Nix. (Den of Mercenaries Book 3) (14 page)

Her need was too great, and he was only playing with her.

Despite the water he was still knee deep in, Kit felt hot all over as he worked her, his cock painfully rigid—the throbbing pulse nearly making him want to say fuck it all and give her what she wanted and put them both out of their misery.

“Fucking Christ, Luna,
say it
.”

“Take me!” she all but shouted at him as tremors wracked her frame.

It was enough.

He surged out of the water, dragging her to him as he hastily jerked at his own clothing trying to rid himself of the shorts. Kneeling between her thighs, he was offered an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy, the flush beneath her skin beautiful.

The second he had his hand wrapped around his cock, he dragged his fist from the root to the tip, squeezing just hard enough to tamp down his own need to come.

He wasn’t ready for this to end.

He
never
wanted it to end.

The pleasurable torture was too good to resist.

Angling his cock down, he rocked his hips forward, sliding his length along her cleft, the same as he’d done with her tongue. Once she was practically vibrating beneath him, he concentrated his efforts at that little bundle of nerves, tapping the head of his cock against it.

“I know what you need,” he whispered as her legs fell open wider.

She was a squirming mess beneath him, but this time as he slid down again, he found the notch at her opening and pushed inside, the tight heat stealing his breath away. Already, the need to fuck her hard was riding him and he was desperate to answer its call.

She was just so fucking slippery and tight—
so fucking tight—
around his cock that it was nothing short of sheer concentration that didn’t have him spilling inside her.

Her pussy rippled around him as he fed his cock into her, his gaze leaving where he penetrated and going up to her face.

He loved her expressions—the way everything he was feeling was reflected there.

Gritting his teeth, Kit forced his attention on her—the look of abandonment on her face. On tight nipples that were begging to be sucked.

He wanted to fucking
possess
her.

Once he was in as far as he could go, he planted himself there, giving her a moment to adjust to him, but he couldn’t help a shift of his hips, a measured thrust that had him sinking deeper inside her before pulling out, her glistening arousal covering his cock.

Luna’s head fell back as she moaned, the sound seeming to wrap around him.

How eager she was as she arched, meeting his thrusts, but with each one, her cries grew louder, the sound amplified because of the water.

“
Shh
,” he whispered with a smile, pressing his finger against her lips, cursing low when she pulled it into her mouth, the soft suction of her mouth just as much a tease as it was a promise. “Voices carry in here—you wouldn’t want everyone to know you’re getting fucked, hmm?”

Luna shook her head hard, eyes cloudy with pleasure as she released his finger, only to bite her lip.

Gradually, he worked his cock in and out of her, holding her legs wide as he gave himself over to it.

At least until he felt her hands sliding along his back until he felt her nails digging in and dragging down, scoring his skin.

His control snapped.

Kit needed to fucking consume her, to take everything she offered and more.

Shoving himself into her body, his thrusts were nothing short of savage as he fucked her harder and harder, loving the way her breath hitched.

“Such a good girl,” he praised leaning down to lick a path up her neck. “Is your pussy hungry for me—are you ready to come again?”

She wrapped her legs around him then in answer, as though to keep him there—like there was any other place he would rather be.

Already, she had forgotten his warning, her mindless cries echoing, but it was like music to his ears, but as much as he loved it, he clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle them.

Seeing her like that, mouth covered and his body practically pinning her to the floor, he knew he wouldn’t last long.

Is this how you like it
, he whispered before biting the cord of her neck, dragging his teeth over it.
Is this how you like to get fucked?

A guttural sound left him as he watched her head fall back and he was gifted with the sight of her reaching climax a split second before her pussy clamped down like a vice around his cock, milking him for everything he was worth, and he had no choice but to give in.

One brutal thrust, another, and finally a third, then he was rapidly pulling out of her still pulsating pussy. He fucked his fist, her name falling like a prayer and a curse from his lips as he came, arcs of milky white fluid lashing across her stomach and breasts.

It wasn’t enough.

It was too much.

It was
everything.

* * *

“
S
leep
.”

Luna nearly jumped at the sound of Kit’s voice. She had been sure he had already fallen asleep once they had come back up from the pool, showered, and climbed into his bed.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t tired, she definitely was, but thoughts of what the new day would bring had her too anxious to sleep.

After they came up from the pool, Kit had told her about the assignment he needed to go on, and that she would be going with him. He hadn’t explained much about what she would be expecting from this job, but the sheer unknown of it all had her mind racing with possibilities.

Kit wouldn’t have such worries, and after the energy he expensed in the pool, she was sure it wouldn’t be long before he was asleep, but her fidgeting must have kept him up.

“Sorry.”

With a powerful arm hooked around her waist, he dragged her deeper into his side, his hand splaying low over her belly.

“There’s nothing to fear,” he said, fingers fiddling with the strings of her shorts. “I’ll be right there with you.”

“I know.” And she did. It wasn’t fear that was keeping her awake.

“Just nerves then?” he asked, his tone taking on a playful note as his thumb dragged over the edge of her shorts, seconds before he was pushing inside. “Do I need to help you relax?”

She didn’t get the chance to answer—he made the decision for her.

And by the time he kissed the nape of her neck after she’d come down from the cloud, Luna was finally able to relax.

* * *

L
una was still sleeping peacefully
when Kit woke the next morning. Carefully, he pulled his arm from beneath her as he climbed out of bed.

As much as he wanted to stay there with her, there were a few last minute details he needed to handle with Aidra before the flight out.

After a short trip to the bathroom, Kit made his way downstairs, finding Aidra already dressed for the day with a look on her face that told him he wasn’t going to like what she had to say.

“While Fang may appreciate your new found interest in Luna because that makes me more available for him, I’m …”

“Not?” Kit asked, bypassing her to go through the kitchen door.

“Who you choose to have relations with is none of my concern, but if your behavior changes,
then
I’m concerned,” she finished hastily.

“Would you care to tell me what you mean?” Kit asked her. “I have a schedule to keep.”

“Not only have you decided not to bring the Wild Bunch with you, you’re not even taking
me
.”

“Your point?”

“One deviation could be the beginning of a pattern, Nix. While I trust that you’re capable of taking care of yourself, this is her—” This she said with a nod toward the kitchen door as though Luna stood there. “—first time being around other people besides perverts and us.”

Kit poured a mug of coffee as he thought over her words. “I once carried out my own personal invasion of the Balan’s Home for Boys, or did you not know that I was the one to rescue your lover from that place?”

It hadn’t just been Fang either, but the rest of the Wild Bunch as well. He still didn’t know how long they had been in the orphanage—there were some secrets they refused to share—but when he had come for the Professor, he had freed as many of the children as he could.

“No, he never mentioned that,” Aidra said softly. “You know he doesn’t like to talk about where he came from.”

“Seven guards, three
teachers
,” Kit sneered the word, remembering some details of the assignment that had stuck with him all these years, “four chefs, and The Professor himself. Understand me, Aidra, if I thought I couldn’t protect Luna, I wouldn’t have agreed to this.”

“It’s different when you care about someone, or have
you
forgotten that? As I said, it’s not your skills that are lacking, but she can be a distraction for you, whether you want to admit it or not.” Aidra blew out a breath, as though
he
were the one annoying
her
. “And I don’t believe you had much of a choice in the decision, no? She does work for your brother, or have you forgotten that?”

How could he forget?

Already, just the thought of the contract she would be made to sign annoyed him. Uilleam was fond of his games, and Kit didn’t doubt for a second that he would attempt to use Luna to leverage something from him.

That was who he was—who they both were.

“Your concerns are noted, Aidra.”

“But you’re not going to change the plans, are you?”

“I’m sure you already know the answer to that.”

“Then at least keep yourself in one piece by the end of it. Someone has to sign my paycheck.”

“You have the routing and account numbers for at least a dozen of my off-shore accounts, I’m sure you’ll make do.”

Aidra shrugged, annoyance forgotten as she smiled. “I was trying to make you feel important.”

Kit rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his coffee. “Now that we’ve had this chat, would you like to go over the itinerary?”

She pulled out her tablet, swiping through a few screens before she read, “Your flight leaves at nine—funds have already been wired to the pilots—you’ll land at noon with your car waiting. The keys to the Easton property will be waiting for you there.”

Kit frowned. “Why that one? It’s nearly an hour’s drive away from the casino?”

“It has the wall of windows remember?” Her smile was coy. “The view is nice.”

She didn’t even attempt to hide her meaning. “You’ve been with Fang too long.”

“Have I? I haven’t noticed. Between your arrival and the next seven hours you’re free to do whatever you want, including fu—”

“Move on, Aidra.”

Her laugh echoed in the silence of the room. “The games start at ten sharp. Your buy-in has already been delivered. I also emailed you a more detailed report, should you need it.”

“Anything else?”

Her expression sobered as she regarded him. “Be careful. Despite what you may think, it
is
possible for you to get distracted.”

He wouldn’t deny her words, not when there was truth to her words. Even he had noticed the way a glance in Luna’s direction could turn his thoughts from work to her.

But even distracted, his skills were far superior to anyone he would face this night.

“I hear you,” he said in return, and this time meant it.

Heading back upstairs, he found Luna where he’d left her, this time facing the opposite direction as though she had sought him out in her sleep.

There was one last little detail they needed to take care of before they left.

Going over to the nearby dresser, he opened the top drawer, rooting around the bottom of it for the spare knife he kept hidden inside.

Once he had it clutched in his hand, he walked over to the bed, drawing the blanket and sheets away from Luna’s legs, spotting the tracking device that was still attached to her ankle.

Slipping the blade beneath it, he gave a quick jerk of his hand to slice it through.

“I was wondering when that was coming off,” Luna said in a sleepy voice.

His gaze drawing up her body until he met her eyes, Kit held it up for her to see. “Well now it’s gone.”