Undercover(23)
“Whatever you want. Ash, take from me in whatever way you want.”
Ash groaned. She got to him. Always had. She’d just given herself to him with a few words, and it wrecked him. His control weakened as he watched her ass sway. The lines from his nails rode down her perfect back, already beginning to fade.
He moved back to her, widening her thighs and the sound of her sigh slithered through him. He didn’t deserve her, but it wouldn’t stop him from taking her anyway. He needed Sera. The emptiness he’d felt had settled into him and had felt normal. It wasn’t until he’d seen her again that the desolation of his life had become so achingly apparent.
He’d had her. A beautiful, lush life with a woman who completed him. And then she’d gone, and he’d lived half a life with Kira. She’d left, and he’d had nothing but the military and a series of impersonal brief sexual interludes. Sex without connection. He hadn’t been celibate, but it wasn’t the same. It hadn’t filled the empty spaces.
His heart swelled with what she was to him.
Guiding his cock, he teased her entrance with it, rolling the head through the inferno-hot wetness of her cunt. She strained against the scarves holding her wrists, and he cursed himself for not bringing any gear with him. When they got back he’d spend weeks playing with different things, remembering her body and learning her anew. For now, he’d make do with scarves, his hands, and his cock.
“Please.”
Her voice had gone into a slur as sub-space settled in. His beautiful Sera, so quickly into sub-space when they played.
In one thrust he filled her until his balls slapped against the wet flesh of her pussy. Her inner walls fluttered around him, clutching and rippling as she made room for him.
He dragged out and pressed in deep. Over and over. Her hands were restrained, so he brought his own to her clit, playing with it and bringing her off quickly to take the edge off her desperation.
She writhed against him, pressing herself back into his thrusts to take more of his cock into her body. Her pussy slid around his cock, gripping him, luring him closer and closer to climax even as he worked to stave it off, not wanting the time spent inside her to end.
“You feel so good, Freka. Your pussy is hot and juicy for me. Tonight at the dinner I wanted to grab you and slide you down over my cock and have you ride me. Brandt watched you. I knew his cock was hard. He’d have come to stand next to me so you could lean over and suck his cock.”
A guttural moan broke from her as a pulse of her wetness nearly scalded him. The room was heavy with the scent of sex.
“Would you like that? To have everyone know what you do to Brandt and me?” he teased as she squirmed.
“Not a single woman in this ’Verse equals your beauty. Not in this system. Not any woman I’ve ever known. Give me another orgasm.”
At one time, all those years ago, he’d been able to command her orgasms, control when she came with a word. He’d been so in tune with her and her with him. He wanted that again.
“I don’t know,” she began, but he felt the telltale tightening of her pussy around him, and her sentence ended on a soft cry as she came when he flicked his thumb over her clit.
“You’re mine.” It was true. She was written into him.
She was silent for long moments until she burst out with a cry, “Yes. Damn you, Ash, I am.”
The admission broke his control, and he came hard, his teeth clenched around a hiss as he unloaded deep inside her.
That moment was total perfection.
“Well now. Someone is going to have to bring me to speed. I think I’ve missed a few things in my absence.”
Ash looked over his shoulder at Brandt, leaning in the doorway and smiling at the scene before him.
Chapter 14
Brandt turned back to his sister and brother-in-law after Ash left to deal with Sera. He’d wanted to go as well. It’d been difficult to watch her run, knowing she was hurt. But he’d understood it was time for Ash and Sera to work out their issues over Kira once and for all.
“Really, Brandt, one would think you would have better taste.” Kira wrinkled her nose. “Is this the reason I’ve received several messages from our mother in the last day?”
Brandt loved Kira, but he really wondered how they could come from the same family. “My taste is excellent, Kira, and I’ll warn you now to keep your opinion to yourself on this matter. Instead of discussing this and knowing we won’t agree, do you have time for a drink? We’ve not seen each other in some time.”
Kira looked as if she wanted to argue but held her tongue. She wasn’t totally stupid. Perry continued to look down the avenue where Sera had departed, and Brandt barely repressed the urge to pop the other man in the nose for disrespecting Sera and Kira that way.
“Of course. A visit would be pleasant,” she said somewhat sincerely.
They walked to a nearby cantina and sat, ordering drinks. He listened absently as Kira babbled on about their trip and all the new baubles she’d acquired. He’d winced when he heard Sera’s comments through the link and sent back his own.
Sometime during his sister’s interminable blathering, Brandt had heard Sera’s comments about him joking to Kira about her. He’d blanched at her estimation of him, but it was her pain that made him so antsy. He knew she’d been made that way by what she’d suffered, but he needed to comment back her way.
He itched to go back to the guesthouse and touch her, to show her with hands and mouth, with heart and head, just what she meant to him.
“You aren’t paying any attention to me, Brandt.”
He forced himself to focus on Kira and sent her a smile. “Of course I am. But there are only so many stories about new gowns any man can take. How long are you here in Nondal?”
His brother-in-law finally spoke. “Another few days. We have a friend coming in. We haven’t seen Giles for some time.” While his slight resemblance to Ash was discomfiting, the other man was nothing like Ash in personality. He was perfect for Kira really, weak, shifty, greedy.
And then he realized what his brother-in-law had said and stilled mentally. A connection to their chief suspect made Perry a suspect as well. Certainly, a connection to a Family like the Walkers and to the Pelas, too, would serve the Imperialists quite well.
“Oh really? I suppose we’ll most likely bump into each other at the parties, then.” He’d make a point of it.
“I suppose you’ll be bringing her with you? I do know how you men love to parade around your pets at these parties. Nondal gets worse and worse every time we come, I must say. Not that I’ll be at that party tomorrow. I’ll be safely off with the respectable women while the whores fetch things for you all. Giles has so many women now I don’t know how he can afford it. His poor wife doesn’t even bother with him. Why must you share a concubine, Brandt? There are plenty of women out there for you and Ash. You can each afford more than one of your own if you wanted. I suppose Ash has never really gotten over my leaving.” She sipped whatever frothy concoction women like her drank and happily lived in her own world.
He clenched his jaw for a moment, wanting to defend Sera, but it wasn’t part of the cover, so he let it pass. “I can’t see why anyone would have so many women. Perhaps they just haven’t found the right one yet. Are you speaking of Giles Stander, by any chance? I’ve heard he’s got so many concubines and mistresses he can’t keep up with the bills.” He tipped his chin at Perry.
“He does like the tables. But he’ll work it out; Giles always does. He’s very resourceful.” Perry’s smarmy smile made Brandt’s skin crawl.
Brandt stood and indicated to the cashier to charge his credit for their drinks. “I must get back. Kira, you look lovely as always. I will be seeing you and Perry soon, I’m sure.”
“Well, be sure not to expose me to your pet next time, Brandt. That was wholly unseemly.” Kira allowed a brief kiss of her cheek.
“I’m sure it wasn’t any great pleasure for her to have you react that way, either.” He waved, turned on his heel and headed back to the guesthouse.
The moment he entered, he heard them. His adrenaline kicked in as his cock hardened. Ash’s grunts played over Sera’s whimpers and moans as Brandt tossed aside his jacket and, on his way to the bedroom, unbuttoned his shirt.
Standing in the doorway, he watched Ash fuck into Sera. He found himself entranced by the glow of her skin as she strained against the scarves binding her wrists to the post at the head of the bed. The fire inside him rose along with his need for her. His urge to reassure her overcame his anger at her mistrust of his dealings with Kira.
“Well now. Someone is going to have to bring me to speed. I think I’ve missed a few things in my absence.”
“Well, Sela and I had a spat and were just making up.” Ash pulled out, cock glistening with Sera’s honey.
“I can see that.” Her back bore faint tracks where Ash’s nails scored into her skin. She still wore the blindfold, still remained bound.
“Should I untie her?” Ash asked, one hand idly playing over Sera’s clit.
“No.” Brandt pulled off the rest of his clothes and Ash moved to the side, lying next to Sera.