Chapter 511-520

The Broken Warriors Daughter Chapter 511-“You’re the best Cali. | had a great time tonight. We should do it again soon.” | say, hugging my best friend.

“Works for me. | like staying here in the packhouse. | get all the good gossip.” | head up to the roof and Clint is there, waiting for me.

He turns when | get to the top, rushing over to help me. “There you are. | was beginning to wonder if | needed to come get you.” “Nope. | was just catching up with Cali.” He lays down, patting his chest for me to lay on him. “Telling her what a great kisser Lam?” He asks smugly. “Actually, yes.” | say and | delight in the shocked look on his face. He hadn’t expected me to admit it.

“What else did you tell her about me?” | lay my head on his chest, looking at the stars. “That | sleep on the roof with you every night.” His hand goes into my hair, and | can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. how did Cali take that bit of information.” “And “Well, at first, she was concerned that I’d given into your whoring ways and was having sex with you. But when | told her that wasn’t the case, she was surprised, but happy that I’m happy.” He lifts my chin so I’m looking up at him. “Are you happy?” I nod. “I am.” His smile lights up the night. “I’m glad.” He leans down and we end up kissing until we both pull away, panting. get some sleep Lily bud.” “Goodnight Clint, thanks for watching over me tonight.” “It would be my pleasure to watch over you every night, Lily bud.” Donovan starts purring in my ear and that’s all it takes to send me into dreamland.

Time to I’m kissing Clint. His tongue playing with mine as he expertly teases me. He pulls away and begins kissing down my neck, his teeth grazing across my | gasp and arch my back. Nothing has ever felt so good as his teeth on the spot where my mate will mark me.

| moan, wanting something more, but | don’t know what it is. His lips come back to mine, and | begin to move against him. | can feel something building inside. me, a heat like I’ve never experienced before. I’m whimpering, pushing my body against him, trying to find a release for this heat, this pressure.

“Lily.” He says, softly in my ear, and it only makes the heat grow.