Wanted Molotov Cocktail

by Marteeka Karland

  “They were on to you. Security was called to the prison, and I couldn’t just sit here while you were trapped in that hellhole! That’s not what I signed up for.” She didn’t flinch from him, though Hawk knew he had to look murderous. He couldn’t remember a time in his life when he was so furious with anyone.

  “Later,” he growled, pulling her up by the arm and shoving her toward the cockpit. “When we get back to base, we’ll discuss this. Right now, Storm needs to clean up before he pollutes the whole damned ship with that shit-smelling foulness he has all over him and the girl.”

  Storm rose from the command chair, giving him a one-fingered salute before carefully picking up the feminine bundle he’d brought aboard the ship. Hawk watched him go, his heart going out to the girl. She’d obviously been through a living nightmare.

  He took a deep, calming breath before turning back to Onyx. She met his gaze without flinching.

  “You’ve earned yourself a punishment.”

  A startled look crossed her face before she got her expression back under control.

  “And just who do you plan to get to administer this ‘punishment’?”

  “I’ll be doing it myself. And just so we’re clear, when I’m done, your life as you know it will be over.”

  Chapter Five

  Onyx tried to hide her smile. Knowing she’d probably fail miserably, she turned her head, trying to look contrite. So, this was finally it. Hawk. Unleashed. Unless he calmed down considerably before they reached base, he might just prove to be the lover she knew he was capable of being.

  The flight back to base was done in silence. Hawk didn’t move other than to make adjustments on the console instrumentation. He said nothing, and Onyx’s attempt at small talk was ignored. Strangely, she squirmed. It was a new sensation for Onyx, and she wasn’t sure she liked it. Sex with Hawk after such a close brush with death would have been hot, rough and deeply fulfilling. Sitting next to him for three hours while he silently stewed over recent events was… disconcerting. At best.

  For the first time in her life, Onyx actually felt a little sliver of fear clenching in her gut. What if she’d pushed him past reason? She wasn’t actually a part of their organization. What did she actually know about these men? She was a capable woman and worked alongside men in every dangerous profession she could think of from mercenary to marine.

  But Hawk…

  Hawk was different from any man she’d ever come across. She’d never seen such a violent man try so hard to be civil. It wasn’t that he was evil, he was just a born warrior. Sure, he was genetically and physically enhanced, but he would have been a force to be reckoned with regardless. He was single-minded in his determination to destroy those he considered his enemy, and he would gladly lay down his life for those he considered his. Whether she fell into the first or second category, Onyx had no clue.

  She wasn’t sure she wanted to be either.

  “Look,” she said, trying again to get him talking. “This isn’t working out for us.

  I’m obviously used to doing things my way. You’re used to people doing them yours.” As expected, he said nothing. He didn’t even acknowledge her. The only sign he heard her at all was the muscle in his jaw that kept clenching and unclenching.

  Onyx sighed. That sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach got worse. Perversely, her cunt got wetter. She’d thought she wanted Hawk out of control. She got the feeling she’d bitten off more than she could chew.

  Oh, well. She wasn’t one to dwell on things out of her hands. If Hawk decided she was his enemy, she’d fight her way out. She had faith in herself and her abilities.

  She’d trained the better part of her life to be able to defend herself and those she loved.

  She was a survivor. Deep down, where it counted, she knew Hawk would never actually harm her. She was more worried about what he wouldn’t do. Afraid he wouldn’t take her like he meant to keep her, and, god damn it, she needed him to do exactly that.

  Sitting there, looking at him, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have him wrapped around her, taking her with ruthless abandon. He was strong.

  Freakishly so. His arms had to be as big as her thighs and so heavily muscled she wasn’t sure how his skin contained all that beef. Veins crawled up his arms from his hands to his shoulders like thick vines. The rest of him was covered with leather, but it wasn’t hard to imagine the muscle rippling over his chest, abdomen and legs. The man was a lethal weapon.

  Stars, she wanted him!

  They dropped their ship halfway through the trip for a clean one Hawk had stashed on a local moon before proceeding to their base. Now, Hawk guided the ship into the asteroid where Yuri had them holed up. The minerals and metals embedded in the rock made it nearly impossible to detect them with any kind of scanning device.

  He powered down the ship and turned to face Onyx. “Don’t move.” They were the first words he’d spoken since they’d entered the cockpit.

  Onyx sat back and shrugged, trying not to betray her nerves. “Since I have nowhere to go, I don’t see a problem with that.”

  He gave her a hard look, as if sizing her up. He turned to leave, then turned back to her. Without saying a word to her, Hawk snagged her wrists, snapping on the same cuffs. Instead of fastening them to the wall this time, he locked her to the chair. Onyx gave a snort, not at all surprised he forced her capitulation even though she’d said she would stay put.

  She heard him and Storm leaving the ship. The soft murmur of their voices was audible, but she wasn’t able to understand what they said. He left the door open so she could hear others milling about, but no one entered the ship. Then there was silence.

  Sitting there waiting for Hawk to return proved to be the hardest thing she’d ever been forced to do. All kinds of things ran through her mind. Was he really angry with her? If he was, why had he rescued her in the first place? He’d been safely aboard the ship with his friend. He had no obligation to her. Hell, he hadn’t wanted her to go along to begin with. So what would he do to her?

  Slow, heavy footfalls on the ramp signaled his return. Onyx found her heart pounding in her ears, and her belly clenched. Had she pushed her gentle giant too far?

  She sighed to herself. That was the problem right there. She persisted in seeing Hawk as someone who tempered his strength. He wasn’t a nice man. He was a soldier.

  Deadly when necessary, always in control. Hawk might choose to allow others to take the lead from time to time, but he was a hardened warrior. Nothing more, nothing less.

  Without a word, he unfastened her cuffs from the chair but left them clamped to her wrist, pulling her to her feet as he did so. Turning her around, he fastened the cuffs together at the small of her back.

  “So I’m a prisoner now?” Onyx put as much contempt in her voice as she could manage. In truth, the action sent her belly clenching and her pussy creaming. Hawk said nothing. He met her gaze briefly before turning her around and ushering her down the ramp, his hand around her upper arm to guide her.

  No one was in the docking area. The last time Onyx had been here, it had seemed to be the hangout of choice for everyone. Even if they weren’t working, they sometimes did checks on the ships or cleaned their weapons. Today, however, the place was deserted.

  Hawk marched Onyx through the maze of tunnels until they came to a door at what appeared to be the very back of the base. The last room they’d carved into the asteroid. He pressed his palm to the reader and the door slid open.

  The room was spartan yet comfortable. There appeared to be nothing that wasn’t absolutely necessary. A bed. A table. A chair. The only thing that might be considered a luxury was the plush bedding and the fact that the bed was very large, even for Hawk.

  Onyx supposed even space marines needed a place they could completely relax, though she found it hard to believe Hawk ever let his guard down. Even here.

  He guided her to the middle of the room and left her there while he took off his weapon
s and stored them in a small shelf in the rock wall face beside the bed.

  “It seems you and I need to come to an understanding,” he stated matter-of-factly. “You have a problem with authority. I have a problem with disobedience.”

  “You don’t honestly think --”

  “No, I don’t think. I know. You will obey me. Maybe not in everything, but in battle you will follow my lead. You are a formidable opponent, Onyx. But never think you can best me in battle or strategy. I’m a soldier. I was trained as a soldier from the time I was old enough to follow directions. When you go with me into a fight, you will do as I say or you won’t go.”

  Onyx lifted her chin. “And what makes you think I plan on hanging around that long?”

  The second she uttered the words, she knew it was a mistake. Or, rather, it was what Hawk had been waiting for. She could see the lust flaring in his eyes, the bulge in his breeches growing and throbbing. There was an answering ache in her breasts and cunt. Her nipples peaked, and she knew this was the moment she’d longed for since the day she’d met Hawk.

  “Because I’m not letting you leave.” His voice was barely a whisper but it sliced into her chest and lodged in her heart where she knew she’d always protect it. She craved what she knew would happen next. She knew, without a doubt, he would dominate her in the bedroom -- always -- and she needed it. Craved it like she craved nothing else in her life. Her knees went weak with anticipation, and she feared she might shame herself by crumpling in a heap on the floor.

  Hawk whipped his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. All that glorious muscle was open to her inspection, as were a myriad of scars. Badges of honor every one. She drank in the sight of him, knowing that very soon that big body would be over her, driving into her, pinning her to the bed -- or wherever he chose to take her -- and making her his.

  Moving to stand in front of her, Hawk pulled her vest up to expose her breasts.

  She was a big woman, muscled all over, yet curvy. She’d always tried to hide her curves, preferring not to be noticed as a female, but now she was proud of them.

  Especially when she saw Hawk’s throat working as he looked at her. Still, his face gave nothing away of what he thought. Had Hawk been anyone other than who he was she might have been offended, but he was trying to make a point. He wanted her to submit to him, and she would resist. Not because she didn’t want to let him have control, but because she wanted him to take that control from her.

  Good thing for her Hawk was exactly the man to do it.

  Chapter Six

  Onyx didn’t seem to be intimidated one bit, but the beads of sweat on her brow told Hawk a different story. Good. He wanted her wary. She was the type of woman who would never submit to him willingly, but she would submit. He’d see to it. There was no other option.

  The sight of her full, large breasts peaked by those delicious-looking dark chocolate nipples was almost his undoing. He wanted to take her hard and fast and forever. And he would. But not now. Not yet.

  He did allow himself a small taste. Bending down, Hawk took one peaked nipple into his mouth, sucking and rubbing it with the flat of his tongue. He savored the feel of her skin on his palms as he caught her ribcage in his hands, sliding up and down as he sucked. Her breath hitched, but otherwise she made no sound. If he knew her, she was holding it in just to torment him.

  With a little growl, he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her and taking her to the bed. Hawk thought he might explode before he touched his dick. It was the most heady thing he’d ever experienced. Except for her lying on his bed, in his home, her hands cuffed behind her back with her at his mercy.

  “So, just like that.” She eyed him through narrowed eyes. “You think I’m going to just lay here and let you fuck me? I can still fight you, you know.”

  “I never said you couldn’t.” He calmly took a wicked-looking knife from his boot and cut her top across the seams, baring her from the waist up. “But I’m betting you want this as much as I do. You might fight me for control, but you won’t fight to keep me from taking you.”

  Hawk enjoyed the wide-eyed look on her face, as though he’d uncovered some deep, dark secret she didn’t want him to know about. He used that slip in her control to quickly remove her boots and pants, leaving her blessedly naked and laid out before him.

  Moving her back on the bed, Hawk followed her, spreading her thighs to wedge his big body between them. Before she could react, he dipped his head and swiped his tongue through her folds, already wet with her excitement. She reacted, clamping her legs around his torso and squealing like a woman surprised by the pleasure she received.

  “Tell me you don’t want me, Onyx. Tell me and I’ll let you go and never touch you again.” He sucked the skin of her labia between his lips before flicking his tongue over her clit rapidly.

  Onyx didn’t answer him so much as she simply screamed and arched into him.

  She tried to keep him to her by pulling him closer with her legs, but Hawk would have none of it. Thankful for the thick walls surrounding them, Hawk vowed he’d wring more screams from her before the night was out. He wanted her writhing beneath him, screaming for more. Screaming for him.

  Ruthlessly, Hawk spread her legs, holding them apart with his greater strength while he inspected her. No hair adorned her sex. Instead smooth, dark skin greeted his gaze, weeping with need. Fine muscles rippled over her abdomen with every movement, every breath as she fought him for control, even bound as she was. She wanted him, but she was trying to take him her way. Hawk wasn’t fooled for a second.

  He smacked the skin of her inner thigh once, then again when she didn’t cease her struggles. “You’re mine, Onyx. Any way I want you. You have no control over this other than to tell me you don’t want me. Are you prepared to say that?” She hissed at him, thrusting her pelvis at him, silently begging for more. Hawk knew better than to expect her to beg him. She’d never do that, and he’d never want her to. He wanted to give her what she needed without her asking for it. If he could do that, she’d more easily give control to him.

  “Stop playing, Hawk. I’m not kidding.” Her voice wavered slightly and she trembled. She might try to act like he didn’t affect her, but Hawk was so attuned to her he couldn’t miss the little signs of surrender. She wasn’t ready yet, but soon. At least he hoped it would be soon. He was about to die, but he wouldn’t take her until she surrendered to him completely.

  “Oh, baby, I’m just getting started.” When Onyx actually pounded her head into the pillow and groaned, Hawk grinned. They were in for a hell of a time.

  Hawk took his time exploring her. There wasn’t a centimeter of silky smooth skin he didn’t want to know intimately before they were done. Muscle tensed underneath his touch, only to be offset by the inward curve of her waist, the flare of her hips and the fullness of her breasts. She was strong. A warrior. But underneath it, she was still a woman with a woman’s wants and needs.

  No. More than that. She was his woman, created just for him. Everything Hawk had ever wanted in a woman, Onyx was. Right down to her stubborn streak and her fiercely protective nature. It was that protectiveness that had caused her to leave the ship. She couldn’t let him fight that battle alone any more than he could’ve let her do the same.

  Gods! When had he fallen in love with her? The realization hit him like a nuclear grenade, though the sensation wasn’t unwelcome. In fact, it strengthened his resolve to coax her into submitting to him.

  Onyx writhed beneath his touch, rubbing against him like a cat, showing him without words what she wanted. Again, Hawk smacked her inner thigh, following the sting with a long lick. “Be still.”

  “Gods, Hawk,” Onyx gasped. “I don’t think I can --”

  “You will, baby. Just trust me.” She was so close. He could see her need to let go when she looked at him. She wanted him to take control of her pleasure and show her what it was like to fully submit to a man. But she needed something else. Something more.

 
; Immediately, Hawk changed tactics. Growling, he dove between her thighs, sucking her clit with enough force to sting. She cried out but made no move to close her legs. Instead, she spread them wide. Hawk thought it telling she didn’t try to push herself at him. Rather, she raised her legs, bending her knees and pulling them up to give him better access. Hawk grunted his approval, inserting one thick finger into her cunt.

  The reward was instantaneous. Onyx’s body spasmed with its release, clenching his finger as if to pull him deeper inside her. Her cries ceased for a few seconds as the sudden wash of pleasure hit her. She sucked in a breath before letting it out in a hoarse cry. Her breathing was irregular as she held her breath, then let it out in a quick burst, clearly riding out the pleasure.

  Hawk wrapped his arms around her, finding the cuffs where they linked together and releasing them. It took little effort to stretch her arms above her head and fasten them to the headboard, leaving her stretched out before him though still unable to touch him.

  Before she could fully come down from her orgasmic high, Hawk mounted her, sinking himself blessedly deep into her welcoming heat. Her first reaction was to wrap her legs around him. She probably would have locked her ankles around him except she couldn’t quite circle his waist with her thighs. Instead, she braced her feet on his calves and met him thrust for thrust.

  Hawk let her go for a while, enjoying the silky glide of her cunt around him. He moved slowly but steadily, letting her become accustomed to the feel of him.

  Surprisingly, without a prompt from him, Onyx slowly lifted her legs, opening them wide and away from him.

  They locked gazes then. Tears shimmered in her eyes and her lip quivered. “If you break my heart, Hawk, I swear I’ll bury my knife in yours.” He grinned, but caught her mouth with his. His kiss was gentle yet a thorough claiming of her. He took the gift she offered him without hesitation because he knew she’d only offer it once. Her body, her heart, were his, and he would cherish her as long as he lived.