Bane: Elite Operatives (Bad Boys of X-Ops Book 4) (7 page)

Sexual Healing

“IT WASN’T BLAIZE’S CALL?” Kiki sat up in the bed.

“Nope.”

“Well, shit.” She shifted away from me.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She ran her fingers through her hair. “Nothing . . .”

“Doesn’t look like nothing.”

“You ever get the feeling something’s not right?” Glancing at me, she chewed on her bottom lip. “Especially with that unwarranted raid tonight?”

“Yeah.” I scowled. “Get that feeling all the time.”

Unwarranted raid
. Someone sure as fuck had thought they needed to bring the pain down on us. Americans, no less, with master firepower.

Hoped they got the message we weren’t to be fucked with—a message sent with the big kiss off of dozens of DOAs.

Standing slowly, Kiki paced toward the door. “I think I’ll go clean up. You should get some rest.”

“Yeah. I’ll do that.” My eyelids felt heavy as cement.

My leg fucking throbbed.

But the bigger pain came from seeing Kiki caught in a trap she didn’t realize had been set for her.

Rest? Bullshit.

I checked the dressing on my wound. I reloaded my gun. I drank more tequila, but never enough to get tanked.

Listening to the shower run, I shut my eyes, only opening them when Kiki walked back in, wrapped in a towel.

Her hair was shiny and wet, those light pink streaks damp-darkened. Her face scrubbed. Her eyes the lightest shade of blue imaginable.

“You make a terrible patient, you know that?” She checked her Glocks before setting them on the bedside table. “I gave you orders to sleep.”

I still didn’t know how she managed to make me smile even when shit was bad-side up in my life.

“Sleep’s overrated.”

“How’s the leg?”

“Hurts like a bitch. You could help though.” I winked at her.

“I could,
huh
?” She stepped closer, her voice turning breathy.

The change in her tone echoed the slight shift in the color of her irises, making them a little more turbulent. Darker. Dilated.

“How so?” she asked, and I watched her nipples perk up beneath the clinging towel.

“Come to bed with me.” My husky voice rumbled, rippling greed for her hitting me like a sudden shock to the system.

“I should keep watch,” she hedged.

“No. You shouldn’t.” Leaning forward, I grasped the bottom of the towel.

She slowly smiled, a sexy tilt of her suckable lips. “How’s me in bed gonna help, big boy?”

“I’ll show you.”

“I suppose you want me to take this off first?” She fingered the knot at the top of the towel.

I nodded, a ragged rush of air pelting from between my lips.

Fuck yeah.

When she dropped the towel, I almost chewed off my own tongue to get to her.

Slick flesh.

Toned body.

Handful tits.

Dark pink nipples.

The tats.
Fuuuck
. Delicate designs from her elbows to her wrists to the backs of her hands. Sexy as.

Legs long enough to wrap around my waist while I slammed into her.

“Kiki.” My hand moved to her leg, and my gaze followed the path I took from her knee to her thigh to her hip . . . “Damn, girl. You have no idea how hard you make me.”

The sheet tented at my groin. My cock rising, blood-filled, fully erect.

She gently pulled the sheet, bending over me. “This hard?”

Her breasts bobbed in my face, and I hungrily latched onto one crest, cupping the other swaying orb.

The sheet rasped over my rigid dick, which lifted higher as the fabric drifted lower beneath her guidance.

My balls were about ready to burst, and we hadn’t even gotten down to any action yet.

Kiki didn’t touch me. The only thing she handled was the blanket.

I switched to her other nipple, massaging my saliva into the other hanging crescent while I nipped and sucked and bit the pink peak in my mouth.

Her breath left in short streams of air, in little purrs from her throat.

The sheet fell to my thighs, pooling beneath my nutsack.

Finally, she touched me. Her fingernails traced up the underside of my dark, veiny, oversized cock.

I jerked my hips, a drop of hot precome sliding from the tip and hitting the Prince Albert piercing.

With both hands mashing her tits together, I suckled at the globes, licking up to her neck, nibbling her earlobe. Reaching lower to snake my hands to her ass, I lifted her onto the bed until she kneeled beside me, bent over me.

Her whisper-caress moved to the piercing, and every barely-there touch spun me into demented desire.

I grunted. Groaned.

Cupped.

Groped.

Sucked and licked all the gorgeous flesh I could get at.

Kiki fisted me in her hand, her fingers struggling to meet.

She didn’t stroke, but the teasing grip made my cock pulse harder.

“Give me your hand.” Kiki pursed her lips above the tip of my dick, and a dribble of spit fell from her lips to the shiny, bulging head.

She pulled away when I grunted, my hips shifting to reach her mouth.

Next to me, she moved closer, kneeled high.

I put my hand in hers, and she slid my palm, my fingers, up her inner thigh. Before I even hit her cunt, her skin was wet, shiny.

“This is how much I want you,” she whispered.

My body racked with heat and need, I slipped my fingers higher, finding her soaked pussy, so soft as I parted her, entered her tight hot hole with ease.

“Holy fuck.” I twisted my fingers, added a third, and watched as she arched from her undulating hips to her neck.

With her riding my hand, I kissed her stomach down to her clit, eating that hot cherry like ripe fruit.

Kiki cried out, almost crushing my hand between her thighs. Her cunt squeezed down on my fingers, her juice like rain coating my hand. She grasped her tits, milking every ounce of her orgasm in the wettest wildest vise I’d ever felt.

She panted, pulling away from my fingers, my face, when all I wanted was more of her taste.

I slicked my lips with her glossy come, licking it all off from my fingers.

My cock was dark with need, dribbling preejaculate by the gallons, my nads beginning to pull up. Ready for auto-launch if she didn’t get on it soon.

With Kiki’s taste in my mouth, I grasped the base of my shaft, pointing the obscene length at her.

“Get over here, girl.” My voice came out gravelly, guttural.

She licked her lips and moved onto her hands and knees between my thighs.

I widened my legs, wincing when the stitches pulled.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Her pursed lips paused, a breath away from covering my cock.

“Does it look like I’m in pain?” I held the base, a roar of blood in my ears, a rush of blood flushing the veins throbbing all down my length.

“Actually”—she engulfed the head of my cock in her warm, wet mouth—“yeah,” she garbled out.

“Different kind of pain.” I groaned when her tongue rolled across my cock slit, gathering all the leaking precome.

She tongued the piercing, pulling at it.

Almost pulling the come from my balls.

“You like pain?” Her teeth took little bites all around the dome of my dick.

Bolts of desire jolted to my spine. My toes curled. My cock filled harder.

“Yeah.” Grasping her hair, I wrapped it around my thick wrists. I pulled Kiki’s mouth onto my shaft, stamping my feet onto the mattress so I could buck into her mouth. Make her swallow me. “You?”

She came off me with a glug. “Yeah.” She slurped the side of my dick, guiding the girth in and out of her fist. “You wanna use me?”

“Yeah.” I sneered. “Get on your back.”

“I wasn’t done blowing you.” Her eyebrow arched. “Make me.”

I flipped her over, rolling between her spread legs.

Her cunt was one target I wouldn’t miss, the bright red slit hiding the one hole I wanted to fuck forever.

I grabbed her neck, bringing her mouth to mine. “Tell me you want it.”

I devoured her lips, bringing her tongue into my mouth, twirling around it. I ate her sighs and purrs and moans, lining my cock up with her gash, riding that cherry-red juiciness, not hilting inside yet.

“Tell me I’m not using you for a fast fuck, girl.” My thigh started to hurt, but it was the last thing on my mind. “I like it rough.”

Her calves rose to my hips, and I held her open, ready to drill her into the mattress.

She pulled on my cock, placing the broad head at her narrow slit.

Her teeth rasped my neck, her nails dug into my ribs. “Funny. I like it rough too.”

“Never would’ve guessed.” I grunted, holding off by the skin of my teeth from fucking her into the atmosphere. “Fuck. Condom.”

I fumbled off the bed.

“You don’t need a protection. We all get the same birth control.” She lay wide open, fingering her pussy, slipping her wetness all around.

Temptation.

Shit. Fuck.

Needed her.

Needed.

Wanted.

Hadn’t fucking gone bareback since . . .

Christ.

I couldn’t resist what Kiki was offering.

I prowled to her. “Ride me.”

Kiki slipped over me after I lay on the bed. She captured my cock in her hand then pointed the shaft at her cunt.

“
Ahhh
.” I squeezed her hips, held her waist, brought her down on me.

We kissed through wild gasping breaths, her breasts against me, her pussy a wet heaven she rolled up and down my pulsing dick.

She came quickly, her body thrown into an arch.

“Like that piercing, do you?” I thickened inside her, her convulsions almost throwing me over the edge.

Turned on like never before, I fucked up into Kiki’s climaxing cunt.

She squeezed me, her liquid heat running to my balls.

Her palms landed on my chest, and she tossed her head back.

Every move she made I met. The tight gyrations. The slow rolls. The endless orgasm as I nudged so deep inside her she’d never take a dick as far as mine again.

Sitting up with a grunt, I yanked her onto my cock, watching the wet slap-slap-slap of pussy on dick. Opening her. Fucking her.

Owning her.

I stuffed my hands into her hair, driving my mouth against hers. My cock sprayed, and it felt like her pussy licked up every single jet I exploded.

Squeezing.

Coming.

Gasping.

Groaning.

Kiki fell to the side, and the wet smack of my still-hard cock hit my abs.

“I think you killed me.” Her tits heaved with after-orgasm shocks.

I cupped one breast, my fingers thrumming across her bright nipple. I could feel her hammering heartbeat. “Feels like you’re still alive.”

“And I thought you were supposed to be wounded.” She reached up, combing her fingers through my short hair.

“Never felt better.” Smiling, I drew her closer to me.

“I should check the dressing though.”

“Forget about it, Kiki. It’s fine. I heal fast and shit.”

With my eyes shut, I felt her rising above me.

I squinted an eyelid open at her. “What?”

“Just looking at you.”

I snorted. “Bullshit. Not much to look at. Not like you.”

Snagging her to me, I cruised my lips up the length of her neck to land at her soft earlobe.

“Don’t sell yourself short,” she purred, rubbing her body against the front of mine. “You’re sexy in a dangerous way. Big and hard.”

“Yep. That’s me.” I rotated my hips up to her, nipping again at her earlobe. “Hard inside and out.”

When I squeezed her ass, she shifted her head out of my grasp.

“And hard to read.” Kiki kissed me with a wet dart of her tongue, and I wanted more, but she pulled back a little.

“Bane, the condom thing?” She lifted hazy ice-blue eyes to mine. “You didn’t want to do me bare?”

“
Nah
, it’s not that.” I scooted up in the bed, and she moved to kneel beside me. “Not worried about diseases or anything. It’s just something I don’t talk about. The other dudes don’t know.”

“What?”

I glanced away. “I’ve got a kid. I’m not good enough to be a dad. Don’t wanna knock anyone else up by accident.”

Baby Daddy

I FROWNED, SHRUGGING, BUT the pain of not really knowing my daughter was much more intense than the wound in my thigh.

“You’re a dad?” Her voice rose in surprise.

“In name only, I guess.” Rubbing a hand across my mouth, I leaned my head back. “I support them. Make sure they’re flush. Haven’t seen her much though . . . I knew I couldn’t be good enough for her. Not that I don’t wanna be part of her life.” I lit a smoke and brought it to my lips. “But what do I have to offer Allegra when this is the shit I’m tied up in? Too much blowback, not to mention a felony record. How can I be there for her like this? Just want what’s best for Allegra, and what’s best for her is protecting her from my crazy life, you know?”

I swallowed roughly, having told Kiki more than I’d ever meant to divulge.

“Allegra? Are you Greek?”

“No. I’m a mutt.”

“Join the club.” Kiki reclined next me, rubbing her hand up and down my arm.

“Her mom’s family is Greek.”

“Were you and her together long?”

I exhaled a stream of smoke, almost like expelling the tense emotions. “Depends if you consider twenty-four hours to be a long time.”

“
Whoa.
” Kiki’s eyebrows arched high. Then she frowned. “But don’t you want to get to know your daughter?”

“C’mon, Kiki. I separated myself for a reason. What the hell kind of parent would I be? I’ve got no role models. Pretty much raised myself.”

“Broken home?”

I stubbed out the smoke. “My dad was a big gambler. My mom skipped out on us when she couldn’t hack it anymore. He pretty much pissed away anything we could’ve had. He thought being a good father meant remembering to have PB & J in the house. All those nights he was out, I stayed up late watching reruns on TV—before he lost that too. Classic latchkey kid with the television babysitter. I got older, started getting into weight lifting. The cagefighting. Left the shithole as soon as I could. The rest is history. So, yeah, I know jack about good parenting.”

“Street kids unite.” Kiki huffed a sad laugh.

“Something like that.” I kissed her on the forehead. “Didn’t mean to bring you down.”

“Hey, I asked didn’t I?” She moved closer to me, her arms twining around my neck. “Do you have a picture of Allegra?”

I got her to pass me my phone and pulled up the latest of my girl. Her dark brown hair was all kinds of curly and her grin revealed a small gap between her two front teeth. Her eyes, though. Same as mine. One hazel. One blue. Hoped I hadn’t cursed her with my bad luck on top of everything else.

But the tat of Allegra’s name on the back of my neck, hidden by dozens of other designs? That I’d never regret.

“
Oh
. Look at her!” Kiki took my phone with a big smile. “She looks a little mischievous.”

“Wonder where she gets that from, right?”

“She’s what? Ten?” Kiki asked.

“Yeah. You know a lot about kids?”

“Well”—she looked mischievous, too—“I used to be one. Sort of.”

Yet again she pulled one of those unwilling smiles from me.

“She
is
a cutie, isn’t she?” I took one last look at Allegra before shutting down my cell and placing it aside. “Shit. No place for kids in this line of work anyway.”

“What about Walker? Justice? They’re both talking about it.”

I smoothed my fingers down the sinuous curve of her back. “They’re optimists.”

“You’d call Walker an optimist?” Her eyes flipped up in shock.

“Okay. He’s a straight-up sadist or something. But Jus? Pretty Boy? Fuck yeah. He and Tilly are super shiny people.”

“So the two of us probably shouldn’t get involved.” Kiki’s lips ghosted from my shoulder to the sensitive cords of my neck.

“Definitely a bad idea.” Grunting, I clasped her closer.

“You were right.” She licked down to my chest, circling the disc of my nipple with the tip of her tongue until I shuddered. “Still waters really do run deep.”

“Don’t be fooled. I just wanted you to pity me so you’d let me fuck you again.”

“Is that a joke? Oh my God. Griffin Bane, a sense of humor?” She bit the nipple in her mouth, and I groaned.

“Don’t get used to it.” Hauling her up, I captured her mouth with mine.

Kiki’s moan sliced through the pain of the past, the pain of the bullet hole, the scars all over my soul. Her tongue tripped across mine and played chase, sometimes sucking, sometimes seeking deeper into my mouth until it was hard to breathe. Fierce, fuck-now arousal pounded through me.

I sucked and pulled at her bottom lip. “I want your cunt. On my face.”

Kiki panted when I slipped a finger between her legs. Her wet slit opened, and I teased the crease—up and down but never inside.

“I’ll make it easy for you.” She arched up above me, her gorgeous body tight, glowing, mouthwatering.

Turning around, she split her knees beside my head and gave me prime pussy eating. Braced on her arms, her face hovered above my cock while she lowered her slick sweet sex to my mouth.

I licked around her labia and felt her breath wash against the head of my dick. “You gonna suck me, girl?”

With one hand roving up the center of her back, I gently pushed her down. All the while I pressed her thighs wider, pulled her down harder. I kissed her bright center, licking at the swelling, liquid pussy spread before me.

And when she took me in her mouth with long deep sucks and flickering tongue-action . . . pure 69 nirvana.

Kiki muffled a moan with my cockhead between her lips, the piercing she toyed with sending me into complete sensory overload.

She whimpered when I groaned, my tongue circling her clit, one finger sliding in and out. When I joined it with a second finger, pumping her, she flipped her head up long enough to scream. A rush of sweet liquid streamed into my mouth—hot come I slurped and sucked.

Breathing hard, she wound her hair around the rigid shaft of my cock, babbling as she stroked me.

I kept eating her. Grasping her thighs harder. Biting and grunting, melding my mouth to her beautiful slit, giving up all pretenses of anything but being a greedy bastard for her cunt.

She came again, and I yanked her off my dick, watching her legs tremble. Hoarse sounds fell from my chest—her name, curses. My cock was ready to punch holes through walls.

I pulled her up beside me, rolled next to her with one forearm holding her against my chest.

“If you pop those stitches . . .” she gasped out.

“Don’t worry about me. You just need to keep up.” That time there was no pretense of stopping for a condom.

I lifted her top leg, spooned close behind her, and thrust to the hilt inside the clasping wet ride of her cunt.

“Challenging me?” Kiki arched into me, moaning.

I bit her neck to hold her in place. Like an animal.

The room smelled like come and sex and fucking.

With a hand on her belly, I pressed down to where I was buried deep inside. I twisted her nipples, brushed them with my palms, guided her to my grinding cock.

When she was good and soaked, pulsing around me, I withdrew.

Kiki brought my hand to her mouth, and suckled a finger inside.

“You hot bitch.” I pushed back into her, the slow motion wreaking havoc with my body.

My chest crushed against her back. My cock thrashed in and out of her pussy. Kiki came back just as hard, winding me up until I swore with every deep lunge into her tight heat.

“Thought you were worried about my leg,” I gnashed out against the side of her neck.

“I want your come.”

My eyelids slammed shut, the onrushing tide pulling at my balls, tingling in my groin. “When I heal up I’m gonna bend you over a table and fuck you so hard from behind you’ll come whenever you hear my name.”

“Yessss!”

Holding her hips still, I pistoned into her—the fast hard wet slap of skin and cock and cunt setting fire to my veins.

I bellowed her name as the flashpoint ripped through me from my toes to my cock. Deep inside Kiki, I blasted hot semen, pumping. Again. Again. Again.

Her hips swiveled with each jet I poured into her, her cries fueling me.

With my head bent to her shoulder, I swallowed in shallow breaths. “Jesus Christ. You are a workout and a half, Damage.”

She panted beside me. “Me? Holy hell. I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle you when you’re in full working order.”

Pulling out of her caused her to groan, me to grunt. “Should clean you up. Can’t move, babe.”

“Aren’t you chivalrous?” Her fingers moved down her belly, and she smeared wet come from between her legs with her fingers. “I’m pretty good at taking care of myself.”

She slurped a finger into her mouth.

I chased the taste from her tongue. “Don’t do that again. Fucking tease. We need to get some shuteye, and I can’t do that with a hard cock.”

“I promise to behave, sir.” She smirked.

I hit the light then pulled a blanket over us.

Kiki rolled half onto my chest, plying light fingers over my muscles. “Goodnight.”

“’Night.”

She lay beside me, and I just knew she wasn’t even attempting to go to sleep. The woman always had something to say and needed the last word.

Funny. That thought made me smile.

“I can hear you thinking over there.” I kissed the top of her head.

“You should think about seeing Allegra. Every child deserves to know her parents. And I can tell you want to.”

“If I’m that see-through I probably need to find a different profession.”

“I’m beginning to know you, and you’re not such a hardass.”

“Let’s see if I live through this cartel bullshit first,
huh
?”

And if I let Kiki live, too
.

Jesus.

I was well and truly fucked.