by S Lawrence
“My God, are you an arms dealer or do you just know one.”
Crossing his arms he smirks her, “I know many people.”
Well, if that isn’t vague I don’t know what is.
“I don’t care where you got them, you did well, brother.” Sean raises his head which was now covered in some type of, night vision goggles. ”These will come in handy for those of us that have no dragon sight.” The boys, including Kai, were acting like it was Christmas morning. I flop down on the couch, put my feet up, and drink my coffee, I can’t help the grin that’s on my face watching them.
It wasn’t until later that they remembered I was in the room. Michael looks over at me, eyes narrowing slightly. I knew he was trying to decide how to ask something; God only knew what.
“Lass, I know you want to come with us, and I know it’s your right, but we will be using guns.”
Okay? Your point is what exactly?” I rise, arms crossing over my chest.
“Well, just that you will need one also if you’re going in. Do ya know how to shoot?”
Giving him my most sugar laced smile, the one I usually use along with blessing your heart. “Honey, I grew up in the Deep South, we all know how to shoot. I happen to own a SA-XD9 sub-compact 9 millimeter with a fifteen round clip. I am also a very good shot with it.” Pause for effect. “Give me a gun and let me practice a little today and I’ll be just fine, darling. Henri, the man that runs my Grandda’s farm, made sure I could take care of myself.” Kai steps to my side, kneeling in front of me. “My love, please just listen, none of us doubt that you can take care of yourself, but going to war is different.” Sucking in a breath I am about to argue when I hear his voice in my head. ‘Aislin, it would be childish to argue. I’m not saying you can’t come. I’m asking you to understand that we all want you safe. We never want you to have the haunted look in your eyes that you see in all of ours.’ I deflate somewhat how could I argue with that. Growing up with Emma’s dad Mr. Stephen had shown me what war and killing did to people. “I promise to stay back out of the way, I’ll do everything you guys tell me to. But I have to see him for myself.” I look around the room and there is understanding in their eyes.
After breakfast we all head outside, spending the day target practicing. Early evening has the other guardians arriving. They all head into the kitchen, where they have set up a makeshift command room.
The men to study the plans. I recognize that even though I’m is not helpless; I’ve no idea how to plan something like this. Patrick has drawn a layout of the four-acre grounds of the compound marking the terrain. The Guardians have a detailed schedule of the guards, including fence patrol and the shift changes. They mark on the drawing the locations of cameras, pointing out blind spots that they might be able to slip in through.
They all agree that the biggest threat is the unknown enemy inside the mansion. There are also two dogs that roam the property freely, but Patrick knows a spell that will keep them calm and under his control. The hope is that if they are needed Patrick can direct them to attack.
Kai has settled beside me, listening and working on the plan, but needing to be close. His hand roams my back, rubbing up and down. Leaning my face against his chest, I sense his need to keep me safe warring with his willingness to let me do this. He’s focused on the minute details, finding the safest way to allow me to do what I need, what I must.
Sean and Michael have taken the lead on the planning, their current combat experience needed for this incursion. They’ve trained for urban warfare, and the compounds close proximity to Edinburgh make it exactly that. It must be done silently and quickly, get in, get out, all the while getting the information they came for and hopefully locating Dorran.
Michael will lay up high with his rifle, his eye to the scope, clearing targets and making a path for them. Jason and Patrick’s job is to get in find any information about the Company/Order they can. Kai’s only concern is getting me in and out safely. My only target is Dorran, I want my revenge, not only for myself but for Chris, and they have all agreed I have earned that right.
They go through the plan over and over, so every player knows all parts. The entire time Kai’s hands glide over my back often dipping down to my ass, tightening on it before easing and starting all over again. He strokes my body and the fire that burns whenever he is near. It was just before dawn when they all broke apart; the plan was to sleep through the day and move into position just before dark. I know sleep won’t come anytime soon, nerves are strung tight as a drum. My body was on fire for him.
Chapter 44
I lead her to the bedroom, I’ve tortured us both throughout the night. We should rest before the assault tonight. I want to force her to stay here safe, but the warrior in me knows she needs to face him if he is there. I shut the door and brace my forehead on it for a moment trying to gain control. Turning slowly, I find her sitting on the bed staring at me in blatant longing. We keep getting to a point; then she backs off, she is scared that she can go no further.
“What is it, Sparrow?” I hope to remind her of her mother’s words. She looks up quickly at my face, and a small smile curves her mouth.
“That’s it exactly; I’m broken. All night I burned for you, but I still don’t know if I can do this. I trust you, choose you, handed you my soul to keep safe. Still, he is here between us, all over me.”
You’re right you gave ME your soul, there is no room for him in it. You belong to me.” Wetness floods her core at my words; I can smell it, a growl rumbles from my chest. “Nothing will make me feel differently about you, if we never get past this point, I will love you still.” She opens her mouth to argue, but I stop her by holding up my hand.
“I will LOVE you no matter what. Period. Do I want to loosen my dragon and feel that mother fucker’s bones crunch between my teeth, hell, yes I do, but he changes nothing between us.”
She looks at me slightly horrified, but I can tell she also loves the idea a little. “Well, that sounds gross but umm thank you.” She laughs as she says it, but sobers instantly saying, “I just hope he hasn’t destroyed us.”
“No way, broken, maybe, but we’ll soar one day, baby. Now lay down with me on this bed so we can make out like teenagers.”
Laying down, I waggle my eyebrows at her. She hesitates a moment chewing her lower lip. Decision made, she shifts onto her hands and knees, and she slowly crawls up the bed towards me. I wonder if she realizes how fucking sexy that is, maybe she does and it is her turn to torture me.
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Looking at Kai through my eyelashes, I crawl toward him, lust is burning in his topaz eyes, and they flash a little dragon at me, his control is in tatters. This knowledge makes my inner vixen grin. I curl into his side and turn my face up to his. Slowly, his lips lower to mine. This is different than our other kisses; it isn’t demanding or rushed just a slow lingering seduction that reminds me of a hot, humid, lazy summer day in the south. With each sip, thoughts of Dorran slip farther away, my breath catches.
I’ve made my decision, pulling back slightly, I look up at his eyes blazing with need, his full lips wet from our kisses and I whisper “Show me what your love feels like, Kai, erase him, make love to me now.”
“Come here, Sparrow.” He pulls me onto the length of his body, I sit up straddling him, my core pressing against his impressive erection, and it’s a bit intimidating. I’m drawn to the large Celtic knot tattoo that covers the left side of his chest, I have often traced its pattern as we lie in bed. I feel his cock pulse against me, I think back to when I saw him in the shower stroking it and moisture floods my panties. Before I lose my nerve, I grab the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head. His hands reach for me, stroking up my sides until he is cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples. His thumbs rub back and forth over the tightened peaks making them harder. One hand slides to the back and in seconds the lace falls away from my body, replaced with his hot flesh. He stares at them in his hands and they swell, feeling heavy under his gaz
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My heart begins to pound as he sits up, his head bending towards them. His tongue curls around one of my aching nipples. Licking slowly before his mouth closes around it. He sucks at it, drawing my nipple in with gently rhythmic tugs before biting down just hard enough for it to be both pleasure and pain. An arc of electricity shoots straight for my clit.
My breath slams from my throat. Tossing my head back I grab his shoulders as he moves to the other nipple starting the process all over again. I sigh “Kai”, just his name but it is enough, he involuntarily thrust up. My entire body is on fire. I look down at his face, his eyes are closed as he savors the taste of my skin. My lust rises, desire spreading and I feel no fear. Only need fills my mind. He pulls back letting my nipple pop from his mouth. The next instant, his lips are on mine, the time for softness has passed. It is my turn to demand, my tongue sweeps inside and I pour my soul into to him.
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My eyes close as she grips my hair. When she forces her way into me, I shudder, tasting her hunger and passion. She has no idea how erotic I find her, as she takes what she wants, what she needs. I pull her tighter against me, loving the feel of her hardened nipples rubbing against my chest as she undulates in my arms, unable to hold still. Her hips rocking slowly against my rock hard cock.
Rolling her under me, I lay her back on the bed, sitting back on my heels, I stare down at her. Her pale skin is flushed with her desire. Running my hand down between her breasts, over her stomach, I reach for the waist of her leggings peeling them down, momentarily distracted by her lack of underwear. Her pussy is trimmed close and I see her wetness glistening, just waiting for me. For days I have been tormented by her scent and tonight I will finally taste. Licking my lips, I look up at her face. She is breathing hard and her eyes are glazed.
I stand and unbutton my pants watching her watch me. I thrust them down and kneel on the edge of the bed. One hand strokes my throbbing dick, the other pulls her foot to me and I begin the journey to the junction of her legs. Kissing and biting my way along her calf and thigh, leaving tiny red marks. I nuzzle at her inner thigh as I raise my eyes.
“Sparrow” my voice is thick with hunger, “remember how I said I wanted to taste you, taking long slow licks?” she nods slightly her pupils dilating. My lips curve into a smile as I stick my tongue out and run it slowly up the center of her folds. Her fingers curl into the sheet holding on. “Fuck” slips past her lips as she arches her back. He had been right, she tasted like warm honeyed spice. She was delicious and I feasted.
Forcing her knees apart so he could get closer, stabbing his tongue into her drenched pussy over and over until she couldn’t hold still, her hips rocking against his mouth. I couldn’t stop the growl and the whimper that came from her when it vibrated over her clit told me I shouldn’t. I slid my finger deep inside her and she cried out from pleasure. Pulling out I pushed two fingers in, all the while continuing to lick and as I felt her body begin to tighten I bit down on her engorged nub just pushing that pleasure pain edge and she began to shudder and clamp down on my fingers.
After her orgasm, I pulled my fingers free but continued to lick her, long slow satisfying licks wringing every last bit of her satisfaction from her body. Suddenly her fingers are gripping my hair, pulling me up over her, her quivering leg wraps around my waist and my control snaps at the first touch of her hot center against my cock. She continues to rub her delectable pussy against me. Groaning, I suck a nipple into my mouth, biting down. Drawing a heated gasp from her, licking away the sting I look into her eyes as I entered her with one long thrust. When I was seated to the hilt, I stop moving relishing in the feel of her scorching velvet sheath gripping me tightly.
I tried to slow the pounding of my heart, to rein in my control, but then she rotated her hips in a slow circle, a smile on her face even as her lids closed halfway in ecstasy. “Feels so good, but I need you to move, Kai.” As I pull almost all the way out just leaving the tip she continues her rolling, I am frozen watching her sensual dance. Frustrated with me, she thrust up hard, causing me slam into her. “Yes! Like that Kai.” I roll over pulling her with me. Holding still letting her fill herself with my thick hard length. She alternated hard and fast and slow and easy, it was killing me but I loved feeling her tighten around me. My fingers dig into her hips trying to let her have her way but for one slow rock of her hip to another my control snaps “Aislin” I growl it at her and I feel more wetness coat my dick.
I hold her hips still, and roll her back to her back. Beginning to drive into her, tearing through her tightness over and over, hard like she wanted. Like I need. Hammering into her I feel her channel begin to spasm, she is chanting my name and panting, and then I feel her muscles tighten strangling my dick and she tumbles over the edge. I keep up the same pace driving her toward another orgasm before the first one ends.
Muscles clamp down on me, I feel the sensation start at my feet burning up my legs and as her pussy pulses around me, my release jerks free filling her with hot liquid. Her voice is hoarse and my satisfied growl joins her cries. Bracing myself on my elbows I lower my mouth to hers, kissing her gently as we catch our breaths. Not wanting to crush her with my weight, I roll to the side pulling her with me, not yet ready to leave the heat of her body.
Rubbing my hands along her side I traced the curve of her hip and took the time to look at the raven tattoo that had surprised me when I pulled her pants away. I hadn’t noticed it when we freed her from the ship. She smiles as I trace it like she does the one on my shoulder. I can't keep my hands and lips off her and I kiss her upturned mouth, putting everything into it, my love, my pride in her, my very soul, trying to show her how I feel.
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“You see, Sparrow, you’re home, you always were.” Tears leak from my eyes as I see his love for me stamped on his fierce face. “No tears, love.” I feel beautiful laying here with him, my soul having been laid bare. I let the emotions I have been keeping hidden shine out at him. The love that has bloomed with his patience and understanding. His answering smile is loving and just a little bit wicked, a promise of pleasures to come, I feel my body respond. Just a look, that’s all it takes, he owns me. Pushing my hair away from my neck, trailing kisses and stinging bites along it his mouth moves to my ear, ”We’ll no be getting much rest today.” his whiskeyed voice sends shivers down my spine. My fingers tunnel in his hair pulling his delicious mouth to mine, kissing him deeply until we are both restless. He pulls back slightly, “I knew you would soar.” Laughing, I let him take me to new heights.
Chapter 45
I wake late in the afternoon sprawled across the bed, Kai is on his stomach, and his delectable ass is inches from my face since I apparently fell asleep on the small of his back. His golden skin begs for my touch. I ease up as slowly as possible trying not to shake the bed. I just want a moment to study his body. I tried to memorize it earlier, but still, I can’t imagine ever tiring of it. He grumbles, looking back at me, “Come here, love.” He reaches for me, a sleepy lust filling his eyes.
“Oh no, we have to get ready, and I’m already sore. If we do anything else, I’ll be useless tonight.”
“Why didn’t you stop me that last time? Come on let's shower and work the kinks out some.” Sitting up, he swings his legs over the side of the bed, pulling me with him. “I like how sore I am, and how I got this way. “ He grins down at me, the look of male satisfaction makes me chuckle.
Turning the water hot I step in and pull him under the water with me. His hands come up to cup my face as he bends down and sips at my lips, drawing a sigh from me. Raising his head, he reached for the soap and squirts some on his hand then turns me to wash my back. His hands glide over my muscles just enough pressure to ease the tension. I turn and let him wash the front, laughing when he gets distracted by my breasts. Stepping back I close my eyes, letting the water cascade over me, rinsing the soap from my body. I startle when I feel his tongue run over the worst of the scars right under my right
breast, and in an instant, I am back in the bowels of that ship.
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I feel her body tense and look up seeing the terror on her face. “Sparrow, he canna hurt you, I willna let him. “ My burr has thickened with my sadness and anger. Straightening I draw her lips to me slowing, giving her time to fly back to me.
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I lose myself in him, letting him burn the memories away. Trusting him to keep me safe. What seems like hours but is only minutes later he is turning the water off and wrapping me in a towel. “I’m sorry Kai.” I start to turn away but he grabs my shoulder. Putting a finger under my chin he forces my head up, looking at me with nothing but love he says. “It will happen, Aislin, one minute you’re fine and the next you will be back, trapped in memories. Know that I will always bring you home to me. Nodding, I rise up and place a tender kiss on his lips, then turn to get dressed. Jason has picked me up some appropriate clothes; I can't wait to see what he has come up with. I open the bag and reach in pulling out a pile of black.
“Are you shitting me?” I hold up a one piece Lycra unitard; I roll my eyes when I catch Kai grinning like a wolf. Men! I shimmy into it, trying not to worry about the size of my ass and thighs, then put on the black combat boots he got me. Pulling my hair up in a ponytail, I cover my head with my black beanie. Spinning I ask “How do I look?” and my answer is a long, low rumble from Kai’s chest and his topaz eyes are practically glowing, hmm maybe I should thank Jason.
Heading down the hall following the voices to the kitchen; wolf whistles greet me. Never one to be bashful, I give a curtsy that would have made Miss Monroe proud, well except for the double bird I was flipping.
