An Apocalyptic Need (24 page)

Cari’s lips spread in a sly grin. “And what might they be?”

He leaned close, kissing the corner of her lips. “First, I want to tell you that I love you. I think I’ve loved you since you appeared in that doorway over there wearing a see-through gown.”

She frowned but her eyes sparkled with pleasure. “It wasn’t see through.”

He licked her full, bottom lip. “Close enough so it didn’t matter.”

She shrugged. “Okay, what else did you want to talk about?” Her hand slipped down his naked chest, creating frissons of incredible delight everywhere they touched.

Grimm’s cock pressed against the unyielding fabric of his jeans. He grinned.

“Second I want to ask if you still wanted to be my girlfriend. Because I’m really hoping you do.”

Her talented fingers twisted the button in his jeans until it popped free. A delicious sense of déjà vu swept Grimm. “I definitely want to be your girlfriend, Grimm Forbes.”

He lowered his head and licked a trail through the sweetly scented crevice of her breasts, his balls tingling with expectation as she shivered. “Excellent. That brings me to my last question.”

She gasped as he nudged the torn fabric of her chemise to the side and pulled a fat, pink nipple into his mouth. “Oh god! Whatever it is I’m saying yes.” Her head dropped back and her fingers slipped inside his jeans, enfolding his rock-hard cock in satin heat.

He lifted his head and she gave a small moue of disappointment. “Yes isn’t going to answer my question, I’m afraid.”

She tugged on his cock, her other hand releasing the taut, painfully full sac of his balls from their denim prison. “Stop teasing me, Grimm. I’ve waited long enough for this.”

He forced the smile from his face and nodded. “You’re right, captain. I’m heartily sorry. My question is this…” He sucked the other nipple between his lips and she moaned long and low. He looked up at her. “Did you want me to make sedate love to you on this disgustingly soft bed, or fuck you senseless on that cot over there, which, if I might indulge in a moment of fond reminiscence, has a place near and dear to my heart.”

Cari’s laughter was immediate and husky with desire. “That’s not even a choice. Fuck me long. Fuck me hard. Fuck me on that delightful cot.”

Grimm leapt off the bed and scooped her, squealing and laughing at the same time, off the bed. He carried her to the cot in a handful of long strides. He set her down beside the narrow cot and turned away, slamming the cage door closed behind them.

“I regret to inform you, captain… You are now
my
sex vassal.”

Cari bit her lip, her eyes going dewy with feigned fear. “What will you do to me?”

He reached for the remains of the torn yellow dress, yanking it once and rending it down the center. Next he grabbed the thin fabric of Cari’s chemise, and tore that away too, leaving her naked before him. He sucked in a breath as her lush breasts bounced free, the fat, pink nipples already beaded and hard with expectation.

Her cheeks pinkened as he stared at her, but she quickly caught herself, lifting her chin and looking down her long, narrow nose at him. “You may have captured my body, sir, but you’ll have to
earn
my passion.”

He stared at her a long moment and then nodded, his expression filled with the reverence her body deserved. “It will be an honor, captain.”

~AN~

Cari reached out and grabbed him by the waistband of his jeans, yanking him closer. “The honor will be mine, hunter.” She dragged the snug denim over his narrow hips and dropped to her knees before him, a small moan of sheer need tickling her throat.

His big hands fisted as she looked up, sliding her tongue over the thick head of his chocolate cock. “Mm, sweet and salty dark chocolate.”

Her fingers squeezed his balls, pulling gently on the taut sac. “What is your first demand, master?”

Grimm groaned loudly, his head dropping back. “How could I demand more than this?”

She licked the thick head again and his throat convulsed in a hard swallow. “Suck it, vassal. Suck it hard and deep.”

She opened her lips and slipped his heavy shaft between them, her tongue sliding over the thick vein on its underside as she buried him as deeply as she could. It wasn’t nearly far enough because he was so long but Cari made up for it by firming her lips and running them over his cock in a quick, hard rhythm. His hands slipped into her hair, tangling in the strands and using them to increase her tempo.

Cari let him pop free and licked her way down the thick vein on the underside, nibbling it gently. He groaned, his legs spreading to give her more room as she sucked first one testicle and then the other between her lips.

Grimm reached down and grasped her arms, pulling her to her feet. “My turn.” He grabbed her around the waist and pushed her onto the cot on her hands and knees.

Her body a taut string of pure lust, Cari spread her knees as he crawled up behind her and licked his way up her thigh.

Her pussy clenched with hope as his hot tongue slipped along the crease between her thigh and her mons but he skipped over it, licking a hot trail along the other thigh.

Cari lowered her head to the cot, whimpering softly.

“What is it, vassal? What do you need?”

Grimm blew on her mons and she arched her back, crying out. “Suck me. Oh god, do it now.”

Grimm wasted no time doing as she’d commanded. Theirs wasn’t a true master and slave relationship. It was a bond built on mutual need and shared pleasure. His hot mouth covered her throbbing pussy and her head came up on a scream as he sucked her clit in hard, rhythmic draws, interspersed with delightful insertions of his talented tongue into her dripping pussy.

It took only moments for Cari’s head to drop to the mattress as release roared over her, turning her limbs to molten heat.

Her pussy still convulsing in residual pleasure, Cari lifted her hips as Grimm moved up behind her. He rained kisses along the top curve of her butt, his fingers sliding through the wet crease of her pussy. “Tell me what you want, vassal.”

“I want you inside me. Hard and hot and long.”

He licked her again and then bit down, Cari whimpering softly as pleasure spiked through her. “Yes, I’ve been very bad. Punish me.”

He followed the bite with a stinging slap of his hand. His tongue laved the sting, leaving behind only a delicious heat.

Cari nudged him with her butt, shameless in her need.

The thick head of his cock prodded her wet heat and she pushed backward, trying to impale herself on it. Grimm pulled away and she moaned, nearly desperate with lust.

“I’m going to fuck you, captain. But we’re going to do it my way.” He inserted himself slowly, only a couple of inches.

Cari gasped, surging backward, but Grimm stopped her.

“Not so fast. You see, I want to caress this little ring of nerves…” he thrust into her in short, slow bursts and pleasure sang through her. “Just there.”

Cari groaned and held very still. Every time the thick head of his hard shaft rubbed over her entrance bliss spread outward in a wave. Her knees were shaking under the power of a building orgasm.

Cari held her breath as the pleasure built and built until it couldn’t be contained anymore. Then her pussy tightened around his cock and the coil of need in her belly loosened in a heat-filled wash, unfurling through her.

She screamed his name and, as the waves of release overcame her senses, Grimm buried himself deep, sending her into a new spasm of delight that left her limp and breathless. But he wasn’t done, Grimm pounded into her as her body milked his in lazy pulses that quickly turned to something else as passion coiled and grew again.

Grimm suddenly withdrew and flipped her over, pulling her hips off the cot and seating himself deep. A whole new world of passion opened up for Cari. The sight of his big body moving over her, his firm, rounded pecs flexing as he took her in hard, fast thrusts, gave her pleasure a visual seasoning that nearly overwhelmed the physical.

He was all, big, gorgeous male and he was hers. Grimm’s square, bristled jaw clenched, his mouth opening on a soft expulsion of breath as his muscles tightened and his eyelids dropped closed on a groan of sheer pleasure.

He tucked his hips one last time, seating his shaft to the balls, and lost his grasp on restraint with a shuddering cry that deepened as Cari’s body fell into release along with him.

She grasped his broad shoulders, fingernails digging into his smooth skin as bliss claimed her, and let the joy of his pulsing shaft and her body’s answering vibrations pull the last of the sexual tension from her limbs.

He collapsed over her, his cock still jumping inside her body, and sighed. Resting his forehead against hers, Grimm began to move again, subjecting her sexual core to a gentle caress that promised more pleasure to come.

Cari placed her hands on either side of his handsome face and looked into his sexy brown gaze. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

Grimm shook his head, his lips touching hers. “I should have been honest with you.”

He stilled as she nodded and said, “I should be honest with you too, hunter.”

His eyes darkened and two lines appeared between them. “Yes. You should.” His arms and shoulders turned to stone as he waited, like a warrior anticipating his head being lopped off by an executioner.

Cari felt bad for torturing him. She really did. But he was her captor after all, the conqueror of her body and she thought he should have to earn his spoils. Cari lifted a finger and ran it over the indentations her nails had made on his shoulder, letting him wait for it.

Finally, she sighed. “I’m afraid I have bad news for you, hunter.”

If possible, his shoulders stiffened further. “Go ahead, just tell me. I’ll survive. I think.”

She looked up and saw it then, the sparkle in his gaze that told her he was on to her. She smacked him on the shoulder. “Damn it, Grimm!”

He laughed and the warm, mellow sound wound its way through her belly and settled right in her mons. “You might as well admit it, captain. You’re crazy about me, aren’t you?”

Her lips twisted as she tried not to smile. “Or just crazy.”

He laughed again.

She pulled his head down and stopped his laughter with a kiss that threatened to start the sheets on fire. When she pulled away, the amused sparkle was gone from his gaze and another kind of spark altogether resided there. She finally let her smile free. “Who’s the captive now, hunter?”

“Oh, it was always me, captain. I freely admit that. You captured my heart the moment you looked at me like you wanted to lick your way down my body.”

Indignation roared. “I did not!”

He tucked his hips, reminding her that he was still inside her body and growing harder by the moment. “Come on, Cari. Tell me what I want to hear.”

“Is that a demand?”

He nibbled her lips. “A heartfelt plea.”

She nodded. “Then I will honor it, happily.” She wrapped her legs around his hips, arching upward to deepen his penetration. “I love you Grimm Forbes. My heart is yours. My body is yours. For as long as you want to have them.”

Grimm whooped loudly, pulling her into a breath-stealing hug. “I happily accept them. But I think it’s only fair to warn you, I’m going to want them for a very long time, my beautiful captain.”

His mouth covered hers and heat spiraled, cutting off any further talk or thought. Cari thought she’d never been happier, and she couldn’t wait to face a long and happy future as the captive of her very own Sorceri Bounty Hunter.

USA Today Bestselling Author Sam Cheever writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Sam is the award-winning author of 50+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.

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