Shadow's Pen [Rescue for Hire 10] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

by Bellann Summer

  Shadow ended the kiss. While gazing into Pen’s eyes, he reached down and shoved at his pants, letting them drop to the floor. He had chosen to go commando this evening. It was something he did when need had him hunting for an ass to tap.

  Chapter Three

  Holy shit.

  Pen’s hands were shaking as he climbed, naked, onto the bed. He could feel the bigger man’s intense gaze traveling over his body. What the hell had he gotten himself into?

  After pushing the pillows off, Pen rolled onto his back and almost died of a heart attack. Somehow, without Pen realizing it, Shadow had followed him onto the bed and was now hovering over him. Penetrating brown eyes seemed to be ferreting out all his secrets. The tip of Shadow’s big cock touched Pen’s belly.

  “Are you afraid of me, Pen?” Shadow’s deep voice sounded loud in the quiet room.

  “You asked me that before,” he pointed out, buying some time to actually think about the question.

  “I don’t waste my time with prick teasers who can’t handle the fire.” Shadow’s brown eyes held no warmth. “You look scared, Pen. Decide now if you’re ready to handle my brand of loving.”

  Pen was no fool, and he had to admire Shadow for not being one either. He had investigated and written stories where big men with hard edges were brought up on attempted rape charges by one-night stands that had panicked during or after the hookup. Shadow was covering his bases.

  Admiring was one thing. Pissing him off was another. Shadow asking him more than once if he was scared had Pen’s hackles rising. He was a reporter who had covered horrendous conditions and insane acts of humanity around the world. He might be cautious about some situations, but he wasn’t scared.

  “I’m not into scat, golden showers, cutting, or burn play.” There, that was laying it all out in a line. Now he would see what the big man had to say.

  “That’s good because I’m not either.” Shadow gaze continued to study Pen. “But can you handle sex lasting all night long?”

  Pen liked Shadow’s confidence, even if he thought the man was stretching things a little. No one really lasted all night. The most Pen had ever gone was a couple of hours with breaks in between.

  In a show of bravo and temper, Pen challenged, “Bring it on.”

  Shadow’s nostrils flared, and his eyes widened. The corner of his mouth turned up in a sort of smile. Pen had his first inkling that poking the beast might not be the best thing.

  “My, my,” Shadow murmured, making the tiny hairs on Pen’s neck stand up. “The baby thinks he’s ready to play.”

  Pen lifted his chin. “I haven’t been a baby for twenty-two years.”

  Shadow’s hand grasped Pen’s jaw, and hard unmerciful lips ground down onto his. Pen got his first taste of what lay beneath Shadow’s surface. He placed gentle hands on Shadow’s face and surrendered, taking Shadow’s hard kiss.

  The moment Pen submitted, the kiss changed to one of giving pleasure. Pen’s mouth was explored, and his tongue was sucked, zapping a line of desire straight to his dick. The kiss continued until Pen was breathing hard through his nose, trying to catch his breath as need took over his body. The tender skin of Pen’s mouth burned when Shadow moved to place hard kisses along his jaw and down his neck.

  Shadow paused where Pen’s neck and shoulder were connected, and Pen winced when his skin was sucked into the big man’s mouth. Pen had a feeling by morning he was going to be peppered with marks. Shadow’s lips journeyed downward over Pen’s collarbone until he reached Pen’s nipple and pulled it into his mouth. Shadow began using his teeth to worrying the nub of flesh. Pen thrust his hips up and rubbed his dick against Shadow’s belly. The skin-on-skin friction, along with the nipple play, had Pen’s dick leaving wet trails across Shadow’s abs.

  Pen froze in astonishment. He was stunned at his body’s reactions to Shadow’s dominance. He’d never known. Sex was fun and felt awesome. This was different. Shadow was taking him to a whole new world.

  Shadow gave Pen’s other the nipple the same treatment. What a sight it was. Shadow’s long hair spilled over Pen’s chest and belly. Pen placed his hands on the dark skin of Shadow’s wide shoulders and splayed his fingers as far as he could. The tip of his thumb touched Shadow’s neck, but his little finger didn’t reach the end of his shoulder. Man, the guy was built.

  Ink covered the left side of Shadow’s chest, his shoulder, and his arm. Pen saw colorful swirls, but from his current angle, he couldn’t make out anything else. He vowed if he had the chance he would study the tattoos, hoping to find out more about this intriguing man.

  Shadow started leaving a trail of biting kisses down Pen’s stomach. He didn’t hurry to get to the good stuff. Nope, Shadow took his time, scraping day-old whiskers against the sensitive skin of Pen’s belly. Pen was helpless to Shadow’s ministrations that had his body arching up and stretching tight. The groans leaving his mouth were low and long.

  Teeth scraped Pen’s hipbones, followed by licking and sucking and more kisses. And Pen almost lost his mind.

  “Shadow…I need… I can’t breathe.” Pen snapped his head from side to side.

  Shadow ignored his begging. Large hands pushed his thighs apart. More nips and licks covered the inside of Pen’s thighs. It didn’t escape Pen’s notice that Shadow had skipped over his needy cock. Pen decided in a moment of total selfishness that there should be a law against not taking a cock into one’s mouth when it was leaking all over and ready to blow.

  “Shadow…” Pen whined.

  Brown eyes the color of chocolate looked up at Pen. Shadow’s brows lowered into a frown, and his mouth pressed into a thin line, sending Pen’s nerves on alert. He didn’t think pissing off Shadow while in bed together was a good thing. Pen changed his mind and decided pissing Shadow off at all was never a good thing.

  “Do you want to stop?” Shadow asked. “We’ve only just begun. I haven’t prepared you yet to take me.”

  Now Pen was getting irritated. “Of course I don’t want you to stop. I want to come.”

  Shadow threw back his head and laughed. There was no humor in that laugh. Pen had the sudden urge to jump up, run to the bathroom, and hide when Shadow abruptly stop laughing and looked at him with no emotion on his face.

  “You can come as many times as you want.” Shadow reached over and wrapped his hand around Pen’s dick. “But know that I won’t stop until I’ve had enough. Now hand me the lube.”

  Pen picked up the bottle and handed it over. After coating his fingers, Shadow began to jack Pen’s cock off with slow, steady strokes. Pen fell back onto the bed and started to sweat. Pen was no virgin, but Shadow’s brand of sex was a whole new ballgame. Soon Pen couldn’t catch his breath and his balls tightened up. Finally, he would get some relief.

  Shadow’s fingers encircled Pen’s ball sac and pulled them down, stopping his impending orgasm. Pen wanted to bitch but now knew better. Shadow continued his firm, slow caresses from the base of Pen’s dick to the head, where he gave it a little twist. Pen’s eyes lost focus, and his life became his dick.

  Pen sighed when the tight hold on his balls was released. His relief was short-lived when the pressure started to build up again. Twisting his hands in the bed covers didn’t help as Shadow’s maddening caresses continued.

  “Please…please…please,” he begged.

  Pen’s reward was fingers separating his ass cheeks and a warm tongue licking his hole. Pen screamed and cum erupted from his dick sending streams of thick jizz over his chest. Another lick sent more cum shooting out of his body.

  Depleted, Pen relaxed back on the bed. Shadow continued licking Pen’s hole and soon was stabbing his tongue into the opening. Nerve endings sparkled to life. Pen’s dick hardened, and he began to ascend the incline of the roller-coaster ride that was sex with Shadow. He wondered if he was going to survive the wicked slide down.

  Large fingers joined that wet tongue preparing him for Shadow’s cock. He pushed out and gritted his teeth at the pinch. S
hadow added more fingers, and the tongue disappeared.

  Shadow rose over Pen, keeping his fingers inside his hole. One of Pen’s tender nipples burned when Shadow’s wet mouth latched on and sucked hard. Pen started thrusting his hips up, fucking himself on Shadow’s wide fingers. Oh man, the delicious waves of ecstasy surged through his system. Shadow reached deep and touched Pen’s prostate.

  Pen’s eyes widened, and he looked at Shadow. Never before had he felt what Shadow was doing. Others had found his sweet spot and poked it or rubbed it hard. He’d had dicks hit it once in a while. But Shadow’s gentle touch and the nonstop brush of his finger against Pen’s prostate took his breath away and sent zings of pleasure zapping through his body. Again Pen was ready to come.

  “Dance for me,” Shadow ordered.

  And dance Pen did. His body writhed while he moaned and groaned. All the while those fingers stayed in his hole, not thrusting, just keeping a steady pressure against that small cluster of sensitive nerves.

  It was maddening and amazing, and Pen couldn’t take it anymore. Grabbing onto Shadow’s shoulders, he shook him and begged, “Please… love me.”

  In short order, Pen found himself on his hands and knees, with his legs spread wide. Letting his head hang down, he concentrated on breathing and letting the latex-covered cock invade his hole. Shit, letting wouldn’t be the correct word. It was more a mixture of welcoming and accepting the most exciting time of his life that included a baseball-bat-size cock.

  Did it take hours? Maybe. Or it could have been minutes. Pen had no clue. He only knew Shadow’s balls were now pressed against his ass and he had a cock inside him farther than he ever had before. And it felt so good.

  The big man was kind enough to give Pen a few minutes to adjust. Pen squeezed his ass muscles, showing Shadow without words that he was ready. Pre-cum dripped on the bed covers in anticipation of the ride to come.

  The rough calluses of Shadow’s hands scraped over Pen’s back, making him arch in pleasure. He rocked forward, happy to get the party started. Shadow grasped Pen’s hips and stopped him, keeping his ass in the cradle of Shadow’s pelvis.

  Shadow pulled out in increments until his big cockhead was stretching Pen’s hole wide. When Shadow pushed back in, he changed angles and the thick root pressed against Pen’s sweet spot. Spots danced before his eyes.

  And then Shadow stopped moving.

  Pen waited. And then he waited some more. He tried shifting, but Shadow was a big, strong man, and Pen wasn’t going anywhere unless Shadow let him.

  Shadow lowered his body until he was covering Pen’s back. One large hand landed next to his on the bed and the other wrapped around Pen’s torso until fingers encircled his dick.

  Pen jerked when Shadow’s mouth latched onto the back of his neck. Shivers raced over his skin. His senses and nerves scrambled under the onslaught of sensations brought on by the hard, sucking kisses covering his neck. He struggled to catch his breath as Shadow’s hand firmly jacked off his dick and the massive cock stretched his asshole to its limits but didn’t move like he desperately needed it to.

  “Please, Shadow,” Pen managed to say between gasps for breath.

  “Quit begging for what you want and feel what you have.” Shadow’s tone was brisk, and his hand tightened its grip on Pen’s sensitive dick but never stopped the maddening steady, stroking pace.

  Pen couldn’t handle it any longer. His body wasn’t his own anymore, and his arms gave out. Giving up, he rested his head on his arms. Did he feel like a slut in this position with his ass up in the air? Yes, he did. But at this point, it didn’t matter. He was Shadow’s, for the big man to do what he willed.

  “Come,” Shadow ordered.

  The muscles in Pen’s ass clamped down, and his balls jerked up against his body so fast he saw stars. Spunk poured out of his dick, covering Shadow’s hand. His body shook under the power of his orgasm. And then everything went black.

  * * * *

  Pen’s mind swam through the fog. Slowly he became aware of his surroundings. He was lying on his side with a large body pressed against his back. A hard cock was thrusting into his body, hitting his prostate and lighting up all the nerves in his ass.

  Shadow’s finger pinched his nipple, and Pen’s poor dick throbbed. He couldn’t believe it was hard again. By now he figured it should be ready to fall off. Shadow continued his unending pace, and desire rose until the telltale tingle rippled over Pen’s lower spine.

  Large, muscled arms wrapped around Pen’s body, and teeth clamped onto his shoulder. Shadow’s hips began to piston, and the big man grunted. Through the latex, Pen felt a warm gush in his ass. This triggered his own orgasm, and Pen came—again.

  * * * *

  Pen woke up lying on top of Shadow’s gorgeous, hard body. Lifting his head, Pen met Shadow’s warm chocolate-brown gaze. “Hi.”

  The corners of Shadow’s mouth twitched. “Hi yourself.”

  It was, at that point, that Pen realized Shadow was inside of him. He was amazed at the man’s stamina. “Shadow?”

  Shadow’s arms tightened around him before Pen was flipped onto his back. “Hold on, baby.”

  Then the big man thrust his thick, rigid cock, splitting Pen wide open. Pen held on and let ecstasy take over.

  * * * *

  Pen opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the early morning sun greeting him through the split where the bedroom curtains didn’t quite meet. The first thing he didn’t see was Shadow lying next to him.

  Chapter Four

  “The members of your former unit seem to be settling in Granite County pretty well.” Cade’s speculative gaze searched Shadow’s face.

  “It’s a good place.” Shadow knew Cade had an agenda he was following but was growing tired of the chitchat. They had spent the last fifteen minutes in the getting-to-know-you phase of this meeting. Shadow was ready for things to move forward.

  Cade listed the members of Shadow’s unit who had found work that suited their skills. “Synn chose law enforcement, Bishop is running the community center, and Storm is with the fire department. Ruger is working for me now, taking care of my property and helping with rescues.” He hadn’t mentioned MD. During their last discussion, MD admitted he was struggling to find his way. With his background, it was a logical choice for him to get a job at the clinic or hospital in town, but for some reason, the man was hesitating. And his infatuation with the fire chief of Granite City seemed to be hitting some potholes on the road to happiness.

  Shadow waited, knowing that soon Cade would get to the point. When Cade didn’t say any more, Shadow realized the man was waiting for him to respond. When Shadow didn’t, the silence continued. Shadow’s respect grew as the calm man waited him out. For the first time in a long time, there was a bigger dog in the room than him, someone he couldn’t manipulate.

  Shifting in his chair, Shadow met Cade’s gaze. “So you come honestly by the title your team calls you.”

  “I am the boss,” Cade stated. An air of authority surrounded the man.

  “Why have you asked me here?” Shadow was no fool. He knew there was a job offer coming his way.

  Cade looked relaxed, but Shadow could see the man was watching him closely. “It is my understanding that you have finally cut ties with the government.”

  One of his eyebrows rose in shock. “I wasn’t aware of anyone knowing that information.”

  Cade smiled. “That’s why I’m the boss.”

  Shadow nodded, giving Cade his respect and acceptance of the title.

  Cade sat up and leaned his elbows on the gleaming wooden desk. “Okay, now that we have that out of the way, we can get down to business. Would you consider working for Rescue for Hire?”

  Shadow had known it was coming. Why was there still a sliver of surprise, or was that anticipation at something new? “Do you think I’m a good fit?”

  “That’s a legitimate question.” Cade rested his chin on one knuckle and continued to study Shadow. “Let
me ask you this. Can you go from taking out the bad guys to saving good people?”

  “Hunting the despicable makes me feel alive,” Shadow admitted.

  “Now you would be hunting for signs of life,” Cade countered. “Then you will use every skill in your arsenal to keep that life alive.”

  When Cade put it that way, Shadow was intrigued. But first, he had a question. “I know all of your men have a specialty. Would I have one?”

  Cade’s chair creaked when the big man sat back. “My team is highly trained in the art of invading a building in silence, especially Treb. He’s a cut above the rest.” Cade looked Shadow in the eye. “You are better.”

  “So you want me to go in before your team and take out the perp?” Shadow sighed, disappointed. Others had offered him big bucks to be a hitman. Hell, for the last year, that was what he had been doing for the government. He’d thought this job would be more. He thought Cade was different.

  “There will be times you and Treb may go in before the others to assess the situation,” Cade stated. “Our job isn’t to capture or kill. It’s to rescue the people in harm’s way.”

  “So my job would be reconnaissance?” Shadow persisted. He liked Granite City. Now that he was free from the government, Shadow was ready to make a few plans. The trick would be to keep his boredom at bay. A certain brunet with big gray eyes and a firm, round ass flitted through Shadow’s mind. He had a feeling Pen would never bore him.

  “Your job as a member of the team would be to work with your fellow teammates to help people.” Cade sighed. “We evacuate a lot of people after major weather-related catastrophes. We also assist law enforcement with missing persons, hostage situations, and domestic incidents.” Cade pushed back his chair, stood, and went around to the side of the desk, where he leaned his hip against the edge. “We go out into communities and teach our skills. My team is talented, and if we can teach others how to save lives, I feel we are contributing to society.”