Excerpt of Under His Guard by Rie Warren

“Let me feed you.”

His tongue wet his lips. His voice turned husky. “Okay.”

I dipped a piece of bread in a saucer of rich honey.
“Open your mouth for me.” His lips opened and I couldn’t
help but imagine the head of my cock pushing through them to
be welcomed by his tongue.

Honey dripped down my fingers. It drizzled onto his
tongue. He sucked it inside and I groaned. I swiped more
honey from the bread over his lips until his mouth was shiny.

“Take a bite,” I forced out.

He tore off a chunk with a grin. The gorgeous bastard
was playing with me.

The seductive dance continued with cubes of cheese and
slices of fruit. Watching him eat was one of those simple
pleasures I hadn’t let myself enjoy. I soaked it all in, not
knowing how long any of this would last. With that thought
always in the back of my mind and Leon stretched against me,
I dipped my fingers into the honey and fed them to him one
by one. Watching his smoky eyes, listening to him hum as he
suckled my flesh took simple pleasure to heightened
intensity. When a drop of honey clung to the corner of his
lips, I gave up resisting. I licked his mouth, pausing to
dip just inside.

Eyes hooded and heavy lifted to mine. “Now I can touch you?”

“Yes.” I barely got the word out.

He got off the bed, put the tray on the small table by
the window, and returned to crawl between my outstretched
legs. Grasping both sides of my shirt, he slid it down my
shoulders and off my arms.

“I could eat you up, beb.” Fingers sliding along my
torso, trailing as if counting the muscles clenching at his
touch, he sunk his teeth into the sinew between my neck and
shoulder.

My head cranked back. My hips surged up.

He soothed the bite with his tongue. “So many muscles. I
like my men big but you’re like a fuckin’ tank.”

He squeezed my pecs, rubbing his palms in circles. His
mouth joined his hands. His wet pink lips and flushed skin
stood out against my black body. When his tongue flicked one
nipple, I growled at the harsh pleasure. My cock reared up,
looking for an escape from my pants. I felt it press against
Leon’s hip. He sucked my other nipple and grinded down on my
length.

My need was a bright hot coil low in my groin. “My
turn,” I said.

Taking him by his hips, I swiveled him around until he
flipped to the bed beneath me.

He gripped my biceps. “Mmm. I like it when you use dem
muscles on me.”

Fucking hell. I could barely see straight, thinking
about what it would be like to rip his pants off and attack
his body, grab his tight ass and pull the cheeks open. I
sucked hard on his neck, laughing when his back arched and
his words became garbled. I gave him another love bite at
the muscular hollow of his collarbone, bruising his skin
until it turned red, then purple.

I tugged his shirt off, throwing it behind me. I undid
his belt and quickly whipped it away. I stared at his
swollen lips, remembering how he’d turned away earlier when
I’d tried to kiss him.

I inhaled sharply and retreated from the bed. “I think
you better do the rest.”

“You wan’ me to take it all off?”

I shook my head no, meaning yes, of course.

“Too bad. ’Cause I’m commando under these.”

Jesus fucking Christ. That was a visual I didn’t think
my cock could withstand. I turned away, keeping my back to
him through sheer force of will as I heard the rustle of
clothes. When I heard his pants thunk to the floor, every
single muscle from my calves to my shoulders tensed.

“It’s safe to look now.”

I doubted that very much.

He lay on his back. He regarded me with a smile on his
lips, arms crossed behind his head. Tufts of soft-looking
hair under his arms mirrored the thin line that trailed from
his navel and beneath the sheet around his waist. His biceps
were two tight hills of muscle. He wasn’t a massive brute
like me but a tasty, perfect package of slim strength and
sexuality.

“So all’s I gotta do to get into your bed is find out
I’m destined to die in a few weeks?” Biting his lush bottom
lip, Leon sent me a wink.