by Robyn, Amy
He pulls me up until my back is against his chest. He kisses me long and hard and we are both panting. He pulls out of me and lays me down on my back. He climbs back in between my thighs and slides back inside of me. I moan with renewed hunger. It doesn't take much for me, when it comes to Graham. I have always belonged to him. I will always belong to him.
He goes slow. Sliding in and out of me.
“God, I love you so much.” He whispers in my ear as he makes love to me. This is definitely making love. He moves slowly but still effective. I feel myself getting closer to cumming with every slow glide. He shifts slightly and he starts grinding against my clit now with every stroke. I am so close, yet I can't seem to fall over. He needs to move just a little faster.
“I love you too Graham.” I tell him as I tighten my muscles around him. He doesn't speed up.
“I can't wait to be pregnant with your baby.” That was it. He rears back and starts hammering his hard dick into me until I scream and drag my nails down his back. I cum so hard that my screams sound distant and I am floating away into the clouds and looking down on us coiled together in sweet bliss. Graham shouts out as his head falls back. I feel his cock jerking as he spews cum inside of me. He collapses on top of me.
“I think you're trying to kill me woman.” He says as our breathing returns to normal. He rolls to the side taking me with him.
“Why do you say that?” I ask as I push the hair out of my eyes.
“Because I will never get tired of making you cum. I will always want to be inside of you.” I groan as he pulls out of me. He growls.
“See what I mean. I just came and I am already getting hard again. I roll him onto his back and slide down his cock. He moans as I rock my hips.
“I see what you mean.” I proceed to show him how much I love him. We make love two more times in the night. It was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but it was always beautiful.
Chapter 11.
Graham
A loud noise startles me awake. I groan as the obnoxious music continues. I know who it is. I roll out of bed and pull my phone out of my pants pocket. It is Dagger.
“Yeah.” I say into the phone.
“Hey man, can you go to the airport and pick up Faith, Hope's sister?” I groan.
“I am sorry man. We are having breakfast with Kristen's parents this morning.” Fuck, what time is it?
“Uh, it is nine thirty v. It will be more like brunch.” I swear and he laughs.
“I better go.” I say as I throw on a pair of jeans.
“One last thing. This evening we are dropping off Forest with you guys.” Oh shit, I had nearly forgotten. I want to slap myself that here I am having a fuck fest and my brother is suffering.
“That's fine.” I tell him. I hang up and go wake Kristen.
We have a nice brunch with her parents. I really like her father and you can see that he truly loves her mother very much. We all laugh and tell stories. I can tell her mother told him about my gift and that is fine with me. He will be my father in law soon. We say our goodbyes just before my phone starts ringing, it's Dagger again.
“Yes.” I answer.
“Have you seen James?” I thought I told him about brunch.
“I am just leaving Kristen's parents house. What's going on?” He seems a bit breathless.
“I picked Faith up from the airport. Found it quickly she is my One. James doesn't know they are twins. He showed up at the hotel to talk to Hope as I was dropping off Faith. He flew into a rage and clocked me one thinking I was kissing Hope.” Holy Shit.
“Well you guys have been busy. Did you check his apartment?” I asked.
“Not yet. I don't think he would go there. It is the reason he and Hope are fighting, apparently he took her there last night and she didn't like that he had taken her to his fuck pad.” I roll my eyes. In James's defense he did not expect to have a One. He had nothing to prepare for.
“Shit.” I say. I hear a woman in the background.
“He did what?” She screeches and Dagger comforts her. I hear him walk into another room and shut the door.
“Yea, I don't know what to do man. In the past he never gave a shit about the women. I could mess around with them if I wanted too, and he wouldn't care. Not that I had done that in years. I am just saying I don't know how to handle this with him.” He says quietly so someone doesn't hear. I pull Kristen into my arms as I listen.
“Faith is worried about her sister. She is unable to get a hold of her and is worried.” Well now it gets worse.
“Call the women. They were planning a slumber party maybe they invited her.” I tell Dagger.
“Alright I will call Jenna. You call Ashley.” He says and hangs up. Like I don't have anything to do.
“Hello.” Ashley answers.
“Hey sweetie, did Hope come to your slumber party?” Ashley growls.
“Yes, she did. She was pissed at James. He had the nerve to take her to a place he takes all of his women. She cried. I ought to kick James in the ass. It was supposed to be her first time and with her One. It should have been romantic.” Ashley says barely taking a breath. Those baby hormones are getting to her.
“Her sister Faith is worried about her. Do you know where she is?”
“Yes, She said she was going to spend some time with the chief. Apparently he is not on the up and up and she wants to listen to his thoughts.” I swear the world is falling down around our heads right now. What happened to the days when I worried about simple things like what to have for lunch.
“Shit, James is not with her. What kind of back up does she have?” My eyes are narrowed now.
“I have no idea. Women are tougher than you think, Graham.” Now her hormones are back firing on me.
“I have to go and call James and Dagger. Talk to you later, sis.” I hang up and dial James. It goes through to voicemail. I call Dagger. I tell him what I heard. He promises to head to the police station.
Kristen has been pacing with a worried look on her face during the call back to Dagger.
“Let's go.” I tell her, she is running to the car and climbing in before I get there.
“We are going to the police station. We are ten minutes farther out than Dagger is.” I throw the car into drive and floor it. We break every speed limit as we make our way. I don't care. I just know I have a funny feeling about the whole situation. If the chief has gone rogue, it is not a place for a woman to go by herself. Even if she is a highly trained FBI agent.
I turn the corner sharply into the front area of the police station. What I see as I pull up, is pure chaos. I see Dagger on top of Faith and James on top of Hope on the front lawn. I see Dagger raise up slightly and crab walk over to James. Then I hear the yelling for help. Hope is yelling. She raises her hand and it is covered in blood. Fuck. I drive straight up onto the lawn. I could give a shit if I destroy it. I open my door.
“Stay in the car.” I say to Kristen as I jump out and run around to the back passenger door. I don't even pause to think about what I am walking into. I open it and go over and help Dagger lift James into the car. Hope and Faith hop in beside him. Hope has used his belt around his thigh to stop the bleeding. It looks like a gunshot wound. What the fuck is going on here.
“Drive to the Denny's it is the halfway mark to where Gage is. I'll call Gage and meet you there.” He says and slaps the roof of the car.
I take off and fly through the intersection to horns blaring. I couldn't care less who I piss off. It doesn't take long to pull into the Denny's parking lot. I see Gage, immediately I pull in beside him. Faith jumps out to make room for Gage. He goes straight to work.
I pull Kristen over to comfort her. Who am I kidding I need her comfort just as much as she needs mine. Dagger shows up and pulls Faith into his arms as he starts crying. The healing is taking longer than normal and I am starting to panic when Gage says one thing before passing out. “He'll be fine.” Those words sound so sweet on my ears right now. I know I am not the
only to breathe a sigh of relief. I get out and help Dagger carry Gage to his car where Ashley is sitting, crying and shaking. Fuck. She wraps her arms around Gage, healing him with her touch. I have never seen Gage pass out from healing. Gage's eyes flutter open and blood leaks from his nose. He groans.
“He will be fine. He lost a lot of blood. Have someone give him blood. He has the same blood type as we do. Give him some vitamin B and put him to bed. No heavy activities for a day. The muscle will be very sore.” He closes his eyes as Ashley kisses his cheek. She pulls out a tissue and presses it to his nose.
“Take the belt off of his leg now. I meant to before I passed out.” He says as he snuggles into Ashley. I look over at Dagger. He nods and leans into the backseat and removes the belt. He comes over and stands next to me.
“Thank you Gage.” Dagger says with a catch in his throat.
“We all love James.” Gage shrugs. Ashley lifts his head and gently slides out from under him. She jumps out and runs over to check on her brother. Dagger goes with her to make sure she does not over exert herself. She is pregnant. I think we tend to forget such things when there is a crisis.
I sit with Gage until she comes back. She looks a little pale but as strong as ever. We need to give women more credit. They seem to handle themselves very well when it is needed most. My mother has always been a pillar of strength. Men have strength of arm, but women have strength of heart.
“We will be at your parents for the day. That way we have help from Talon if he does not recover enough to walk. You guys take care of my brother. I will be over as soon as Gage recovers enough for me to leave him or to come with me.” Ashley says as she start the car. She places Gage's head in her lap so they are still touching. James must have been close to death to make Gage pass out and take this much time to recover. I walk back over to my car. James is still asleep.
“Why isn't he waking?” Dagger asked.
“I gave him the suggestion that he needed sleep.” Faith says shyly.
“That is one handy gift.” I sigh in relief. We decide not to go back to the station to pick up anybodies cars. We do not know if the shooter is still there. So I drive James and Hope to Dagger's place as Dagger and Faith follow me. When we get there I help carry James up the stairs and into Dagger's guest room. This is a fucking mess. I don't know where to begin to understand what all happened. Dagger tells me what happened after I got off the phone with him up until I arrived. It is crazy. James is lucky so many of us were close by. I go back downstairs and find Faith and Kristen talking softly. When Kristen sees me she rushes over and wraps her arms around me. My phone starts ringing the Doctor Who theme song.
“What's up Gage?” I answer
“I forgot to tell you. The bullet pushed out into the backseat. You may be able to use it.” Holy shit, I hadn't thought of that.
“Thanks man, I will do that.” I look over at Dagger. He is still pale and shaky. We nearly lost a brother today, who could blame him. If I looked in the mirror right now I will probably look the same way.
“Make sure you're laying down. I am too weak to heal you right now.” Gage cuts into my thoughts. I would have laughed if things were not so fucked right now.
“Will do. Go get some rest before your woman beats all of our asses.” Gage gives a small laugh. I hear Ashley in the background.
“Gotta go. Let me know how it goes.” He hangs up.
“You up to coming with me to see if anyone touched that bullet.?” I ask Dagger and Kristen.
“Fuck yeah man. I need to do something.” Dagger says as he runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. He looks completely freaked out. I think that none of us will be sleeping well tonight.
“What do you need me to do?” Kristen says as she takes my hand.
“Just keeping skin to skin contact with me will help.” I brush my lips across hers, before taking her hand.
I lead them out to my car. I open the backdoor and search for the bullet. Jesus, my backseat is a mess. Blood is all over my seats. I cringe. I find the bullet on the seat behind the driver seat.
I pop the trunk and pull out a blanket. I lay it across the mess of blood that way I will not wake up a mess and panic. I lay down on my stomach. Kristen puts her hand up my pants leg and holds my calf. I touch the bullet and let the visions take me into darkness.
“Graham.” I hear her beautiful voice and I reach for it. I lift one eyelid and see the top of her head. I lift the other and see her laying across me in the backseat. Dagger is looking in at us and Faith is behind him. I try to smile but then I remember what I had seen. Fuck. Shit just keeps getting worse.
“What did you see?” Dagger asks.
“Well, the good news is James is head over heels for Hope. The bad news, I know who Emma is to be given to.” Now everyone is looking at me. I don't know how to tell them. I take a deep breath, and tell them what will surely change all of our lives.
Book 4. Dagger & James
Chapter 1. James
I look down into empty eyes. Once an honor roll student and the son of a school teacher. Now all he is, is a dead end to a case that sickens me. It is starting to teeter out of control. The man dead on the floor was arrested five months ago for trying to use a date rape drug at a club downtown. Turns out this is the bottom man in a cluster fuck of bad guys. The top guys obviously decided he was a liability and took him out. He was killed execution style. Gunshot to the back of the head. Gruesome.
My phone rings. It's the Chief.
“Brennan.” I answer.
“FBI is sending in a expert. They want you to report directly to this agent until this case is solved.” Just fucking great. I need to babysit someone, on top of this shit storm I'm dealing with.
“When is he in?”
“Her flight will land here in an hour. You need to pick her up and help her get acclimated.” Her? What the..
“You have got to be shitting me. I don't have time to babysit. I am looking at our only lead right now, dead on the floor of a ratty motel.” Deep breath, yeah like that shit works.
“They wanted our best working with her. Do you want me to send Rodriguez instead?” Hell no. Rodriguez is an idiot that can't tie his shoes without asking how.
“No, I got it. Where is she flying in from?”
“England. She was visiting family when she got the call and sent here. She is based out of Washington D.C.” Great she sounds uptight and pretentious.
“All right, heading out now.” I hang up and look down at the victim. I will leave the rest to the crime lab, although I can already tell there isn't going to be any evidence. This was a professional. I call Dagger.
“What up brother?” Dagger answers.
“I probably won't be able to make it tonight. I have to babysit an FBI agent.” He laughs
“It's all good.” I know he only goes out because of me. Not all of us get a One. I am not a Psion. I wish I was. Things would be far more simple. I wouldn't have to worry about clingers and women only wanting a ride and not a ring. Although I haven't found one worthy of a ring either. I haven't found one that can handle my proclivities for more than one night. I am a Dominant. I know after Fifty Shades Of Grey women are willing to try it, but I haven't found one who wants it more than once. Except the “clinger” and she creeps me out. She likes it rougher than even I like to give.
I am not into choking or cutting and she loves that crazy shit. It takes me to a much darker place than I like to go. Dagger has been going with me to a BDSM club downtown. He never indulges like I do, but he is supportive and has helped me out of some sticky situations. Even there the women are curious, but not serious. I have tried vanilla relationships and found myself unfulfilled. I know I sound like a bastard but I need the control. Dagger thinks it's because of my dad. I think it is just who I am. A women will have to like it also, for us to become serious anyway.
I get to the airport before I realize I didn't even get her name. I pull out my phone to call the chief when a wom
an walks up to me.
“James Brennan?” She asks. Our eyes meet and things get weird.
I feel as if I am falling into her. I know it sounds crazy. It's as though neither of us are solid and when we collide our substance mixes together. We become one body and one soul. Crazy shit.
She makes this funny sound in the back of her throat. Like she is sighing and moaning at the same time.
I feel instantly calm for the first time in my life. It is the strangest feeling. As though I have known her forever.
“Yes, and you are?” She is fucking gorgeous. She has long, straight black hair that reaches the top of her pants. She has dark almost black eyes that are almost too large for her face, fringed with thick long lashes. She has lips so full and sexy she makes a man dream of thrusting his cock between them.
“Hope Fallen.” She says as she puts her hand out. I take her hand and a current runs through my body hardening my cock instantly. Fuck.
“Looks like you and I will be working together.” Shit, I can't have her. She is the FBI agent sent to work with me on the fucked up shit happening in my city. It is looking more and more like a human trafficking ring and I need all the help I can get.
“Let's get your luggage.” I step back and fist that hand, that still feels tingling from her touch. I hope it will calm my cock down. It is not getting the memo. Go down buddy this one is off limits.
Hope follows me to the luggage carousal.
“I need you to take me to get the car the bureau has for me. If that's okay?” You can tell she is used to ordering people around, but is trying not to with me. For some reason it seems to be a turn on. I am just a dominant fuck. I love her submission. Yep, leaky cock here. Getting a powerful woman to submit to me has been my biggest fantasy. I clear my throat.
“No problem.” She points to her luggage and I grab it as it comes around. Another show of her submitting. I know it can't be easy letting another carry her bags. I put my hand to the small of her back and lead her out to my car.
