On Her Master's Secret Service (Masters and Mercenaries #4)(79)

His wife was more important than anything else. His wife was the end all, be all of existence.

“We can’t.” Eve turned her head back. “We’re close. I need to see this through. Once we figure out when and where he’s going to be, then we can call in Warren, but we’re in the best place to find him. I need to follow through, not for revenge, but just for some peace. I need to do what I can to make sure he can’t hurt another woman. I need to do this.”

This was a completely perverse fight. He ran a hand down the length of her spine. “We’re here to observe and gather intelligence only. The parameters of this mission have changed. I’m not willing to lose any of you to him. Is that understood?”

If he could take Evans down without endangering Eve in any way, then he would. If that wasn’t an option, then he would give up his revenge.

“Yes, Master.” There was a sweet satisfaction to her words.

Holy hell, they were on the same page for the first time in years. Oh, it was a completely different book, but they were finally together. His cock surged, lust threatening to overtake him.

“Spread your knees. Let me in. I want to taste you first.”

“Master, please, can we taste each other?”

His whole body tensed. “Are you sure, angel?”

She hadn’t taken his cock in her mouth since the rape. “More than anything. I want this part of us back. I want to serve my Master, my lover. I want to give something back to you.”

He twisted his body, lying down flat on the bed. “I want to give you everything you need this time. Come on. Take me.”

Eve moved quickly, her body graceful, her eagerness lighting up his heart. She settled her knees on either side of his head. Alex f*cking loved that view. Her pretty * was creamy and ready to be taken by him any way he wanted it, and he wanted it in all ways.

He pulled on her hips, not willing to wait another second to dip his tongue in.

And then it was his turn to groan because he felt a little whisper across his flesh. Eve’s tongue dashed and darted along his cock, licking and playing with the head. It was all he could do to not shudder and shake as she drew him into her mouth in light, sucking passes. Her hands were on his thighs, balancing herself as she played with his cock.

He rubbed his nose in her *, reveling in the unique scent of her arousal. He wouldn’t wash his face. No. Not tonight. He would be able to smell her all night long.

Over and over he speared into her *, using his tongue like he would his cock, f*cking deep inside and gathering all her cream. He pulled apart the sweet petals of her sex and sucked them into his mouth one after another. He left no inch of her untouched by his lips and tongue. All the while, she forced his cock deeper and deeper into the hot recesses of her mouth, enveloping him in her heat.

He could feel his cock pulsing with pre-come. A low groan burst from his chest as he felt Eve lick at the slit of his cock, drawing his saltiness onto her tongue before sucking the head in again. She brought one hand up and cupped his balls, rolling them and making him damn near lose control.

But that wasn’t going to happen. No. Not tonight. Another night he would let her lick and suck and play until she’d drawn every ounce of semen he had into her mouth, but tonight, he wanted something more.

His tongue spearing deep again, Alex found her clit with the pad of his thumb. He pressed that little button hard, and she began to shake. The muscles of her * tightened as she came and her orgasm coated his tongue. She surrounded him, his whole being enveloped in her smell and taste and the sound of her pleasure.

All through it, she never drew her mouth off his cock. She groaned and moaned around it, the vibrations threatening to unman him.

He had about two seconds before she managed to get him to the back of her throat and then he was done for. Using every ounce of his willpower, he flipped her off him.

Eve landed on her back in the center of the bed, all that wild hair flowing around her. It curled around her breasts and damn near reached her hips. So f*cking gorgeous. Everything about her called to the primal male inside him. She was always so prim and proper in the workplace. Even in the club, there was a certain reserve that his Eve always kept about her. But here in the privacy of their bedroom, she was simply his, a woman with no inhibitions. His mate.

“Hands and knees again.” The command came out harder than he’d meant it, but if it frightened her, she didn’t show it.

She simply sighed, her whole body moving with languid grace as she did as he commanded. She turned and positioned herself as though she could see what he wanted without him having to ask. Her ass was high in the air, her forearms flat on the bed making a perfect plane of her back.

His hands found the globes of her ass. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you, Eve?”

Her breath hitched, but the position she’d placed herself in told him the answer before she spoke. “You’re going to take my ass.”

Oh, hell yeah. “I am. I’m going to take it again because it’s mine.”

His whole body was taut with desire. The time he’d spent in her soft mouth had his cock primed and ready to go off. He’d had her more in the last few days, more intimately and deeply than in the five years that preceded them, but all he wanted was more. Now that he had her again, all he could think about was more time, more love, more of her.

He kissed her back, running his lips along her spine and paying attention to the scars she had, lavishing affection on them. He ran his hands up her sleek body, finding her breasts again and palming them as he kissed her everywhere he could. Shoulder, neck, down to her waist. His lips dipped into the dimples in the small of her back, and he carefully kissed her sweet cheeks. They bore the mark of his discipline. The sight tightened his cock further.