He waited for his words to penetrate her foggy, post-orgasmic mind. All he wanted to do was continue sucking her clit. He had spent many years dreaming about being with Addie. His fantasies were nothing compared to having her in his arms for real. Shaun loved watching her come apart. Her first orgasm had come from his fingers and tongue. Smiling, Shaun skimmed his hands up and down her thighs. Her soft flesh felt good underneath his palms. He intended to be Addie’s first in everything. He wanted her beneath him with her soft breasts naked against his own skin. More importantly, he wanted her with him without fear of fucking war. She didn’t deserve to live in fear, and she didn’t deserve Brendan’s kind of treatment. He’d heard all about the other man’s primal needs, and what he’d heard disgusted him. The show Addie witnessed was tame compared with what he’d heard. Brendan’s kind of kink was a little extreme. Not a day went by when he didn’t fear for her. He meant every word he spoke.
