by NiaKFoxx
“Oh yes,” she moaned as he took over. Two fingers delved between her labia rubbing her clit slowly before capturing the nub between two fingers and massaging it until she felt ready to explode. He refocused his attention by plunging fingers into her hot core. She rode his thick fingers taking pleasure in the way he stretched her flesh. A cry of her protest escaped from parted lips when he eased from her throbbing heat. His lips trailed their way back up her chest, neck, planting sweet kisses on her cheek.
“I think you’re ready for me.” As he said the words her hips were being lifted and pulled forward until she rested on the edge.
She spread her legs wider to encompass his girth. Once again bracing both hands behind her. She met his scorching gaze, her breath catching at the passion in his eyes. Nails bit into wood to prevent her from pulling him into her, she sucked her bottom lip in anticipation, almost willing him to sink into her excited body. He held her stare as his ample cock nudged its way inside her gingerly allowing her to grow accustomed to his size with every gentle move forward. With her patience at the breaking point she thrust her hips up to fully unite their bodies. His fingers gripped her hips in a bond meant not to be broken. The effect was stimulating. He sat the pace withdrawing almost completely before plunging deep again. Over and over. When she would have taken control he withdrew again until only the tip of his cock remained inside her.
“There’s no rush, you’re mine now.”
He ended the sentence by thrusting balls deep into her cunt. She was left breathless. Her head fell back as she arched shoving her breasts upward. Ramj took advantage as he continued his slow plunges. Blood rushed to her face and a near hiss escaped from between clenched teeth. It was sensory over load.
“Oh no my dear, I want to see those gorgeous eyes when you come for me.”
In one fluid motion he pulled her into a more upright position gathering her arms behind her all the while pushing her closer to her climax with his rhythmic thrusting. She was so close.
“That’s it baby, come for me.”
Hands clinched tightly into fists behind her body taut as the effects of her orgasm washed completely over her leaving her tingling from head to toe in and indescribable vibration. His mouth clamped down over hers in a hard kiss as his tempo changed, quickened. Surprisingly, her body continued to hold on to her orgasm riding the sensations until she thought she would collapse from the pleasure. With her last bit of resolve Tiffany tightened around his thrusting shaft until he tore his mouth away with the final thrust burying his head into the side of her neck on a groan that shook his entire body.
“That was…wow.” She was breathless.
Ramj’s response was to nibble at a spot on her neck sending shockwaves through her still tingling flesh.
“Is it like this with all Fae?”
He drew back, “You need only concern yourself with this one.”
Tiffany didn’t miss the distinct edge in his tone, smiling to herself at his show of possessiveness.
“At the risk of sounding like a cliché, I only meant I’ve never experienced anything like you before. My body is still humming.”
“There’s more of where that came from.”
He withdrew his semi-flacid cock slightly only to sink back inside her.
“You can’t be serious, I know you came.”
Ramj snorted. “For my species what we just did counts as foreplay.”
“Foreplay? Are you guys familiar with the expression too much of a good thing?”
“Nope, never heard it before.” She detected the hint of a smile in his voice.
“Exactly what qualifies as satiating your appetite?”
He shrugged before rotating his hips, and to her surprise Tiffany found herself wanting to feel him gliding in and out of her again.
“Four perhaps, five orgasms minimum.” He released his hold on her wrists and she happily locked arms behind his neck.
“Minimum, well sorry to disappoint you big fella but us humans just aren’t made that way.”
“No? Well why don’t we try testing that theory.”
Chapter Six
Tiffany threw her forearm over her closed lids in protest of the morning light pouring into the room. Her body ached in areas she didn’t know could feel discomfort from sex.
Note to self, remind Ramj I’m not a morning person. Her inner voice complained.
If it weren’t for the incessant rumbling of her stomach she was certain she would have slept on for several more hours. She felt particularly lazy after the marathon romp sessions with her lusty Fae. He was right, it wasn’t until after their fifth orgasm he allowed her any rest.
“I’m waving the white flag right now, you win,” she had mumbled tiredly.
“Funny, I thought it was a win-win for us both.” His cock thumped her hip as he chuckled.
“Keep that thing away from me, and if for some reason you feel you have to go another round might I suggest changing into an animal nimble enough to take care of the urge.”
Ramj’s gentle laughter was the last thing she’d heard before falling into a deep sleep.
The memory was quickly forgotten because of another loud protest from her empty stomach. She sighed heavily but still refused to commit to coming fully awake just yet. Tiffany stretched one arm in the hopes of nudging Ramj. She winced. Her body ached in places she didn’t believe possible from sex not to mention she felt as if she could eat an entire cow. Both issues she faulted him for and felt it was enough to earn her breakfast in bed.
“What the-.” She yelped as her fingers came in contact with sleek fur belonging to something large enough to dash away any remnants of sleep.
Her eyes snapped open in time to see a rather large black cat’s mouth stretching in a yawn which exposed sickeningly sharp teeth. This wasn’t your garden variety house cat. She was certain she’d something similar safely ensconced behind the cage in a zoo. She clamped her mouth shut effectively cutting of the end of her sentence. She slowly withdrew her hand as the animal eyed her briefly before grooming itself as cats were prone to do.
She’d managed to get her arm halfway away from the sleek feline before one massive paw moved with lightening speed to pin it in place, all the while it continued to clean the other monstrosity of a paw without so much as giving her an interested look. Tiffany’s breath caught in her throat, she’d had enough pet cats to know any sudden movement on her part just might rouse the cat’s full attention in her as well as potentially getting her hand shredded by the predator. Maybe it was a pet of Ramj’s or the real Konstantin Malovich, exotic animals like this didn’t just stumble into beach homes. At least she didn’t think they did.
Where the hell was Ramj anyway? Should she risk calling out to him?
Too late. The animal was done primping and had directed its sights on her. Air caught in her throat as the animal rose slowly stretching its front legs than back one’s before giving its massive body a shake. It was in that instance she thought to roll away and take her chances at getting underneath the bed. Unfortunately for her the panther seemed to anticipate her move and pinned her to the spot. Paws rested on either side of her face, hind legs forcing themselves between hers. She felt the swish of its tail touch one foot and the next as it flicked back and forth while the cat settled a portion of its weight on her naked body.
Silver blue eyes focused on her face staring at her with an intensity that had fear settling in the pit of her stomach.
“You’re a good kitty, aren’t you? Surely you don’t want to make a meal of me.”
The animal responded by giving her a long swipe of its coarse tongue right across her cheek.
“I sure hope you weren’t tasting me,” she muttered. “What do you say you let me up and I’ll rustle you up a juicy piece of meat, right after I find your owner.”
Was she seeing things or did the cat shake its head?
Wait a tick. Her eyes narrowed to mere slits taking in the cat’s mug. Panthers didn’t have silver ey
es.
“Not funny, Ramj,” she yelled not appreciating the humor she saw reflected in his eyes. The cat stood shaking its body as it transformed into the naked form of her lover.
“Cats have very sensitive hearing you know, you could have shattered my eardrums or something.” He settled himself intimately between her thighs.
“And it would have served you right for nearly giving me a heart attack.”
“Hmm, I was very in tune with your body and you didn’t seem scared to me at all.”
“Believe me I was heading down that road quickly. What in God’s name would possess you to take on a panther form?”
“Well you told me to turn into an animal nimble enough to-”
“Yeah, I remember what I said. For your sake I hope it worked because after your little stunt I don’t think I’ll ever get my libido back.”
“Sounds like a challenge.”
Before she could protest his head dipped down for a kiss that sent her senses reeling.
***
Much, much later they sat at a café style table on the deck finishing up a rather substantial brunch when Ramj (as Konstantin Malovich) placed a call to Alexi. Although there was no need to change his physical appearance his voice morphed to mimic Konstantin’s accented tones. Tiffany listened as she munched on a piece of toast already satisfied from their small feast. She pat her belly contentedly and enjoyed the sounds of the ocean while he concluded his call. They were moving things ahead of schedule Ramj informed the other man, Tiffany assumed Alexi didn’t like what he’d heard by Ramj’s response.
“You’ll just have to make sure everything’s ready for inspection tomorrow evening.”
He listened.
“The urgency is no concern of yours, either you can make arrangements for tonight or you can’t and I’ll need to take my business elsewhere.”
Although she couldn’t make out Alexi’s words she could hear his elevated tone.
“Let’s just say Korea has some weapons they’d be more than willing to part with.”
The other man must have capitulated.
“I’m glad we’re on the same page. Provided everything goes well tonight I’ll be on the first flight tomorrow morning to meet with you and make arrangements for delivery and your final payment.”
Ramj gaze caught hers as Alexi spoke.
“She’s doing very well, I’ll be sure to pass on your greeting.”
“Alexi sending well wishes?” she asked once the call ended.
“Yes, very gracious of him.” Ramj’s tone was filled with sarcasm.
“He didn’t like the change in plans I take it?”
“No, but I doubt he or Enrique would care to lose their perceived profit.”
“And exactly why are you rushing things. There’s no reason Alexi would suspect you’re not Konstantin.”
“Let’s just say I’ve more pressing matters to attend to once this is done.”
“Oh.” Like getting back to his soldiers she mentally supplied, thinking back to an earlier conversation in which Ramj revealed more about life in his world. He was a military man, and it was obvious he was completely in love with every aspect of his job.
“It’s not what you’re thinking.”
“No worries Ramj. I’m the last person you need to explain anything to.”
“That’s where you’re wrong”
“Listen, you’re here because of your job who wouldn’t be eager to get home? I understand completely. I’m just hoping we get to do a little sightseeing considering you’re hopping out on the first thing flying tomorrow.”
“I think that can be arranged, if you’re not too tired.”
“I feel my second wind coming on.” She smiled brightly in spite of the touch of melancholy looming in the background at the thought of their parting.
Ramj eyebrows arched suggestively. “Really? Perhaps we should postpone the tourist route for more leisurely indoor pursuits.”
“Not too likely buddy, now get your keester in gear.”
***
Tiffany knew it wasn’t reasonable to feel the sense of loss she did watching Ramj board the private jet for L.A. She’d just met the man for goodness sakes. She took some comfort in his reluctance at their parting. Having the villa at her disposal wasn’t as entertaining as she assured him it would be. Regardless of the luxury she couldn’t get her mind off Ramj and his meeting with Alexi. Even the idea of having a personal driver take her to any spot on Grand Cayman didn’t inspire her. She was certain he could handle himself, after all he was a Fae capable of shifting into anything imaginable, not to mention being trained military. What could Alexi possibly do to him? When he returned she’d have her life back and Alexi and Enrique would be behind bars where they belonged. The thought should have consoled her but there was still too many unanswered questions one of which she planned to take care of asap.
“Hello Steve.”
A pregnant pause greeted her in response.
“Tiffany, is it really you?”
“Why do you sound so surprised to hear my voice?”
“Well… it’s just…I’m not sure how to tell you this hon but we were told you were dead.”
Her heart sank at his answer. There was a time when she considered him to be her mentor, a friend even.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you but I still have a few good years left in me.”
“Disappoint… why would I be disappointed?” he had the nerve to sound believably shocked.
“You can cut the act, I know you’ve been feeding information back to the DEA on this case. “What I don’t understand is why? Would sharing the limelight with me have been so hard to do?”
“I don’t believe what I’m hearing. What are you talking about?”
“Let’s not do this, there’s no reason to insult me by pretending ignorance.”
“Hon, there’s definitely no pretense on my part. I thought you were dead because that’s the news we got back from the government, and while you’re correct I have a contact inside the DEA I wasn’t giving him information, it was the other way around. He was the one who informed our office of your death, said Alexi had made you. Asked me to sit on the story until they could bring Alexi in and do your memory proper justice. At first I thought it was a mistake but when you missed your last check in what else was I supposed to think?”
It was her turn to sit in silence. None of this made any sense if she believed him it meant he wasn’t responsible for the leaks.
“What was the name of our DEA contact?” She knew the answer before he gave it.
“Agent Rasa.” They said in unison.
“How did you know?” Steve asked.
“It’s not important at the moment, but I need to know everything he told you about this case.”
“I think you already know everything. According to Agent Rasa the DEA has been building a case against Enrique and Alexi for years, when you showed up on the scene they thought they’d lost their whole drug case.”
“What about the weapons?”
“Weapons? What weapons?”
“Agent Rasa didn’t tell you about them?”
“Not one word. What kind of weapons are you talking about?”
“I don’t have time to explain right now.” What was Rasa up to? “Did he mention… um…how I died?”
“He said you were caught in gun fire on Alexi’s estate, he managed to get away but you, Enrique and some other of Alexi’s men died.”
Her stomach flip flopped and she did her best to focus on Steve’s words.
“They said your body would be kept until after Alexi was brought in.”
She swallowed passed the lump in her throat.
“Did he have any idea when that might be?”
“He didn’t, but I got the impression it would be soon.”
If she believed him did it mean Ramj was in trouble? He could be walking into a trap with his friend Rasa at the helm. She had to get word to him but couldn’t think of any ot
her way to do so that didn’t involve getting back to LA.
“Steve I need a big favor.”
“Name it.”
“Do you have any connections that could get me a direct flight off of the Cayman Islands?”
“The where… you know what never mind, when this is all over I’ll expect you to fill in all the blanks.”
“Absolutely.”
“And Tiffany, be safe will ya?”
“Count on it.”
Chapter Seven
Cool and in control. It was the outward façade Tiffany hoped she portrayed as she was granted entrance into Alexi’s palatial foyer. On the inside her stomach twisted in apprehensive loops.
“Mr. Habalov and Malovich have been informed of your arrival, follow me.”
She recognized the guard who led her to Alexi’s private study, however from his lack of greeting one would think she was a total stranger. She noted how quiet the house seemed, an oddity for a place normally teeming with some sort of nighttime activity. Foreboding settled over her as Alexi summoned them in after a brief knock to the double doors. She was arrested by a sense of déjà vu as she walked into the room to find Alexi and Ramj (as Konstantin) seated much the same way they had been the day she’d left.
