Tall Dark & Heartless, Page 89
R. L. Mathewson
Page 89
It didn't help his concentration when Danni decided to have an orgasm then and there. Somehow he managed not to lose it as she squeezed him tightly and rewarded him by coating his c**k with her arousal. This woman was wonderful and he knew that it was only going to get better. He'd be shocked if she didn't still have the ability to leave him panting like a fool in a few centuries.
He licked his lips hungrily as he leaned back, uncaring that the top of his head was pressing tightly against the top of the tent, and palmed both cheeks before he parted them to the sides and gave himself one hell of a view. How he didn't lose it then and there he'd never know, but he sure as hell enjoyed the visual.
For several minutes he watched his wet c**k disappear inside her only to reappear seconds later, glistening and ready for more. He released her cheeks with one last squeeze and slid his hands down her back just enjoying the freedom to touch her.
She was his mate, his woman, his to protect, love and kill for and he would never forget that. It didn't matter to him any longer that he hadn't planned for things to end up like this. None of that bullshit mattered to him any longer. The only thing that mattered was keeping Danni safe and happy and judging by the way she was slamming back into him and moaning his name he'd say that he was doing a pretty good job so far, but just in case. . . . . . .
He'd never done this with another woman, but he knew that she'd be able to handle it. He sped up his pace until his movements were a blur and pounded into her as he held her down where he needed her by the nape as his thumb caressed her neck.
"Say it, Danni," he demanded over her load moans.
"If you stop, Caine, I will-"
He choked out a half-laugh at that. "That's not what I wanted to hear," he said tightly, unable to help but smile at the Danni-like answer.
"Oh," she said around a low, needy moan. "Please don't stop?" she guessed, panting hard as she tried to push back against him, but he wasn't having that. He liked her right where she was. In the hot springs he let her take the lead, but right now he was controlling their pleasure and he wouldn't be denied the one thing that he knew would send him over the edge.
Who knew three simple words could turn him on so much?
"Tell me you love me, Danni," he said even though the woman really should be screaming it at the top of her lungs every chance she got.
"Will you f**k me harder if I do?" she asked after a slight pause.
"I'll stop f**king you if you don't!" he snapped back, lying his ass off.
"Fine," she said, sounding a bit put out even as she moaned. "I love you. Now can you get on with it?"
"You're going to drive me out of my mind, aren't you?" he growled out as he did just that and he prayed like hell that she never stopped teasing him and driving him nuts. He loved his mate and wouldn't have her any other way, except her screaming his name, but he got that a minute later.
Chapter 44
Boston Compound
"It's time," one of his guards said as the glass door slid open and several Sentinels holding crosses, holy water and stakes blocked the doorway.
With a sigh, Logan stood up. He wasn't exactly surprised that his execution had been ordered only days after he was found in a compromising situation with a Sentinel's sister, but he was hoping to speak with Izzy one last time. It looked like he was going to have to put that off for a little while.
"Where is Jill?" he asked as he waited to see which men were planning on trying to restrain him, probably the man in front and the larger of the three men in back, he mused as he watched those men break off to the sides and approach him while the other two men readied their weapons.
He was actually a little shocked that they'd waited until night time to do this, but then again they did have their hands full with the war still from what he heard. So this was probably the first chance they had to coordinate this little staking.
"She's no concern of yours, Leech," the blonde man, who readied his stake spat out as the two men made their move to grab him.
None of his concern?
Well, that was just foolish. Jill was his property no matter what ill-conceived notions the woman had. She'd given herself to him and he made damn sure to mark her. With a sigh, he grabbed the larger of the two by the arm, twisted it until the sound of a wet branch snapping echoed through his cell and dropped the man to the ground before grabbing the other one as he made a frantic grab for Logan.
The man's expression registered shock seconds before Logan snapped his neck. The sweet smell of the men's blood told him that they were older Sentinels, which sometimes made his job a lot easier. They were stubborn and set in their ways. He had no doubts that if he was dealing with the young Sentinel named Chris that he would have his hands full right about now, but these Sentinels used very predictable moves to try and take him down.
The Sentinels put up a good fight and did a decent amount of damage, but in the end he was the one stepping out of the cell. He considered setting off the alarm by the elevator to draw more Sentinels down here to exact a little more revenge, but that would be foolish and he was not a foolish man. He knew exactly what he needed to do and this time he would not be swayed from his purpose.
*********
"Give me ten more minutes, baby," Caine mumbled as he turned his head to press a swift kiss to her stomach before going back to treating her like a pillow.
She sighed heavily as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. She hated to do this, she really did. . . . okay, she really didn't, she thought with an excited little grin. In fact, she couldn't wait to get started. Unfortunately for her the big baby sprawled out on top of her demanded a nap. That was about twenty minutes ago. He should be good to go now, she decided as she placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a little shake.
"I need sleep, woman. Don't make me kill you," he said gruffly as he snuggled against her.
Maybe she should let him sleep. As far as she knew he hadn't slept much in the last couple of days. He'd also been feeding her and taking care of her and she probably should just let him rest. A moment later she decided to leave the poor man alone and let him rest. It was the least she could do for him after all.
As carefully as she could she tried to push him off of her so that she could get up, but of course the stubborn man grumbled and bitched as he settled back on top of her. When she tried to move him again he growled, actually growled at her!
"Caine," she said, sighing in exasperation as he tightened his hold on her and moved up until his head was nestled between her br**sts. "If you want to get some sleep then let me up," she said, moving to give him another gentle shove that he easily ignored.
"Comfy," he mumbled as he as pressed a butterfly kiss to the side of her breast.
"Caine,-"
"Sleepy. "
"Caine," she said, biting back a smile even as she rolled her eyes, "I'm not tired. I want to get up. So, if you could just-"
"No. "
"Caine,-"
"Shhhhh," butterfly kiss, "sleepy. "
"Fine," she said with a sigh as she gave up her plans to escape and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She couldn't help but laugh softly when he rewarded her with another butterfly kiss.
For several long minutes she lay there with him in her arms as she tried to fall asleep, but the problem was that she wasn't tired. She was full of energy and needed to get it out. After their day of nonstop sex she should be exhausted, but oddly enough she wasn't.
It didn't help his concentration when Danni decided to have an orgasm then and there. Somehow he managed not to lose it as she squeezed him tightly and rewarded him by coating his c**k with her arousal. This woman was wonderful and he knew that it was only going to get better. He'd be shocked if she didn't still have the ability to leave him panting like a fool in a few centuries.
He licked his lips hungrily as he leaned back, uncaring that the top of his head was pressing tightly against the top of the tent, and palmed both cheeks before he parted them to the sides and gave himself one hell of a view. How he didn't lose it then and there he'd never know, but he sure as hell enjoyed the visual.
For several minutes he watched his wet c**k disappear inside her only to reappear seconds later, glistening and ready for more. He released her cheeks with one last squeeze and slid his hands down her back just enjoying the freedom to touch her.
She was his mate, his woman, his to protect, love and kill for and he would never forget that. It didn't matter to him any longer that he hadn't planned for things to end up like this. None of that bullshit mattered to him any longer. The only thing that mattered was keeping Danni safe and happy and judging by the way she was slamming back into him and moaning his name he'd say that he was doing a pretty good job so far, but just in case. . . . . . .
He'd never done this with another woman, but he knew that she'd be able to handle it. He sped up his pace until his movements were a blur and pounded into her as he held her down where he needed her by the nape as his thumb caressed her neck.
"Say it, Danni," he demanded over her load moans.
"If you stop, Caine, I will-"
He choked out a half-laugh at that. "That's not what I wanted to hear," he said tightly, unable to help but smile at the Danni-like answer.
"Oh," she said around a low, needy moan. "Please don't stop?" she guessed, panting hard as she tried to push back against him, but he wasn't having that. He liked her right where she was. In the hot springs he let her take the lead, but right now he was controlling their pleasure and he wouldn't be denied the one thing that he knew would send him over the edge.
Who knew three simple words could turn him on so much?
"Tell me you love me, Danni," he said even though the woman really should be screaming it at the top of her lungs every chance she got.
"Will you f**k me harder if I do?" she asked after a slight pause.
"I'll stop f**king you if you don't!" he snapped back, lying his ass off.
"Fine," she said, sounding a bit put out even as she moaned. "I love you. Now can you get on with it?"
"You're going to drive me out of my mind, aren't you?" he growled out as he did just that and he prayed like hell that she never stopped teasing him and driving him nuts. He loved his mate and wouldn't have her any other way, except her screaming his name, but he got that a minute later.
Chapter 44
Boston Compound
"It's time," one of his guards said as the glass door slid open and several Sentinels holding crosses, holy water and stakes blocked the doorway.
With a sigh, Logan stood up. He wasn't exactly surprised that his execution had been ordered only days after he was found in a compromising situation with a Sentinel's sister, but he was hoping to speak with Izzy one last time. It looked like he was going to have to put that off for a little while.
"Where is Jill?" he asked as he waited to see which men were planning on trying to restrain him, probably the man in front and the larger of the three men in back, he mused as he watched those men break off to the sides and approach him while the other two men readied their weapons.
He was actually a little shocked that they'd waited until night time to do this, but then again they did have their hands full with the war still from what he heard. So this was probably the first chance they had to coordinate this little staking.
"She's no concern of yours, Leech," the blonde man, who readied his stake spat out as the two men made their move to grab him.
None of his concern?
Well, that was just foolish. Jill was his property no matter what ill-conceived notions the woman had. She'd given herself to him and he made damn sure to mark her. With a sigh, he grabbed the larger of the two by the arm, twisted it until the sound of a wet branch snapping echoed through his cell and dropped the man to the ground before grabbing the other one as he made a frantic grab for Logan.
The man's expression registered shock seconds before Logan snapped his neck. The sweet smell of the men's blood told him that they were older Sentinels, which sometimes made his job a lot easier. They were stubborn and set in their ways. He had no doubts that if he was dealing with the young Sentinel named Chris that he would have his hands full right about now, but these Sentinels used very predictable moves to try and take him down.
The Sentinels put up a good fight and did a decent amount of damage, but in the end he was the one stepping out of the cell. He considered setting off the alarm by the elevator to draw more Sentinels down here to exact a little more revenge, but that would be foolish and he was not a foolish man. He knew exactly what he needed to do and this time he would not be swayed from his purpose.
*********
"Give me ten more minutes, baby," Caine mumbled as he turned his head to press a swift kiss to her stomach before going back to treating her like a pillow.
She sighed heavily as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. She hated to do this, she really did. . . . okay, she really didn't, she thought with an excited little grin. In fact, she couldn't wait to get started. Unfortunately for her the big baby sprawled out on top of her demanded a nap. That was about twenty minutes ago. He should be good to go now, she decided as she placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a little shake.
"I need sleep, woman. Don't make me kill you," he said gruffly as he snuggled against her.
Maybe she should let him sleep. As far as she knew he hadn't slept much in the last couple of days. He'd also been feeding her and taking care of her and she probably should just let him rest. A moment later she decided to leave the poor man alone and let him rest. It was the least she could do for him after all.
As carefully as she could she tried to push him off of her so that she could get up, but of course the stubborn man grumbled and bitched as he settled back on top of her. When she tried to move him again he growled, actually growled at her!
"Caine," she said, sighing in exasperation as he tightened his hold on her and moved up until his head was nestled between her br**sts. "If you want to get some sleep then let me up," she said, moving to give him another gentle shove that he easily ignored.
"Comfy," he mumbled as he as pressed a butterfly kiss to the side of her breast.
"Caine,-"
"Sleepy. "
"Caine," she said, biting back a smile even as she rolled her eyes, "I'm not tired. I want to get up. So, if you could just-"
"No. "
"Caine,-"
"Shhhhh," butterfly kiss, "sleepy. "
"Fine," she said with a sigh as she gave up her plans to escape and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She couldn't help but laugh softly when he rewarded her with another butterfly kiss.
For several long minutes she lay there with him in her arms as she tried to fall asleep, but the problem was that she wasn't tired. She was full of energy and needed to get it out. After their day of nonstop sex she should be exhausted, but oddly enough she wasn't.
