Pursued (59 page)

“That’s right, baby,” she heard Merrick rumble as he lapped her open pussy. “Come for me. Come hard all over my face.”

His dirty words brought on a second orgasm and she moaned, clenching around his invading fingers. At last when she was finished and the last spasm had rocked her body, Merrick looked up at her.

“Better now, baby?” he asked, looking at her with concern.

“Yes.” Elise bit her lip. “And no. I need…need more, Merrick. Please, can’t we just try—”

“No.” He got up abruptly and came to sit beside her on the bed. His lips were still shiny from her juices but his eyes were hard. “I told you, baby, we can’t risk that.”

“Please,” Elise pleaded softly. “It felt really good when you tasted me, Merrick, but I can’t help myself—I need
more.”

“Gods, baby,” he groaned, putting an arm over his eyes. “You’re driving me crazy here.”

“Am I?” Feeling daring, Elise reached out to capture the hard length of his shaft, still imprisoned inside the black silk sleep-pants he wore.

Merrick gasped and grabbed her wrist. “Elise…”

“Please,” she whispered, squeezing the thick, hot bar of his cock gently in her fist. “Please, Merrick. What if we went really,
really
slowly. And what if I was on top—just like I was that first time I touched you? You know, when you let me handcuff you?”

At last the stubborn refusal on his face began to fade. “That
did
seem to work pretty well,” he admitted grudgingly. “You think maybe if you were in control…?”

“Yes!’ Elise nodded eagerly. “If you just sit there—maybe with your hands behind your back…”

“Okay.” He sighed. “We’ll try it. But I can’t promise to go all the way with it, baby. And…and even if we did…” He sighed.

“I know,” Elise said softly. “We won’t get our bond back. But please, Merrick—I just want to try.”

“You got it.” Slowly, as though trying not to startle her, he reached down and pulled his sleep pants off. Then he sat back against the headboard of the bed with his hands firmly behind his back. “I’m all yours, baby. Do what you want with me.”

The first thing Elise wanted to do was to explore, to relearn his big, muscular body and know it as she had the first time they’d really touched. Any fear she might have felt after the trauma she’d suffered with Charles was mitigated by the fact that Merrick was letting her take charge.

She crawled to the head of the bed and pressed herself against him, rubbing her bare breasts against his chest, loving the feel of his muscular warmth against her tight nipples.

Merrick groaned softly as she pressed closer, burying her face in his neck as she crushed her breasts against him. She could feel his muscular arms trembling, as though he longed to hold her, to touch and cup her soft breasts, but they stayed firmly behind his back. Clearly he was committed to letting her have complete control.

Leaning up, Elise kissed him, capturing his mouth with her own. She could taste her own essence on him, warm and sweet and salty and it sent a surge of lust straight through her. Gods, she tasted delicious on his mouth. Slipping her tongue between his lips, she tasted deeper, then delicately caressed the sharp tips of his fangs with her tongue, making Merrick groan again.

Her whole body vibrated with the low sound as she pressed against him, loving the feeling of being in charge, of doing whatever she wanted to the man she loved.

“Enjoying yourself, baby?” he murmured, giving her a small grin when she finally broke the kiss.

“Immensely,” she said, smiling back. “But I still want more.”

“Just be careful.” He gave her a concerned look. “Take it slow.”

“I am—can’t you tell?” Giving him another playful grin, Elise ran the tip of her tongue from the edge of his strong jaw, down the side of his throat, and over his muscular chest before capturing the flat, copper disk of one nipple between her teeth.

“Ow!’ Merrick complained, laughing as she nipped him gently. “I thought you only liked bonding fruit—didn’t know
I
was on the menu.”

“But you
are
.” Feeling even more daring, Elise lapped once more at this nipple and then continued to lick a long, ticklish line down his chest and rippling abdomen.

“Baby?” Merrick sounded uncertain. “What are you doing?”

Elise looked up and took his thick, throbbing shaft in her hand. “Exploring you. Tasting you the way you tasted me.”

“You don’t have to,” he murmured. “You know that, baby.”

“I know.” She gave him a cat-like smile and leaned down to place a soft, sucking kiss on the broad head of his cock. “But I
want
to.”

“Gods!” Merrick threw back his head and groaned as she explored the tiny slit in the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue. A small, salty droplet of precum appeared and she licked it up with relish.
Delicious.
She wondered if it would really help her stretch to take him in—
all
of him. Of course, she didn’t need to worry about that now, since she had the bonding fruit. And though Merrick wanted to take things slow and be careful, she was determined to go all the way.

She licked him some more, running her tongue over the broad, head of his cock and down the thick, velvety shaft. God, she loved how soft and hot his skin was here. How she could feel him throbbing in her hand when she wrapped her fingers around his cock. She wasn’t sure if it was the bonding fruit or the fact that she’d wanted to do this for so long, but she felt as though she’d shed all her fears and inhibitions. For the first time ever she felt completely free, and it was a wonderful, intoxicating feeling.

Suddenly, she couldn’t wait anymore. Sitting up, she straddled his hips and looked him in the eyes. “Merrick, I want to try it.”

“Baby…” He had a pained look in his mismatched eyes. “I don’t know…don’t know if you should.”

“It’s all right,” she assured him. “I swear it is—I’m not afraid.”

“Not now, you’re not,” he murmured darkly. “But what if you start being afraid later? I told you, Elise, there is a point of no return with me. I just don’t want you to get there and feel trapped.”

“I could never feel trapped with you,” she whispered, leaning forward to kiss him. “You make me feel so safe, Merrick. And I love it that you let me be in charge.”

He gave her a little half grin that exposed his fangs. “Yeah, I kinda get off on it too. Though it’s fucking hard to just sit here and not touch you when you’re torturing me with those soft little hands and that hot little mouth of yours.”

“I’m about to torture you some more.” Sitting back, Elise pulled her red tank top over her head, baring her breasts for him so that she was completely naked.

Merrick groaned, his gaze roving hungrily over her body. “Gods, baby, you don’t know what you do to me.”

“Yes I do. It’s the same thing you do to me.” She gave him a naughty smile.

He sighed. “I still don’t think we should do this.”

“I do. Let me try to convince you.” Leaning forward, she let her breasts brush gently against his face, loving the feel of her tight nipples against his rough cheeks. The prickly touch of his whiskers against her sensitive flesh sent shivers of pleasure down her spine.

“All you’re convincing me of is that you’re going to drive me crazy, a little bit at a time,” he complained, his deep voice raspy with lust.

A little bit, hmm?
His words gave Elise an idea.

“Merrick,” she murmured. “I know you don't want to go all the way but what if we just tried putting the tip in? You know, just the head?”

He frowned. “I don’t know…”

“Just a little bit,” Elise continued hurriedly. “That way I could see how I felt about it. And we could take things nice and slow.”

“Well…” His eyes strayed to the place between her thighs and Elise knew he was imagining how it would feel to have her soft, slippery pussy envelope his cock.

“Please?” she murmured. Teasingly, she spread her legs wider, opening herself to give him a better view. God, she didn’t know where she was getting the courage to act like this but she
liked
being the aggressor. Maybe it was a side effect of the bonding fruit, or maybe she was reclaiming her body, using it for her own pleasure instead of it being used for anyone else’s. Whatever the reason, she had never felt so powerful in her life.

“All right.” Merrick caved at last. “But only the tip,” he warned. “No more. I don’t want you to get scared or hurt.”

“You could never hurt me,” Elise said softly. Then she moved back so that his thick cock was directly underneath her pussy. Grasping his shaft, she let the broad head slide over her heated clit, moaning at the bolt of pure pleasure the intimate contact sent through her body. Merrick groaned too and she could see that his eyes were still glued to the place where they were almost joined. Slowly, carefully, Elise slid his cock down until the broad crown was lodged just at the entrance to her body. Then, biting her lip in concentration, she pressed until just the tip slid inside her hot pussy.

The sensation was immediate and intense.
In me—oh God, he’s in me!
screamed a little voice in her head and for a moment Elise wasn’t sure if she was on fire with pleasure or completely freaked out. The old, bad memories wanted to intrude, the feelings of being invaded when she didn’t want to be, of being taken against her will. In the past she would have put those feelings and memories in the vault. But now the vault was gone and she had to find another way to deal with them.

Elise took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
This is Merrick,
she reminded herself calmly.
He would never, ever hurt me. He loves me. And besides,
I’m
in charge here.
I’m
on top and calling the shots. Everything is going to be okay.

“Baby?” Merrick asked, his deep voice hoarse with worry. “Take it out if you can’t stand it,” he urged. “Don’t hurt yourself.”

“No.” Elise took another deep breath. “No, I’m okay. I just…had to deal with something for a minute.”

“You sure?” he looked at her anxiously.

“Positive,” Elise assured him. “In fact, I think I want to try some more.”

“I don’t know…” He frowned.

“I’m over the worst of it now,” Elise told him. “It just…took a little adjustment. Now I want
all
of you in me.”

Merrick shook his head. “Not all. Not yet. Maybe…half.”

“All right,” Elise agreed, willing to take what she could get. Slowly, she lowered herself down, letting his hot shaft slide deeper into her pussy. God, he was thick! She was glad she’d eaten the bonding fruit now. Forget about his mating fist, just letting his shaft fill her was stretching her to the limit! But she didn’t feel any pain, and the trauma she’d experienced when he first entered her was gone too. Now she only felt pleasure—the pleasure of being penetrated by the man she loved, of giving herself to Merrick, of letting him fill her. But she still needed
more.
“Merrick…” she whispered pleadingly.

Slowly, he nodded. “If you want to, baby. And if you’re really not scared.”

“I’m not,” Elise assured him. “I just want you in me—all of you.”

“All right then, sweetheart,” he growled softly. “Come down.”

With a little moan of pure pleasure, Elise let herself settle down on him completely. There was an even deeper stretching sensation as his thick shaft invaded her pussy and then she felt the broad head of his cock kiss the mouth of her womb and knew he was completely inside her…well,
almost.

Looking down, she stroked the hard ridge around the base of his cock lightly with her fingertips. She could feel it throbbing against her, pressing against her sensitive clit and inner pussy. Could she really take that huge thing inside her? More importantly, did she even want to try?

Yes,
Elise decided, still stroking the ridge.
Yes, I do—so much. And I want to feel his fangs in me too. I want all of him—all of Merrick. And I want him to have all of me. Even if we aren’t able to form the bond again, I still want to experience bonding sex.

Merrick seemed to sense her thoughts because he was already shaking his head. “No, baby,” he said in a low, strangled voice. “No. There’s no coming back from that. I don’t want you to feel trapped, to not be able to get away from me.”

“Why would I want to get away?” Elise pressed against him, moaning softly as his cock sank even deeper into her pussy. It had seemed impossible before, but now she felt like she really
was
stretching to let him in. But she needed a little help. “Merrick,” she whispered, looking up at him. “
Please
.”

He sighed softly. “All right. But if we’re really going to do this, I need my hands free. Need to hold you by the hips in order to get all the way in you.”

“Yes.” Elise nodded. “Yes, go ahead. It’s okay.”

Slowly, he drew his hands out from behind his back and flexed his fingers. “Been hanging onto the damn headboard for dear life,” he explained when he saw her watching him. “Like I said, it’s fucking hard not to touch you when you’re teasing me like that.”

“Like this, you mean?” Elise raised herself, letting a few thick inches slide free of her pussy and then sat down hard, letting him thrust back in. They both groaned at the pleasurable sensation and Merrick nodded.

“Yeah. Like that.”

Slowly, gently, he put his hands on her hips and stroked up and down her sides and back. “Okay, baby? You’re sure you want to go through with this? If I slip my mating fist inside you, we’ll be locked together for a long time—possibly hours. Are you good with that?”

Elise bit her lip. Was she really prepared to make this commitment? To trust Merrick this much with her body? She didn’t even really need to ask—the answer was yes.

“It’s all right,” she told him, reaching out to cup his cheek. “I know…know you’d never hurt me. So yes, Merrick, I want this. Want you all the way inside me. Please.”

“If you say so, baby. But come here.” He adjusted their position, sitting up a little against the headboard and drawing her closer to him. “Hold on to me,” he commanded softly. “And look in my eyes. I want to watch you while I do this. While I take you completely.”