Nyght's Eve

by Laurie Roma

  “Fuck! I can’t...we can’t do this. Not when you’re hurt.” Dare pressed his forehead against hers and tried to slow his rapid heartbeat. He stroked her hair, comforted by the way the strands felt gliding between his fingers Touching her was like touching dreams.

  “Please, Dare. I need to feel you. Help me feel alive.”

  Dare pulled her head back so he could look in those sapphire blue eyes of hers, and felt himself falling. God, he loved her. No, love was such a small word for what he felt for her.

  She fucking owned him.

  Body, heart and soul.

  “Come here, baby.” Dare gently picked her up and turned to lay her on the mattress, careful not to brush up against her sensitive breasts. He parted her robe fully, baring her pale skin to his gaze. Stroking his hands down her chest, over her belly, he let out a hum of satisfaction when she parted her thighs for him. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.”

  He pulled the robe from under her as she lifted to help him, but she stopped him before he could go down on her. “No, I want you in me, Dare. I want to feel you with me.”

  Frustration tinged his voice when he said, “You’re hurt, Eve. We can’t—”

  “You’ll be careful. I know you will. I trust you. Completely.” She sat up and reached out to unbuckle his jeans. “Love me. Love me now.”

  Dare gave in, unable to withstand her plea. It was powerful, feeling needed by the woman who owned his heart. The connection between them was something to cherish, to nurture, and he would protect it with everything in him.

  He took his shirt off, not caring where it landed as he tossed it over his shoulder. He pushed her hands away and quickly shucked his jeans, so he was standing naked in front of where she was sitting on the bed.

  Evie looked up at him and saw the pleasure etched on his face as she took his long, thick cock in her hand. He stroked her face lovingly as they stared at one another.

  “Open up your mouth, princess. Open for me and suck it. I have to feel that pretty little mouth on me.”

  Looking up at him under veiled lashes, Evie opened her mouth and lick at the drop of pre-cum on the head of his cock, teasing him. He let out a curse and she enjoyed the way the thick stalk jerked at her touch.

  “Stop teasing me, Eve. Suck my cock if you want me. Suck it into that hot little mouth.”

  His command had her thighs clenching. Desire streaked through her, igniting a burn in her core that had her pussy weeping for his touch. But not yet.

  First, she wanted his pleasure.

  She opened her mouth wide, taking him in as her lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. With a moan, she lashed at the taut skin underneath the head of his cock with her tongue, thrilled when he let out a harsh groan. His hands shoved into her hair, holding on to her as she worked her mouth over him. She drew him in until the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, then pulled back only to repeat the action over and over again. Eve moaned again as she began moving her head faster, using her hand to stroke the part of him she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

  “Fuck, it feels so good. No more, Eve. Keep that up and I’m going to come in your mouth.”

  Pulling his hips back, his cock left her mouth and he gently pushed her down onto the bed. Her breath caught as his hand moved lower, those clever fingers working over the slick folds of her pussy. When his fingers pushed into her, testing her readiness, she shivered as her body clamped down on him as if trying to hold him inside her.

  “You’re really wet, Eve. Is all this slick, hot honey for me?”

  “Yes, all for you,” she whispered. He pulled her body closer to the edge of the bed and positioned himself to enter her, but she stopped him before he could. “Wait. Do you see that little black bottle on the nightstand?”

  Dare turned to look over and saw a small, slim, black bottle and picked it up. “You mean this? What is it?”

  “A gift from Francesca. It came in this gift set she brought me back from Las Vegas. She must have put it in the suitcase when you asked her to pack for me. There is also some sort of aphrodisiac oil that heats up and a flavored massage oil, but that one is some sort of sensitizing gel.”

  Amused, Dare raised a brow as he gestured toward his hard-on. “Honey, I don’t think I need any help getting any more sensitive.”

  She smiled. “Still, it might be fun to try it.”

  “Maybe we should wait until you’re feeling better.”

  “Come on, let’s try it. I dare you.”

  He rolled his eyes at her as he shrugged his shoulders. Dare studied the bottle for a second, then he opened it and poured some of the clear liquid into his palm. “Fine, but if my dick falls off, I’m going to be extremely pissed at you.”

  Evie laughed as she watched him coat his cock with the liquid. She shuddered as he swirled some of the gel on her clit, then stuck two of his fingers deep inside her. They paused for a moment, and Evie felt disappointed when nothing happened.

  Then it did.

  The cooling feeling began slowly, then increased so that she felt the tingling deep inside her pussy. She could feel her clit pulse with the icy sensation and her hips undulated of their own accord as she sought to quench the need building inside her.

  Dare’s dick felt like it was on fire.

  Not in a bad way, but the icy flames of pleasure were licking over him, creating a firestorm of need so strong that he fought to hold on to his control. He couldn’t let go. Couldn’t pound himself inside her like he wanted, because he would hurt her if he did that. And the last thing he wanted to do was hurt his Eve.

  The woman he loved.

  He braced his feet apart and shoved his hips forward so his cock sank to the hilt inside her in one slow, smooth motion. A hoarse shout erupted from his throat at the sensation of being surrounded by her heat. Grinding his hips against her, he panted for breath, his chest billowing in and out as if he’d just sprinted a mile in seconds flat.

  The feelings were intense, an erotic cacophony of sensations that left Dare no choice but to surrender to the lust burning in his veins. It was too extreme for him to hold on back much longer, but he had to make sure she was feeling the same as he did. He had to ensure she was ready for him.

  “Tell me how it feels,” he demanded, his voice tight with strain.

  “Cold. Icy cold, then hot. You’re so hot, Dare. So hot and hard. It’s amazing.”

  “I feel you. You’re so tight, and this shit is driving me crazy. I have to move. Cup your breasts and hold them still, Eve. I have to fuck you, baby. I can’t wait.”

  She lifted her hands to cup her breasts, holding them in place he began stroking inside her, stretching her around the thick stalk of his cock. After a few slow, tentative strokes he began fucking her like a man possessed, so hard her body moved on the bed with every thrust.

  Evie felt her climax building, and spread her legs further, wanting to feel the full power of him pounding into her. “Oh god, Dare. It feels so good. I’m going to come, I can’t hold back.”

  “Do it,” he snarled, gripping her waist tight to hold her in place. “Come on my cock. Do it now, Eve!”

  He was relentless, thrusting heavily as he forced his large cock in and out of her tight hole. Her back arched off of the bed as she came with a scream, her body clamping down on his cock so he could barely move inside of her.

  He gave her no time to recover as he continued pounding into her, using the full strength of his powerful body. Her slick pussy pulsed around him as she moaned, her head shaking from side to side so her blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo.

  “I still need you, Eve. I want you to come again.” His piercing dark-gray eyes captured hers as he watched her every expression, needing to see the pleasure he gave her as he thrust into her slickness. “Come again and take me with you.”

  “Please, Dare. I can’t. It’s too much,” she begged as he rammed into her, over and over again, impaling her with fierce determination. Beads of sweat trickle dow
n his forehead, some of them falling onto her while others slid down his bare chest.

  “Never too much, Eve,” he denied as he moved one of his hands to stroke her already throbbing clit. “Come, baby. I want to feel you come again. Come on, princess. Squeeze me. Make me come with you.”

  Evie’s body convulsed as the combination of his touch and the sensitizing gel made it impossible to stop another orgasm from ripping thought her. The world around her spun out of control. Her body clenching down, tighter than before as the pulses of pleasure raced through her. “I love you, Dare! Oh God! I love you!”

  Dare fell over her, his forearms bracing his large body so he didn’t crush her. He thrust deep, the head of his cock pressed tight against the entrance of her womb as he shuddered, emptying himself deep inside of her. “Love you, Eve. My Eve.”

  He whispered her name like a benediction. And she was. His.

  Completely.

  Evie closed her eyes, content to breathe in his scent as he surrounded her. A smile graced her lips as she let out a happy sigh.

  There were worse things to be than Nyght’s Eve.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Dare and Evie arrived back at her house late in the afternoon the following day.

  Last night after their spectacular bout of lovemaking, they had taken a brief nap. When they woke, they had ordered more food since their last order had gotten cold. When their hunger was sated, they tried out the rest of the goodies that Francesca had given her, taking turns giving each other massages. Their skin slick with the flavored massage oil, they opened the aphrodisiac oil to see what that would do. Combined with the sensitizing gel, the aphrodisiac oil created a hot and cold sensation that drove them both crazy. They both had one of the most intense orgasms either of them had ever experienced, and they agreed to thank Francesca for her gift next time they saw her.

  After, they had taken a hot shower, washing each other thoroughly as they shared stories of their past with one another. Evie had been shocked by the lengths he had gone through when he’d finally confessed he had requisitioned background information on her. Exasperated, she told him that all he had to do was ask her anything he wanted to know about her. After he made her that promise, he responded in kind, telling her she could ask him anything she wanted of him, except for classified information that he could never disclose to anyone.

  Evie had seen the way he had braced himself, ready for her questions, but she realized that she knew everything she needed to know about him. The rest would come with time, but she had no intention of delving into his confidential missions or other dark, painful things he had to do when he was a soldier.

  She knew his heart, and that was enough for now.

  In a way, it was freeing knowing that Dare new about her childhood. It was something that haunted her and helped mold her into the woman she was. When those men had broken into her home all those years ago, she had been a scared teenager. She had tried to hide, terrified after she saw the way those men had shot her parents in cold blood, but they had found her. Thinking she would die next, it was even worse when the men dragged her out of the house with them.

  They had taken her into the woods with them, tying her up while they waited and planned their escape. She would never forget the absolute horror she felt as the three men had joked about what they were going to do to her before they killed her, but she had been saved before they had gotten a chance to really hurt her.

  One of the men had been holding her down on the ground when a feral growl had torn through the night. Her family dog, Roscoe, had bounded out of the trees, tearing into the man attacking her. Shouts of men had filled the air as the sheriff and his men had come to save her. She had cried when she saw Roscoe’s lifeless body lying on the ground by the man he had killed. Another one of the men had been shot by the sheriff, leaving the last man to be taken into custody.

  Once they were back in bed and she was held safely in his arms, Evie had told Dare of the difficult time she had after she had been rescued. She had been lost without her family. Even though there were horrible memories in the Beaumont Manor house where she had grown up, she felt closer to her parents there and hadn’t wanted to leave. When her uncle Tony and her aunt Colleen had decided to move their kids to Breakers, Evie had felt grateful, but she had also been torn apart by guilt for making them give up their own home.

  They had ended up building a home together, forming a new family. Evie had always been close to her cousins, but with them living together she had gotten the siblings she’d always wanted. A few years later when Colleen had gotten sick it had shocked them all, and when she died, it just made the rest of them band together. Hunter had followed in Tony’s footsteps, becoming a Navy SEAL. They had missed him while he was away, but they had also been so proud of him.

  Evie knew her dream of founding the rescue center was based on what she went through as a young girl, and also in memory of her parents and her dog, Roscoe, who had saved her life. She worked hard to be worthy of that life, using the money her parents had left her to do good work. Dare had called it survivor’s guilt, and he’d made it clear that he wouldn’t be allowing her to overwork herself anymore. When she had tried to argue with him, he’d just kissed her until she forgot what they had been talking about.

  In the late hours of the night, he spoke of his time in Spain. She knew there was a lot more to the story, but he told her enough so she could imagine the horrors of what he had been through. She held onto him, as if her love could keep him safe and far away from dangerous situations like he used to be a part of. She worried that he would need that rush, would need to be in the middle of those types of adventures again, but he assured her he was done.

  They had made love again when they woke, slowly, tenderly. They stayed in bed so long they almost missed checking out of the hotel on time. The drive back to Breakers was very different than the ride to Houston had been. Evie had loved the way Dare held onto her hand as he drove, as if he needed to keep the connection with her. Perhaps he could sense she needed it, too. Their time in Houston had changed things for her. All traces of doubt had been erased, and it felt wonderful to know that they were fully committed to each other. The only shadow on her happiness that remained was if he would be willing to stay in Breakers.

  As they drove toward her house, Evie noticed that there seemed to be more activity that normal at the rescue center. Also noticing, Dare parked the Range Rover in front of her house instead of in the garage.

  “Hi! You’re back! What’s going on?” Evie asked as Francesca and Madeline Savante rushed over before she was completely out of the vehicle. Madeline might have been Hammer’s mother and Hunter, Beckett and Francesca’s stepmother, but she was a sweet, caring woman that Evie thought of like a second mother to herself as well.

  “There’s my girl. Thank God you’re home.” Madeline wrapped her arms around Evie. She pulled back to stare intently into Evie’s eyes. “You and I are going to have a long talk later, young lady.”

  Madeline released Evie and smiled at Dare, holding her arms open. “Daryk.”

  He moved to her, lifting her off her feet to kiss her cheek. “Ma’am. Are you ready to run away with me yet?”

  The older woman blushed as he set her back on her feet. She slapped playfully at his arm. “You have your hands full with this one. Daryk, Evie. I’m sorry to tell you this, but Shane is missing.”

  Dare’s body went stiff. “What?”

  Tears filled Madeline’s eyes. “After Shane was done with school today, he went home to wait for Nate to pick him up to bring him here. But when Nate got there, Shane was gone.”

  “Nate found a note from their mother saying Shane would be returned after the trial. She kidnapped him to make sure Nate wouldn’t testify again that bastard, Bill Hollis,” Francesca added, her voice filled with barely suppressed fury.

  Evie gasped as she reached out to hold on to Dare’s arm. “How could she do that to her own son? Anna, Tim and Nate must be frantic!” />
  “We’ve got to find him,” Dare gritted out through clenched teeth.

  Madeline’s hands worried together as she clasped them in front of her. “Anna and Tim are waiting at their house, and Jared and Kali are with Nate. Tony, Hunter and a few of the men are with Sheriff Wyatt searching to see if anyone saw where they went.”

  “Hey!” Hunter shouted as he roared up on his bike. He turned the machine and got off, hurrying over to join them. “We just got word. A car was found a few miles out of town. Looks like it drove off the road and hit a tree. When Storm ran the plates, we saw it was registered to Mara Diaz. That crazy bitch took Shane into the woods with her, but I think they’re both injured from the crash, so they couldn’t have gotten far.”

  “Then we’ll find them,” Evie said, her voice filled with conviction. “How much time?”

  “About three hours,” Francesca answered.

  “I told Storm we’d get the rescue team together. Kali is staying with Anna, but Hammer is headed here with Nate. I’ll take them out with me. I’ll take Galahad on the search.”

  “And I’ll take Lancelot,” Francesca added. “I’ll see if Russ can come with me.”

  “Tony is headed back here with Malcolm Fox. He’ll take Percival since I know you want Gawain with you.”

  “That’s fine.” Evie turned to Dare. “Are you coming with me?”

  “Damn right I am.”

  They all turned as the sound of another motorcycle approached. Nikita pulled off her helmet and got off her Ducati. She had a backpack on her back and a wicked looking knife strapped to her thigh. “I heard. What can I do?”

  Francesca grinned at her. “Screw Russ. You’re coming with me, combat Barbie.”

  Nikita glared at her, then sighed with a nod. “You’re really lucky I like you, short stuff.”

  “I’ll go check on the radios, and I’ll run control from here with Amelia,” Madeline said. “Evie, I had your dogs with me at the center today. They’re in your office when you’re ready.”

  Evie nodded. “Good. I’ll go get my pack. Dare, I have extra pack for you to use. We’ll all meet back at the center in a few.”