The Guardian - Rated R excerpts

The Guardian - Chapter 49.5

In an attempt to keep the majority of Guardian PG-13 for my more sensitive readers, I have excerpted this scene from the book. I just had to write it though, as Evan and Emil deserve some alone time ;)

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Instead of leading Evan back to the house full of vampires, I led her into the barn. I had only used this building instead of the house for so many years, that it was plumbed with a shower and held most of my clothes. Enjoying the curious light in her eyes, I pulled her by the hand to the back of the barn where the shower was. Not needing privacy, I had never bothered with a shower surround or curtains of any kind. Really, all it consisted of was bare pipe, the faucet and showerhead, anchored to a bare wall support, and a drain set into a slab of concrete. Nothing glamorous.

A little unsure of my choice now, realizing we would be open to the elements here, I said to Evan, "I wanted to get a few moments with you away from the others, but there's really no privacy here. If you'd rather, we can go inside..."

"This is fine, Emil. No one will bother us," she said as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

I groaned at the pleasure of her touch on my bare skin, but she misunderstood and drew away.

"I'm sorry, Emil, I didn't mean to hurt you," she said as she gently touched my stomach.

"You didn't hurt me, I'm fine now," I said, only lying a little. I pulled her close to me again and kissed her fully on the mouth as I tore her ruined blouse from her.

My jeans were stiff with dried blood, as were hers, so I backed her toward the shower and turned the hot water on, shielding her from the cold until it warmed up. I looked into her green eyes and saw my future there. Now the hot water was cascading over us, making our skin slick, and ran in rivulets over Evan's curves. Reaching down, I undid her jeans and trailed kisses down her soft body until I had taken the wet material from her feet. I lingered over her belly, holding her close to me.

"Zauvijek ću te voljeti," I murmured to my daughter.

Evan's fingers tightened in my hair and she asked me, "What did you say?"

"I will love you forever, in my native tongue," I answered as I rose to my feet.

Evan's lashes glistened in the mist rising around us, her eyes focused intently on me. Without words, she slid her fingers in the waist of my jeans and undid the button and zipper. I could tell the material was still stiff, and reached to help her rid me of the uncomfortable clothing. As the full length of our skin met, Evan's energy wrapped around me in a heady buzz, heightening each sensuous caress of her hands.

As I reached to lift her so we could make love, she held her ground and shook her head.

"You can't lift. Doctor's orders," she said sternly, followed by a sexy smile filled with promise. "It's my turn to take care of you."

Evan swung my body around and pressed me back against the timber the shower was anchored to. I protested as she pulled back from yet another dizzying kiss full of teeth and tongue, to trail nips and kisses down my neck and onto my chest. My low abdomen clenched as she swirled her tongue over each of my nipples and on down my stomach. The only thing ruining the moment was that she had to avoid the duct tape that was still holding me together. Evan tortured me with kisses at my knees and hips, avoiding the area I so desperately wanted her to pay attention to. I had never had this experience before and was shocked at how much I wanted it.

When I thought I couldn't wait any longer, and had twisted Evan's hair into my fists, she wrapped her mouth around me and drove me to a pleasure beyond any I had ever experienced. Not wanting to hurt her, I barely suppressed my urge to pump into her as she moved up and down the length of me. She began to moan in pleasure and had dug her nails into my backside as she increased her speed.

"Evan!" I cried as I lost myself to her, holding her to me to stop her from further movement, as I was sure one more stroke would shatter me.

After a moment, I released her hair and opened my eyes to gaze down at the vision kneeling at my feet. Evan had a triumphant smirk on her face and she bestowed one last kiss upon me before she got to her feet.

"We better finish up before the others start to look for us," she said, pressing close against me.

"What about you?" I murmured against her cheek.

"Hearing you call my name did it for me. I'm good," she answered, licking my earlobe, sending yet more shivers through me.

"Do I know you, succubus?" I asked Evan, amazed at her brazenness, as well as excited by it.

"You've only just started to get to know me, but you are the first and only one who will ever truly know me," she promised.

As I released her, I kissed Evan once more, then set to washing both of us off quickly. Sharing a towel, we took turns drying off. I gathered clothes from the shelves in the makeshift closet I had in the barn. Tossing Evan one of my shirts, I realized her clothes were all ruined.

"I don't have any more of your clothes here. We didn't really pack to stay," I said apologetically.

Evan moved up next to me, where I had pulled on a new pair of jeans. She looked at the tag on another pair and said, "These will work. Womanly hips and all."

How could watching a woman put on clothes turn me on? Although a bit long, and loose in the leg, the waist hit her low on her hips and hugged her curves. "They most certainly do work."

Knowing if we did not leave that moment, I would probably have her naked again, I tugged Evan after me into the night.