Tall, Dark & Heartless (Pyte/Sentinel #3)(137)

"Hey, baby," Caine said, startling a little squeal out of her as she opened the front door and found him standing on the front step, drenched from head to toe as it down poured all around him and she knew, just knew that her mind had finally snapped. It was either that or the cancer that refused to go away finally found a way to screw with her head.

"You going to invite me in?" Caine asked, managing to look incredibly sexy even drenched. Yup, definitely a psychotic break, she decided.

When she didn't answer, the hallucination decided to take her silence as an invite. She stepped back as he approached her. He sent her a questioning look as he closed the door behind him.

"You don't seem happy to see me, Danni," the hallucination said as it reached for her. Before she could step away it had her scooped up into his arms and was heading upstairs with her.

As far as hallucinations went, this one was a good one, she decided as Caine paused on the second floor landing and scented the air before he turned left and made his way straight to her room. Once inside he kicked the door shut behind him and carried her over to the bed where he placed her. He then proceeded to take of its clothes, making this the best hallucination ever.

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"You don't look very excited to see me," he noted as Danni continued to sit there staring at his erection.

"This is the best hallucination ever," she muttered quietly as she reached over and took his c**k in her hand, slowly caressing it and making him lick his lips in appreciation.

For five long months he'd dreamt of her touch and he had to admit that it was better than he remembered. Already she had his balls drawing up tight and ready to explode.

"Why do you think this is a hallucination?" he asked as he reached over and began helping her with her clothes. She released his c**k only long enough to get her shirt and bra off, then she was back to driving him crazy, paying special attention to his piercing as always.

"Because you're at the bottom of the ocean, Caine," she mumbled, tearing her eyes away from his c**k to look up at him with the saddest expression he'd ever seen and one that he was going to make damn sure never graced her beautiful face again.

He shifted back, pulling his c**k out her hand and kneeled in front of her. "No," he said, making quick work of removing her boots, weapons, pants and panties, "they decided not to drop me in the middle of the ocean," for which he would be eternally grateful, "they kept me locked away at the Boston Compound as punishment."

There was a long pause before she slowly said, "I see."

Honestly, she could have said more, but he wouldn't have heard her since he could barely take his eyes away from the beautiful dark curls between her legs. He leaned forward to bury his face between her legs and put himself out his misery when he suddenly found himself shoved to the ground and Danni on top of him.

"You've been locked up for the past five months while I've been worried sick about you!" she snapped as she held his hands down by his head. "You jerk!"

"Would you be happier if I was at the bottom of the ocean?" he asked, flipping her over and pinning her to the floor as he shifted and thrust home and couldn't help but let out an appreciative moan that she more than matched as he found her hot, wet and more than ready for him. Her walls clenched around him in welcome as he moved to pull out when he found himself once again on his back and Danni straddling him.

"You could have sent word to me!" she snapped, sitting up only to drop back down and do a little twist with her h*ps that had him closing his eyes and dropping his head back in resignation. She could punish him all night and day if that made her happy and he'd gladly take it.

"I couldn't, baby. That was part of the punishment. They wanted to make sure that you weren't going to be a problem," he said, nearly crying when she stopped moving.

"Meaning?" she asked with a slight yelp as she once again found herself on her back.

"Meaning," he said, rolling his hips, "that they wanted to make sure that you were really my mate and that I wasn't trying to pull any shit on them. Seems that they've decided that I'm allowed a mate. Now I never have to leave you again, Danni."

"Then why did they lock you up?" she demanded as she wrapped her legs around his hips, obviously giving up on trying to take control as she urged him on with a little wiggle of her hips.

"Because I beat the shit out of the head of the Council. Why else?" he asked, not mentioning that he also took her punishment for decking the guy. It added two months onto his sentence, but it had been well worth it to him to know that she was safe and being taken care of.

He knew that they hadn't found a cure for her, but the doctors did find a potent mixture of his blood and demon blood that helped keep her strong and healthy. So every day he drank as many bags of blood as he could before he felt like he would explode and had his blood drawn until he could barely move and was on the verge of bloodlust at which point he would start the process all over again.

She had enough of a buildup in her system now that she could now drink a normal amount from him and a few bags of demon blood every day and she'd be fine, more than fine. As long as they continued to work for the council they'd keep supplying her with demon blood and she'd be okay. Of course, he couldn't quit because Danni loved this job and he loved her and that was more than enough for him.