Minefield [Black Ops Brotherhood 5] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Bella Juarez

  “Let me undress you, angel,” he said as he pulled the dress over her head.

  Alex pulled the light cotton trousers that matched the dress down her long legs. He knelt and kissed her belly as he helped Isabel step out of her clothes. He ran his hands up her long legs and cupped her ass, pulling her forward and kissing her pussy through the white cotton underwear she was wearing. Isabel tensed and Alex looked up at her and noticed she looked scared again. He stood and pulled her close.

  “What’s wrong, angel?” Alex asked softly as he lightly massaged her back.

  “Nothing,” she whispered nervously.

  * * * *

  Isabel watched as Alex sat down at the edge of the bed. He wasn’t convinced there was nothing wrong. He always knew what she was thinking. When he kissed her pussy her tensing was a defensive reaction she was unable to control. He took her hand and pulled her down to him and cradled her in his lap, holding her for a moment.

  “Talk to me, Izzy. What’s wrong?” Alex asked with a kiss.

  “Alex, I…” Isabel started.

  Izzy hesitated because she didn’t know how to tell him what he needed to know. She’d never had sex. She was sure he would walk away once he found out. That was one of the reasons the men who had kept her hostage in the clinic had scared the crap out of her. Isabel sure as hell didn’t want her first time to be a gang rape. She’d been saving herself for the right man. She always knew he would eventually show himself. Her father told her she would know him when she saw him. He’d urged her to save herself and she had. He was right. Despite how she tried to convince herself Alex Richards was wrong, wrong, wrong in every sense of the word, she knew he was the man for her the first time he talked to her. He kissed her again.

  “Whatever it is, angel, you can trust me. Talk to me,” Alex said reassuringly.

  Izzy melted at the comfort in his deep, melodic voice. She knew she could tell him anything because he always listened. She gathered her courage and gripped him a little tighter.

  “I’ve never done anything like this before,” Izzy whispered.

  “What?” Alex asked.

  The shock of her statement was written all over Alex’s face. Isabel felt like a freak. Oh my God! Why did I say anything? She admonished herself as she tensed. He was quiet for a very long few minutes.

  “It’ll be okay, angel, just trust me,” Alex said, gently petting her long hair.

  “I do trust you more than any other man I’ve ever known.”

  “Izzy, I’m glad you told me because I really care about you and I never want to hurt you.”

  When Alex said that to her Isabel wanted to cry. He looked as if he really meant it and she was sure he did. He wasn’t the type to use a line and then forget what he’d said because he was only interested in a piece of ass. She was sure he could have whatever ass he wanted. Besides, she was handing it to him. He didn’t need to work for it.

  “I know,” Izzy said, swallowing the lump in her throat.

  Isabel wasn’t naïve enough to think that they’d stay together. In fact, she was sure it would end as soon as she landed back in Miami. Alex couldn’t be with her. He had to go where his damn Navy told him to go. She needed to try and convince him to leave the military and move on with a career in medicine. He traced a finger up her spine to her neck.

  Isabel knew she’d chosen right, even if it didn’t last. His touch told her everything she needed to know. Alex would at least be sensitive to her fear of the unknown. She sensed he would be a caring, nurturing lover and would take his time with her. As if to reinforce his words, Alex kissed her gently and softly caressed her as she sat in his lap.

  In all her fantasies of Alex she never imagined a kiss and touch like she was experiencing. It seemed that every man she’d let kiss her or touch her slightly left her cold, but Alex could set a fire by just talking to her. He kissed her with a force that made her quiver. His touch was hot and steamy. Before she realized it, he’d unhooked the bra she was wearing and gently slid the straps from her shoulders.

  Alex moved Isabel onto the bed, laying her down. She closed her eyes in delight as he kissed and nipped at her throat. She shuddered with anticipation as he worked his way down to her breasts. He ran his hands lightly over her nipples and teased her with his fingertips. She arched her back and pressed herself into his hands as her pussy gushed with juicy anticipation.

  Alex was making her ready to accept his cock more than she ever expected. He kissed the center of her chest and licked his way to her nipple. Isabel couldn’t help the light screams and moans that escaped her from the steady foreplay. While he was rolling her nipple between his fingers, he lapped the other to a peak just like she’d imagined he would. His real touch was so much better than her dreams, and then he did something unexpected. Her eyes flew open at a sudden twinge. She pulled back with a giggle.

  “I bite, angel,” Alex said, nipping at her again.

  Oh, baby, you could eat me alive if that’s how it feels when you bite.

  “Mmmm,” Izzy moaned, running her hands over his muscular shoulders.

  Alex moved himself in between Izzy’s legs. He stopped and didn’t move, so she opened her eyes and ran her hands over his chest. He was staring at her. She wanted him naked, wanted to see the hard body she touched through his clothes. She unbuttoned his shirt. He knelt back, discarded the shirt, and unbuckled his belt, tossing it aside as well. Alex took her breath away because he was beautiful and dangerous all at once. She took in the tribal tattoos that circled his upper arms like a band. It was a surprise, but not an unpleasant one. It was Alex, hidden and wild. She briefly wondered what other surprises he had in store for her.

  “Come to me.” Isabel sighed as she held out her arms.

  Alex didn’t give in to her request. Instead he slid slowly up her body, using his tongue to trace a path from her belly button to her lips. He kissed her intensely, taking the very air from her lungs. She shivered as the cold steel of his dog tags hit her body, reminding her of the warrior he was. Isabel was softly panting when he broke from her mouth and nipped her again, sending a shiver down her spine. He started his delicious erotic massage of her body as he worked his way down, this time taking her panties slowly down her legs.

  Isabel’s pussy clenched. Alex was about to bring her to an orgasm without even touching her. He kissed his way up her legs, sliding beside her when he was done. He took her hand and placed it on his cock and moved it up and down. She understood and stroked the front of his pants. She was rewarded with a low hiss as Alex bent forward and kissed her. His hand ran lightly over her belly and to her pussy. She melted in slight relief as he lightly rubbed the outside of her mound. She gasped and moaned as he slid his fingers over her slick cunt. Never had she experienced such a deep-seated need for sexual release. He found her clit and sweetly tortured her by slowly rubbing. Isabel couldn’t control her reaction when she broke from their kissing and threw back her head, screaming her delight.

  Izzy was lost in what Alex was doing to her mind, body, and soul. She moved her hand away from his cock, but he found it and returned it right where he wanted it, stroking him while he made her crazy. Isabel couldn’t take the waiting any longer. She wanted him inside her, now. She worked the fastening of his jeans and couldn’t get the damn thing undone.

  Alex moved her hand and took off the rest of his clothes. When he returned, he wrapped Isabel’s fingers around his cock, showing her how to stroke it. He moved his fingers back to her clit and slowly sank a finger inside her wet pussy, making her twitch at the sensation. He found her G-spot and sank two fingers inside as he rubbed the little spongy place inside her. He bent down and took a nipple into his mouth and Isabel lost all sense of time and space as Alex suckled and licked. Her pussy clamped around his fingers and she tried to imagine how his cock would feel. He pulled his fingers out of her. Nooo! Isabel wanted to scream because she was so close!

  “Don’t stop!” Isabel gasped.

  “Trust me, angel, it�
�ll get better,” he whispered against her throat.

  Isabel watched in confusion as Alex sat up against the headboard. What’s he doing? Maybe he’d changed his mind? He pulled Isabel up to him.

  “Come here, Izzy. Straddle me,” he directed. He was semireclined against the wall. Isabel let him move her into position over his cock. “Rub up and down and slide over me, angel.”

  Isabel moved her creamy pussy over his cock, lubricating it. She understood what was happening now. He needed to be slick so that he could finally give her what she was damn near ready to beg him for. She moaned as Alex’s big hands grabbed her ass and focused her movement over his cock. She shivered as her clit was stimulated once again, this time by his cock. There was nothing like it. She sensed the familiar tingle in her legs and knew any second now riding his cock this way would bring her to an apex she’d never known before.

  “Alex, you’re making me…” Isabel moaned.

  “Stop, angel,” Alex ordered.

  Stop? Like hell! I want to come! Isabel opened her eyes and looked at him in desperation. “Oh please, you’re driving me crazy!”

  “Stop, Izzy,” Alex said again. The command was soft but firm. This time he gripped her ass and stopped her. “All right, angel, here we go,” he said as he reached down and guided his cock to the entrance of her cunt. “Slide down slow, baby.”

  Isabel took a deep breath and slowly lowered herself down. It was as if he was splitting her in two as the head of his cock worked its way inside her protesting cunt. Isabel cried out in pain. Even though she wanted him, it was too hard. She decided to push through and get it over with. Alex gripped her hips and picked her up slightly and then pushed back down slowly.

  “Nice and easy, angel,” Alex cooed as he held her in place.

  Alex guided Isabel’s body slowly up and down his cock, working it into her virgin pussy, making her relax. He knew what he was doing by the way he was directing her, and she willed herself to quit fighting him because now the pain was turning into mind-blowing pleasure. He took a nipple into his mouth and played with it as he moved her slowly, inch by grueling inch, down onto him. Isabel forgot the pain and gave in to the teasing of the rest of her body. He moved her down a little more and sharp pain shot through her once more. She cried out and tightened her grip on his shoulders.

  Isabel gasped when Alex broke through. He slid her all the way down and held her in place for a moment, allowing her time to adjust to his cock buried deep inside her now. He lifted her slightly and slid her up and down over him, without stopping. Isabel fell into the natural rhythm of fucking and started moving herself. Alex reached in between her legs and played with her clit as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. When he bit down and sucked, Izzy shuddered at the dual pleasure that shot through her body. All of her nerve endings snapped at once.

  “Alex!” Isabel screamed as she increased her tempo. She was now riding his cock like she’d known him forever.

  “That’s it, angel. Fuck me.”

  The combination of words and feelings merged as Isabel cried out and slammed down, grinding her hips into his as she came. Her pussy clutched him over and over, keeping her from moving any other part of her body. Alex lifted her off of him and rolled her over. He placed his hands under her knees and pushed her legs over his shoulders. He slid his cock back inside her throbbing pussy and this time she screamed for it. He moved his cock in and out of her steadily as she cried out. Isabel shuddered at a second mini-orgasm and dug her nails into those tattoos as she thrust her hips to meet his cock. She opened her eyes in time to see Alex shove forward and throw back his head. It was the most erotic thing she could ever imagine witnessing.

  “Fuck! Angel!” Alex growled as he squeezed his eyes shut.

  Alex’s hips jerked and he reared back, slamming into her again. He gripped the pillows she was lying on. He exhaled as he released her legs and lowered himself down to her. Alex pulled her close and kissed her deeply.

  “Izzy…” he whispered tenderly. Isabel wrapped her arms around Alex and kissed him below his ear. He shivered slightly. “Good morning, angel,” he said with a smile and a kiss.

  * * * *

  Alex sketched in his memory what had just taken place and seriously thought about his next move with Isabel. He pulled her closer and let her rest. He traced every detail. He’d been shocked to find out she was still a virgin. The word what was out of his mouth before he could engage his brain and stop. Could it be? Isabel was in her early thirties and she’d never had…sex? Holy fuck! He sensed she was green but a virgin? That’s why she was so traumatized by what those men had done to her.

  When Isabel had said she trusted him more than any other man she’d known, Alex had taken a deep internal breath because the Dom in him was screaming to be resurrected and unleashed. The idea that his woman had never known any other man but him was the most incredible gift she could ever give him. I could train her just the way I want her…Whoa! Stop! You fucked the last one up, remember?

  Alex almost shook his head because he had to squelch his natural instincts. She was pressing all the right buttons and had no idea what she was getting into with him. Alex wanted to warn her that he was extremely jealous and possessive but decided to slow down and tread carefully. There would be time to explain later. Now he had to think about what to do. He’d tried to convince himself that people were not made for one another even though he knew better. What Alex had really been trying to do was convince himself that Isabel hadn’t been made especially for him. He knew her first time needed to be as pleasurable as possible so she would want more.

  Alex had kissed her gently and softly caressed her as she sat in his lap. He’d fought every natural instinct in him not to completely take her over. Her first time had to be slow, romantic, and gentle. He’d heard her respond to his tender petting and attention.

  Then there was the point of no return.

  It was the best mind fuck Alex had ever experienced. Isabel stirred and wrapped her arms around him, bringing him out of his thoughts. He kissed her absently and wondered how the hell he would build a life with her while he was in San Antonio and she was in Miami. They were both doctors. She was a trauma surgeon working sixteen hours a day. He was between residency now and working on this new team. Alex knew he would have no time at all. Home would be a place to sleep.

  “What are you thinking about? You look angry,” Isabel said quietly.

  “I’m not angry, angel. I’m working through a problem,” Alex said, smiling at her.

  “What’s the problem?”

  “Work.”

  Chapter 9

  Naval Medical Research Unit

  Combat Casualty Care Department

  Brooke Army Medical Center

  Fort Sam Houston, TX

  May 19, 2009/1406 Zulu

  Captain O’Malley was waiting for Lieutenant Commander Babette of the Trauma Medicine Division that Alex would be working with when he returned from Afghanistan. He needed, in the meantime, for her to assign a research physician to work with Alex in Stockholm to get this project off top dead center and moving in the right direction. Iran had started lobbing biological agents over the border into Afghanistan. Captain O’Malley knew it hadn’t been a mistake.

  Sergei Vaslliev guessed that Iran had probably been encouraged by Bakri to start the testing early. Bakri had been the driving force in bringing Russia and the Iranians together and he was impatient to start using the pathogen. A little over a month ago, Bakri informed Sergei that they’d found a test site for delivery of the pathogen inside Afghanistan near Yazdan, Iran. The test never took place because Sergei had defected. Sergei had also informed them there wasn’t anything wrong with the German-made guidance systems that the Russians provided to Iran. They had been buying them for years.

  “Captain O’Malley?” a voice said, drawing his attention.

  Rock stood and faced the woman who had entered the room. “Dr. Babette?” he asked.

  “Yes, sir. I’ve
been informed we’ll be working together,” Dr. Babette said as she extended her hand.

  “I believe so,” Rock said, shaking her hand and taking his seat as she took hers behind her desk.

  “I’ve read Senior Chief Richards’s paper that you provided me. It’s very impressive. I’ve also received his records. I don’t understand why he came into the Navy the way he did,” Dr. Babette said.

  “Well, the good news is, Lieutenant Richards has changed his mind and gotten back on track. Can you accommodate us, Doctor?” Rock asked.

  Rock knew the answer to the question. Since becoming a commanding officer, he’d been required to learn the art of diplomacy. It wasn’t easy, but it helped when there wasn’t a SEAL involved. Rock had the backing of some powerful people. Not only would this department accommodate him, they would do it with a smile. He just needed the name of the doctor that they were sending to Stockholm so he could vet them.

  “Of course. Dr. Robert Lewis will be working with Dr. Richards in Stockholm. He’s a lieutenant as well. While his clinical experiences are limited, he has a lot of research experience. He came to us from the private sector and we’re lucky to have him,” Dr. Babette said.

  “Good. Alex is pretty easygoing, but he’s very serious about his work. There’s also another doctor working with Lieutenant Richards who has seen this pathogen firsthand. I understand she’s a trauma surgeon. She’ll be there until Dr. Lewis has come up to speed on this project,” Rock said.

  “I’m looking forward to meeting Dr. Richards when he gets back. His paper was very impressive and the recent discovery he’s made is fascinating. I think Bob and Dr. Richards will make a good team,” Dr. Babette said.

  “I hope so,” Rock said.

  Captain O’Malley finished his meeting and went back to his office at Randolph Air Force Base. He made a couple of calls and got back to the mountain of correspondence that seemed to multiply whenever he left his desk. He was interrupted a few hours later as he read through his e-mail.