His Every Fantasy

by Holly Nicolai

  Mandy let out a small yelp of surprise before her face turned angry again. "Back to our misunderstanding, you would be wise in not daring to lay a hand on me, Jett Damian. I know very lethal fighting techniques and I am not afraid to use them on a virtual stranger." She growled and tried to push him aside. It was like pushing against a brick wall. She turned and began to hobble as fast as she was able on her deficient wobbly legs. Jett’s rich chuckle filled the room behind her, sending a million tiny electric shocks all through her body and straight to her core. Do not let that arrogant, egotistical ass see that he affects you!

  "You will never escape me, tigress." His calm assurance annoyed the living hell out of her.

  "I am sure as hell going to try, you egotistical, overbearing, conceited, arrogant ass! Get out of my room, this conversation is over! I don’t know you and don’t really want to get to know someone better when he has been staring at my naked ass for the last ten minutes!"

  Jett anticipated her move before it became a thought in her mind and his only response was to calmly and swiftly walk around her, straight to her hospital room door, shut it with incredible force and locked it from the inside.

  If you think you are trapping me in here with you, you have another thing coming! The door slamming shut sounded like a crack of thunder in the remaining silence. Halfway back to the bed, Mandy spun on her heel and headed with an increased speed right back to the bathroom door. Her room was on the ground floor and she had no qualms about shimmying right out the bathroom window to escape him. She had almost reached the door when she heard something soft being dropped onto the floor behind her. Before she could take another step, she felt a warm naked chest and slacks pressing up against her naked backside just as two muscled arms slid under her open gown to wrap around her, just under her breasts to hold her firmly against himself.

  Mandy struggled to find a way to escape him, but her damn traitorous body was battling against her mind. Her forceful struggles slowed as weak muscles, head pain, and a weakened body began to melt backward into the warm hard heat of his, despite the objections from her brain. Her brain soon betrayed her as well. It became foggy, consumed with overwhelming sexual need that she'd denied herself for the past five years.

  "No. I can’t do this" She murmured softly, her head resting against his shoulder. Not now, not ever and not with your perfect ass! She hissed silently as she gained control of her brain. She smacked the back of his head as hard as she was capable of in her position, hoping he'd let her go. Her voice gained strength and rose as she said, "I am going to see that damn doctor right now and I am going home….alone!" Mandy made herself perfectly clear.

  "Let me put this in a way that will penetrate that stubborn and apparently still broken brain of yours. You have exactly two choices, tigress. You can either come home with me to relax and heal or you can lay right here in this bed like a good girl for another two weeks. Which is it going to be? Hm?" Jett stared down at her much the same as a parent would with an insolent child.

  "Fine. Go and get the doctor to release me…oh great master of the almighty universe." Mandy said with great sarcasm, folded her arms across her chest and pouted.

  "That is an adorable pout….and?" Jett laughed, unable to hold it in a moment longer, she just looked too damn adorable.

  "Oh for shit’s sake! I’ll just stay here then, at least until the doctor releases me which is but moments away. I don't know what the hell I was thinking. There is no way in hell I’m coming home with you. I don’t know you very well but I do know what evil men are capable of and I am not sure you're not evil."

  "Hm. I find that I like being called master of the almighty universe, especially when it comes out of your full and pouty lips, tigress."

  "Stop calling me tigress! Or I swear you are going to see my claws come out and in a way you sure as hell won’t like, Mister Damian!"

  "I warned you tigress." Jett growled, picked her up and carried her over to her hospital bed where he sat down and flipped her over his knees, holding her with a grip of steel.

  "Don’t you fucking dare! I’m not a child!" She yelled, hoping to bring the hospital staff running down to her room and cart him away in handcuffs.

  "Then stop insisting on acting like one. And they can’t help you now. I paid off the staff to stay out of this room until I was done with you." Jett spoke in a calm tone of voice as if he were speaking of nothing more than the weather. He followed his words with four fast resounding cracks of flesh against flesh, two to each side of her beautiful ass. What started out as a scream of shock and pain, turned into a deep breathy moan when her mind turned the pain into pleasure.

  This exquisite creature, his petite tigress, excited him beyond belief and called to him on the deepest of levels. "Have you learned your lesson yet?" He asked, sounding as if he was out of breath while he ran his hands over her reddened bum with gentle caresses, soothing out the remaining sting.

  "Nooo." Mandy moaned and pressed her hips downward on his lap, wanting badly to feel his manhood.

  Too excited over her response and her answer to stop, he ran his finger down the crack of her bum to find her pussy already soaked with her hot juices and ready for him. His long fingers slipped between her lower lips to caress her clit, slowly increasing the pressure until he felt her nearing an orgasm. He pulled his fingers away and she half moaned-half growled at him, digging her nails into his thigh. With a deep growl of his own, he gave her three more resounding smacks to each side of her bum. Mandy moaned even louder and he knew she was on the brink of orgasm. "Do. Not. Cum. Not until I have given you my permission." He ordered in a deep throaty growl of overexcitement.

  Jett placed Mandy on her stomach upon the bed and pulled her reddened bum up into the air, her knees under her and pushed her head and shoulders to rest on the mattress. She was displayed perfectly for his viewing pleasure.

  He stood and stripped off his remaining clothes in record time. He could see her with crystal sharp clarity in his bedroom where she belonged. His hormones overruled his brain at that point and he climbed on the bed behind her and spread her knees as wide as they could go. He again smacked each side of her bum with force, three more times on each side bringing the color to a magnificent dark red and lost his cool and calm control for the first time. He wrapped one arm around her hips, grabbed his cock, positioned it and slammed deep within her. "Fuck tigress, you are so damn tight." He growled in satisfaction and deep inside, he finally felt like he was home. He swore he felt his soul entwining with hers. She was his if he could just allow himself to trust her, let her in and that was the problem. He had never let anyone get that close to him, not ever.

  Jett’s extremely forceful spankings, the delicious scent of his cologne and earthy smell that was all male, all him, and being told repeatedly she cannot cum, Mandy felt herself being pushed over an edge into unknown territory. "Please Jett, I can't take anymore….my senses are overloading and I am going to shatter into a million pieces!" She growled and tried to buck him off. She was close to tears with her emotions and senses overloaded and still expanding. It confused and terrified her. "Ride it out, tigress. You can do it, I am right here with you."

  The severely dominant tone in his voice had her body complying with his demand. " Give yourself to me, trust me to care for you and your needs."

  "No. I trust no one!" Mandy growled back and it was not well received.

  Jett roared behind her like an angry lion and began slamming into her like one while he reached around and pinched her clit as tightly as he could. Those actions pushed her right over that terrifying edge and into an abyss where the past, present, future and everything else in between ceased to exist. A place where she free floated in blissful nothingness while at the same time, aware of everything she let happen between her and Jett.

  Everything became surreal and Mandy felt as if she was having an out of body experience. As if she had died, her mind and soul moving on to another plane of existence. It did not last long enough a
nd at the same time, it was infinite. She came crashing back down only to have her mind and body experience the most powerful orgasm of her life. It felt as if she had been pulled back down to her body only to soar to that plane of existence once again, just not as high as she had been.

  Jett left Mandy in bed and went to the bathroom to turn on the shower. He returned and carried her limp almost unconscious body into the bathroom. He stood holding her under cold water for a few moments until she yelled at him. Then he changed the water to warm, turned her toward him and instructed her to hold on tight so he could wash her up.

  Mandy nodded her head in agreement after mumbling nonsense for a few moments. She laid her head over his heart and relaxed in his arms. She felt safe, surprisingly for the first time, in a man’s presence and said so.

  "Tigress, I promise you are indeed safe with me. Trusting me does not mean giving up the life you have become accustomed to. Your life is still your own. All I want, is to give you mind-shattering pleasure and pain, both in a safe and controlled environment and only if you want it too. You enjoyed what we just did much more than I honestly expected you to and that was just a taste of what we can experience together. Damn! Just thinking about it makes me hard as hell and I want to do it all over again, but this is not the time or place." Jett calmed his body, shaking with excess hormones and need. "Now, is the time for me to take care of you, cherish and worship you…." Jett let his words fade away. He decided instead to show her exactly what he meant, with soft caresses using soap covered hands. He paid attention to every single inch of her body. Only then did he wash himself with due haste so he could massage her scalp with extreme gentleness and washed her hair.

  Mandy stopped Jett when he reached her gunshot wound, self-conscious and embarrassed. It was her best kept secret and she wanted to keep it that way.

  Jett whispered in her ear that he had already seen it the day he brought her in and found it to be a beautiful reminder that she was a strong and true survivor. He also reassured her that he found her exquisitely beautiful, scars and all. Explaining that they were what made her the magnificent tigress she is, whose words and images haunt him every second of every day and have since he meet her in the bookstore.

  Mandy felt cherished and beautiful when she saw herself through his eyes, his words and in his gentle and caring touch. She hated to admit it, but with Jett, she felt normal and safe, just as she always wanted and dreamed. She was forever grateful to him for making her dream come true, even if was only for a day.

  When the shower was over, Jett gently dried Mandy's body and hair. He dressed her in a comfortable flannel nightgown Nicole had dropped off for her. It was not what he would have chosen for her, but knew it was what she was comfortable wearing. When she didn’t argue with him, he knew he had read her right.

  "You still have two choices tigress. You can either come home with me or you can lay in your hospital bed like a good girl. Which is it going to be?"

  Not much for options, but I will be happy to go home with Jett if it means I get out of this damn hospital. Mandy's panic had begun to rise again, she could not remain in the hospital, it triggered too many flashbacks of her horrific past. "Get the doctor down here to release me and I will go home with you!" Mandy demanded. Jett’s eyebrows reached for the sky and his silent, intense gaze rested on her face. Oh for pete's sake, fine then, you jerk!

  "Please….Master of the almighty universe, get me the hell out of here." Mandy added with great sarcasm through clenched teeth and folded her arms across her chest, while she gave him the best pouty look she could manage. She watched Jett laugh happily in response.

  "Good girl, tigress."

  "Jett?"

  "Yes, Mandy?"

  "I experienced something today that almost felt like an out-of-body experience way before I had the amazing orgasm. It happened just after I told you I couldn’t take anymore, when my senses overloaded and just expanded until they burst free. It was as if my feelings, senses and emotions combined with the pain and pleasure grew too big and pushed me right out of my body into an abyss of space, as if I was floating in blissful nothingness for a time and yet, I was aware of everything still going on around me and inside of my body at the same time. I really don’t know how else to explain it and I do not understand it. But it was an exquisite first for me and I thank you for that and for saving my life."

  "You experienced that?" Jett was amazed and shocked but he did not doubt her. He could see in her eyes that she was telling the truth. She truly was an amazing creature. He watched as she nodded in the affirmative.

  "It is called subspace, a term used in my world. It means, you are a very sensitive and natural sub…, I mean, well never mind. That is a discussion for another time." Jett’s voice filled with awe and concern.

  "Subspace? What is that? What do you mean by your world?"

  "Like I said, a discussion for another time Mandy. I will go and get the doctor to check you out and release you. Stay put or else." Jett used his authoritative voice then smiled genuinely, kissed her forehead, squeezed her hand and disappeared from her hospital room.

  Before Mandy could even think about escaping again, the doctor arrived and turned off the room lights in order to check her bandaged eye without further damaging it, he explained. He pulled the bandage off and asked if she could see anything when she closed the other eye.

  "I can see shapes doctor, everything is blurry though." Mandy answered the doctor honestly and worried. The doctor reassured her that was normal. He went on to explain the injuries she suffered and precautions she needed to take in the future to prevent exacerbating the damage already done. He further suggested she stay one more night for observation. He worried about a recurrent brain swell and wanted to have one more MRI, just to be sure.

  Jett stood silently inside the doorway and listened. Nothing escaped his notice. He saw Mandy's eyes widen in pure terror at the mention of an MRI and hospital stay and immediately decided to help her through it.

  "No way in hell doc! I refuse to stay. I hate hospitals! I’m fit as a fiddle and I’m sure as hell not having another MRI!" Mandy stubbornly refused.

  "She is staying the night and she will have that MRI right now, if you could be so kind to arrange it doctor. I will be staying with her through the procedure as well." Jett’s tone left no room for argument from either party. He gave Mandy an intense stare and dared her to argue with him.

  Her mouth opened and shut just as quickly when she saw him rubbing his hands together behind the doctors back.

  Jett watched her settle right down as a deep flush began in her chest and continued upward to cover her whole face. She glared at him and sourly agreed. Good girl, Mandy.

  The doctor assured them the MRI could be done straight away and Jett was welcome to stay in the room with her provided he wore the proper protective equipment and quickly left to arrange it.

  Four

  "TRUST ME, MANDY. It’s going to be alright."

  "Trust you? I barely know you and I’m….afraid."

  "You trusted me enough to fuck me, sweetheart. I did not hear a complaint out of you then. Be honest with me, are you afraid of me or the MRI?"

  "Both." Mandy said and hated that he was seeing her in such a vulnerable state.

  Jett smirked. Her honesty was refreshing. No lies and no feminine games with her. He had originally planned to leave after hearing the doctor out, but her friends had conveniently disappeared and the look of terror in her eyes called to his primal instinct to protect, no matter what the cost, deep inside of himself. It was something he was not prepared for and did not need in his life. Furthermore, he could not seem to force himself to leave her side. It was almost as if they really were connected. She the sun he revolved around.

  When the male orderly arrived to take Mandy to the MRI, Jett saw trouble coming a mile away. When the orderly made the mistake of touching her bare leg, to move it off of the bed and help her to sit up, Jett found himself tensing up, ready to pounce if
the need arose. His inner beast growled fiercely. No one touched his woman.

  "Don’t fucking touch me!" Mandy yelled at the orderly who in turn glared at her and tried to keep his cool. He advanced on her again and she flew backward on the bed, up toward the headboard.

  Jett silently cussed out the orderly for being retarded as to not see the signs of fear Mandy exhibited. Any idiot who was paying attention, could see it.

  "Let’s go now miss. Stop giving me trouble or you will regret it. Get into the chair or I’ll put you there myself!" The orderly growled in frustration in his nasal and annoying voice of self-importance.

  "Touch me and I will defend myself! Leave me the hell alone! I’m not going to tell you again and I’m not going to that MRI either and that is final!" Mandy growled.

  Jett watched as Mandy’s breathing spun out of control, hitching in her chest and her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. This has gone far enough! "I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you do not treat patients this way and I will be speaking to your supervisor about your piss-pour attitude, young man!" Jett ordered in his no nonsense tone.

  "Whatever, man. Good luck!" The male orderly stormed right out of the room to wait impatiently in the hallway.

  Jett turned his attention to Mandy. "Sweetheart, I know you are afraid and you have a damn good reason to be. I want you to get into the chair. That is an order. If you don't get in the chair, I will put you in it myself." Jett made his voice cold and calculating and the temperature in the room dropped along with it.

  "Go for it then. Better the devil I somewhat know, than the asshole grabby stranger I don’t." Mandy gave Jett a sassy smirk. She raised her arms, surrendering herself to him and his care before her brain could catch up to her mouth.

  Jett knew what she had yet to figure out, subconsciously her instincts told her to trust in him and him alone. It was intoxicating. He could do no more than nod. "Come here, tigress."