Elite Metal-ARE-epub (39 page)

What. The. Fuck?

Chrome paced back and forth with his erection bobbing from the juncture of his thighs and a cat-o’-nine tails held firmly in his grip. The last of the sun’s rays shining through the trees spotlighted the massive tattoo that honored his fallen brothers sprawled across his entire back. With his battle-scarred body and rippling muscles, the guy looked like a total badass Viking and more than capable of ripping someone’s head off, even with that good-sized man pole waving in the wind. He tilted his head to the left and right as he looked at his woman with a satisfied grin curving his lip.

Cammie stood ankle deep in the river, facing away from Ant’s position. She was drenched in sweat and her back looked like a Rorschach test in tones of cream and sunset pink. As she swayed in her bonds, the light glimmered off her wet skin and made her sparkle.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” Chrome said, then flicked his wrist. The tails lashed at her backside, causing her to rock forward on her toes. As she fell back, she let out a moan.

“You love the bite of pain, don’t you?
My
pain?” He swung again. “What about the bite of my teeth?” He stepped up behind her and appeared to sink his teeth into her neck. With his free hand, he raked his short nails down her back, and Cammie let out a throaty moan in response.

Damn. Ant knew Chrome was hardcore in everything in his life, he just never put it together that the intensity would have carried over into his sex life. And from the squeals and moans coming from Cammie, it sounded as if Chrome had met his sexual match.

“Oh my goodness,” Beth gasped softly at his elbow.

“Jesus, Beth,” Ant whispered with a start. He bent to murmur in her ear. “I told you to stay back.”

It was as if he hadn’t spoken as her gaze was riveted on the couple before them. With each lash Chrome doled out, Beth’s breath would hitch as if she were the one receiving the blows. Her body swayed and her eyes grew drowsy as she seemed to become one with the bound woman.

Ant shifted on his feet, trying to relieve the pressure of his fly on his hard cock, and looked between Beth and the couple. Was she picturing herself in Cammie’s place? Did she want to be bound and helpless as he did whatever he wanted to her body? By the flush of her cheeks and the hard points of her nipples poking through her T-shirt, he’d bet good money the answer was yes, which confused the hell out of him.

Wasn’t this the type of act Chesterfield had subjected her to for the last five years? If anything, he thought that the reminder of her time with Chesterfield would make her cringe and turn away, not become mesmerized.

Cammie cried out, and Ant looked back to see Chrome plunge his fingers deep into her sheath. “You are so wet. But I think you need to be wetter.”

He stepped before her and crouched down to splash handfuls of water onto her body. As the cool water cascaded over her, she writhed and cooed, her movements shaking the spindly branches she was tied to.

“Feel good?”

“Yes Sir,” Cammie replied.

“What would make you feel better?”

“More.”

“Tell me. I want the words.”

She let out a growl then cried, “I want your cock inside me. So deep it hurts. Oh God, Sir, make me hurt.”

His features tightened to almost deadly focus as he stood and shifted Cammie in his arms. His cock entered her body in one great lunge then withdrew to slam in deep again.

Her body bowed backward as she rode him like a cowboy on a bronco going for the national title. Chrome was relentless, battering his hips at a blistering pace, and his girl took it like a champ, calling his name and asking for more.

Ant’s heart raced as he watched the coupling, and the brief glances he tossed Beth’s way confirmed she was right there with him. He knew they should back away, but for the life of him, he could not force his limbs to move.

Just when he thought he would drop dead from a heart attack, Cammie screamed and Chrome followed with an agonizing groan as all of his muscles tensed. Their mutual orgasm appeared to go on and on as they twitched and moaned while locked in a tight embrace. Chrome’s legs shook as he untied Cammie and stumbled to the blanket that was laid out on the riverbank.

He wrapped her in his arms and smoothed his hands up and down her back while whispering in her ear and dropping kisses on her cheeks. Cammie sighed and snuggled deeper, burrowing into his side. The gentle touching was such a stark contrast to the bestial coupling from moments before. Ant had to wonder if this was the same man who had wielded the whip.

Next to him, Beth shifted and when he turned in her direction, he stifled a gasp.

Silent tears streamed down her cheeks as she watched the couple with so much longing, he was ready to promise the moon in order to give her whatever she wished.

“Beth?” he whispered and touched her arm.

She jumped and looked up at him with guilt in her eyes before turning and creeping back in the direction that they had come.

When they were out of earshot of his commander he tried again. “Beth, sunshine, why are you crying?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Sunshine, believe me, what we just witnessed was not nothing. What’s wrong?”

“I just—it’s. He really loves her.” She shook her head. “I never realized—” she shook her head again and all but ran back to his cabin.

What he wouldn’t pay to hear the rest of her sentence.

He followed her into his one-bedroom cabin and caught her hand before she escaped into the bathroom. He was coming to realize the shower was one of her favorite hiding places. The next few minutes were too important in their relationship for him to allow her to hide. She was going to have to let him in if their relationship had a slushies’ chance in hell to survive.

“Beth, wait.” He hugged her close. “Sunshine, did what we just saw turn you on?”

She lifted her head and nailed him with an accusatory glare. “Did it turn
you
on?”

He pressed his hips into her belly and gave her undeniable proof of his arousal. “I think I’d have to be dead not to be turned on by that. I’ve never seen anything like it before in my life, and I’ve seen lots of weird shit.”

She tensed. “You think that’s weird? What they did?”

Shit. How had he not seen that land mine? “I didn’t mean weird, just unusual, especially since they have kids, well, they’re not
his
kids, but you know they’re parents and I didn’t think, well, yeah.” Christ, could he stammer anymore?

Was this what she meant earlier? Was she into the rough stuff and didn’t know how to tell him?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

He bunched the hair at the nape of her neck in his hand and pulled. “Beth. Did watching them turn you on?”

The muscles in her throat worked as she swallowed hard. The pupils in her eyes dilated as tremors shook her all over. Her voice was deep and husky as she replied, “Yes.”

“Good.” He left it at that and took her mouth in a hungry kiss.

She stiffened for a second, then softened against him like warm taffy. She tasted so sweet, he could feast on her for days. In fact, he was ravenous for a deeper taste right at that moment.

He pulled away and reached for the hem of his shirt. “Take off your clothes.”

“Ant—”

“Take them off or I will rip them off you, woman,” he warned in a tone of voice that made no mistake he was ready to follow words with action.

She gasped then released a soft moan as she lifted her shirt over her head. The flesh of her breasts shimmied as she trembled and removed her pants and panties.

“That’s it.” He gripped another handful of her hair and kissed her hard as he walked her back until the front door stopped their progress.

He trailed biting kisses down her torso then licked a path to her hip. Sinking to his knees, he pushed her thighs apart and cupped her mound in his palm. Holy fuck, she was drenched. The peachy lips of her sex were ripe and ready.

He went in for a taste, stabbing his tongue into her sheath to lap at her juices. He alternated between sucks on her clit and delving deep into her channel as her cries of pleasure rained from above. Her thighs on either side of his head quivered and the bite of her fingernails into his shoulders made his dick ready to burst.

“I can’t hold back anymore,” he groaned and stood, tearing at the fastening of his jeans. “I’ve got to feel that sweet pussy around me.”

If his thought his vulgar language would shock her, he was dead wrong as she reached for his shoulders and pulled him closer.

He hooked her left leg over his arm, and with his free hand, guided the swollen head of his cock to her dripping opening. Taking a cue from Chrome, he shoved all the way in with one brutal thrust then held his breath.

Beth shouted out with the brutal intrusion, then melted, fucking melted, around his dick. Her eyes rolled back and she sighed, “Yes.”

The light was green. He lifted her right leg and hammered into her again and again. Power infused his bloodstream as the door at her back rattled on the hinges.

Emboldened by her mewling sighs and the flutter of her cunt around his plowing erection, he let his inner beast free, reveling in the freedom to take his mate in all of his primal glory.

“Cup your breasts,” he ordered with a voice that was more animal than man. “Put your nipple in my mouth.”

Her pussy tightened as she guided a pink tip to his lips. He bit down on the tender skin and bounced her harder on his cock.

“Please,” she panted. “Please, please, please.”

He let her nipple go with a wet pop. “Please what?”

“I want to come. Please.”

“You want to come?” He pressed his lips near her ear. “I want you to come, too. I want to feel you squeeze my dick tight. Come for me, sunshine. Come.”

She screamed his name and shattered in his arms. Her sheath rippled and gushed over his cock in a wave of ecstasy he had never felt before.

Fuck. Wait. He
had
never felt this way before. For the first time in his life, he wasn’t wearing a condom.

For some reason, the thought made his balls draw up tight and ready to release his seed deep within her depths.

He fought the urge to come, although his hips refused to obey and continued to pound into her pulsating body. “Shit, baby. Condom. Are you. On anything?”

“Pill,” she gasped. “Left behind.”

“Fuck.”

He stepped back, dropping her none too gently to the floor. Her knees buckled the moment her feet hit the carpet. The sight of her, wet, panting, sated below him was the last straw and he shot his load onto her heaving breasts.

As the cum splashed onto her tits, she cupped the mounds and presented them as a target that made his inner beast howl with pleasure. Fuck yeah. This was
his
woman, marked in
his
seed. Unbelievably, the sight made his cock harder as he pumped the shaft and milked it for every drop. If the rest of his body wasn’t so damned shaky, he’d have pushed her to her back and fucked her some more.

He moved the dripping tip of his cock to her mouth, and her lips parted without hesitation. The tip of her tongue reached out to lick his cock clean.

Lust raced down his spine and a few more drops of cum eased out onto her tongue.

“That’s my girl. My beautiful girl. My beautiful little slut.”

She pulled away and looked up at him as if he’d slapped her. While his brain scrambled through an orgasm-induced haze, she shifted to sit on her knees and placed her hands palm up on her thighs and lowered her gaze to the floor.

“Will that be all, Sir?”

The abrupt shift from sultry passion to arctic chill was too much for his sex-drugged mind to comprehend. He nodded, or so he thought and mumbled, “Yeah.”

She jumped up and ran for the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

His brain officially shut down and he stumbled back to land hard on the bed.

What happened? He just had the best orgasm of his life, and she had been responding so beautifully, better than anything he ever imagined. Where had he gone wrong?

Even more pressing, how in the hell was he going to fix what he didn’t know was broken?

Chapter Nine

It wasn’t unusual for Ant to stay up all night long for some reason or another. But that particular night was the most bittersweet of all.

Beth lay in his arms, a reality he never thought was a possibility, but although she was physically present, he sensed she agreed to share his bed with reluctance. She had come to bed dressed in the pajama set Alayna had brought her and had turned her cheek when he leaned in for a kiss good night. With a few unintelligible murmurs, she rolled away and fell asleep.

Now he liked to believe he was a smart fellow, so he had a hunch her spiky attitude was caused from their earlier heated encounter when he called her a slut. Yeah, that probably had not been a good idea, but the moment had been so hot, and the word just slipped out. Seriously, that had been some of the down-and-dirtiest sex of his life and the urge to get nasty came naturally. But obviously their signals had gotten crossed somewhere. Damn, just when he thought he had the rules figured out, she went and uploaded an update and he was back on level one.

The cool distance between them didn’t dissipate during a breakfast of eggs and toast and continued as he walked her to Poppy’s office for another day of questioning. This time it was only the ladies who were required to be in attendance.

“Hey.” He stopped her at the door and turned her to face him. “I’m sorry. Whatever I did to make you pull away, I’m sorry. I just want you to be happy.”

The blue of her irises shimmered as tears pooled in her eyes before she blinked them away. She popped up on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth. “You have nothing to be sorry for. I know you care about me.”

Her words did not bring him comfort. “If you need me, call. I’m going to dig through Chesterfield’s communications from last night and see who he’s contacted.”

She nodded and offered him a soft smile then stepped into the office.