Cain's Salvation (Passion in Paradise - The Men of the McKinnon Sisters) (14 page)

“Our children?” Cain repeated, latching
onto those words she’d uttered like a lifeline as his body went hot.  “Did
you just say ‘our children’?”

“Well, we’ll start with one, but I had
four sisters, Cain.  I don’t think I’d know how to take care of
just
one child,” Faith replied, her lips curling into a serene smile as his arms
enfolded her and tumbled her back against the pile of sleeping bags on the
cooler floor.  “Mmmmm,” she hummed as his hungry lips covered hers and his
tongue thrust inside her mouth.

“I swear, I’ll be the best husband and
father I can be, Faith,” he whispered between deep, reverent kisses. 
“Just say you forgive me, and I’ll spend the rest of my life proving I can be
the kind of man you deserve.”

Pulling her lips from his, Faith stared
up into his solemn gaze.  “You are already the man I deserve.  You
always were, Cain.  You just got lost for a little while, but you found
your way home.”

“Can we make that official?” Cain asked
deeply, shoving his hand into his pocket and pulling out the ring box he’d
carried with him since Honor had returned it the day she’d arrived to blast
Mohammed from the mountain.

Lifting her head, Faith’s gasped as his
fingers deftly opened the crushed velvet box.  “My ring,” she
whispered.  “You have it with you?”

“I
always
had it with me,” Cain
mumbled, flushing guiltily as he pulled the diamond engagement ring out of the
pillowed slot with shaking fingers.  “It’s been burning a hole in my
pocket for weeks.  I want this back where it belongs,” he proposed
deeply.  “I love you, sweetheart.  Marry me, Faith.  Please, be
my wife.  This time, I promise nothing on Earth will tear me away from
you.  Not a war.  Not my own fears and insecurities.  Nothing
will ever separate us again.”  Groaning as he watched a fat tear drop
slide from the corner of her eye, he winced.  “Don’t cry, baby,” he
begged.  “It’s too soon, isn’t it?  I’m sorry.  I can wait,” he
said quickly as he began to withdraw his hand.

Grabbing his wrist, Faith shook her
head.  “No!  I just… I never thought I’d hear you say those things
again.  I want to marry you.  I want you any way I can have you.”

Covering her mouth with his, he slid the
gold band over her trembling finger before crushing her against his chest.
  “I’m sorry, Faith.  I’m so, so sorry for everything,” he
whispered, burying his against her sweet smelling neck as his own tears fell
against her throat.

“Shhhh,” Faith soothed, cupping the back
of his head as she felt sobs rack his heavy body.  “It’s over now. 
We’ll put it behind us, Cain.  This is our fresh start together.” 
Wriggling beneath his heavy body until she could capture his lips, she consoled
him with slow, gentle kisses, teasing his firm lips with her tongue until his
mouth parted on a gasp.  “Make love to me,” she breathed against the
corner of his mouth.  “Make us whole again, Cain.”

Lifting his head as he drew in an
unsteady breath, Cain stared into Faith’s luminous eyes.  “Are you sure,
baby?  I don’t wanna rush you.”  That much was true.  He didn’t
want to push her for things she couldn’t give him yet, but at the same time, he
desperately wanted to prove she was his again in the most elemental way there
was.

Hooking one leg behind his, Faith
smiled.  “Sometimes rushing can be a really good thing,” she whispered,
lifting her head to nip his chin as she rolled her hips against his
pelvis.  Her body craved his and her pussy throbbed in anticipation. 
“The way I remember it, you do rushed really, really well,” she murmured
seductively, dragging her teeth against the thick vein in his neck as she tried
to coax him into losing control.  She loved when Cain was wild and feral
in his loving almost as much as she adored when he took his time and worshipped
her body like it was his favorite temple.

Growling as her talented lips suckled
gently at his throbbing pulse, Cain felt his erection throb and flex against
the fly of his jeans.  “Maybe I need to refresh your memory on what slow
and easy feels like, darlin’,” he admonished, pushing his burgeoning cock
against her mound and grinding his hips against hers.  “In fact, I think
I’m gonna take my time tonight and reacquaint myself with every part of this
delicious body,” he breathed, sliding his hand from her neck to her breast and
cupping the firm globe in his hand.  Having the freedom to touch his woman
again in all the ways he wanted was enough to make him lightheaded. 
Dipping his head, he captured her lips again for a deep, wet kiss, tangling
their tongues together as he reminded himself that slow had been his idea.

Faith moaned as Cain brushed the tip of
her breast back and forth through the thin cotton of her t-shirt. “Yes,” she
urged, arching her back and pressing her breast more firmly into his
hand.  “Don’t stop, Cain,” she begged, relishing the wonderful friction of
his cock rubbing her pussy through her jeans while his fingers tweaked her
swollen nipple mercilessly through her shirt.

“Oh, I love that sound, Sweetness.” He
lifted his mouth to smile down at her.  “I’ve missed hearing how you cry
out when I touch you.”  He tugged at the stiff little bud of her breast
again and pulled another low whimper from her damp lips.  “I’m gonna enjoy
making you scream tonight, love.  Long and loud,” he promised darkly,
nipping her full lower lip as she bucked underneath him.

Sliding her hand between them, Faith
stroked the bulge in his jeans and smiled when her lover growled low in his
throat.  “I’m not the only one that gets loud,” she taunted, enjoying the
way his face clenched and he hissed when she tightened her hand around
him. 

“Naughty witch,” he grumbled with a grin
as he hauled her upright and pushed the bulky jacket she wore off her slim
shoulders.  “I need you naked and underneath me,” he muttered, gripping
the bottom of her shirt and yanking it over her head.

“That sounds good since I want
you
naked and on top of me,” Faith agreed, quickly grabbing the bottom of his shirt
and mimicking his actions as she pulled it over his head.  They both
shimmered as the cool temperature of their surroundings intruded on them. 
Chilled, Faith automatically moved into Cain’s strong arms. 

Chafing her arms and back, Cain eased
Faith back to the pallet.  “You know, I appreciate the help our families
gave us by locking us in here, but they couldn’t just have shoved us in the
storeroom?” he complained, yanking one of the thick blankets over them to ward
off some of the cold air. 

Faith giggled as she worked his belt
buckle loose beneath the covers.  “They really didn’t think our whole
reconciliation all the way through, did they?”

Yanking on the button and zipper of her
jeans, Cain grinned.  “Honestly, I think they half suspect they’ll find my
frozen, lifeless corpse when they open that door.  Things could have gone
either way.”

“Won’t they be happily surprised then,”
Faith laughed, lifting her hips so he could push her denim jeans over her hips
and down her legs.  She shivered against his big body as the blanket
gapped when he rolled to shove his own jeans off.  “Cain!” she squealed,
clutching the edge of their blanket as she tried to keep the icy breeze off her
skin.  “You’re making it colder down here!”

Finally free of his restrictive
clothing, Cain rolled toward her, hauling her tiny body against him. 
“Don’t worry, baby.  I’ve got all kinds of interesting ideas on how to
keep us warm.  In fact, there are certain parts of me that are already
overheated,” he murmured seductively against the swell of her breast as he
rocked his cock against her smooth abdomen.

Faith’s pussy clenched and she felt her
thighs grow moist with her juices as his words rumbled against her flesh.
 Wrapping her arms around his neck, she offered him a come hither
smile.  “Me, too,” she confided.   “There’s a certain part of
me
that’s positively steaming.”

“Is that so?” he asked huskily, rubbing
his lips against the soft skin of her breast as his fingers began a slow
exploration of her body.  “I’m gonna have to find that spot and warm
myself up,” he whispered slowly surrounding her raspberry-tipped breast with
his mouth while his hand wandered down her midriff, the muscles quivering under
the weight of his palm.

Licking the ripe berry in his mouth, he
bit her nipple gently as his hand finally slid between her milky thighs. 
Sliding two fingers through her creamy heat, he groaned.  Slick with her
own juice, she moaned as he used one finger to circle her clit, teasing the
taut bud with his fingertip.  “Oh, baby, you’re smoking hot down here,” he
praised against her breast, moving his head to her twin peak and nibbled that
ignored nipple with his teeth.  “You’re warm and wet for me,” he breathed,
tapping her clit with his thumb as he pierced her core with two fingers.

Every muscle in Faith’s body tightened
as Cain’s mouth sucked lovingly at her nipples while his fingers fucked in and
out of her pussy.  Moaning, she bucked against his hand.  “Cain,
please,” she whimpered in a needy, tense voice.  She loved the sensations
he was creating, but she yearned for a harder, deeper connection. 

Humming around her breast, Cain’s
fingers curled and stroked the inner wall of her snug channel.  Smiling as
he felt her pussy suck greedily at his fingers, he scraped his teeth against
the underside of her plump breast.  “What do you want, baby?” he asked as
his head disappeared beneath the blanket to press hot, damp kisses against her
flushed belly before circling her belly button with his tongue.  “Does
this pussy want me to eat it like candy?” he asked huskily against her
abdomen.  “Do you want my tongue, Faith?”

He knew his woman.  He understood
that there was nothing she loved better than having him fuck her tight little
pussy with his tongue while he played with her clit.  Not that he minded –
his Faith had the sweetest nectar on the face of the planet.  He needed
her taste on his lips the way an addict craved his next fix. 

“Cain, yes!” Faith begged, digging her
nails into his scalp as she felt his hot breath against her folds.  The
first slide of his tongue nearly electrified her, stunning her senses and
stealing her breath.  “Oh, fuck, yes,” she breathed as his firm lips drew
her clit from beneath its hood.  He flicked the sensitive bud with his
tongue as he suckled, and she wondered if she’d live through the white hot
pleasure.  Lifting her hips against his mouth, she moaned deeply as he
released her clit from between his lips only to quickly rim her entrance with
his tongue.  “C-cain!” she whimpered as he breached her pussy with one
hard thrust of his tongue.

“Shhhh,” he hushed her, nipping her clit
and pulling a wanton cry from her throat.  “I’ve got what you want,
Sweetness,” he growled, as he lifted body against his lips again.  Her
flavor flooded his tongue, heightening his desire and hardening his cock to the
point of torture.  “God, baby,” he moaned, licking her slick lips and
pulling her cream into his mouth.  “I can’t get enough of you.”

Faith clawed at the sleeping bag beneath
her as Cain’s mouth worked over her pussy, nipping and sucking, robbing her of
coherent thought.  With every pass his tongue made over her clit, her body
coiled tighter, poised to slip over the edge of passion into an incredible
orgasm.  Groaning deeply as Cain’s hands tightened on her ass and pressed
her mound closer to his mouth, she tensed as his tongue tortured her,
alternately fucking her needy body and flicking her throbbing clit. 
“CainCainCainCain!” she chanted, thrashing her head against the pallet as he
drove her body toward a jagged peak.  “I’m gonna cum!” she moaned as she
felt her pussy contract around his tongue and her vision dimmed.

Growling as her slick syrup gushed, Cain
lapped her pussy like a man dying of thirst, her essence sliding down his
throat and fueling his desire.  She tasted like heaven, coating his tongue
and lips with her fruity juices.  “Baby, yes,” he groaned as her hips
jerked involuntarily. 

Sobbing with the force of her orgasm,
Faith gasped for breath as he soothed her with tiny little kitten licks to her
pussy.  “Mmmmm,” she hummed, stroking the back of his head as he turned
his face to press soft, adoring kisses to the inside of her thigh.  “I
love you,” she breathed, tightening her fingers in his short hair and urging
him back up her body.

When his mouth hovered above hers again,
she licked her essence from his swollen lips and smiled when he groaned low in
his throat.  She could feel his throbbing erection pulsing against her
stomach and instinctively knew the beast within him silently paced its
cage.  “I think it’s my turn to take care of you now,” she whispered
against his neck before she kissed a path down his chest.

Pausing at his flat brown nipples, she
bit the tiny pebbled points with playful nips of her teeth and pulled another
rough sound from his lips.  Licking her way down his flat stomach, she
heard him begin to breathe hard.

“Jesus, Faith,” he rasped when her head
reached his groin.  “You know how to kill a man with anticipation, honey,”
he accused, tangling his fingers in her long hair as she palmed his cock and
tightened her fist around the thick stalk.  Spreading his legs, he lifted
his head to watch her take the mushroom tip between her rosy lips.  “Ah,
shit, baby!” he groaned as he felt the hot slide of her tongue swirling around
his tip.  “That’s fucking perfect!  Move that sweet little mouth over
me.  Take me deep, Sweetness,” he demanded hoarsely as her lips descended
over his dick.

Humming as she slid over his turgid
length, Faith drew her tongue along the underside of his cock.  Hollowing
her cheeks, she inhaled deeply through her nose as she took as much of his
length as she could into her mouth.  The primal grunts of satisfaction
that Cain made in the back of his throat only made her hungrier for more of
him.  Tightening her lips around his dick, she bobbed her head furiously,
sucking him like a candy cane on Christmas morning. 

“Ah, fuck, yeah!” Cain hissed as he felt
the head of his cock slide to the back of her throat.  Feeling her swallow
around him, his face twisted as the agonizing pleasure washed over him. 
“God, that’s it, baby,” he growled, unable to keep from thrusting into the
sweet vortex her lips created.  “Let me fuck that wicked little mouth,” he
begged, tightening his fingers in her hair and moving her head up and down his
glistening dick.   Groaning deep as she hummed around his stalk
again, the gentle vibrations drove him crazy.  “Christ, I love you,” he
gasped as his head fell backward on his shoulders.

Releasing his cock with a wet pop of her
lips, Faith nuzzled her nose along his length until her lips reached the heavy
twin sacs hanging below his jutting erection.  Smiling at the raw, animal
sound he made as she stroked the sensitive flesh with her tongue, she moaned
when his hand tugged her hair again.  She loved it when he began to lose
control and his touch became desperate.  Deciding to push him a little
harder, she slid one hand under the firm globes of his ass and squeezed. 
“You like this?” she murmured, sucking lightly at one of his firm balls as her
fingers wandered into forbidden territory, circling his puckered entrance.

“God, Faith!  You know I love it,”
he groaned, lifting his ass as her finger gently nudged his anus.  She’d
learned the lessons he’d taught her about their bodies well, and he gave silent
thanks that she was such an apt pupil. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
he groaned deeply as she slid the tip of her finger inside him.  “This is
all part of your plan to punish me, isn’t it?”

“You like my form of discipline,” she
reminded him before mouthing his balls and curling her finger within him. 
“Especially since you’re the one that taught it to me.”

“FUCK!” he bit out roughly, every muscle
in his body constricting as she found that sensitive patch of nerves inside
him.  His cock flexed and bounced against his abdomen as his back arched
reflexively.  “Christ, Faith,” he choked.  “Suck my cock, baby! 
Suck in now!” Cain demanded harshly, pulling on her hair.

Lapping the pearly drop of pre-cum that
had collected on the flared head of his dick, Faith sank her fingers a little
deeper into Cain’s ass.  “Is that an order?” she asked throatily, pursing
her lips over the crown of his cock and pressing a gentle kiss there.