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Authors: Lexi Blake
Tags: #Masters & Mercenaries, #1001 Dark Nights, #police officer, #Dom/sub, #erotic romance, #bdsm, #undercover, #McKay-Taggart, #Lexi Blake
He kissed them all, finding even the smallest of places where she’d once been hurt and lavishing affection there.
She protested and giggled when he flipped her over and caressed every inch of her skin. “You’re making me crazy. Kiss me.”
“I am kissing you and this is my time, so you be still.” It was his time to explore her body with no limits, no walls between them. He kissed the nape of her neck, nibbled on her earlobes, and licked his way down her spine. He kissed everywhere those damn ropes had burned. His ropes were the only ones that would ever touch her again. He would bind her in silk and make her feel his love, his devotion.
He could smell her arousal. He chuckled a little as he noticed her hands were fisted in the bedspread.
“Do you want something, baby?” He loved making her beg.
“You know what I want. So give it to me.”
Oh, she really was asking for it. He gave her ass a quick but hard smack. “That was your warning. I’m not going to give you a full-on spanking no matter how much you beg. You might think you know best, but I’m in charge here. I will continue to play with you and not allow you to come.”
She whimpered a little, the sound making his cock jump. “Please, Master.”
“That’s better.” He kissed the place he’d just spanked. “Now ask me for what you want. Use words that get me hot and ready for you.”
He loved it when she talked dirty.
“I want your cock, Master. Please give me your cock.”
He turned her over, loving the way her skin had flushed. He let his fingers find her pussy. Wet. Soft. His. His fingers parted her labia as she whimpered again and closed her eyes, giving over to him. He played for a minute, fucking her with a single finger while his thumb found her clit.
“Is that not enough, baby?”
She shook her head. “You know it’s not enough. I need your cock.”
But she would take what he gave her and he wanted more than whimpering cries. He wanted to make her scream because he wasn’t sure how long he would last once he got inside her. There was too much emotion riding him, too much longing.
He gave her a second finger, curling them inside her to find her sweet spot. He leaned over and sucked her clit.
She screamed his name as she came.
And then he was done with waiting. He covered her body with his and was finally where he’d needed to be all night. Skin to skin. His chest to hers, their legs tangled, their eyes meeting. He made a place for himself between her legs and smoothed her hair back. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Her arms wound around him, binding him as securely as he bound her with ropes. She didn’t need ropes. She just needed to be close to him to make him feel safe.
He leaned down and kissed her, thrusting his tongue in even as his cock found its home. He pushed deep inside her in a single ruthless thrust. She groaned against his mouth.
She pulsed around him, her pussy tight as a vise. So hot. So fucking good.
Over and over he thrust inside, keeping his body tight to hers, wanting nothing at all between them.
Her legs wound around him and he was utterly enveloped in her.
She kept pace with him, matching him thrust for thrust and leaving her mark on his back. He loved the way she fought for her pleasure, gave him everything she had.
But it was too sweet to last. He felt his spine tingle, his balls drawing up and ready to blow. Anticipation flashed through him. This wasn’t the end, just the beginning. He would make love to his wife for the rest of his life.
He ground down against her clit as he thrust in as far as he could go.
Karina tightened around him, holding on as she moaned and rode the wave of her orgasm. She clung to him as pure pleasure swamped his system. He lost his rigid control and plunged mindlessly into her. Over and over he thrust, giving her everything he had, giving up every ounce of come.
He finally couldn’t move again and let his body fall to hers. Her hands found his hair, sinking in and holding him to her body.
He let his head rest against her breast and promised to never let her go again.
Karina dropped her Styrofoam cup in the trash. All around her the meeting was breaking up. Some of the members were old friends and some came and went, their faces fleeting in her memory. They were all passengers on a journey they took together, a journey they chose to take because they’d decided life was worth more than a momentary high. So much more.
“I heard a rumor that you’re going to be doing some charity work,” the meeting leader said with a grin. Howard had been running the three p.m. every day for years.
“As soon as I can find a space.” She was beyond excited about this new chapter in her life. She was in the planning stages, but she was going to start a youth outreach that helped young drug offenders find rehab instead of jail, an education instead of death. “And I’ve been told by my soon-to-be mother-in-law that everything can wait until after the wedding.”
She’d never imagined it, but she was having a big church wedding complete with a white dress and all the trappings. Derek had gone a little pale at the thought and started to argue that they could just elope, but Karina knew a woman on a mission when she saw one.
“Congratulations to you. You’re looking good for a woman who nearly died.”
She let out a rueful laugh. It had made the news and several papers. “I’m good. Terry’s trial is coming up but I’m not really worried that he’ll get off. The prosecutor is a shark.”
And had sort of weirdly become a friend. Maia had promised both her and Derek that Terry would spend the rest of his life in prison. Of course, she’d actually said he’d spend the rest of his life being someone’s chew toy, but that was just how she talked. Maia seemed perfectly happy prosecuting a case she was sure would get her plenty of TV time.
Then there was Will, who just seemed to want everything to go away. She’d been trying to talk to him, trying to get him to come to Sanctum, but so far he’d ducked all her calls. She had to hope he wouldn’t ignore his needs for too long.
“I’m glad to hear that.” Howard patted her shoulder.
“Thanks. I’ll see you next time.”
He gave her a grin. “I bet you will. And bring the grim reaper with you. We’re getting used to him.”
Derek wouldn’t let her come alone. If she needed to go, he would drop what he was doing and drive her and sit outside the church until she walked out. He would be there, waiting to hold her hand.
She stepped outside feeling lighter than she had in forever.
Derek looked over at her and smiled.
Damn, but she felt young again. Two weeks of being engaged to Derek and she seemed to have lost twenty years’ worth of guilt. The minute that man looked at her, she felt young and clean and free.
“Are you ready, baby?” He held his hand out.
She took it. “Yes.”
She was ready. Ready for her third life because sometimes, if a girl was really lucky, sometimes, she got a third chance.
Karina was ready to take it.
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Master and Mercenaries, Book 7
By Lexi Blake
Coming August 19, 2014
A Spy without a Country
Simon Weston grew up royal in a place where aristocracy still mattered. Serving Queen and country meant everything to him, until MI6 marked him as damaged goods and he left his home in disgrace. Ian Taggart showed him a better way to serve his fellow man and introduced him to Sanctum, a place to pursue his passion for Dominance and submission. Topping beautiful subs was a lovely distraction until he met Chelsea, and becoming her Master turned into Simon’s most important mission.
A Woman without Hope
Chelsea Dennis grew up a pawn to the Russian mob. Her father’s violent lessons taught her that monsters lurked inside every man and they should never be trusted. Hiding in the shadows, she became something that even the monsters would fear—an information broker who exposed their dirty secrets and toppled their empires. Everything changed when Simon Weston crossed her path. Valiant and faithful, he was everything she needed—and a risk she couldn’t afford to take.
A Force too Strong to Resist
When dark forces from her past threaten her newfound family at Sanctum, Chelsea must turn to Simon, the one man she can trust with her darkest secrets. Their only chance to survive lies in a mystery even Chelsea has been unable to solve. As they race to uncover the truth and stay one step ahead of the assassins on their heels, they will discover a love too powerful to deny. But to stop a killer, Simon just might have to sacrifice himself…
* * * *
Chelsea looked at the bed that dominated the room. The only bed. Somehow she’d managed to find the shitty motel that didn’t have two queens. No. It was way worse. It was a single queen and there was no couch. And she was pretty sure the floor was covered in disease. “I think I should sleep somewhere else. We need to find another room.”
Blue eyes stared a hole through her. Somehow his eyes managed to be cold and hot given his mood. The color shifted, lighter, icier when he was angry. As warm as the Caribbean when he was happy.
They often seemed so cold when he looked at her. “Your contact said to meet here. We’re staying here.”
“He told me to meet him here. I’m sure they have another room, Weston. You don’t have to sit up all night.” Because there was no way they could share that bed. It was too small. He would take up all the space.
He locked the door and set down his duffel bag on the table. He shrugged out of his jacket because the man wore a three-piece suit on the run. She couldn’t help but stare at his broad shoulders and the way his dress shirt tapered down to perfectly pressed slacks. He tugged at the silver tie he was wearing, pulling it free and working the buttons at his throat until she could see the start of his truly impressive chest.