Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries Book 11)

by Lexi Blake

  She needed to come, but he didn’t trust his damn dick to last. Once he felt her heat around him, felt the drag of the plug on his cock, he would likely come like a rocket. He needed to take care of her first. Luckily, he knew exactly what to do.

  His cell rang, the sound jarring. Case glanced down. He didn’t recognize the number.

  Not that it mattered. He flicked the ringer off.

  Nothing was going to stop him from taking his sub tonight.

  Absolutely nothing. Tonight, he made her his forever.

  * * * *

  Mia loved the rope, loved how it held her so tight and kept her in the moment. So often her mind wandered. She tended to have a million and one thoughts sprinting through her brain at any moment, but the minute she felt the curl of rope on her skin and heard Case’s deep Dom voice, she focused as though the two together could trigger a separate part of her brain. Sex brain. Making love brain. Being with Case brain.

  She even enjoyed the position she was in. Ass in the air, hands behind her back, one cheek to the quilt that covered Case’s bed. Her knees were splayed so he had easy access to her pussy and her ass. It sent her straight into sub space and that was a beautiful thing. Everything else melted away in this place. All the fights meant nothing here. The time apart was gone and all that mattered was Case’s hands, his voice, their connection.

  He moved in front of her, allowing her to watch as he shed his jeans. His cock bounced free. It was just as beautiful as the rest of him. He was more devastating than he’d been before.

  “I placed you perfectly,” Case murmured as he moved close. His hand touched her hair as he lined his cock up with her lips. “Just for a moment. I want to feel your mouth on me, but I’m not going to come. Not until I’m deep inside that pussy of yours. I’ve missed everything about you. Including your tongue. Lick me, Mia.”

  There was nothing she wanted to do more. He gently held her head, his fingers tangling in her hair and tugging. Her whole body responded, blood heating up. She licked him, running her tongue along the stalk of his cock. He pushed the head just behind her lips. His skin tasted clean, the scent of his masculinity arousing her beyond compare. Her whole body ached with need. She could feel both the plug in her ass and how wet she was getting.

  Case’s cock moved back and forth. He dipped in and out of her mouth. Mia sucked lightly, pulling on the head. She could taste a drop of arousal coating the tip.

  “That’s right. You taste me. You taste what you do to me. I’ve waited months to get back inside you. Do you know what I thought about every single night? Nothing but you. You were my last thought before I went to sleep and the very first thing to hit my brain when I woke up in the morning and you can’t even imagine what my dreams were like.”

  She would have told him about hers had he not thrust his cock back inside. All her dreams had been of him. Good and bad. She’d dreamed of him loving her, dreamed of him leaving her, dreamed of what Theo could have done. Mostly, though, she’d dreamed about him dominating her. She woke up in a sweat at the thought of his strength, his beauty, his passion.

  All hers.

  She ran her tongue over the ridge of his cock head.

  “I dreamed of you tied up and spread for my pleasure. Just like you are right now. Take more. Take all of me.” His hips thrust, forcing his cock deeper. “In my dreams, you submit to me in the bedroom and you’re my partner everywhere else. You’re right by my side in the real world, but here in the bedroom, you kneel at my feet. And I worship you. I make you helpless and then I ply you with every bit of pleasure a man can give a woman. I lick you and suck you and fuck you whenever I want, however I want. I’m on top of you four times a day. I wake you up in the morning with my cock against your pussy and I fuck that sweet asshole late at night before you go to sleep in my arms.”

  It sounded like heaven to her. She rolled her tongue around and around his cock. Case was so big he stretched her jaw. She groaned around him and his hand tightened in her hair, lighting up her scalp.

  He pulled his cock out and took a step back. “Not so fast. I told you how this would go.”

  “You’re not going to come until you’re deep inside me.” Until they were as close as two people could be. Two souls could be. “I dream of you, too. I dream of being your wife, your partner, the one you love more than anything. I dream of being part of your family.”

  His eyes bore into her. “You are my family. You belong in my family. They love you. And I belong in yours. I promise to be a brother to your obnoxiously single-minded brothers. Your family. My family. It’s all the same.”

  He moved out of her line of sight.

  She felt his fingers running across the ropes, touching flesh and then pressing down on the jute. He ran his fingers over her back and then down her torso until he found her nipples. He cupped her breasts and then tweaked her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His cock touched her thigh, still hard and heavy against her. “What are you doing?”

  She couldn’t see him, could only feel the light rasp of his fingers on her skin.

  “I told you. I’m playing. I haven’t played in forever.” He pinched her nipples harder, tugging on them. “Do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you tomorrow? You should understand that we have hours and hours in the air tomorrow and you’re going to serve me.”

  Mia hissed at the pain that flared through her when he pinched her nipples again. It flared and then the endorphins kicked in and she felt warmth along her flesh. “You’re taking me with you?” She hadn’t been sure. He’d said it, but he could always change his mind. This was a dangerous mission and she’d already screwed up once. “It’s all right if you’re worried about how I’ll behave. I promise I’ll stay with Erin and Avery.”

  Warmth hit the nape of her neck as he leaned over and pressed his mouth there. She could feel his words rumble over her skin.

  “I think it would be best if you did stay with them when the actual op is going down, but if you want to come you’re welcome to. I don’t want to be apart from you.”

  He was drugging her with heat. She could barely think when he kissing her neck and shoulders, brushing back her hair with a patient hand. “I understand. I wasn’t as good out in the field as I thought I would be. I thought I would fight harder.”

  “There’s a difference between learning self-defense and actually finding yourself in a life-and-death situation. I’ve been trying to teach your brothers that.” He licked along the shell of her ear. “You have to train. You have to learn muscle memory so your body and instincts take over. It’s very difficult to drown out the fear. Flight is usually better than fight for a civilian.”

  But her brother wasn’t going to run. They’d spent far too long setting up their revenge. “I’ve been training with Ezra.”

  A vicious twist had her gasping.

  “Don’t even say that fucker’s name when I’m touching you.”

  So he was still jealous. “Sorry.”

  It looked like they would be talking about Ezra’s future employment after Case was done playing.

  Case stepped away. “Don’t move and don’t lose that plug.”

  What was he planning? She couldn’t exactly see him. Yeah, that did something for her, too, but then he knew it. Being kept on edge heightened her senses.

  The plug in her ass made her aware of a part of her body she’d never thought of as erotic before. She clenched around it, keeping it deep inside her. She was stretched and heated, still able to feel the warmth from his spanking. She’d purged all the anxiety of the last few months and her soul felt lighter. No matter what happened tomorrow, they would be together.

  He moved between her legs, skin skimming along the insides of her thighs.

  “God, I’ve missed the way you taste.”

  She closed her eyes as she realized what he was about to do. Warmth spun through her system, a hot flash of pure pleasure that made her gasp. His tongue moved over pussy, his hands holding tight to her thighs.
He held himself up while he devoured her sex.

  His tongue slid over her and she couldn’t breathe. He touched the plug, pressing it lightly and making her squirm at the sensation. He tapped on it, sending jangling pressure through her even as his mouth was soft as silk on her pussy.

  Light and dark, soft and hard. That was her Master, her soon-to-be husband.

  She was going to marry him so hard.

  That thought brought a smile to her face. He was right. They’d needed the time apart. It had taught him to view her as a partner and it had given her insight into who he really was—a man willing to support her, a man who needed her as much as she needed him. He was more than just a hero. He was a man who needed her affection, her love.

  She would give it all to him.

  He kept it up, his tongue going deep while he worked the plug in her ass. Soft heat slid over her clitoris and she could feel the pressure building.

  And then it crested. So much pleasure, so much emotion. She found out there was another way for her to cry. Lying there with Case giving to her, she let herself go. She could do nothing else.

  The mattress beneath her moved and she heard the sound of a wrapper being opened. Her blood pounded through her body as she began to float down from the high of her orgasm. Even without his hands on her, she could sense the connection between them, could feel the need rolling off him. She felt Case holding on to her hips as his cock found her pussy.

  Yes. She needed him. Needed him inside her. “Please.”

  “I love you, Mia. This is forever.” He thrust inside.

  He didn’t hold back. He powered into her.

  So full. Between the plug and Case’s cock, she could barely breathe, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. He was filling her up, letting her know he could master her on every level and yet they were still equals. They were still in this together.

  He’d grown for her. He’d dealt with his problems because he’d wanted to be better for her, for their future.

  Mia pushed back, needing to show him how much she wanted him, too.

  “That’s what I want,” Case growled. He tugged on her hips and then forced his dick inside again. “Fight for it, princess. This is who we are. We fought it, but we don’t have to. We’re going to be okay no matter what happens. That’s what I had to figure out. You’re never allowed to leave me again. Never again, Mia.”

  Never again. If he could work on his temper, then she could work on her pride. She should have kicked his ass after what he’d said, not walked away.

  Case pounded into her, angling up and hitting that sweet spot that sent her reeling all over again. Tears poured from her eyes, her heart so full of love for him as she went flying for the second time. Pleasure crashed over her and she felt Case stiffen behind, calling out her name.

  He finally slumped down, his body collapsing on hers.

  Mia groaned because that was so not comfy.

  Case chuckled and kissed her cheek. “I’ll free you in a minute. Just give me a second when I know you can’t run away from me.”

  “I won’t, Case. If you want me, I’m all in, but you better believe there’s not going to be a quickie Vegas wedding.”

  He rubbed his cheek against hers like a large predatory and affectionate cat. “But Vegas is so nice and quick. And I want to be married by the time we head to New York and help your brothers. We can do it in between rescuing my brother and making sure yours don’t kill themselves. You know when you think about it, our families are really pains in the ass.”

  She couldn’t disagree with that, but she did have another pain in the ass to deal with. “How long do I have to wear this thing?”

  He kissed her again. “Go and get in the shower and we’ll take it out, but next time you have to wear it for a lot longer. I want to fuck that pretty ass someday.” He sighed. “I love you, Mia.”

  “I love you. I’m glad you decided to leave me those messages and I’m glad Riley decided I was being stubborn and saved them.”

  He went still. “Tell me he didn’t listen to them.”

  Her arms were starting to ache. “He didn’t.”

  She’d promised not to run away. She’d never promised not to tell little white lies that would save her ass.

  Case rolled off her. “Damn it. Maybe I’ll let him die in New York. But as for you, I haven’t even gotten started yet. Let’s get you cleaned up so we can get dirty again. And by the way, you’re staying here tonight. You’re actually staying with me forever so if you don’t like this place, we should look for another one.”

  She sighed in relief as he started to unwind the rope that held her. “I’m good with anything, babe. But you should know we’ll be staying in the most gorgeous place on the Upper West Side when we get to New York. It’s going to ruin you forever.”

  She’d worked with a real estate agent to find their base of operations in the city. And now it would feel like home because Case would be there with her.

  “Well, considering I grew up in a trailer, it’s going to be an adventure.”

  She was looking forward to the experience.

  * * * *

  Case watched Mia wrap a robe around her body as she stepped out of the bathroom. Her hair was still wet, but her skin glowed.

  He’d put that look on her face.

  How could he feel so damn settled? He was taking her to Africa in the morning. They were going into something dangerous and he wasn’t sure he would succeed, but here he was just hours away from the most important mission of his life and he had a dumb grin on his face. “You sure you’re okay with pizza?”

  She stepped out of the room, but he could hear her voice floating in from the hall. “Yes, but you have to put some veggies on it.”

  It was wrong. Pizza was supposed to be meat and cheese, but he could make the sacrifice. Mushrooms were sort of veggies. They would have to have a long talk if she was one of those people who put spinach or olives on a perfectly good pizza.

  He went to grab his phone and noticed he had two voice mails. One from Michael and one from a number he didn’t recognize. Damn. How had he missed a call from Michael? Oh, yeah, he’d been balls deep in his almost wife, and that distracted him from everything. He quickly pushed the number to retrieve the voice mail and Michael’s voice came over the line.

  “Hey, nothing to worry about, but I did get that video footage you asked for. It’s weird. I think he’s trying to avoid the cameras for some reason. He got off on the fourth floor but then took the stairs up to eight. That’s the floor the common room is on. There’s a gym and a big meeting room on that floor. He caught the elevator there, but it wasn’t the main elevator. It was the one that leads to the penthouse opposite from me.”

  Michael had moved recently. He’d purchased a condo in Victory Park that he damn straight couldn’t afford because of his McKay-Taggart salary. Michael came from a super-rich oil family. The Malones were Texas royalty, but it was easy to forget how much money Michael came from due to his laid-back personality. He’d bought the place because he could share the top floor of the exclusive building with his cousin, Simon Weston and Simon’s wife, Chelsea.

  “Anyway,” Michael continued, “I thought you should know. If he’s trying to get up to my floor, he needs a code. I’m going to warn Si that we think Ferland might be spying on us. No idea why. See you soon, brother. Good luck.”

  Fuck. There was a scenario Michael wasn’t thinking of. Case strode out of the room, his phone in hand. “Mia, I need to know everything you know about Fain.”

  She was standing in his kitchen, the fridge door open. “Really? Not even a beer?”

  His fridge was empty. “I’ll go out and grab us some in a while, but right now I need to know if Fain’s ever done anything that made you suspicious of him.”

  “I don’t know that I would use the word suspicious, but he’s a little secretive. He’s good at his job though. Sometimes I think my brothers are right and I’m a magnet for chaos. I swear if people don’t sto
p trying to steal my shit, I’m going to start shooting.”

  He didn’t like the sound of that. “What are you talking about?”

  She shook her head and leaned against the counter. “It was no big deal. You know me. I end up in some rough neighborhoods. Also, being a blonde American in some parts of the world means the local criminals think you’re an easy mark.”

  “I thought Ezra was supposed to be with you at all times.” His phone went off again. He looked down. It was the same number from about an hour ago. He put a hand up. “Give me one second. And we might get that pizza to go. I think we’re going to pack up and spend the night at Ian’s.”

  “Why?” But she was already moving. She closed the fridge door.

  “I have a bad feeling. I’m going to grab my go-bag. You get dressed.” He moved toward the front hall closet. He swiped across the screen to accept the call. “This is Taggart.”

  “Damn it. Do you ever pick up your flipping phone calls, Tiny Tag?” A familiar voice, heavy with a Southern accent, came over the line. “I’ve been trying to call you all night. None of you answer my calls.”

  “Ten?” It was hard to hear him, but there was no mistaking that voice. It sounded like he was in a wind tunnel.

  Then he realized what he was hearing. Ten was in a helicopter.

  “I need you to get the fuck out of your place and you do it right now. I’m on my way. Ian’s on his way. Take Mia and run. Right fucking now. Ezra Fain isn’t who he says he is. I should know because Ezra Fain is dead. He died years ago. He was a medic. Had some military training, but I wanted to bring him in because he was an excellent field medic. I didn’t turn him down. He was supposed to be on our team. He died before he could join us.”

  Shit. He was right. “He’s Agency.”

  “What?” Ten’s voice cracked over the line. “I don’t know that, but I do know someone’s after your girl.”

  There was a knock on his door. He reached for his gun. “Someone’s here. I’ll call you back.”

  “It’s probably Ian. He was headed to your place. My ETA is ten minutes. Don’t open that fucking door unless you’re sure it’s Ian.” The line crackled. “… is dangerous. I didn’t realize how much.”