He slid up higher. “Is that a yes?”
She would think of revenge another time. Right now, there was another urgent need, one that had nothing to do with maiming or kicking or any of the horrible, painful things she’d thought of doing to his body.
“Yes,” she panted out. “Yes, yes, yes. Happy now?”
“Only if you are, sweet Elena. No more negotiations and no more words.”
And with that his legs parted hers even more and he reached down. She felt him nudging her. Probing. Invasive. Oh. Oh.
“Ohhhh…”
She had never felt like this before. Her heightened state of sensitivity, along with the heat from the lotion, and the inexorable friction of flesh against flesh, brought on another instant orgasm as he pushed inside her. For a long moment he lay on top, chest to chest, stomach to stomach, his breath warm on the side of her face, flexing inside her, evidently enjoying her body’s internal rhythmic response.
“I like the real thing better,” he finally said, and started moving.
She moaned as he pulled out, desperate to circle her arms around his waist and pull him back. Every stroke was agonizing delight. It was as if he was driving heat into her and it was spreading like wildfire. Uncontrollable. Burning down every one of her mental defenses and barriers.
He laced his hands with hers and she felt her arms moving outward and upward till they were over her head. At the same time he pushed deep inside her. His mouth bit her neck, sucking gently at another sensitive spot.
Spread-eagled, vulnerable, and she didn’t care. She cried out again when he pulled out.
“Shhh. We have a few hours, Elena. Patience.”
His promise didn’t sound comforting at all.
Eighteen
He smiled in the dark. He would have to report to the agency that their new topical analgesic with their experimental bio-DMSO had been a resounding success. DMSO, an antioxidant, had the ability to penetrate nerve fibers and administer a drug deeply into an inflammation, but although tasteless, it had a telltale smell. Not this version. This one, as far as he could tell, was doing just fine.
Just as fine as the moaning woman under him. He liked the sound of her calling his name. She had a sexy way of hiccupping. And he wanted to taste her again.
That was what had been missing from all these months of watching her. Her taste, the sound of her real voice, her scent—these tactile things were not the same in virtual reality. Now he couldn’t get enough of tasting her.
And she needed the topical analgesic for her injury. It relaxed the nerves and he could work on her soreness. Only he’d crossed the line again, administering it somewhere else. It worked very well there, too.
Holding still inside her, he enjoyed the feel of her multiple orgasms, teasing and squeezing him. She was slick and wet from pleasure. Judging from how sensitive she still was, keeping her there for a while would be easy enough.
He carefully pulled her body till her legs dangled off the bed. “This is going to hurt a little, sweetheart. But it’ll only be for a moment. Just tell me when it starts hurting.”
He spread her thighs. Wider. He stopped when she winced. He used his knee to keep her that way as he rubbed the lotion up and down the inside of her right thigh, and then, what was left on his hands,there.
“Hades—” She was silent for a few moments, her breathing quickening. “What is that you have?”
“It’s good for inflammation,” he told her truthfully.
“You’rethe inflammation,” she muttered. “Oh…”
“Because I want to distract you while I do this,” he said, beginning to massage her injured leg again. Also, because he liked to hear her moan and hiccup. “Have to keep you relaxed while the agent delivers the steroid so you’ll heal quicker, love, and stop any internal bleeding.”
“Oh, stop sounding like you’re giving me a damn lecture, Hades. You aren’t my doctor and…and…” Her voice became breathless.
“You mean, your doctor doesn’t do this to you?” he asked helpfully, leaning forward and probing her wet slit with the head of his penis. He smiled slyly at the sound of her hiccup. At the same time, he extended her injured leg up higher, testing it. She didn’t seem to feel any discomfort from that as he buried his length inside her.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her as he moved in her shallowly. Her heat beat at him, tempting him to go faster. But he didn’t know when he would be able to do this again and he meant to enjoy her.
He supposed it would be all right to reveal his identity to her soon. After all, she had passed the test given by the department heads. Once this operation was wrapped up, with the SEEDandboth the Cummings in custody, all operations would be for COMCEN and not to prove to some funding committee. Then, he could introduce himself to Elena in person.
He extended her injured leg even farther, until her toes tickled his jawline. It allowed him to push in even deeper. The soft moan coming from her lips didn’t sound like her leg was giving her any pain at the moment.
