Blaze of Honor (RBMC: South Australia Book 1)
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I laughed before taking a sip myself. It was good. Cognac wasn’t my usual drink of choice, but this wasn’t so bad.
“Good work. Tastes good.”
Brianna tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at Aaron. “Tastes like Hennessy.”
He snickered. “That’s because it is. My stuff won’t be ready for like two years. But hopefully it’ll taste this good.”
She frowned. “You were testing us?”
“Well, I was actually trying to test Spark’s knowledge of liquor, not yours.”
I snorted at that. “You already knew I’d fail that one. I just drink the shit. I’ve never cared about how it’s made, so long as it is.”
Aaron lifted his own glass to down his shot before he raised his eyebrow at me. “Might want to rethink that if you’re looking to relocate over here. You’ll need a public job outside your secret military shit.”
I scrubbed a hand over the back of my neck. “You and Stone are just determined to not leave me with any secrets, aren’t you? There’ll be no mystery left. And I can always find firefighting work wherever I land.”
“Secret military shit?”
Brianna had her sexy little eyebrow raised at me now. Seemed to be a theme.
“Yeah, I work with a special forces unit that cleans up supernatural messes.”
All humor drained from her face. “Like me. I’m just part of your job.”
Her words were spoken quietly as she carefully set her glass down and stood. “I’m going to go have a shower and crash for the night. Thanks for the nightcap, Aaron.”
Before I could think of something to say to fix her misconception about being work, Stone barged into the room and the conversation with his usual perfect timing.
“Don’t be a fool, woman. If you were a job, you’d be dead. He hunts rogues and takes them out. He’s basically a supernatural assassin, but lucky you, you got him thinking with his dick and not his head, so here you are. In his bed instead of in the dirt.”
“For fuck’s sake, Stone. We talked about this.”
He flipped off Aaron and headed out of the living area in the direction of his own room. Brianna was standing, still staring after him like she was too shocked to move. Stone took some getting used to, but at least you generally knew where you stood with him.
“Take her to your room, Spark. And good luck.”
He gripped my shoulder as he stood and went down the hall. After he was gone, I stood slowly, not wanting to spook her any more than she already was.
“I was serious about never lying to you, Brianna. It was a job that brought me to Australia, but I never had any intention of killing you. I’m sent in to deal with situations. Often it does involve taking out a rogue supernatural, but not always. Rohi, you are not a job to me, you’re my world.”
She shook her head, snapping herself out of her shock. “We’re nothing to each other, Spark. We just met. This connection between us?” She waved her hand between us. “It’s nothing but lust. The first time we fuck, it’ll vanish.”
She strode off, leaving me standing there with my mouth open. She thought our connection would disappear once we fucked? I knew she was wrong. Deep in my soul, I knew nothing other than death would sever our connection. Perhaps tonight I’d prove it to her. Together with her earlier nap, the food and alcohol seemed to have perked her up. If she had enough energy to sass me, she had enough for me to claim her.
With long strides I followed her, catching up with her as she entered the bathroom. She tried to close the door on me, but I slapped my hand against the thing, keeping it open until I could follow her in. She spun around, biting her lower lip as she backed away from me.
“Only lust? Really? You wanna go with that?”
She nodded her head with jerky movements, but it wasn’t fear that lit her wide eyes. Arousal was what had her lit up right now. Fucking loved that she was already feeling me before I’d even touched her. Reaching over my head, I gripped the back of my shirt and pulled it off, tossing it on the vanity as I kicked off my shoes and peeled off my socks. The whole time I kept my gaze on her, taking in how her chest rose and fell faster the more I stripped down. How her pupils had dilated more.
I unbuttoned my pants but left them hanging on my hips as I stepped up to her, caging her between me and the wall. Her palms came up and rested against my pecs, pulling a groan from me as heat rushed through me from the contact. Cupping her face between my hands, I lowered my mouth to hers to claim her soft lips. Her sweet, fruity taste exploded over my senses, making me dizzy for a moment as her lips parted and I brushed my tongue against hers for the first time.
Her hands lowered and I shivered as she traced her fingers over my abs. With a growl, I tore my mouth from hers and reached for the bottom of the shirt she wore.
“Love how you look wearing my clothes, rohi. But I wanna see what you’re hiding from me even more.”
She chewed her lip again as I lifted the black material up until I could pull it away. Her pale skin glowed under the yellow light in the bathroom.
“So fucking pretty.”
Pretty was an understatement. She was stunning. I ran my hand down the center of her body, between her breasts — over her bra — loving how my darker skin looked against the whiteness of hers. But it wasn’t enough. I needed to see all of her. Every glorious inch.
“Strip, rohi. I want to see all of what’s mine.”
She panted a few breaths before she reached behind her, shoving her breasts out even further as she unclipped her bra.
“You need to keep stripping too. If I’m naked, so are you.”
She said the words like I’d argue against the idea. Hell, no. If my lady wanted me naked, I was naked. In seconds I had my pants and boxer briefs off and stood with my swollen cock in my fist as I watched her drop her bra to the floor, giving me my first glimpse at her sweet little tits. They were small and perky, and fucking perfect. My mouth watered for a taste, but she wasn’t naked yet so I resisted. For now.
She went for the waistband of her pants but stilled and gazed over to the shower, making me smile. With the lapses in her memory, she probably couldn’t even remember when she’d last had a shower.
“Keep going, rohi. I’ll get the shower all set for us.”
I wanted to watch her strip, to see every inch of her as she revealed herself to me for the first time. But I understood her nerves. No one wanted to be dirty and smelly in front of others, especially a lover. Sliding the door open, I flipped the hot water on, then as I waited for it to heat up, I turned and watched as Brianna slid out of her leggings and panties. Her lower legs were scarred from what looked to me like burns. They looked old so I guessed they were from the accident at the daycare center she’d mentioned earlier.
Not wanting to make her uncomfortable by staring at them, I shifted my gaze higher up her body. The thin tan lines over her shoulders revealed her love of the sun and tank tops. Her tanned skin was still pale in comparison to mine. The contrast of her dark, chestnut brown hair that hung in messy curls down over the pale skin of her back had my dick jerking in appreciation.
I couldn’t wait to touch and taste all that she’d revealed to me. Tonight would be a night we’d both remember forever. I intended to make sure of it.
Brianna
I had never been more turned on — or nervous — in my life. Could he tell how inexperienced I was? That whole not liking to be surrounded by people thing had meant I hadn’t bothered with boyfriends either in school or after it. I’d never been naked in front of anyone outside the medical profession before. My legs were heavily scarred from the daycare accident. Would he turn me away when he saw them? And would he let me shower before he tried to touch me? I had to stink. I certainly felt all grimy and icky.
“Rohi, come to me. There is nothing to fear.”
Oh, he was so wrong on that one. There was a whole lot for me to fear. Including the size of the dick he was stroking.
“What does rohi mean?”
Taking a deep breath for courage, I stepped toward him. I tried to slip past to get under the water before I could scare him off with my smell but he caught me on the way past and pulled me against all his warm hardness. Before I could voice a protest, he had his mouth on mine and all my thoughts evaporated beneath his talented tongue and lips.
Oh, this man could kiss.
Without breaking the contact, he moved us into the stall and turned us until the water soaked my hair and trailed down my back. With a sigh of pleasure, I broke the kiss to lean back and let the water flow over my face. A shower had never felt so good. When I hummed, Spark chuckled. Before I could think to grab the soap, a washcloth stroked over my shoulder. The scent of sage filled the air around us, a mix of the soap and the man.
Shuffling forward until my face was out of the water, I wiped my eyes clear so I could watch as this huge, strong man carefully cleaned me from head to toe. Except for my hair. He didn’t have shampoo, which I guessed made sense since he didn’t have any hair to need washing. Once he was done, he returned to my chest. My mind emptied of all thoughts as I clenched my thighs while he focused his attention on cleaning my nipples, rubbing the washcloth over each peak until they were hard little nubs, poking at him, begging for more of his attention.
“Can’t wait to have my mouth on you later. I’m gonna suck on these little berries until they’re a sweet, deep red and you’ll feel me there for days. Every time they ache, you’ll think about me. How I owned you tonight.”
His words alone had my arousal climbing. When he ran the cloth down my stomach and kept going until he was between my thighs, my knees buckled. Thankfully, he was there to save me from falling. In a move so fast I barely registered it, he’d moved so he had an arm around my waist, supporting me. He quickly had me turned around so he could hold my back against his chest, allowing him full access to continue cleaning — and teasing — my front. His dick was now nestled between my butt cheeks where it throbbed and twitched against me, making my mind come up with all sorts of naughty ideas.
Once he’d thoroughly cleaned every millimeter of my flesh, he dropped the cloth and continued his exploration with his fingers, sliding through the curls covering my mound, then teasing my clit before slipping down further between my lower lips where he teased my entrance. I gasped and gripped his arm when he slid one thick finger inside me. My hips arched forward as my muscles clamped down at the intrusion.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, rohi. Am I the first man to touch you like this?”
“Uh huh.”
I didn’t think, just answered him. I wanted more. I needed him to stop talking and take me already. Instead of doing as I wished, he pulled away and with a shocked cry, I threw up my hands to catch my weight as I headed for the wall.
Before I could turn and lash out at him for his cruel rejection, he had the water off and the door open. Shocked into silence, my insides felt like he’d taken a blow torch to them as he stalked away. Was me being a virgin really such a turn-off? Guess all his talk of forever really was just a load of shit.
Wrapping my arms around my waist, I let myself slide down the wall until I sat on the floor of the shower, trying my hardest to not cry over his rejection.
“Brianna? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
I glared up at him through my tear-soaked lashes. “What do you think, asshole? I confirm I’m a virgin and you can’t back away fast enough. Sorry you find my innocence so damn offensive.” I climbed to my feet and shoved him out of the way. I was sure he only moved because he wanted to. No way was I strong enough to actually push a man his size around. He wasn’t super tall, maybe around five feet nine, but he was all solid muscle.
I’d barely passed him when he stopped me by wrapping a towel around me, covering me from his sight. Great. Now he couldn’t even stand to look at me. Maybe I could just go find Stone and ask him if his offer to end me was still on the table. It would hurt less than this.
“Calm down, rohi. I wasn’t rejecting or abandoning you. Fuck, Brianna. Your first time shouldn’t be up against the wall in a shower! I was trying to back off so I could slow down and look after you. I was getting you a towel so we could dry off and head into the bedroom.”
My heart was racing, and my fight-or-flight instincts were screaming for me to run. I swung my head to look toward the closed door into the bedroom and whimpered because I knew he wouldn’t release me long enough for me to dash out there and escape.
“Brianna, stop.” He turned me around and backed me against the wall, the thick towel protecting me from the cold tiles. With a finger under my chin, he tilted my face up until I had no choice but to look him in the eye. “I am not rejecting you. I never will.” Heat was flaring in those dark depths of his. “I fucking love that I’m the only one who ever gets to have you. I wish I could offer you the same, but I can’t. I’m no saint, but I’m yours and now that I’ve found you, I’ll be one hundred percent loyal for the rest of our days. That is a promise you can count on.”
With every word, he melted my resolve to flee a little more. “It felt like rejection, Spark. Without a word, you shoved me to the wall and stomped out of the shower after I told you. How else was I meant to take that?”
Pain flashed across his features. “Dammit. I’m sorry, rohi. I didn’t think through what I was doing. It was a shock to find out that you’re a virgin, and it threw me. It made me want to take it slower with you, more careful. I have to make sure I don’t hurt you. I’m sorry I fucked up. I can be a bastard in more than one sense of the word. Forgive me? Let me make it up to you.”
The entire time he’d spoken he peppered kisses over my face, then down my neck. When he dropped to his knees in front of me, looking up at me with the saddest puppy dog eyes I had ever seen, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Get up, you dolt.”
With a smirk, he tugged the towel until it fell to the floor. The cold tiles at my back had me hissing and arching my hips forward as I moved to get off the wall. He was fast to slide his hands up my legs and before I knew what he was up to, he had my thighs over each of his shoulders, taking all my weight as my back once more pressed against the tiles. This time I didn’t give a shit about the chill. I slapped my hands onto the wall as he lowered his face and the flat of his tongue ran over my pussy lips for the first time.
“Spark!”
I banged my head against the tiles as a shot of arousal jolted through my system with every soft stroke of his tongue. His large palms cupped my bottom, kneading the flesh as his mouth sucked, nibbled and licked at my lips and clit. He was going to make me explode into a million pieces if he didn’t stop soon, but I didn’t want him to stop. If I died right here from too much pleasure, I’d go willingly and happily.
Chapter Eight
Spark
Her thighs trembled against my shoulders as I continued to eat at her sweet, sweet pussy. How the fuck did I end up with such an innocent for a soul mate? I knew I didn’t deserve her, but I swore I’d cherish her and make her never regret allowing me to claim her. To choose me. And she would. I’d make sure I loved her so hard and so well, she wouldn’t be able to refuse me. I’d find a way to bond us so she lived as long as me if it was the last thing I did.
Wanting to send her over the edge, I slid one hand lower down her lush ass until I could slip my thumb inside her tight channel. I started to pump my thumb in and out as I took her hard little clit gently between my teeth and flicked my tongue over the tip. She gasped and whimpered but kept holding on. Releasing her clit, I blew over it.
“Let go, rohi. Come for me and give me the honey I need that only you can give me.”
“I won’t survive it!”
I chuckled, letting the sound vibrate over her skin. “Oh, sweetheart, you’ll survive. I promise you that. You’ll survive several orgasms by the time I’m through with you tonight.”
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p; She whimpered again as I shifted my hand so I could use two fingers to fuck her, gently scissoring them a little wider with each stroke. The last thing I wanted was to hurt her when I took her with my cock, so the more I could stretch her now, the less pain she’d feel later.
“Put your hands on your tits, Brianna. Give your nipples a pinch for me. Pretend it’s my fingers tugging and pinching those pretty little berries.” She followed my instructions instantly and my cock jerked as precum beaded on the tip at the sight of her tugging her sweet little nipples for me.
“That’s it. Such a good girl. Now give them both a squeeze at the same time while I suck on this hard little clit of yours. Gonna make you blow apart for me.”
I timed it so when her fingers took hold of each of her nipples, I lowered my mouth and sucked her clit hard and fast as I shoved three fingers deep inside her. My reward was her whole body tightening as she came. She threw her hands out against the wall, and her head fell back, thumping against the tile as she cried out with her orgasm. I was quick to lower my mouth over her pussy so I could catch all her sweet honey. Fuck, she tasted like nirvana. So good.
Looking up at her face still lost in bliss, I kept gently licking at her pussy and rubbing my palms up and down the outsides of her thighs. Her hips continued to twitch and arch, grinding her slick pussy against my face as she had little aftershocks.
Unable to resist, I brought my hand back to her core and began teasing her once more. Within minutes, she was whimpering as she came again, gifting me with more of her delicious honey. I could stay there forever, giving her orgasm after orgasm with my fingers and my mouth on her pussy, but my cock was now aching with my need to get inside her. Two orgasms should have her relaxed and slick enough, I’d be able to slip inside her without causing her too much discomfort.
After giving her pussy one last lick, I gently moved her legs off my shoulders and stood, wrapping my arm around her waist as I rose up to support her weight when her knees gave out. As soon as I could, I took her mouth again, kissing her deeply and sharing her own taste with her. She groaned and whimpered as she wriggled against me, driving my cock crazy with the friction.