PANDORUM

by N. M. Black

  Fuck! The fact that I know she is going to be naked shortly, soaking in my tub, in my house, has my body thinking all kinds of inappropriate things.

  I’m not going to make it through the night with my hands to myself.

  Somehow, I managed to get through without attacking Adira, and considering how she looked after her bath in the firelight, I should be given a fucking medal. Skin still flushed from the heat of the water, her hair piled high on the top of her head, her dark lashes and pale skin making her seem younger. She was flawless, and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her to see if she was real.

  Just thinking about it has me grunting in frustration, as I rub a hand down my now stiff cock, trying to ease the ache, but do more harm than good. I bet it would feel so much better with her small hands wrapped around my shaft than my hard, calloused one.

  Fuck, what is it about her that calls to me? My entire being hums with desire whenever she’s near. And having her here in my house, her scent lingering in the air has me wanting to stake my claim.

  Unable to reign in my thoughts my mind starts imagining Adira kneeling in front of me staring up through those long lashes as she pants in anticipation. A hiss escapes through my teeth as her lips wrap around my tip, and her hand around the base of my cock. Fuck, her mouth feels incredible, as her heat surrounds me. She bobs up and down taking me in as far as she can go, while using her tongue to massage the vein that runs up the underside of my shaft, making me fold in half in pleasure. My toes curl and hands fly to each side of her head to trap it there holding her still, doing everything I can to not fuck her face.

  I pump my hand faster, feeling myself getting close when I’m wrenched back from my fantasy as I hear the floorboards creak just outside my bedroom. I don’t think, I just react as I grab the gun from under my pillow. A little disoriented from the lack of blood flow at the moment, I stumble a bit. When they’re directly outside the door I leap out, training my gun directly at the unfortunate bastard, as I shove him up against the wall opposite my room.

  “Don’t shoot” Adira squeaks out.

  “It’s just me. The fire went out and it’s freezing down there. I was hoping you had more blankets in a closet I could use?” She says timidly. her eyes searching mine in fear as I continue to keep her pressed to the wall, my gun still pointed at her head.

  Why didn’t she start a new fire? Did she come up here for me? Did she hear what I was doing and listen? Was she getting off, on me getting off? An evil smirk breaks across my face as I realize I still have her pinned up against the wall, and my body comes back to life and fire courses through my veins sending a whole new burst of arousal pumping through me.

  I feel her body shiver, but instead of stepping away, I push in closer, trying to absorb the feeling. She lets out a long sigh as I reach down and grab behind her knee, wrapping her thigh around my hip. My hips thrust forward grinding against her sweet spot while still holding her in place.

  I drop the gun from my other hand and reach up to wrap it around her throat, giving it a squeeze. Her eyes widen in a panic and she reaches up to grab my wrist to pull it off her, but in the next instant my mouth crashes into hers and I’m forcing my way in. I don’t know when I made the decision to kiss her, but I had no control to stop it. Her gasp allows me to slip my tongue between her lips and suddenly nothing else matters. I want this more than anything I’ve wanted in a very long time.

  I’m like a ticking time bomb, and I’m ready to explode. I can’t seem to get close enough, as my frantic hands are sure to leave bruises tomorrow in their rough exploration of her magnificent curves. I don’t just want her, I need her.

  Her hand snakes up into my hair and she grips hard and tugs, pulling my head back. A groan rumbles in my throat at the feel of both pleasure and pain and I push her harder into the wall. Her pussy so hot as she grinds on me making my dick impossibly harder. I grind up into her in just the right spot, making her moan into my mouth and I swallow it, relishing in the sound and the fact that I made her do it. Her body quivers as I keep a steady rhythm, dry fucking her against the wall.

  She pulls her head back panting, as she searches my face.

  “What’s happening? Not that I’m complaining but I thought you hated me? I mean, you literally just had a gun to my head.”

  I can see the confusion on her face. Hell, even I’m still confused if I’m being completely honest.

  Breathless, I pause for a quick moment to collect myself before I answer her.

  “I did hate you, Adira. I hated you for what you took from me and who I became because of it.” I sigh and see a tear roll down her cheek at my admission. She tries to pull away from me, but I don’t let her go, as I finally tell her the truth.

  “But for once, Adira, I like you more than I hate you. You made me feel again and I didn’t like it, and it was easier to be angry and hate you, than to figure out what was really going on in my head. I know I’m shit with words but-”

  Adira’s lips fuse to mine, effectively halting all words. Teeth clash together, tongues wrestling for dominance and I welcome it all. Wanting everything she’s got. Her tears dripping onto my cheeks. Our pasts and pain slowly being erased with each caress and kiss, being replaced with us.

  Just us.

  He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me back into his bedroom, never breaking contact. He’s careful with me as he lays me down on the bed as if I were fragile. Leaning back, he reaches over his head and pulls his t-shirt off in one fluid motion, tossing it to the floor leaving his magnificent body on display in the moonlight.

  I stare as his broad shoulders flex while he hovers over me, dark hair accentuating his six pack and that glorious V that leads to his enormous cock. The size evident based on the obscene tent he’s sporting, and I blush furiously at the thought he might not actually fit. I’ve only been with one man, and he was nowhere near the size of Lochlan.

  “Like what ya see, Adira?” He says my name as if it were both a curse and a prayer. My cheeks heat at being caught and I gasp at how close he is, the sound causing a shiver to wrack through my whole body. A wave of need washes over me and I squirm beneath him. I can feel my body tighten like a coil in anticipation, and I squeeze my thighs together desperately seeking some form of friction.

  I hear him inhale, and the most masculine sound rumbles deep in his chest. “Mmm you smell divine. I’ve been dying to know how you taste in comparison.” His tongue slips out and he runs it along the vein in my throat where the blood is pumping frantically. Goosebumps break out across my entire body and my back arches off the bed, pressing my hard nipples into his bare chest. The rubbing elicits a moan that could rival any pornstar back in the day.

  “Tonight, I will find out Adira. I will know how you taste inside and out, or how you sound when you cum. My name on your lips as I take pleasure from your body.” He practically purrs, right beside my ear, running his nose up and down the column of my throat. Peppering kisses along my jaw and finally, he locks his lips to mine and presses the entire length of his body against me, rolling his hips and giving a short thrust.

  Considering his immense size, we line up perfectly where it counts, his hard to my soft. I don’t hesitate as I wrap myself around him and pull him into me, begging for him to do all the things he promised. His words alone have me more turned on than I have been in my entire life. Combined. His words bouncing through my head as I trace my fingers over the hard planes of his back, enjoying the feel of his muscles moving like waves under my touch. Everything he does excites me, my panties completely soaked, and he hasn’t even touched my bare skin,

  As if reading my thoughts, his hand snakes up my t-shirt and runs his thumb along the underside of my breast, along the top to tweak the already hard nipple. Electricity sparks from his point of contact and I get another jolt of arousal that shoots right to my core. He pushes my shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor where his was discarded.

  Cupping both
breasts, he begins to massage them, kneading them with his palms before he drops his head and takes one into his mouth, and rolling his tongue around it. I hiss through my teeth at the feel, my back bowing off the bed, and I press my body further into his mouth. He bites down on my nipple, hard, forcing a yelp from my mouth.

  He just smiles and continues his journey south, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses and love bites, pulling my track pants with him as he goes. The moment my tender flesh is exposed, his mouth fuses to it making me gasp. He braces his hands on both thighs, holding me down as he takes a long lick up my wet slit. The vibrations of his moan forces a whimpering sound from me. He looks up and chuckles, but quickly goes back to feasting on me with enthusiasm, bringing me to the edge and then pulling away.

  I practically cry at the loss of his touch as he gets to his knees, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. He pulls his lounge pants down and starts to slowly stroke himself as he hovers over me, never breaking eye contact. Watching him feels incredibly intimate, and desire floods through me as I continue to watch.

  Leaning forward on one hand, his other around the base of his shaft, lining himself up at my entrance. Easing the tip in, he holds it there for a moment, allowing me to adjust, before he pulls back and sinks all the way in. I tip my head back and groan at the sudden invasion, the fullness almost painful.

  Pulling away slightly, he presses his forehead to mine, while whispering words of praise. I could feel his control slipping, the battle between love and hate warring within him. He rears back and drives forward, pushing me further up the mattress with his powerful thrusts.

  “I can’t hold back much longer Adira.”

  Thrust.

  “It’s been so long, and you’ve had me walking around like a teenager sporting a hard on for days.”

  Thrust.

  “I need you to cum.” His voice so low its sends shock waves skating across my skin and I shudder. Rolling his hips against me, he pumps once more, burying himself to the hilt, all while grinding against my clit and my climax tears through me like a storm. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me, making me pant as the fiercest orgasm continues to wrack through my body. His body tenses above me and his movements become erratic, letting me know he’s close.

  Throwing his head back, he moans his release, the sound bouncing off the walls of his cabin. I can’t take my eyes off of him, as pleasure washes over him and soothes out his hard features, making him look younger.

  Completely spent, my body crashes down on the mattress. Lochlan rolling us both over so that I’m draped across his body as we both fight to catch our breath. His fingers trail down the length of my back as a comfortable silence settles over us.

  After a few moments, his breathing evens out, and with my head on his chest, the sound of his steady heart beat under my ear lulls me to sleep.

  I lay awake, with Adira wrapped around me, not an inch of space is separating us, and I still try to pull her closer. Never in a million years did I think I would end up here, with her, happy. My need for her overshadowing the darkness that has been a permanent fixture in my life for the past year and I couldn’t fight it anymore. I didn’t want to.

  Bang, Bang, Bang!

  “Rivers!” Grey shouts from outside my front door in a panic.

  Bolting upright, I jostle Adira awake as I leap from the bed. What the fuck is going on? I know it’s not another attack because I would have heard the walkie talkie go off or the alarm alert us.

  “What’s going on?” She asks rubbing the sleep from her eyes. The sheet falls to her waist, displaying her glorious rack. Pert pink nipples stand at attention and I feel like Pavlov's dog, salivating at the mere sight. A rose hue climbs her skin from her chest, up her throat to her cheeks as she watches me check her out, appreciating what is now mine.

  “Rivers, open the door man! This is fucking serious!”

  Fuck. I run out before he kicks my door in, trying to pull my pants on at the same time and failing miserably. I have one leg in and one out, hopping around when I hear Adira chuckle from the bed as she watches me struggle. I turn and glare at her making her laugh harder. I smile, loving the sound as it echoes off the walls of my cabin like a song.

  Finally getting my track pants on I swing open the door to see Grey standing there, completely frazzled. Looking torn, he runs his hands through his hair and barges in through the door pushing passed me.

  “She’s gone! Fuck, you were right. I looked everywhere and asked everyone I saw. She’s gone. I’m so-”

  He stops mid-sentence and I follow his gaze to see Adira standing in the doorway with my shirt on. And nothing else. I growl low in my throat that he’s looking at her like this. His head snaps in my direction and then smiles at me.

  “Never mind. I apologize for the interruption.” He laughs as he makes his way back to the door. I walk to the door to see him out when he leans in and says,

  “It’s about time.” Slapping me on the shoulder, he turns to leave, practically skipping to his ATV as he calls over his shoulder, “Nice seeing you Adira.”

  I groan because I know that by the time he makes it back to the office the whole community will know about us. Not that I care, but I would have liked to have kept her to myself a little while longer before everyone started asking questions.

  Soon Adira will be at the hospital all the time working with Dr. Tanner and whomever else, fighting to find a cure to help save the people around us we care about. And who knows maybe the world. But for now, I want her all to myself before I have to share her.

  I shut the door and turn to see Adira leaning against the door frame of my room, hair all over the place, long legs displayed under my shirt and she has never looked sexier. Her face heats as she watches me eye her up and down. I stalk towards her, making her squeal and giggle, keeping just out of my reach.

  That’s cute that she thinks she can get away from me now. I go to grab at her, but she darts into the kitchen. Fuck, I forget how fast she can be. I’ll never catch her, but I can outsmart her. Reaching for her again, she zigs when she should have zagged. I do the same and pin her in the corner of the counter, caging her in with my arms on either side of her.

  “You’re mine now lady,” I growl right next to her ear, taking a nip at the soft flesh in the crook of her neck. I feel her body respond instantly, a shiver rolling down her spine and she leans into me. With nothing under my shirt, I can feel her heat against my leg and I grind it into her.

  “Yours.” Breathless her head falls back, and I take the opportunity to lick a slow trail up her throat, tasting her sweetness, making me crave more. Having had enough torture and teasing, I bend down and throw her over my shoulder gaining myself a shriek of excitement as I land a loud slap across her bare ass, while taking her to the bedroom.

  This is just the beginning. We still have people threatening our very existence, and once people find out about what Adira and Dr. Tanner are doing, we are going to have a whole other threat on our hands. It’s going to take time before we know how this works, its side effects, or if it can be applied to others, but this is hope. This could mean a future for everyone, including us.

  1 year later….

  Dr. Tanner has done wonders for me and for our future by learning how to control our body’s natural reaction to fight viruses and how to incorporate my blood into that process to ensure the survival of the host.

  But standing here, feeling the strength course through my body, my muscles getting stronger as my adrenaline spikes, I take a deep breath and feel a shudder roll through me at the power I contain.

  They think they cured me, but I remember. I remember that taste, that delicious taste of human flesh. The blood that flows just below the surface, tempting me as I watch his vein throb with life. I don’t just remember, I want it. Crave it.

  I’m not sure how long I can hold off, my inner demon fighting its way to the surface, clawing for freedom.

  I’m not so sure I want to fight it anymore…
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  First I need to thank Dee Garcia. If it wasn’t for Dee who inspired me on so many levels to start writing, I would still be sitting at home going crazy listening to the strange voices in my head. She also created this beautiful cover with her design company, Black Widow Designs. I owe so much to you Dee and could never even begin to repay the priceless gift you’ve given me by just being my friend. I love you! Xo

  To all the ladies from the Black Hearts, I am forever grateful to have been part of this amazing group of talented ladies. And although our timing wasn’t right, I hope to one day cross paths with you all again.

  To Jennifer and Andy Anderson, for their constant support and love towards my writing, as well as their incredible editing skills. I would be nowhere without you!

  I guess I should also thank my hubby, who puts up with my crazy and helps enable my coffee addiction and feeds me so I can stay up late writing. Poor Mike.

  But I especially want to thank you for reading this and supporting my journey to become an author, which has been a huge dream of mine for years. And I appreciate your input and suggestions. You are amazing!

  N.M. Black

  N.M. Black is a writer and a lover of all things dark, living in Ontario, Canada where she also works as a medical secretary. Living on caffeine, sarcasm and movie quotes N.M. spends most of her downtime either reading, writing, or binge watching Harry Potter, Friends and anything Marvel.