking his hand.

  “Doing fine, doing fine. What about you? Still lovin’ ’em and leavin’ ’em?” Dodge asked him.

  “You know it.” Tyler winked at Amanda.

  “Come on in, everyone. I’ll let you settle in. There are plenty of rooms. Um, Justin, Jethro, I have you in a room with twin beds. May not be the most comfortable…”

  “We’ve slept on far worse. Don’t worry about us,” Jethro told him.

  Dodge limped around the house, leading them all to their rooms. The room she and Morgan would be sharing seemed huge to her. It held a king-size bed, dresser, chest of drawers, and a couple of sofa chairs. The bed looked inviting. She really hadn’t slept that well the night before, but she didn’t want to miss out on what was going on, either.

  “Let’s get you settled down now,” Morgan said.

  He picked her up and sat her on the bed. He began unlacing her boots to pull them off.

  “Morgan, I don’t want to take a nap right now. I want to know what Dodge has found out.”

  “I know, baby, but you need to rest. I promise we won’t make any decisions or start anything going until you’re up again. Just a couple of hours, baby. You’re pale and have shadows under your eyes.”

  He unfastened her jeans and pulled them down and off her legs. Then he did the same with her blouse and bra.

  “You’ll come get me if I oversleep? You promise?” She finally gave in.

  “I promise. I’ll come wake you up personally. Maybe even join you for a little while before we have to be down for dinner. How does that sound?” He kissed her on the lips, then on the nose.

  “You’re trying to distract me, Morgan.”

  “Is it working?” he asked, toying with her panties.

  “You know it is.” She yawned and hated the telltale sign that she really was sleepy.

  Morgan tucked her in under the covers and turned off the light before closing the door behind him. Amanda sighed. He could get her to do anything. All he had to do was ask, and kiss her. Knowing their time was almost gone put a damper on her excitement over finally getting Guy out of her life. She loved Morgan so much that it hurt sometimes just looking at him. Knowing he wouldn’t stick around once she was safe nearly tore her heart out. She wasn’t sure she would have been able to go on if it were not for the little life growing inside of her.

  She needed to stop dwelling on what couldn’t be and make plans for the future. She needed somewhere to live and a way to work and save for the baby. Where did she want to live, a big city or a small town?

  Questions circled around in her head until she finally drifted off thinking about small apartments and gingerbread houses—and Morgan hanging up a swing.

  * * * *

  “She’s a nice-looking woman, Morgan,” Dodge said as they all sat in the living room.

  “She’s been through a lot over the last week. I sure hope you have something to get this bastard off her back for good.” Morgan stretched out his long legs in front of him.

  “I think I do, but a lot of it working is going to depend on how strong she is emotionally.”

  “What does that mean?” Morgan asked.

  “Let me start from the beginning,” Dodge said.

  He stood up and limped over to the TV and popped in a disc. After returning to his chair, he pressed the remote, and the TV came on. Then a very detailed sex scene played out with a dominatrix disciplining a man with a dog collar and chain around his neck. She flogged him, leaving red welts on his back and buttocks.

  “This, gentlemen, is Guy Winthroup. The woman is Lady Diane, and a very much sought-after woman for her many skills.”

  “Shit!” Tyler leaned forward for a better look.

  “Fuck.” Morgan knew this wasn’t going to go over well with Amanda.

  “I’ve met her. She’s
a solid Dom,” Jethro said.

  “Do we really want to know?” Tyler asked.

  “Smartass.” Justin shook his head.

  “So, we have several copies of this. I suggest she locate a lawyer and retain him, leaving a copy of this with him. Then open a safety deposit box and keep a copy there as well,” Dodge began. “Next, she sends a copy to Guy with the understanding that if anything happens to her or her child, the disc will be aired all over the Internet and news.”

  “She can handle it. It won’t be easy, but she can do it.” Morgan knew Amanda. For her child, she would do anything.

  “In addition to that, she needs to speak to him in person and get a letter with him signing over all rights to the baby. It’s the only way that the child will be safe with her. Should the disc or something similar get out without our help, he would have no reason then not to go after the child. And, with him running for mayor, someone might end up with a copy of this or something else. That would take away her hold on him, so she needs the letter.”

  Dodge swung his bad leg around to the desk and rifled through some papers until he came up with the one he was looking for. He handed it to Morgan.

  “What’s this?” Morgan asked.

  “These are the names of several good lawyers who specialize in child welfare issues. Any of them would be good for her to work with. I’d suggest she use one close to where she is going to settle down.”

  “Something we haven’t had time to discuss,” Morgan said.

  “She’s welcome here as long as she wants to stay,” Dodge said.

  “You making a play for her, Dodge?” Tyler asked in a serious voice.

  “Hell, what woman in their right mind would want a cripple like me?” Dodge said in a bitter voice.

  “Nothing wrong with you, man,” Morgan said. He didn’t like the idea of Amanda staying there, but then he didn’t like the idea of Dodge talking about himself like that either.

  “Yeah, tell that to Lynn.” Dodge stood up and had to steady himself on the desk before he stomped out of the room, his limp even more noticeable than before.

  “Shit, he’s really not that much better. When he was talking about Amanda and all, I thought he was doing better,” Tyler said.

  “I could throttle that woman,” Morgan said.

  Lynn had been Dodge’s wife until he came home missing part of his leg. She’d lasted all of one month before she had filed for divorce and walked out. Morgan had never much liked the woman, but Dodge had been crazy about her. She’d always seemed too uppity to him. Dodge had used all of their savings to build the house and furnish it like she wanted. Now it was a living monument to her, and Dodge refused to sell it.

  “So, what do we do now?” Justin asked.

  “Relax and keep our eyes and ears open for anyone snooping around. Just because we have a way out of this doesn’t mean it’s all over yet. It will take a while to put it all in place and for him to get the money off the streets so everyone will back off,” Morgan said.

  Jethro nodded. “I say we take turns patrolling the area. I’ll take first. Justin, you’re up next. Then Tyler and Morgan.”

  “Good idea,” Morgan agreed.

  “You better go talk to Amanda and let her know what’s going on,” Tyler said.

  Morgan wasn’t looking forward to that part, but it had to be done. He just hoped she would go along with it. It was a risky plan, but the best one under the circumstances, he decided. He checked his watch. She’d been asleep for a little over an hour. She should be about ready to wake up now anyway. If she wasn’t awake, he’d crawl into bed with her until she did wake up.

  Something about the thought of easing in close to her relaxed him in a way he hadn’t been relaxed all day. He wanted to pull her back into his arms and hold her and protect her from everything that would upset her. But he didn’t have that right. He wasn’t sticking around. One day she would find someone to love her like she deserved.

  So why did that just piss him off?

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Amanda slowly became aware of a warm body pressed close to hers. She froze at first, then remembered where she was and knew it was Morgan. Although he had removed his shirt, he still had on his jeans. Still, his erection pressed hard against the crack of her ass. He wanted her. It never failed to amaze her that he wanted her even though she was growing round with Guy’s baby. How much longer did she have with him? A few days? A week?

  He nuzzled her neck beneath her ear with his nose and lips.

  “Wake up, sleepyhead. I know you can hear me.”

  Amanda slowly rolled over until she was staring up into his eyes. They were heavy-lidded with desire. His cock insistently throbbed against her thigh, begging for attention. She knew what sort of attention it wanted, too.

  “Something tells me you’re horny,” she teased.

  “I want you, Amanda. I want to bury my cock so deep inside of you that you’ll never forget me.”

  That one sentence nearly broke her heart. Already he was pulling away. She knew it would happen, but she had hoped for a little longer. It must mean that they had a plan to get Guy off her back sooner rather than later.

  “I want you to fuck me, Morgan. Fuck me like you mean it—like you’ve never fucked another woman before.”

  Morgan leaned over her and took her lips in an almost gentle kiss. It wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted hard and demanding. She parted her lips so she could stab into his mouth with her questing tongue. He picked up on her urgency and took over the kiss, taking it deeper and hotter than ever before.

  She encircled his neck with her arms, pulling him tighter against her. The hair on his bare chest rasped against her nipples. She moaned into his mouth and moved from side to side for more stimulation. Morgan caught on and began to pluck and pull on one of her nipples while he held himself up with his other hand. Her breast ached, swelling even as his fingers twisted and tugged on the elongated nub.

  He left her mouth after a few seconds and traveled down her chin and around her jawline, sucking and nipping as he moved. When he reached her earlobe, he pulled it deep into his mouth after nibbling insistently at it. She moaned and hissed at the slight pain, but didn’t mind at all. He was making her feel too good all over.

  As his mouth trailed kisses down her neck to her shoulder, his hand left her breast to head for her pussy. He stopped when he reached her rounded belly, hesitating for a few seconds before continuing his trek to her hot cunt.

  When his mouth closed over one nipple, she arched her back and grabbed at his hair to hold him there as he sucked and teased and titillated her with his tongue and teeth. The feel of his teeth pulling on her nipple sent shock waves to her already wet pussy. They traveled down her spine until she felt her toes tingle.

  “More, oh God. More, Morgan. Please,” she begged, digging her hands into his hair.

  He answered by changing nipples and dragging one finger through the juices from her pussy. He circled her clit without touching it. Amanda tried to chase his finger with her pelvis to no avail. He kept her from stimulating herself on his questing finger. Finally, she growled in frustration.

  “Don’t tease me. Fuck me.”

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to fuck you. Just not right now. Right now, I’m having fun.”

  “Remember that two can play at that game,” she said in a breathless voice.

  “I’m looking forward to it,” Morgan answered.

  With her next breath, he plunged his finger deep within her hot pussy and fucked her with it as she keened out loud. He pulled out and added a second finger before entering her. He searched around inside her until she knew he would find that special spot that sent her flying.

  While his mouth ravaged her breasts, his fingers dipped in and out of her cunt until he finally located her hot spot, causing her to gasp for breath as suddenly stars exploded behind her eyes. He reached his thumb up and applied pressure to her clit, sending her flying higher than ever before. She gasped f
or breath, calling out his name as she came, flooding her pussy with her juices. He withdrew and slid to the bottom of the bed where he began sucking her cum up as fast as she delivered it.

  “You taste like heaven, Amanda. I can never get enough of your sweet honey.” He swiped his tongue over and over, scooping up her juice, humming his appreciation.

  His tongue began building her up again as he rasped over her clit with each pass of it. Amanda tugged on her nipples as the feeling of expectancy began to build in her womb all over again. When she felt the first tingles of climax, Morgan stopped and climbed over her. He positioned his cock at her slit and pulled her legs over his elbows before delving into her hot cunt in one deep plunge. She cried out as the pleasure/pain of his girth took her by surprise. He stopped, letting her adjust to his presence, then began slowly moving in and out of her tight pussy.

  She urged him on faster by raising her pelvis to meet his thrusts. He slowly increased his speed until he was powering in and out of her. Amanda reveled in the feel of his cock tunneling deep within her. His dick touched her cervix with each deep thrust. When he rolled her up higher on her shoulders and fucked her harder than ever before, she felt her climax sharpen as it built tighter inside her womb. She could tell he was getting close since he was losing his rhythm.

  “Fuck baby, I’m going to come.” He reached between them and applied pressure to her clit, sending her over into oblivion.

  The next thing Amanda knew, he was cleaning her up with a warm cloth. She moaned and turned her head in order to see him. He looked thoughtful as he finished with the cloth. She watched him discard it by the bed. When his eyes didn’t meet hers, she knew he was regretting having let go so thoroughly with her. She swallowed hard and gave him the out that he needed.

  “Damn, that was good. Too bad we’re going to be parting ways soon. I could get used to sex with you.” She stretched and sat up on the edge of the bed, effectively turning her back to him. “I need a shower. I bet everyone is ready to eat dinner by now.”