by Mina Carter
"Glad you think so." His voice sounded a little strained, even to him.
His hands wrapped around her waist as she straddled him. His cock throbbed harder in his pants as it sensed the proximity of her heat. He growled as she ground herself against him, and her small inquisitive hands roaming his chest and abdomen made him shudder. Further plans to ‘unwrap’ were threatened by the burning need to simply tear her clothes off, but he hadn’t lost all control yet. Taking a quick breath, he lifted the hem of her tank top and brought it up and off her body.
“Goddamn…” he murmured as his eyes settled on her unfettered breasts. Perky and well-shaped, they were far from large but he liked the way they suited her petite frame. Soft but firm, and so very warm. His hands slid up as if of their own accord to cup and caress her reverently. Her soft moan nearly shattered his control.
Everything in him wanted to surge upward, catch her around the waist and pin her beneath him so he could have his way with her. She was a merc, a little roughness wouldn’t be anything new to her, but he found himself holding off. Stroking and caressing her with a gentleness he’d never have believed himself capable of. Ever. Just touching her elicited something else in him. He’d known her less than an hour, but she made him want to be better than the rough-cut dealer of death he was.
Leaning to one side, he rolled them both until she was beneath him. He loomed over her, further cementing the feeling of protectiveness. His hand cradled her left breast, his mouth hovering over the soft mound as he slowly exhaled a puff of warm breath. Watching in fascination, he pursed his lips and this time blew cool air across the coral tip that hardened under his attention. A faint shiver that coursed through her body made him smile. He dipped his head again and this time made her shudder.
His mouth was on her, adoring her breast as he slowly nibbled, licked, and kissed down, around the side and back up again; doing everything but touch her nipple. He did the same for her other mound while his hand stroked and caressed her. She writhed beneath him, her body arching toward him as if to give more of herself for him to pay homage to. And he gladly did. She made soft mewling sounds, her body tensing under strain as her breath quickened.
Finally, he could take no more and drew her nipple into the moist warmth of his mouth. Trapping the poor bud lightly between his teeth and rapidly flicking his tongue over the turgid peak that had become as hard as candy and tasted just as sweet. As he paid the other breast the same adoration, his hand slid between them and worked on undoing the button on her pants; something he needed to do soon himself. The fit of his pants became more uncomfortable with every passing moment.
Sitting up, his fingers slid into her waistband and he eased them down, his eyes taking in the creamy expanse of her thighs as they were revealed. In the span of a few heartbeats, the garment lay discarded next to her boots. His lips curled into a smile of appreciation and surprise as he discovered his little merc’s secret indulgence: beautiful black lace. He moved lower, and as he had done with her breast, he opened his mouth to puff warm air over the scrap of fabric.
“You are full of surprises, sweetheart,” he rumbled.
He slid his hands up her sides, over her hips and caressed the curve of her waist as he settled between her thighs. She was so small, he had to nudge her legs wide to make room for his shoulders and damned if that didn’t feed the male animal inside more. Her tiny hands covered his and pulled them upward over her curves as the mattress compressed under his weight.
A groan broke free of his throat as her tits filled his hands again. He gave them a quick squeeze before letting go to part her pussy lips with gentle fingers. Her breath escaped on a soft moan as she lifted her hands to clutch at the headboard. Pausing for a moment, he drank in the sight. What gods had he appeased to be granted such a delicate goddess for the night?
But primal instinct broke through his awed appreciation of her body and he bent his head to flick his tongue over her clit.
Chapter Three
By the stars, Gunnar sure knew what the hell he was doing. Daani sucked a breath in at the first hot, wet rasp of his tongue over her clit. He groaned, fastened his lips over the tiny bundle of nerves and sucked. The moan that broke free of her throat was instinctive. She reached down to drive her fingers through his hair and hold him to her.
It seemed to be the only direction he was willing to take from her. When she tried to urge him to move to a particular place, or go faster and take her to the brink, he moved and teased at his own pace. The bastard seemed intent on driving her out of her mind… Or worse, making her beg.
Somehow, he knew which places were especially sensitive for her, teasing her by purposely avoiding them. When she tried to urge him there, he ignored her, only to pay the silent request heed when she had given up and thus least expected the assault. All this combined almost brought her to the edge several times, but just before she could grasp her sweet release, he eased away denying her the prize.
He went everywhere, seemingly intent on memorizing her intimate geography. He lapped her with long slow licks with the broad side of his talented tongue. He used the very tip to rapidly flick at her clit making her jolt, then dipped between the folds to lightly suck on it. Occasionally, he rolled his tongue into a tube and teasingly forayed into her, slowly thrusting in and out; a preview of things to come.
She growled in frustration but didn’t move. Instead, she allowed him this measure of control. Let him set the pace, and mood. Something about him, something about the look in his eyes told her that he needed it. She’d seen that look before, on fellow soldiers…in her own mirror. Right now, he needed to be in control, and she rather liked that he was.
Arching her back, she let pleasure roll over her. Let him tease her. Hopefully, he snapped before she did.
She twitched as she felt his fingers join the fray, a whimper escaping her as his thumbs parted her folds like the segments of an orange and his tongue set off on a new expedition. Her hips bucked, seeking more contact, but whatever relief she found was brief as he quickly adjusted. Only when she eased away did he once again give her what she needed but only in small doses.
All this served to build up something powerful within her, something that promised to be more intense than the tremors she felt. So close. Did she need to beg?
She held her breath at his intrusion, thick fingers slowly dipping into her emptiness. Tentative at first, slow as if to gauge her reaction. One digit then two. In and out. In and out. His lips clamped down on her clit, tongue bathing the hard nub. Then she couldn't stand anymore and opened her mouth to plead.
Before she could say anything though, she knew something was different. He didn't stop this time. A startled whimper burst out of her from the sharp bolt of pleasure as he sucked on her clit. Then again, rhythmically in time to his fingers sliding in and out.
Higher and higher, her body arched seeking more of his mouth and touch. She had long ago abandoned her silence, chanting his name and urging him to never stop. Then one last surprise as she neared the precipice, his fingers turned within her and curled in a manner she had never felt before.
"Gunnar!" she cried aloud as rapture slammed into her body with the impetus of a meteor. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her, rendering her boneless and making conscious thought, even the simple act of breathing, difficult.
He rumbled something, but she couldn’t make out the words, her attention hijacked by the pleasure coursing over and through her. He moved, gone for a moment to shed the remainder of his clothing. Then his strong body covered hers, and her arms open wide to welcome him as he settled between her parted legs.
The broad head of his cock brushed against her pussy lips and she gasped, the bliss rolling through her banking sharply. An ache set in her core, radiating through her limbs. Her pussy tightened. She needed him, needed this, more than she’d realized. Eyes wide, she looked up to find his expression tense and feral, lust and need darkening his eyes. Never had she come so hard, only to need again so q
uickly.
“Tease,” she managed a rough whimper, reaching up to stroke her fingers against his jaw. He turned his head to kiss her fingertips and she wondered at his gentleness for such a big man. But she didn’t want gentleness, not now. After a month on the battlefield and the chance of heading back into action tomorrow with a new team, she wanted rough and ready. Hard and fast.
“If you don’t move soon,” she warned him. “I may have to resort to physical violence.”
“Hmm…” he grinned. “I never thought you were that kinky.”
Before she could retort, she lost the ability for speech. She could blame it on the way he looked at her, his eyes burning with undeniable hunger, but there was more. A gasp died on her lips as he took her finger into his mouth and suckled it, a sensuous move in contrast with the broad tip of his cock grinding into her pussy.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled, her finger abandoned from his mouth and she felt him push into her, the feeling of being stretched making her moan. Goddess, he was big… The air in her lungs escaped as he slid his cock into her. He paused at times, letting her get used to his girth but then he kept going until his balls rest against her ass. She exhaled and then took a deep breath, but even that sent a jolt of pleasure through her so intense she felt weak.
“How’s that, Daani?” His voice sounded strained, mirroring the tension she could feel in the powerful muscles beneath his skin. “Feel good?”
“Y...yes,” she breathed. “Just, please, move.”
“Whatever the lady wants.”
He grabbed her wrists with one hand and pinned them to the mattress above her head. The other grabbed her thigh and pulled it up, her leg parallel to his prone body. She didn’t have time to protest. He drew back, almost completely out, then drove into her, deeper than ever before. She cried out as bolts of pleasure shot through her with each stroke.
He didn’t stop or slow his pace, and the big bed beneath them rocked, headboard hitting the wall with a satisfying thud each time. She writhed against him, her breasts pressed against his chest as she urged him on with each movement.
Bringing up her other leg, she wrapped them around his lean hips and hooked her ankles together. She groaned as the movement changed the angle of his cock within her. Now each thrust drove deeper, touched nerve endings she didn’t know she had. He swore, the deep rasp of his voice strained, and she bit back her smile. Far from being the captor, it seemed he’d found himself caught in the demands of desire.
“Oh... so good,” she whispered into his ear. “So deep… That’s it, fuck me harder…”
Amidst her moans of ecstasy, her shuddering breaths as they fell into a steady rhythm, she felt the effect she had on him; the tenuous control he had on himself.
And just as she reached the brink of her own ecstasy, the thread snapped.
Daani cried out as pleasure exploded from her core, the sensations coursing through her body as if she’d been struck by lightning. As her body was wracked with wave after wave of bliss, Gunnar thrust into her faster, harder, deeper than before, completely overwhelming her.
She barely had the breath to speak, her words betraying her as she pleaded with him to let her come down from her climax one moment but then in the next instant demanding he never stop. Her hands and limbs clutched onto him for dear life as he seemed intent on driving her into the mattress and out of her mind.
As she felt him straining towards his own completion, she began to feel the signs of a mounting orgasm. A big one.
“Oh, goddess, yes!” She gasped beneath him. “So good… Keep going… Please don’t stop, I’m so close…”
He dropped a kiss on the side of her throat, the only indicator that he’d heard her. His larger body moved over hers, within hers, each hard thrust sending the tension within her higher. Closing her eyes, she blocked everything out but the feel of him and the need holding her prisoner. He grunted, letting go of her wrists to slide his forearm beneath her neck. His fingers wrapped around her nape, holding and supporting her as his thrusts got harder. Fast, but without the smooth rhythm of before.
She gasped, but he was way ahead of her. On the next stroke, he rolled his hips, pressing against and trapping her clit between their bodies. Stars exploded behind her eyelids, the need in her body at breaking point. Then he did it again and she was lost. With a cry, she fell into ecstasy.
It was as if time had stopped. The rapture that seized her was a wildfire that swept across every nerve ending, igniting until her whole body was consumed with pleasure that went on and on. With a howl of completion, he froze above her, locked into place within her tight embrace and shuddering as he filled her with his essence. Rough grunts echoed every twitch of his cock within her until he was finally spent and fell across her, braced by his arms.
A feeling of safety and contentment filled her as his hot breath moistened her neck. With his powerful arms wrapped around her, his body atop hers as she held him close, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. She was far from being a virgin and certainly not naive, but he evoked feelings she’d never had before, at least not this soon and intense. He knew what she wanted, hard and fast, and gave her all she could take.
But amidst that, she could feel the tenderness from him and that was rare from men in their line of work. She’d seen the way he looked at her as if she were the most precious thing he’d ever laid eyes on. It had been sexy, she liked the attention, but was there something more to what she was seeing…feeling?
Sure enough, he raised his head and looked into her eyes like he was trying to find out her secrets, the smile on his face hinting at a mystery of his own. She couldn’t help but smile back. “See anything interesting?”
“Yeah,” he rumbled. “But she feels even better than she looks.”
“I could say the same,” she murmured, lifting a hand to stroke gentle fingertips along his jawline. It was rough, prickly with stubble, but she liked that. Liked everything about him. Pity she was shipping out with a new team tomorrow.
“So...you make it back here a lot then?” Her question seemed idle but wasn’t. If his team were based at this outpost as well, perhaps they’d be in town at the same time...could hook up on occasions.
“Pretty much,” he said with a shrug. He eased them both to their sides then rolled to his back, bringing her atop of him. He kept one arm wrapped around her waist as he tucked the other under his head along with a pillow. “I do a lot of work around here. You?”
She settled more comfortably into their new position, her body lining up atop his, resting her chin on her folded arms as she regarded him. “I would be, yeah.” Her contact with the team had told her they were based in this region too. It made sense, since a rim world along the frontier meant potential trouble nearby and that meant many clients willing for that kind of trouble to go away at the right price.
He grinned up at her. “Sounds like you and I might be in for a few more interesting things in the future.”
She chuckled. “Play your cards right and it might just be more than a few.”
“You need to be somewhere else tonight?”
Daani arched an eyebrow at him. “Kicking me out already, stud?”
“Just wondering if we have time for a shower.”
“I think I can fit that in my schedule.”
“Good,” he smiled, “I lather. You rinse.”
The End
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