The Rogue Hunter's Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 10] (Siren Publishing Classic) (27 page)

“I like that plan,” he murmured against her hair. Thankfully the jet was in sight and they finally were able to ditch the damned rent-a-security. How he resisted the urge to flip them the bird she’d never know, but she was impressed. He let her go up into the plane first with him right on her tail.

Bethany took the first seat on the left next to the window and waited for Z to settle in next to her. Buckling her belt she slipped her hand into his and gave it a squeeze. “We will go back to the bedroom as soon as this bird is in the air. For now we are good here, right?”

“Absolutely,” he said, sliding his hand up her leg to squeeze her right at the V of her legs. Rubbing his pinky over her damp pants he smiled at her. “I’m very good sitting right here for a little while.”

“Oh you are so bad.” But she loved him being bad so she couldn’t argue one single word he said. “But I rather love that about you, too.” She widened her legs and laid her hand on his thigh. Grinning up at him she said, “I think we should both see if we can’t get one another off as we take off. What do you think?”

Growling softly he leaned in to kiss her hard and fast. “I think you are onto something there, darling,” he whispered. Moving his hand he undid her pants and slid his fingers in and under her panties to stroke her wet flesh.

She bit her lip and lifted up as far as she could with the seat belt on and grinned. “God, I love you,” she whimpered and pushed harder against him. Working her hand against his thick cock she smiled. “Unfair advantage, Zaidu,” she muttered and worked on his pants. “I need you. I need you to be freed, dearest mine, because I want and I need to touch every single part of you.”

“What more do you want? You’ve got my cock in your hand.” He growled softly but at her near snarl he worked his jeans down a little so she had better access. “Not my fault you’re easy access,” Zaidu teased, leaning over to kiss her neck as he pressed his fingers into her pussy.

“You love that I’m easy access,” she told him with a smile. “God that feels amazing.” She purred. “I love it when you touch me. So very, very much,” she told him with a smile. “It feels so very good.” Her hand closed on him and she began to rub him harder and faster, determined to allow him to enjoy the moment just as she was.

Spreading her wider, he rubbed her clit with the heel of his hand as he pumped his fingers in and out of her slick body. “Kiss me,” he said quietly as the engines started to increase in volume. They would be taxiing soon.

Fuck it, she thought to herself and undid her belt. She shifted and moved so that she was facing him in his lap and leaned in. Her lips brushed to his. “Fuck me,” she demanded and stroked him with her fingers while moving up and down on his fingers.

Catching her around her waist he slid down in his seat a little as he helped her over him. Grabbing his cock he held it still for her to slide down slowly over him as he kissed her. Wrapping his other arm around her to keep her safe he sucked on her lip.

She felt the plane taxiing and shivered while she moved on him. Leaning in she kissed him again and moved on him as they moved down the runway. In their minds she whispered,
More. Touch me, Zaidu. Move your hands over my body, because you are killing me.

Growling softly he undid her shirt, pulling her bra down under her breasts and cupping one in his hand. Squeezing the soft flesh he pinched and rolled her nipple as he rubbed his fingers over her anus and pressed one in slowly.
Move faster on me. We’re about to take off.
He growled in her mind.

She did just that. Bethany began to move on him harder, faster, and with more intent than she previously had. She moved on him harder, desperate to have him going right over the edge with her when they finally made it to the air. “Please,” she whispered now against his lips. “God, please.”

“More,” he demanded, pinching her nipple as he pushed his finger into her deeper and stroked her. Moving his mouth over her shoulder, he scraped his teeth to her mark and shuddered when she drenched him in her juices. Pressing his teeth into place he slowly applied pressure just as the plane picked up speed and the nose started to lift.

She pushed back against his finger that was stroking in and out of her ass. She rode him faster, harder, and gave him everything. Bethany whimpered and when his teeth bit into her mating mark she exploded around him. A scream was caught against his shoulder from her and pleasure streaked through her body in rampant desperation for relief.

Exploding into her body just as they were jolted back in the seat at takeoff, Zaidu howled as quietly as he could against her flesh. She was squeezing him so tight, the pressure of them being smooshed together and the orgasm all at once nearly had his head popping off his shoulders.

When the plane leveled out Bethany was still gasping for air. Licking her lips she dropped her forehead to his shoulder and sighed. “Gods that was…” Wow. She just didn’t have the damn words to say just how good it had been to be able to give up and be free with him like that. It had been a rush. The whole process of the plane taking off and their orgasm, yep, she could totally begin to love flying.

Releasing her shoulder, he licked at her skin gently, waiting for his breathing to return to normal and for his eyes to return to their upright and stable position. Hugging her to him he rubbed his nose along her neck. “Wonder if we could get them to do that a few more times,” he said with a throaty chuckle.

She couldn’t help but giggle at that and shook her head. “You are a funny man.” She teased him with a smile. “I seriously doubt that they would again and when they figure out what we were doing during takeoff I have a feeling we will be flying commercial for a while.”

Snorting at that, he kissed her full on the lips. “Then we won’t ask and we’ll just go to the bed in back and fuck like bunnies for a while. I have the need to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow for a little longer, Bethany.”

“And I have a need to let you,” Bethany said without hesitation. “How about you carry us so that you don’t leave my body?” She grinned cockily and added, “Unless of course you would like to fuck my ass again, and then come over my back before we try this all over again?”

“I like option two,” he said with a grin, “especially since I’m belted in and, at the current angle, would dump you on your head if I tried to move us. So let’s go with safety first and I’ll fuck your perky little ass to get us good and revved up.”

“I love how that sounds.” She moved upward and off of him, a small cry coming from her throat when she did so. Hand braced on his shoulder and legs shaking, she whispered, “I will be waiting for you, baby, ass in the air and playing with my pussy while you find your way to me.” As fast as she was able, she took off for the bed so she could put words into actions.

Groaning as his cock bobbed in need, “Wench,” he called after her. Grinning at the laugh that trailed out of the bedroom, he managed to unhook himself and strip down. Grabbing up the bits of discarded clothing he headed for the back on shaky legs and shut and locked the door, dropping everything, including what he’d just finished pulling off, into a pile. Licking his lips he watched her on the bed. “Are you ready for me?” he asked her on a growl of pure need and desire.

“Very,” Bethany shot back and slid her fingers out of her dripping pussy and circled her anus once more, slickening it with her own juices and the juices that were dripping from her body now from him. “Please, Z, I need you,” she demanded.

Gripping his cock, Zaidu stroked his fist down the length and then back up, knowing her eyes were on him. Climbing up on the bed he eased behind her and rubbed the head through her pussy and teased her clit with a couple short little thrusts. Grinning at her growl he moved to her anus and, with care for his mate, pressed his cock into her in one slow, long slide until she held him tight.

Bethany was gasping for air. Her ass quivered as it held him tightly. “So good,” she whimpered and lifted her back to arch against him, moving her hand once more. She removed her fingers from her pussy to grab his balls, rolling them gently with her wet digits and then pressing her fingers back into her tight cunt once more. “God, so good.”

Spreading her cheeks, he pressed in deeper and deeper on each thrust. “That’s it, baby,” he growled as he fucked her. His one hand resting on her spine, he bent over her a little to play with her tight nipples, tugging and rolling them as he pressed into her tight ass.

“So good.” She was repeating herself but her mind simply wouldn’t form more words than those. She pushed back on him, time and again moving her fingers from her wet pussy to stroke his tight balls and back again. She moved with him and when he touched her nipples she shivered and shook. “Please.” Gods, it shouldn’t be so soon, never should be so quick but with him it was.

Rocking his cock into her faster he tugged on her nipples, letting them snap from his fingers. “Let go, love, come for me, scream for me, squeeze my cock hard,” he told her when she began to tremble. “Come for me, Bethany, come hard for me, baby.”

Bethany pushed back hard on him and screamed. She came hard and fast and sobbed his name as she did so. “Please, Zaidu!” she cried again when he let her breasts go. Her nipples ached from the pinching that he had done, and Gods, she came a second time from that release.

Coming hard, he held her to him as he spilled into her ass, his cock knotting and nearly strangling the stream as she squeezed around him. “Oh Gods,” he roared out as his body bucked against hers, creating more friction.

Bethany screamed and tears burnt her eyes but it was such an amazingly good feeling. Her body fell against the bed and she gasped for air. “Hold me tight.” He was still locked inside of her ass. It hurt, but it felt so really very good as well. Damn she loved that she had gotten him to lose control as she had.

Pulled down with her, he grunted and wrapped his arms around her. Rolling them to their sides so they were spooned and she wasn’t trying to yank his cock out by the roots, he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked in concern. He’d heard pain in her last scream and that terrified him beyond all belief.

“It hurt but it was a good hurt. I know how weird that sounds but it felt so good even though it did hurt to feel you swelling inside of me. I love it, baby, so don’t even for a half second be upset, because I loved it.” She refused to let him think that she didn’t like it.

Brushing his lips over her neck Zaidu let out a breath and nipped her skin lightly. “You scare me when you do shit like that, love. Are you trying to see how many years you can take off my seriously long lifetime or what?”

“I wasn’t trying, honey,” she told him with a smile. “I just hadn’t expected it.” She should have. She just didn’t think he would lose control like that since they had just both gotten off less than an hour or whatever earlier. “I love you, honey, but I want a nap,” she whispered softly before closing her eyes. “Then we can do this all over again.”

“Damned straight we will,” he said, pressing a kiss to her throat. Moving an arm, Zaidu tugged up the blankets and covered her up. “Sleep, babe, we have a good few hours to go before we’re home.” And they had her brother to deal with.

Lifting her face to the sun Bethany sighed happily. A smile crossed her lips and she turned to watch Zaidu. Shaking her head she could only smile. God she loved that man but there were times when she swore that he picked an argument just to pick one. She walked toward the waiting limo and lifted her hand to shade her eyes, the sun catching on the high shine of the wax of the vehicle. She stopped at the side and turned to watch Z as he and one of the other Rogue Hunters walked toward the limo, engaged in a heated argument that was getting louder with each step.

Shaking her head she turned to slide into the cool interior of the car but came face to chin with the driver. “Hello, sister dear.” From the face that was now so close to hers, she heard the voice of her nightmares. Looking up with wide eyes she gasped and that’s when the odd feeling of cold started to set in. When he began to laugh she looked down between them and saw his hand, covered in—
blood?
—between them. It was a horrific moment that seemed to just simply stop as she watched a silver blade pull from her body, covered in her blood. “Bri?” she whispered and felt him release her, her whole body giving way to the numb sensations of cold that filled her. Scrambling back she fell out of the car onto the pavement. In her mind she could have sworn she heard shouts, weapons fire, something, but the last thing she thought of was her bond-mate.
Z,
she whispered in his mind and desperately clung to the feeling of his very willpower pushing into her body.
Brian, he’s here,
she thought to tell him finally as her vision began to waver and darkness started to creep into her being.
No!

Fighting, she forced her eyes open, her vision shaded by a silhouette that she couldn’t make out, and found herself reaching again for the only person that mattered in her life, would ever matter in her life.
Zaidu?

“Get him,” he snarled at the other Hunter as he slid across the pavement to her side. “Babe, I’m here,” he whispered, easing her head up gently onto his thigh. Tearing her shirt open he cursed before pulling his own shirt off over his head and pressing the material into the wound. Fumbling for his phone he got it out. “Q, it’s Zaidu, Bethany’s been stabbed. I need medical help now. Gods.” He forced his normal calm into place but it wouldn’t stay. “She’s bleeding out, man,” he whispered, letting the phone fall to the ground as he gathered her into his arms. “You will hold on, Bethany. You are not leaving me now, damn it, not after you made me fall in love with you,” he whispered, rocking her back and forth even as he kept pressure on the wound.

Bethany nodded and smiled up at him.
Not leaving you. Never leaving you.
She couldn’t speak aloud. It was too hard to simply breathe so even thinking of speaking was bad.
I love you, Zaidu. I’m just so very cold.
She felt the magic of Quincy as he appeared near them and she shuddered.
Don’t leave me? Don’t let me go. Please. I don’t think I can hold on if you let me go.