by Anna Hackett
“I need you inside me, Tane. Only you. Show me.”
“Tell me what you want, Butterfly.” He pushed the tip of his cock inside her.
She gasped and clutched at him.
He groaned. “Tell me.”
She arched up, trying to slide more of his thickness inside her. “I want you.”
“I need more than that. Say you want my cock.”
“I…I want your cock inside me.”
He pushed in another inch. “Why?”
“I…want you to fuck me. I want to watch you fucking me. I want to watch you enjoy me.”
Tane made an inarticulate sound. He moved a little deeper, stretching her. With a moan, she clamped her legs around him. It hurt a little, pain threatening.
He kissed her again, giving her no chance to think of anything but him.
“I’m going to go deeper now.” He bit her lip, his hips pressing harder against her. He pushed inside her, muttering a string of curses. “You’re so damn tight, Selena.”
The pain stung and she gripped his shoulders. With another slow thrust, he was seated inside her.
He groaned and she sucked in a breath. The sting was starting to fade, replaced with the realization that Tane was inside her. They were locked together, joined.
“Butterfly?” There was concern in his voice. “You okay?”
“Yes.” She tightened her legs on him. “You feel so good inside me.”
He gave a strained laugh. “Not as good as you feel.”
“Now what?” she asked.
“I’ll show you.”
He pulled out and thrust back in. He started slowly, with deep, steady thrusts. But it wasn’t long before he was pumping inside her, driving small cries from her throat.
As his cock plunged deep, he rubbed against her clit. Her body felt tight, and she was trembling on the verge of being inundated with so much sensation.
“Come, Selena. Scream for me.”
After another rough thrust, the most intense pleasure exploded inside her. His strong body kept pumping into hers and she screamed, her gaze hitting his.
He watched her with dark intensity, like he was memorizing every expression on her face.
“Beautiful. Fuck, if I still had a soul, I’d sell it to possess you.”
She clamped her hands on his ass, her nails biting into him. “You already have me, Tane.”
With another groan, his next thrust was harder, deeper. She felt his body shudder, a growl torn from him. He kept moving inside her.
The muscles in his neck tightened, his gaze still on her. “Selena.”
Then with a low roar, he poured himself inside her, giving her everything she’d ever wanted.
Fuck. Fuck. Tane gathered Selena close and pressed his face to her hair.
Her body was still trembling, and he hadn’t quite calmed his own raging senses. He tilted her head up and looked down into her face. She gave him a lazy, blinding smile.
It was like a kick to his chest. He’d put that look on her face. He’d made her smile.
He didn’t deserve her, but he wasn’t giving her up.
He nuzzled his nose against hers. “Sore?”
“A little, but my body heals fast.”
Still, he was determined to take good care of her. He rose, moving to the bathroom, and grabbed a washcloth. He held it under the warm water before returning to her. He shifted her legs gently to wipe between her thighs. He noticed heat in her cheeks.
He took the cloth back to the bathroom, rinsing it out before he returned to the bed. She snuggled into him, a warm sexy presence at his side and her slim hand pressed over his heart.
“Thank you,” she said.
He grunted. “For what?”
“For making that wonderful. For taking care of me.” She paused. “I know you held back and made it good for me.”
He tightened his arm on her. A wave of something went through him, an emotion he hadn’t felt much before—tenderness. He thought it would be sweet and gentle, but what he felt for her was raw, powerful, and tinged with the need to possess and protect.
He stroked a hand lazily over her ass. She nuzzled into him, her face pressed to his neck. This felt nice. He didn’t tell her that he’d never lain like this with a woman before.
Pre-invasion, sex had been quick, something to scratch an itch. He’d never hung around, and he’d never snuggled. He hadn’t really liked anyone touching him more than necessary. After the invasion, he’d been too busy fighting and hadn’t felt the urge, until Selena.
He breathed her in. Yeah, he could get used to this.
Her fingers brushed over his chest. “What did you mean when you said if you still had a soul?”
The quiet words cut into him. “I’ve been a soldier all my life. Fighting’s all I’ve ever been good at.”
“Tane—”
He squeezed her hand. “I became a mercenary. I didn’t join the military because I don’t like too many rules. I fought in some dark, shitty places for a really long time.” How could someone as light and good as Selena understand? Understand that he’d felt a need to be in the shadows, doing terrible things so others didn’t have to. “I’ve killed. I’ve killed people who had families, were parents, had wives and kids.”
She pressed up, glaring down at him, her face fierce. “Did you kill children?”
He sucked in a breath. “No.”
“Innocent people?”
“No.” An uncomfortable sensation moved through his gut. “But I’m certain some innocents got caught up in the fighting we were involved in—”
“Tane, I can only imagine how many people you saved. You stopped bad people, and yes, you killed, but those people made their choices.”
“Some of them didn’t want to do what they did.” He still saw their faces in his nightmares. The poor and desperate who’d worked for some of the drug lords.
She made a sound. “They made their choice. They chose an easy answer, a wrong answer.”
He stayed silent, turning her words over.
“There will always be bad people,” she said quietly. “Gizzida. People who think that because they’re more powerful they have the right to interfere with others’ lives. We need people like you to fight and protect.”
Fuck.
“You risk your life every day, and I’ve seen you save people.” Her tone was fervent. “You’ve saved me.”
“Selena—”
“No.” She held up a slim hand, clearly on a roll. “I won’t let you keep feeling bad about this. I’m going to work on you, Tane Rahia, until you believe me.”
He fought a smile. She was usually so calm and sweet, but he liked this fiery side of her.
“I’ve seen evil and bad up close,” she murmured.
His smile dissolved and his hand tightened on her. He wished he could kill every damn raptor right then and there.
“You are not bad,” she said. “You have a soul. On my planet, we call it the naria. We believe all naria are one, are linked.” She cupped his cheek. “And your naria is influenced by the naria of those closest to you.”
He stroked his thumb across her plump bottom lip. “You gonna shine some light on my naria?”
She tossed her silver-white hair back. “Yes.”
“Come here.” He tumbled her onto his chest and kissed her.
The kiss was slow and deep, then she moved lower, peppering kisses along his jaw and down his neck. She took her time, kissing across his chest, her lips teasing one of his nipples.
Damn. He felt every kiss in his cock. “Selena—”
“My turn to explore you.” Her nails raked across his abs. “My turn to give you pleasure like you’ve given me.”
She wrapped her hands around his throbbing cock. Shit, the look on her face.
She stroked him. “So long, so heavy.”
His cock twitched in her hand.
“Show me what you like,” she breathed.
He wouldn’t survive this. His hand ci
rcled hers around his cock, and he showed her how to stroke him. Soon she was panting, her body shifting restlessly on the bed.
“You turned on?” he growled.
“Yes.”
“Wet?”
She nodded. “Very.”
Shit. He couldn’t stop his groan.
“Before,” she said, “you put your mouth on me. To pleasure me.” A pretty flush filled her cheeks. “I’ve heard the women talk about sex.”
“I bet.” His voice was strained.
“I want my turn.” She leaned down and guided the head of his cock to her lips.
Every single one of his muscles tensed. “Shit.” His voice was so guttural he was hard to understand.
She licked him, then slid him into her hot mouth.
He tangled his hand in her hair. “Jesus, baby.”
She licked and used her hands and mouth, finding her rhythm. She took her time getting used to the length of him.
Tane cursed again. It was good. Too good. “Come here, Selena.”
She moaned and it vibrated through his cock. He gritted his teeth against the pleasure. He reached down and yanked her up.
“Tane!” It was a protest.
He pulled her up until she straddled his chest.
“I wasn’t finished,” she said.
“I was about to come down your throat.”
She paused and licked her lips. “I think I’d like that.”
He groaned again.
“Tane, I don’t want you to be careful and gentle. I want rough, I want hard, I want passionate.”
“You want that?” His control was gone, burned away. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin.
Her chest hitched. “Yes.”
“Then that’s what you’ll get, Butterfly.”
Chapter Thirteen
The intense look on Tane’s face stole Selena’s breath.
His fingers bit into her hips and he jerked her forward. She found herself straddling his head, his mouth right there.
“Tane,” she breathed.
“Addicted to the taste of you. Will never get enough of it.” He put his mouth on her.
Oh. Air rushed out of her. She arched, sensations arrowing through her. He licked her, that amazing tongue knowing just how to give her pleasure.
He urged her to move, and soon, she was lost, her inhibitions gone. She rode his face, his mouth driving her to places that made her sob.
Her orgasm grew, swelling, then it crashed over her. Her husky scream filled the room, her pleasure making her shatter.
Distantly, she heard Tane groan, and felt the bite of his fingers on her bottom. Her body was still trembling when he nudged her back.
“Ride me, Butterfly.”
Excitement wound through her. “How?”
“Lift your hips and take my cock. Position me right where you need me.”
She’d just come, but the frantic, harsh need in his voice made excitement shoot through her. She gripped his cock and made a humming noise. So thick, so hot. The head lodged in her folds and she froze.
“That’s it, Selena.” Tane’s hand pushed her down.
Her gaze locked with his, and slowly, she took his cock inside her. The delicious stretching felt amazing.
He made a harsh sound. “Too damn tight.”
“Isn’t tight good?” she panted.
“Not if I hurt you.”
Warmth filled her. “You won’t. Don’t hold back.”
He groaned again. With a growl, he thrust his hips up, and then he was all the way inside her.
Selena gasped for air, her hands on his hard pecs.
His dark eyes glittered. “Selena, so damn gorgeous.”
She moved her hips slowly, testing it out. She rose and fell, listening to the deep, masculine sounds coming out of him.
Soon, she was moving quicker, feeling sharp bursts of pleasure.
“I’m sorry,” he growled.
She frowned. What was he sorry for?
His grip on her hips tightened, and he thrust her down as he bumped his hips up.
She made a strangled sound. So deep. He took over, plunging into her with hard, relentless thrusts.
Selena matched the rhythm. Harder, more. “Deep.” Her voice sounded different, hoarse, needy. “So deep inside me, Tane.”
“I’d go deeper, if I could. Find a way to be a part of you.”
His possessive words filled her. She felt the heat of her climax growing, like a fire building into a raging blaze.
She stared down at his rugged face, the harsh lines she loved so much. He fingered her clit, his thumb shifting to rub right where she needed it.
With another hard thrust, Selena came. The force of her orgasm made her entire body shake, her vision blurring. The pleasure was so intense, like the brightest light had illuminated inside her.
Tane made a harsh sound. He surged up to sit, so they were face to face. His arms wrapped around her, his swollen cock lodged deep.
He made a sound—part groan, part growl. His big body shuddered, and she clung to him as he came.
Selena pressed her face to his neck and nuzzled his pulse point. She absorbed the life and energy of him. He was like a thunderstorm with lightning sparking, and she gorged on him.
She felt possessed, protected, claimed. He was hers, and she was his. She stroked her hands up and down his back. “Thank you.”
He pulled back, one eyebrow raised. “I hope you aren’t thanking me for fucking you hard and coming even harder inside you?”
She flushed. “I am. It was amazing.”
He kissed her. “You’re amazing. “Sleep now, Butterfly.”
It only took her seconds to fall asleep, held tight in Tane’s arms, his scent deep in her senses.
Selena woke wrapped around Tane’s strong body.
She smiled, warmth spilling inside her. She’d slept in Tane’s arms. She’d felt his big body moving inside hers. She’d kissed him. She’d spent the entire night, safe and warm, beside him. Inside her chest, her heart was dancing.
A big hand stroked up her side. “You’re awake.”
His voice was low and gritty with sleep. She nodded.
“Feel all right?”
She rolled and met his dark gaze. “Better than all right.”
He cupped her ass and she made a small, husky sound.
“Wish we could spend some more time here, babe, but I’m due at training soon,” he said.
Disappointment skimmed through her happy. “And I’m due at the lab.”
“Well, we still have time for a shower.”
Her pulse leaped.
They took a shower together, an experience that left Selena breathless. It was all lazy kisses, and soapy, exploring hands. He showed her how to stroke his cock until he came with a groan, spurting against her belly. Then he’d pinned her to the tiles, his hand working between her legs, until her cries echoed off the walls. Afterward, when Tane smiled at her—something he did so rarely—her heart squeezed.
Finally, they dressed, and he took her to her quarters so she could change into clean clothes. He was wearing cargo pants and a tight, black T-shirt stretched over his hard chest. Just looking at him made her feel a flicker of hunger.
Apparently, she was well and truly addicted to sex. Or at least, sex with Tane.
She quickly changed into jeans and a top of a pretty sea blue. When she closed the door, he took her hand and they headed to the infirmary.
Even just walking with him made her happy. Ahead, the infirmary doors appeared.
She turned to him. “I hope you—”
He backed her up against the wall.
“—have a good day,” she finished on a squeak.
His big body was pressed against hers. “Be careful.”
She nodded.
“I’ll meet you at the rec room for drinks this afternoon.”
“I’d like that.”
Then he kissed her. Slow, deliberate, until it had her blood hu
mming.
“Miss you already, Butterfly.”
“See you later,” she said breathlessly.
She watched him stride down the corridor. All that sexy strength. Mine.
“Holy cow,” a feminine voice said. “That was hot.”
“Smokin’.”
Selena spun and saw Claudia, Cam, Taylor, Sienna, and Mac standing in a group at the other end of the corridor.
A flush hit her cheeks. “Hi.”
“So, he finally stopped fighting and gave in.” Mac grinned.
“Um.” Selena tucked her hair behind her ear.
“I don’t even have to ask how it was,” Cam said. “You’re glowing. Not literally, which I know you do sometimes, but you look happy.”
Selena smiled. “I am happy.”
“He took care of you?” Claudia demanded.
The Hell Squad soldier’s brow was creased. This woman had been Selena’s first human friend. Had protected and helped rescue her from the Gizzida.
Selena nodded. “Sex is…” The memories made her shiver.
“Oh, it was your first time.” Sienna Rossi clapped her hands together, her dark curls bouncing. She was so sweet and pretty that it was hard to believe she was a Squad Nine soldier. “Excellent choice for your first, carina.”
The heat in Selena’s cheeks deepened. “I’ve wanted him for so long.”
“He was gentle?” Claudia asked.
“Um, no.”
Taylor frowned, one hand on her hip. “He hurt you?”
“Gosh, no,” Selena said. “He was hard, rough, intense.”
“Oh, boy,” Mac murmured.
“Did you enjoy it?” Claudia demanded bluntly. “He made sure you came?”
Selena felt a wild flutter of embarrassment. “Um, yes, four times.” She thought it was four, she’d kind of lost count.
Claudia blinked. “Four times?”
“Nice work, Tane,” Taylor drawled.
“If he doesn’t treat you right, you tell me,” Claudia said.
Selena hugged the woman. “I love you.”
“Love you, too. Happy that you’re getting some hot sex from a hot berserker.”
“I can vouch that hot berserker sex is awesome.” Cam winked.
“I’ve got to get to work,” Selena said.
She got hugs and waves, and watched the women walk away. She felt another flush of warmth and love inside her. She hadn’t just made friends here, she’d found a family.
