Wicked Surrender (13 page)

She was thorough and cleaned off every last drop of
seed
.
He popped free of her mouth, and then he grabbed her by the waist and threw her back onto the bed.
She was a
full
of arousal, a hard empty ache
that bore a
dark hole inside her.
She certain if he thrust once into her she’d fall apart in the greatest orgasm of her life.

He stood at the edge of the bed and ran his hands over her legs again and again. Each time he reached higher and higher. She didn’t know if it was his touch or the way his eyes claimed her that made her mad with lust.

His hands left her,
only
to be replaced by his mouth at her knee. Soft, wet kisses against the back of her knee,
on
the top of it, then up each side of her inner thighs. Closer and closer to where she wanted his mouth until her hips were rising and falling off the bed like a wave.

The first touch of his tongue against her was like pure ecstasy. But too quickly it was gone and he was back to kissing her thighs, stroking her legs. A feral growl rose up in her throat. Her beast was stalking around in its cage, its tail lashing out at the metal. When she looked down at him, she knew her eyes glowed.

He met her gaze, a sensual promise in his eyes. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll make you come. Then I’m going to
have
your ass.”

# # #

Jackson wasn’t a man who took a job lightly.
And
Vera had never been so grateful for something in her life.

He settled between her legs, grabbed her thighs in a hard grip
,
and held her open befo
re settling in on her pussy.
His tongue licked, tasted, and learned each lip and fold like he was trying to memorize it.
He skirted around her clit, and even after she clawed his head
closer
to her throbbing need, he still danced around her with lips and flicks.

Sweat formed over her body in a sheen. Her hips danced against his mouth over and over, yearning for his touch
to be firmer
. Her heart was beating so loud that the only thing she could hear was it and her choppy breathing.

“Jacks,” she moaned, her stomach quivering. He
pulled
back and blew a cool stream of air over her swollen, aching clit. Then he looked at her. The look hit her like an arrow in the heart. It was Alpha. The demanding, possessive look she’d only seen between Vane, Rome
,
and their mates.
A look that
said
: This is mine.

Her body acted on its own. She was slave to it.

Vera threw back her head, lifting her body into an elegant arch, and spread her legs open. Giving herself to him, offering her
obedience
to her Alpha.

Jacks groaned, and then his tongue fell on her. Swift, excruciatingly intense pleasure that bordered on pain and brought liquid fire boiling in her blood
swept through her
in a pulse
. She came in seconds, her pleasure pouring out from her mouth, her pussy in moans and waves of liquid heat.

She moaned as he pet her, murm
ur
ing husky words of approval of how beautiful she was, and then he turned her over gently. Vera’s body was so loose she couldn’t lif
t
her arm if she had to.

Strong fingers coaxed into the muscles around her spine.
A soft sigh teased past her lips.
She was more than content to let him massage the muscles of her back.

His touch was s
trong and sure, almost reverent
. The first touch of his lips to her spine sent chills through her body. He trailed kisses, nips, and licks down the length of her back until finally coming to rest at her
buttocks
. His hands boldly cupped and shaped the
flesh
, spreading
the cheeks
wide, then up.

Vera turned her cheek to the side and closed her eyes, simply feeling the pleasure of him touching her. She’d never felt anything like
it
, had never had a man worship her with his hands and mouth, and that’s exactly what he was doing. He was paying homage to her body like she was the most the beautiful woman in the world.

The first touch of his finger in the cleft of her cheeks was like lightning in her body. Wild, forbidden, exciting.
She held her breath, squeez
ed
her eyes shut and let her body feel.

She felt the excitement in his hands to be touching her like
this;
they were
gentler
than usual but shook enough for her to feel it.

He reached between her legs and spread them open in a vee. Two fingers dove into her pussy eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. He rocked his fingers insider her, curled them, spread them, then finally pulled them out. She heard a wet sound and opened her eyes to
find
him licking her cream away like it was forbidden fruit.

His eyes never met hers,
were
focused on her cleft and sex. He looked mesmerized.
Predatorily
. When his fingers returned, they rubbed over her clit, pushed back into her pussy then finally rubbed over her tight hole. The first touch sent her ass thrusting back at him.

He chuckled at her, the sound rasping. “Eager, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question so she didn’t answer.

His finger circled her closed anus then pushed a fraction inside. Vera moaned at the sensation, so
similar
to being filled in her pussy, yet different all the same. The cream from her orgasm worked wonders as he pulled the finger out and back in, working only the tip inside.

While his finger worked a teased, her pussy tightened and cried out. She’d felt this before, when he’d first put his finger inside her
when they’d been against the wall
, but this was so different. Before his cock had been fucking her, and the sweet delicious friction of both lengths working inside her had been
mind-blowing
, stunningly wonderful.

This though was different. Her pussy wept cream with each tiny thrust of his fingers, jealous at the
intrusion
.

“Put your cock in me,” she said between clenched teeth.

His chuckle was one of supreme masculine satisfaction. “No can do baby, you’re not ready yet.”

She
growled
the sound no longer human. “I meant in my pussy.” He only laughed at her.

“Be patient baby and you’ll get something so much better.” Her hands fisted
in
the
bedsheets
.

“Why can’t I have both?”

“Another time,” he promised. “For now, just feel, relax. Aaah, that’s it.” He pulled his
wet
finger out and worked it
in
slowly until he couldn’t go
in
any further. From there he
thrust
his
finger
.
The pleasure had her gasping.
Vera could sense his patience waning.

“So fucking beautiful. I can barely wait.”

His finger left her and then the bed dipped and she heard footsteps. She turned
her cheek to the other side to
see him going to the bathroom.

“You better not leave me like this.” He came back with a bottle in his hand. “What is that?” Unease had her legs closing.

He came back to her and split her legs back open
again
. “It’s lube.”

She couldn’t stop from laughing. “And what, you just brought that with you on the trip? You know just in case.”

He laughed. “No, it was in a drawer in the bathroom. It’s meant for massages or...”

She heard the cap open and the sound sent chills down her arms. A heavy hand fell to her
ass, plumped,
and massaged the flesh with a possessive hand.

“God I love your ass.” The way he said it made her melt. The man
was
simply after her heart, there was no doubt about it.

She felt a finger stroking gently over her tight entry almost as if...seeking permission. Her body was thrummed so tight
that
if he sucked her nipple hard enough she was sure she’d come.

She nodded against the bed and then there was pressure and his finger worked back through her muscles. She sighed at the intrusion. He’d oiled his finger and now it slid in easily.

He pulled back and she couldn’t stop the pitiful groan that left her. Just as
quickly,
two fingers were pushing into her.
She tightened against the much wider invasion feeling like she was splitting apart.
It hurt
at first but then pain left and only
felt... incredible.

“Wow,” she said, having a hard time making her mouth work.
She heard his grunt of approval
,
then he was working those two fingers in and out, the passage way was slick and so tight.
She could feel
everything
about his fingers, the bump of his knuckles, the skin rubbing
inside
her.

His fingers pulled out of her and when they didn’t return, she turned to see what he was doing. His hand caught the back of her head and turned her back away. Alpha. The man reeked of dominance.

It was as though her confession
about control h
ad set something off inside him or
maybe he just wanted to out
do Dmetri, or maybe he just really loved her ass.
Either way she was dying to know.

She heard the cap on the bottle again squeeze then snap shut. The bed dipped and his hands cupped her
buttocks
squeezing them firmly and moving them wide. She wanted to turn to see
him but
knew he wanted her to stay just like this. She felt like an offering. Except he was the human. God, he didn’t feel that way though.

A hard round nudge pushed at her
tight
entrance
. It hurt and she naturally tightened
her muscles
. The hands on her cheeks grew softer, ran loving strokes up and down her back.

“Relax baby, trust me.
You know you can trust me
,
right?
I would never do anything to hurt you, Vera.”

She did know that. This man had spent his whole protecting people, especially women. She nodded her head and made her body relax.

He came back again and she was surprised how easily her body opened and gave around him. He kept just the head of him there and already her breathing was wild.

It
was pain
yet
it
didn’t hurt. She felt full yet he wasn’t inside. Her body was thrumming on the brink of something huge and he wasn’t even inside her. She didn’t know if she wanted to buck him away or have him plunge inside.

His hands came back, stroking softly through her hair, rubbing the tense muscles in her back, relaxing her, coaxing her body into softening. And she did. She pushed in further and couldn’t stop from
crying
out. It wasn’t a cry of pain though.

He didn’t miss it either. He pulled back to leave just his wide head inside her, then
gently
pushed back in a few inches, rocking so slowly inside her.

“I wish you could see how beautiful you look wrapped around me. To be the only man here. You’re mine, b
aby. Do you hear me? All mine.”

She started to respond, but he stabbed all the way in. She keened below him, her hips rocking, fighting against him at being so fully taken. She clawed at the
bedsheets
like an animal and tried to
pull
herself away from him.

It was too much. Yet so damn good. She had no idea what to do, but her body was bucking wild at the big intrusion. Jacks hand fell between her shoulders blades and held her down. She tried to push against him but it was useless. There was no moving this man. As he held her down, he worked his cock out of her tight muscles, sliding with the lube he used, and there was a lot of it, she felt it dripping out of her, sliding between her thighs.

He worked his cock out to the tip then pushed in. Again and again as her body fought below. On the fourth
stroke,
it was like magic. Her wild cries turned soft and sexy. Moans filled her as the most incredible sensation rushed through her.

“Good baby, you’re doing real good.” His other hand stroked her back, her
hips,
and ass cheeks so softly compared to his thrusts that grew rough and wild.