The Sacrifice (The Covenant) (4 page)

Chapter Five

Micah didn’t understand a lot of things, but the enigma of Sarah was one mystery he knew he’d never unravel. He’d just stare at it, be baffled and in awe. Clueless and overjoyed. She’d insisted he lay down and rest while she waited on him hand and foot. He complied mostly because she was right. If he was going to protect her, he needed to get as well as he could. It was their third day in the Heaven Shack as he’d come to call it.

“Smells good,” he whispered, reaching for the bowl of vegetable soup she’d made for him with the left over cat.

She moved the bowl out of his reach, sitting next to him. She got off to feeding him. And getting her off got him off, so it was a win-win. He just hated how stupid he felt.

She’d found a little garden out the back door and after much begging, he let her pick from it while he watched with the shot gun
, and now he’d get to taste her culinary talents, fully prepared to flat out lie.

He tasted the bite she filled his mouth with. “
Mmmm.”

She eyed him, skeptical.

“Not lying. Promise.” And he wasn’t.

She smiled like she’d won some amazing award and presented him another spoonful. He took it, his eyes lowering to her body, hidden in the long Johns. He thanked God she was okay and looked in such good health. Her wounds were healing well and she had a vibrant color in her cheeks and
fucking gorgeous sparkle in her eyes.

“What?” She bit her lip, looking at him.

He grinned. “Just thinking how beautiful you are. How… blessed I am.” Now there was a new concept he’d have to get used to. Was sure he’d never.

But the beautiful smile that won him
made him forget everything but her. She fed him until it was all gone then took off his cover. “Oh.” She bit her lip at finding his cock standing tall.

“Yeah. You feeding me does that.”

“Does it?” She flashed him a coy look before carefully focusing on his bandage.

“Yes.” He pushed hair behind her ear. “What’s for dessert?”

She pulled his bandage down. “Ohhhh it looks so much
better.
” She carefully peeled it off. “How about we let it get some air for a bit.”

“Whatever you say, doc.”

She gave him a naughty glance that made his heart race. “As for dessert. What would you like?”

Mmm. There was something he really wanted but wasn’t sure how she’d react. “I get to pick?”

She nodded, biting her lower lip. “My patient can have anything he wants.”

His cock throbbed at her tone, at her choice of words. Almost like she had a hunch. Did she? She was very perceptive. “Well…” he licked his lips. “…since you’re the doctor. Maybe you should… tell me what I need?”

She slowly raised her brows with a sexy smile. His cock throbbed painfully as she got off the bed and slowly removed her clothes. “You know…” she went to the wall that held several bandannas and looked over her shoulder at him. “I’ve been thinking you’ve been a very bad patient.” She slowly took down four bandanas.

“Fuck,” Micah whispered, his cock filling with pounding desire.

She walked back to the bed, a look of pure naughty seduction in her eyes. “I think I need to teach you a few lessons.”

He could only swallow and stare at her, too fucking excited to speak.

She sat next to him. “What do you think?” She ran a finger slowly over the slit of his cock and Micah rolled his hips with a deep groan.

“Yes,” he rasped. “Fucking punish me.”

“Lay down flat on your back.”

Micah eagerly did as she said. She tied him up to the small bed and he thanked God that it was small enough to tie his legs open too.

She put her finger to her cheek in thought when she was done. “Hmmm. Now doesn’t this look very familiar.”

Yes. She knew. She was so damn in tune to his needs. She fixed the pillow under his head so he could see easily. Then she climbed on the bed and knelt between his legs, drawing a ragged breath of excitement from Micah.

She suddenly became the sultry goddess-of- ecstasy-and-drive-Micah-insane. She drew her pointer finger over the slit of his cock, hissing as she wet the thick ridge of his shaft until he groaned in need. She slid that finger down his cock and slowly over his balls. She locked gazes with him and continued further between his ass cheeks, biting her lip and moaning. The tip of her finger pressed on the forbidden exit and Micah bowed off the bed from the feeling. Foreign and yet so fucking exotic and hot coming from her.

“Oh baby.
” The hot whisper came with a gentle wiggle of her finger right on his butt. “Have you ever been touched here?”

Never. And now he’d never wanted anything so badly. “God, no.” He groaned the words at seeing she wanted a
response.

The answer seemed to set her on fire and Micah choked on a groan when she dove on his cock with
hunger. He thrust his hips, fighting to catch his breath while she sucked him with flawless perfection, whimpering with every plunge and press of his cock against her throat while one hand gripped the base and her other teased at his ass with pokes and prods that made him insane with urges he’d never had. Wanting her to go deeper the most strong and insane urge.

She let his cock pop out of h
er mouth. “You like it?”

He watched her, pulling at the ties on his arms, making the bed metal whine loudly. “Yes, fuck yes.”

She gave a slow firm lick up his shaft. “I knew you would. And since you’ve been bad…” she crawled over his chest until both her knees were on either side of his head and he stared up at her beautiful sex. He suddenly thanked God for the razor she’d found. She’d put it to very good use and Micah couldn’t wait to feel those soft shaved lips on his. “You won’t get what you want. But what I want. And right now…” she twirled her hips right above his face and Micah leaned for it. She grabbed a hand full of his hair and forced his head back down. “Ah-ah,” she whispered. “When I say.” She slid her fingers over her folds, tormenting him. “Do you understand?”

Micah panted through his desire, nearly delirious with want. “Yes.”

She loved playing this role he saw. Which turned him on more. “Now close your mouth. And keep it closed.” He did, and she lowered her secrets to his lips. “Don’t. Move.” She twirled her soft folds on his mouth and Micah groaned in his effort to obey. He kept his eyes open, wanting to see her. She bit her lower lip and rubbed her fingers across her nipples while pressing her soft sex against his lips, forcing him to feel her but not partake. Fucking amazing. He inhaled her scent into him, never loving something so much, never needing something more. He pulled hard on the restraints when keeping his tongue in his mouth and his lips from sliding over hers became impossible.

She retained a handful of his hair and pulled,
thankfully moving his mouth on her. He watched the lines of her body bend like slow flowing liquid then choked on a groan when she slid the length of her slit along his nose then back down to his lips for firm grinding. She repeated the move and flicked her hips when the tip of his nose pressed into her clit.

She moved back to his lips and h
e somehow managed to not move them. He waited, no, silently begged while his hips rolled with the desperate need to fuck her with his tongue.

“Lick it. Right now.” She gritted the words and pulled his hair hard.

Micah opened and growled in hunger all over her, lapping and sucking with a delirious fervor.

She bucked on his mouth, moaning and crying out,
very soon lost to the feeling. Hunger and maybe anger consumed him when she got off. He gasped and pulled at his restraints, wanting to take her. Make her. She saw it clearly and she loved it. Loved commanding him.

Fuck, he loved her commanding him.

“I’m going to fuck you. Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”
The word gushed with need.

She got between his legs and grabbed hold of his cock. She stared at him while stroking along his shaft, one hand on the base, the other sliding firmly up and down, swirling her palm over the wet top, making him bow off the bed.

She bit her lip and hissed as she flicked her middle finger over the slit and Micah growled with need. He grunted when he her finger reached his ass, the wet tip pressing. “This? This what you want?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Mmmm.” She bit her lower lip and pressed the tip of her finger inside him. Micah thrashed his head at the amazing feeling. She began jacking him off again, leaning to lick the slit on his cock. Micah yanked on the ties, wanting to ram it into her mouth, make her take it.

She moaned in excitement at seeing it. “You want to make me baby?”

He arched his back and thrashed again when she sank her finger deeper. “Fuck I do!”

She gave a whimper of pity then gave the head a rapid and vigorous sucking, working her finger deeper inside him.

The trauma gripped him and he let out a roar. “God, suck my cock! Fuck me!”

She
wrapped her hand hard on the base of his shaft and devastated him with a hot tight suction up and down over the thick head while moving her finger in and out of his ass. He came off the bed as he climaxed so fucking hard. He was vaguely aware that he broke his restraints and slammed Sarah to the mattress, pinned her arms above her head with one hand, and held her throat with the other. Then he fucked her with a ruthless absolution until she screamed with it. Until she came undone with it. Until she shattered with it. Until he made her utterly and selfishly and wholly his. All his and only ever fucking his. Ever.

“Shit!”
Sarah cried right after.

Micah pul
led her back into his arms when she tried to scramble up to inspect his wounds. Still winded, he kissed her forehead. “I’m okay.” He wasn’t, but he was. His cuts had opened and he didn’t care. At the moment.

“It’s not fine! Micah, you’re bleeding.”

He forced her worried head back to his shoulder and held it. “Shhhh. Please don’t ruin the best time of my life.”

She stilled and turned her head up with a sweet moan.

He rolled his eyes. “And don’t ruin it with pitiful sounds either.”

“It’s not
pity
it’s…”

“Pity.”

“Amazement.”

“Pitiful amazement.”

“Noooo.” She nipped his still raging pulse at the base of his neck softly. “Just… amazed…”

“Pity.”

She snickered and bit his shoulder, sending Micah’s heart rate into an immediate frenzy. “God. Woman.”

“
Mmmm.” She slid her foot along his leg. “You didn’t know the good doctor knew how to be bad, did you.”

Micah grabbed her jaw and turned it to him, needing to kiss her, no, taste her. “You were
so wicked.
” He grinned on her mouth at how funny that concept was with her. “My little naughty butterfly.”

She smiled back. “I did
good, didn’t I?” She pecked softly at his lips. “I’ve been fantasizing about it since I tied you up.”

“Dear God,” he groaned, sliding his hand possessively over the curve of her spine, then ass. “That was certainly new for me.”

“And the… butt thing wasn’t too ew?”

He choked on incredulity. “If you
’d asked me yesterday if I liked that, I would have laughed.”

“I didn’t think I did either until you did it. Now, I love the feeling. Well the combination. It’s not the same unless you’re… doing other things to me.”

“Yes.” Micah’s cock was already hard
again.
“I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

“I feel that.” She smiled and put her hand on his butt and pressed
them closer.

“You are surprisingly strong.” He hooked his leg over hip and
drew her close, pushing his cock into her stomach. She grabbed his hair and the memory of her grinding her sweet pussy on his face hit his body like a tidal wave of insanity. He rolled onto her and saw the fear in her gaze. “Did I hurt you when I…”

Her brow furrowed. “No, no. I loved it.” She lowered her gaze. “Can we please see about your wounds?”

God, he loved her. She wasn’t afraid of him. Only of hurting him. Micah tended her sweet lips with delicate kisses. She was so very precious. Innocent. Perfect. And he could hardly believe she was his. “You win doc.”

He groaned as he rolled off. His desire for her was lethal. To him mostly. He’d fuck them both into the grave if it had its way.

Micah mourned as she got up and grabbed the long johns. “Can’t you stay naked?”

She paused briefly, seriously considering. “I don’t think so, sir. I’d have to tie you up.” His cock jumped at the idea and she winced. “Sorry.” She bit her lower lip with a sweet smile. “You
really
like that, don’t you.”

“Now that’s a piss poor term for what that does to me.” He angled his head, watching her succulent ass disappear beneath the obnoxiously huge material.

She put her hands on her hips and stared at him with no top. She meant to be funny with how high she’d pulled up the pants. But those perfect tits hammered his groin with a decadent fury.