With an evil grin dancing on my lips, I say nothing. I simply take my thumb and run it across my chest in the same manner that I sliced him that day they took me. Then I seal the deal with a wink and a flick of my tongue across my lower lip. Oops.
Chapter 16
Declan
That wink. That fucking wink jumps straight to my dick.
Sweat shines on her skin as I prowl closer. I should walk away, leave her to finish her work out, but my feet betray me as I find myself close enough to touch. Close enough to smell. Close enough to taste.
Towering over her, I give into my desire. I snatch her ponytail in my fist and wrench her neck back to an uncomfortable angle. Nipping at her neck I hiss, “Well, if you so desperately want me to prove you wrong, then by all means.” I release her hair just as a breathy moan escapes her. I step toward the sparring ring. Lifting the ropes with one hand, I tilt my head. “After you.”
She saunters over and climbs into the ring. I’m right behind her, and when she reaches the center of the springy floor, she turns to face me. “Ready for round two?”
“You know you nearly cost me my tattoo with your little knife stunt.” I step into her space and inhale her scent, fighting back a groan as fresh rain and some kind of fucking flower take over my senses. My hands trail up her arms. “Do you want to try to escape again?” My teeth catch the shell of her ear. Her breath hitches; her pebbled nipples pressing through the fabric against my chest.
“Should I?” Her husky reply shows me she’s just as affected by this as I am.
Slowly, step by step, I back her against the ropes. With one hand leaving bruising fingerprints on her hip, my other circles her throat, applying just enough pressure. Her eyes widen, pupils dilate, and she… Did she just fucking lean into it?
I amthis closeto taking what I want from her when she suddenly shifts to the side, sweeping my legs out from under me. I land with anoomphflat on my back. Before I can scramble back up, she’s on top of me. Her legs straddle my waist and I know she can feel how hard I am beneath these shorts. I grip her hips and grind into her without making a conscious decision to do so. Her smile turns sinister as she grabs my hands and pins them to the sides of my body.
Well, two can play that game. Bending my knees and bracing my feet on the ground, I thrust my hips up, throwing off her balance so that she falls to the side, and roll over to create a cage with my body; her back is flat on the mats, chest heaving. I’m careful not to pin her hands or press too close from this position. Knowing her previous reactions and what she already shared with us has me protecting that part of her.
As if she realizes what I’m doing, she relaxes, and she bites her bottom lip. I lean in for a taste, slanting my mouth over hers and sucking on that same spot that was just between her teeth. Her moan vibrates through the kiss, sending a streak of white-hot desire through me.
Fuck, she tastes like sin. I sit up onto my knees and she follows, allowing enough space for me to peel the sports bra from her skin and then push her to lie on her back again. My body hovers over hers. I use one hand to hold both of her arms above her head. My other hand slidesup her stomach to roll her nipple between my thumb and finger. The cry that leaves her is fucking ecstasy.
My mouth covers her other nipple. I free her hands, only to have them gripping my hair a second later. She grinds herself against my hips. She’s going to be the end of me. My fingers dance along her waistband, my eyes finding hers.
“Fuck, yes.” Her words are a whisper as my hand dips under the band of her panties, fingers sliding between her folds. She’s fucking soaking. I circle her clit once, twice, the third causing her to whimper in need. I slide one finger inside her tight cunt while my thumb continues to tease her clit. I’m enjoying every sound of pleasure and every twitch of her muscles, knowing I’m working her up.
My brain short circuits when her soft hand closes around my cock. I don’t remember her tugging my shorts down but fuck am I here for it. Groaning, I thrust into her tight grip.
I can feel her walls tightening on my finger; she’s close, so I add another.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.” Between her begging and the feel of her stroking my dick, I’m about to lose control. Thrusting my fingers in and out, my palm grinding on her clit, I feel her coming undone. Seeing her body arched, spasming, and hearing her fucking scream, I pump once more into her hand before my orgasm shoots up my spine, and I spill into her hand.
I half-collapse over her, our heaving breaths matching. Several moments pass, both of us needing a moment to come down from that high. Leaning down by her ear, I whisper, “You’re mine now, Poison. Whether you like it or not.” Standing, I hold out my hand to help her up. She eyes it for a moment before accepting it. Tugging her sports bra back on, shemeets my gaze. I give her a filthy smile. “I told you that you couldn’t beat me.”
“Fuck you.” But there is no anger in her voice, and she knows it.
“Planning on it.” I smack her on the ass and leave her gaping after me. Hell of a way to spend the morning.
I walk into the training center of Lunar headquarters at exactly 12:55 p.m. so that I can give out new assignments to our security teams at 1 p.m. The changes in body language when I enter have me on edge. Of course, the majority is the typical jerk-to-attention-when-the-boss-man-walks-into-a-room variety, but there’s something else... A tension in the air. Interesting.
Unlocking my office with the eye and palm imaging, I stroll in. I prefer the physical part of this job because it’s a way to let my demons out.Snatching the new assignments that have been detailed and earmarked for specific teams, I head back out to the large training area.
Taking my time and letting the silence linger, I watch the reactions of the guys.
“Jonesy.” The barked order has the ex-marine headed my way. With his average frame and build, plus loads of patience, he blends in well, but I know from experience he is deceivingly deadly. Perfect for protecting an irritating-as-fuck future councilman. I definitely perked up when Councilman Yeatts reached out for a protective detail. Akio had let me in on the little tidbit of Helix being in bed with this douche, so I needone of my most reliable on this case. I trust all of my recruits as much as one can trust a bunch of mercenary adrenaline junkies.
As he takes the file from my hands, a recruit catches my attention. While standing half behind another trainee, the rookie’s eyes dart around the room, his restless movements seeming to be more than nerves. My mind flashes back to my childhood. Mom shifting rapidly between anger and excitement, her energy levels almost palpable. Fury, hot and electric, courses through my veins.
Shoving past Jonesy, I storm over to the trainees gathered in that corner. “What the fuck is going on?” A mixture of guilt and fear takes over several faces while confusion colors others. Well, at least now I know who is aware. Now the question is, who is involved? The jittery fucker, Davis, I think, tries and fails to appear sober.
The group scurries out of the way as I snatch him by the collar and slam him against the wall. “What the fuck are you on?”
“Nothing, sir.” The tremors in his voice and pinned pupils give him away.
