The Rogue Hunter's Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 10] (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 18

  “God damn.” Bethany sobbed. “Zaidu!” She screamed his name and tugged at the binds that held her tightly and sobbed. “Killing me.” She arched up into him. “God that feels so good, more.”

  Wiggling his tongue to her flesh as he uncovered her he slid it up and over her clit to scoop up the strawberry. Swallowing the treat, he worked at cleaning her mound off and rubbing the flat of his tongue over her. “I think I should have seconds, I don’t know if I got enough,” he told her and waited for her reply.

  “I think that if you do you will kill me,” she said, grinning. “But damn, what a way to go. I think you totally should, my love. I really and truly think that you need to make me scream again, please.”

  Growling happily, he nipped her inner thigh. “I like that idea.” Reaching over, he grabbed the caramel sauce and dribbled some over her mound so it slid slowly down her pussy and between her folds. Holding the container, he leaned in to lap at the sauce before it got too far and made a real mess. “I think I’ve found my new favorite dessert,” he whispered, dribbling a little more over her flesh to lick at it slowly.

  “And I think that I’ve found that I’m really into bondage. I would never have believed I could willingly give anyone this kind of control. Feels so very, very good.”

  Smiling slightly at her words, he spread her open and let more sauce dribble over her clit and down over her pussy. Watching it, he leaned in to catch it before it hit the pillow and lapped at her slick flesh slowly as he watched her. “We’ll have to figure out what else you like.” He breathed against her, setting the sauce aside once he was sure she was as clean as he could get her with his tongue.

  “That’s something I like a lot,” she moaned. “So very, very much. Anything that has you licking, touching, smoothing over me, baby, is more than perfectly fine with me. Anything that has you fucking me is even better.”

  “Oh I was thinking of just that,” he told her honestly. Sliding his tongue up her torso he pressed a kiss to each of her nipples. “But I think you should roll over.” There was enough play in the belt holding her hands together. “Then I will stick my cock into your super-sweetened pussy and fuck you.”

  “Oh I love that feeling,” she teased with a grin. “Help me roll,” she murmured. “And while you are fucking me from behind are you again going to start to get me ready for you to take my ass?” She loved the way he teased her. She loved the way he fucked her. She loved it all.

  “If you’d like,” he told her honestly, shifting her up on the bed a bit, pulled out the pillow to throw it aside, and helped her to roll to her front. Lifting her hips, Zaidu got her on her knees and elbows, knowing she was still trapped by the tie around her hand. Moving up behind her he rubbed his cock to her. She was a little sticky but it would add to the loving.

  Bethany clenched on him. She bit her lower lip and whimpered, “God that feels so good.” To just feel him touching her, to feel him entering her body. It was truly, truly perfect. “More please,” she whispered softly. “I need more of you, darling.” He was teasing her and it was killing her.

  Grinning slightly, he rubbed his cock over her until she was slick again before pressing into her and thrusting hard to seat himself. Holding her hips tight, he withdrew slowly and thrust in hard, out slow, in hard as he held her to keep her head from smacking into the headboard.

  “So good,” she whimpered. “Harder,” she begged. “I love it when you fuck me. So very much.” She licked her lips. “The harder the better.” She was a glutton for his fucking her and she couldn’t get enough of him.

  Pushing into her hard, he rubbed at her anus as he withdrew slowly. Slamming in, he pressed his finger in slightly as he withdrew. Each thrust he worked his finger deeper into her tight hole, stroking her deeply as he listened through their bond to what she was feeling.

  “There, just like that.” She pushed harder back against him and bit her lips as she did so. Her hands were bound but she could still push back against him, still try to get as much from him as he was willing to give her.

  Letting her ride him he stayed close enough that she wouldn’t have to stretch, his focus on stretching her anus enough to take his cock. He wouldn’t be able to come in her. He’d hurt her with how he knotted. Wiggling his finger a little he growled when she clenched on him. “You like that?”

  “Yes, God yes I love that,” she told him with a whimper. “Please.” She pushed back harder against him. “Please, fuck me there, Zaidu.” She was begging him, needing him, needing this. “I want this. I need this. Forever.”

  “Not yet, darling,” he told her, pulling back and pressing two fingers in, slowly stretching her. Rocking his hips in a slow rhythm he eased his fingers in deeper, his hand on her hip to keep her from pushing back and hurting herself. “I need you to be stretched enough to take me,” he said quietly.

  “I am, honey. God I am,” she whimpered. “I need this, honey. I need you.” She was begging. She was in desperation and she knew it. She was about to try to undo the binds on her arms but resisted. She wanted to submit to him, knew he needed it as much as she did.

  “Not yet.” He slid his fingers in deeper. “You’re still too tight to take my cock, love. I think we need to send you over the edge and then I’ll slide in.” All her silky juices coating his cock wouldn’t be a bad thing either.

  “Then you are so very, very close. Please, honey,” she whimpered. “Because I’m so very, very close. I’m ready to simply scream and come, desperate to come actually, damn it.”

  “Then come,” he told her, reaching around to pinch and squeeze her clit lightly. “Scream for me and come hard,” he demanded. “Then as you lay there recovering I will slid my cock into your tight little ass nice and slow.” As he spoke, he grabbed a condom to roll onto his cock when he could finally slide into her tight ass.

  She did just that. Bethany screamed as she came. Her whole entire being tensed up she came. She screamed his name, the pressure of her orgasm clenching him tight.

  Easing his cock out of her as she screamed louder, now in denial, he removed his fingers from her ass. Rolling the condom onto his cock, he pressed his cock to her tight hole. Pressing in slowly, he let her orgasm and the ripples of the muscles pull him in deeper as her breathing switched from huge sucks of air to short pants.

  She didn’t tense up, she didn’t pause, but instead she pushed back against him. Moaning as she did so she shivered, gooseflesh rising on her skin as she pushed back against him. “That feels so good.” She never would have believed that anal sex would have felt so good but it did, he did.

  “Easy,” he said quietly, stroking his hand down her back as he pressed forward. Growling deep, he cupped her pussy as he bent over her and withdrew to press into her again, his fingers sliding into her slick pussy to stroke her lightly.

  “Oh Gods, yes!” she screamed when his fingers dipped deeply into her pussy. She felt such intense and incredible pleasure and never, ever would give it up. “Zaidu.” She began to shake. She began to shudder. Her body began to move eagerly with his and happiness filled her body and soul.

  “That’s it, baby,” he growled as he began to move harder, faster. So tight, so fucking good. “You like this?” he asked her, pumping his fingers in and out of her wet pussy. “My cock up your ass, you seem to like it. You’re so fucking wet.” He breathed against her ear. He was close. He’d have to pull out soon. Couple more thrusts into her tight hole and he’d pull out and finish in her pussy.

  “Yes, yes, I love it,” she told him. “I love every single part of it.” She moaned. “Please, please harder. I want and need to come again.” She was never going to get enough of this, of being with him. This was what they both needed, to be able to fuck each other until they couldn’t see straight.

  He needed to come, too. “Hold on, darling.” He went to pull out but thrust in once more on a groan. “I need to pull out before I come, don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered and found himself slamming into her again with a shudd
er, his balls tightening up between his legs.

  “You won’t hurt me. Please,” she begged to him. “Somehow, someway. Please, honey, I need and want to feel you coming. Don’t care where but it needs to be inside of me.” So if it wasn’t going to be in her ass he needed to be in her cunt, now.

  Pulling out before he hurt her, he pulled the condom off and tossed it into the wastebasket in the same movement as he spread her pussy wide and slammed into her hard. Driving into her twice he came on a howl, his cock leaping inside her hot depths as he knotted and his seed was pumping into her over and over.

  Bethany’s scream echoed along with his howl and she shuddered. Clenching on him over and again Bethany’s vision wavered and she fell back against the bed hard, her hands still tightly tied around the headboard and unable to move.

  Dropping with her when she dragged him down by his dick, Zaidu grunted and growled at her softly. Nipping her shoulder, he reached up to untie her hands but left her to figure out the blindfold. He was having a hell of a time even thinking, let alone moving.

  She blindly tugged the blindfold off and moved her hand so that their hands could entwine and smiled. “Gods, I love you so very, very much,” she whispered quietly. “I will never, ever be able to get enough of you, sweetheart.”

  Brushing a kiss to her shoulder he smiled slightly. “Good because I have the intention of devouring you inch by inch. We really should buy some caramel sauce though. I like my Bethany with a little sauce to her.”

  Bethany grinned at that and sighed happily. “I like that,” she whispered. “A great deal. But later, baby. Right now I’m exhausted and I think we both need a bit of a nap, sweetheart, before we get up and fuck like bunnies again.”

  “Good plan,” he said with a groan and, once he could, he pulled free of her body and fell over onto his back next to her. “Gods, I can barely move. I think you nearly killed me that time, woman,” Zaidu told her, dropping his hand to her ass with a light smack.

  Bethany smiled and moved so that she was curled against him. “Good thing I didn’t.” She yawned again and then pulled the blanket up to cover herself and him. “I love you, Zaidu. Rest well. Wake me when you wake and we will finish our meals, okay?”

  Wrapping his arm around her, he pulled her closer and nodded. “Of course I will, love,” he assured her softly. Pressing a kiss to her hair, he closed his eyes and yawned wide. Shifting her closer to him he laid a hand on her ass and the other on her arm. “Sleep, baby,” he whispered before dropping off himself.

  “Already there,” she whispered softly and with one last kiss to his shoulder, dropped off and into a dead sleep, exhausted and simply giving in to the desire for rest.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Walking slowly through the house, Zaidu climbed the stairs and went to the room Bethany was using as her office. Leaning his shoulder to the door he watched her as she puttered around. Clearing his throat softly he smiled slightly when she looked up. “Just heard back from Talon,” he told her quietly. “We’re to be at the base at ten tomorrow to go with him to the Council for your statements to be given.”

  Bethany nodded and licked her lips. “Will it help them find Brian, my twin?” That’s who she was most worried about. She knew that Zaidu could handle anything thrown his way. She just worried about how crafty and sneaky Brian was.

  “Can’t hurt, but this is about the Rogues,” he told her quietly. “We’ll chat with Quincy about your twin and see if he can’t help us on that score.” Especially since Z’s last talk with the cops had been less than stellar on finding the bastard. Brian had gone quiet so they had no way to find him, and he was too careful to get caught before he was good and ready, so they were screwed.

  “Oh.” She licked her lips and shook her head. “But I’m not really going to be very helpful for the Rogue thing,” she muttered. “So while you talk to Talon I will talk to Quincy?”

  “Nope, you have to give your statement to the entire Council before they pass down final judgment on the Rogues that I let live,” Zaidu said, moving in closer to her. “Quincy’s on the Council, sugar, so you can’t talk to him until after it’s all done and they render the verdict. But you will have to talk to Talon. He’ll be the one questioning you and me.”

  “Oh them,” she groaned. “Goodness I had tried so very hard to forget them. I will do it though, whatever it takes to ensure that those fuckers never again come after any woman.” She growled, getting better at them with hanging around her Wolf.

  “Yes, you are getting better at them,” he agreed, sliding an arm around her. Brushing his lips to her temple, he breathed her in. “Do it again, Bethany,” he demanded, quietly resting a hand on her ass.

  Bethany smiled and leaned into him and said, “I can’t do it if I’m thinking about it, but I can when we make love or when something makes me all grumbly. So yeah, I can’t do it on command but it wouldn’t take much to make me growl again.”

  Snorting, he shook his head at her. “You trying to proposition me, little mate?” he asked her curiously. “And, for the record, since you are mated to a Wolf you really should learn to growl on command. After all, what if I’m being mobbed by females while we’re out and you freeze up. Whatever will I do then?”

  That did have her growling. “If any bitch dares to touch you I will rip her fucking hand off.” She growled. “I mean it. I will not let anyone fucking touch you that I don’t want touching you. Family is one thing, friends are one thing. Fucking anyone else will not work.”

  Smiling slowly he kissed her. “See that, I knew you could growl on command,” he teased with a chuckle. Rubbing his hand up and down her back lightly, he nipped at her lip gently. “What were you doing up here, darling?” Zaidu asked curiously looking around at—well—slight chaos would be the best description.

  “I have a showing in the gallery next month and I’m trying to arrange the setting for the dinner party prior to the opening so that enemies aren’t at the same tables, lovers and adulterers aren’t at the same tables, and so on.” She sighed and leaned back. “If it weren’t for the Children’s Hospital I would cancel it but I can’t,” she grumbled. Looking to him, she smiled. “Will you please come with me? I’m late in asking you but I didn’t want to give you anything else to stress about while hunting the Rogues so I waited. Now I’m asking. Will you be my date?”

  “A date?” he asked, quite frankly shocked at the concept. At her happy nod he thought a minute. “Well I don’t know, darling,” he hedged, deciding to play it up a little. “It’s so sudden, so last minute, whatever will I wear?” he teased with a slight smile.

  “A suit,” she said without hesitation. “It’s a black-tie affair so you will have to wear a tux. Sorry, hon. But if it makes you feel any better I have a gown that is going to make you drool when you see me in it. It’s one that I had custom made and will have to wear double-sided tape to keep my boobs from showing.”

  Growling at the idea of anyone seeing her breasts, he pulled her in tighter. “You’d better have a lot of that tape,” he said. “Because you flash even one person and there will be a bloodbath at your hoity-toity little affair.” Which brought up the next thing, “I don’t own a tux, or even a suit for that matter. I’m a jeans and tee guy, Bethany.” Z pointed out the obvious. She’d seen his closet after all.

  “And I love that about you, love, so very much. I love that you are able to do jeans and tees the way that you do. We will just go and get you a tux. There is a clothier in the town that we love who adores me.” Mostly because she had given his daughter a painting worth a small fortune. “And he will make you a suit.”

  “You sure?” he asked quietly. “I just don’t want to embarrass you, darling. It’s not exactly my scene.” Like that was a stretch. He was down and dirty, rough and tumble, definitely not someone that fit into her world.

  “You would never, ever embarrass me. I love you, Zaidu. No matter what you do it would never bother me. Trust me, it’s not my favorite thing by any stre
tch of the imagination, but it’s for a good cause so I do it.”

  “I hope you remember that, darling,” he told her, softly rubbing his nose to hers. “I will promise not to drink out of the toilet bowl, but that’s the only promise I’ll make.” Not really, but the only one he’d verbalize about that night. “When is this?” he asked with a frown. He’d have to arrange for security.

  “Two weeks, well…” She counted. “Nine days. I completely and totally forgot all about it until I received a text from my assistant asking me for the seating chart. I about shat myself to say the least,” she admitted. “So yeah. Nine days. It’s black tie, invitation only, with a minimum starting bid on the paintings of two hundred fifty grand.”

  “Seriously, two hundred and fifty G’s for a painting?” he asked skeptically. At her nod he shook his head. “People are weird,” he muttered. “I can’t imagine paying that amount of money for anything, well, except this house, and even this I got for a steal.”

  “I’m not cheap,” she told him with a smile. “I only do three paintings a year and they are very, very highly sought-after paintings. These are ones that I did just for this auction.” Bethany told him with a smile. “And they pay it and a hell of a lot more, believe me.”

  “They’re your paintings?” he asked, staring down at her. Then the little tidbit of information came back to him and he nearly groaned at his idiocy. He’d completely forgotten she was an artist. “Well, you’d better get a hell of a lot more than that. You’re bloody priceless, babe.”

  She smiled at that and winked. “I’m glad that you think so, honey. I happen to think that you are rather priceless myself.” She stood and moved toward him. “Now then, what more do we have to do today before we can go and get you fitted for a tux?” Okay so she was also putting off seeing Talon as well, but she really had to get this party up and going to.