The Breed: Nora's Choice (18 page)

            Full of
resentment and anger that she wasn’t his mate, and couldn’t force him to love
her, she did everything in her power to make him miserable.

            Twice he
had made the decision to take his son away and raise him somewhere safe, but
the boy refused to leave his mother’s side. No matter how much he was treated
like an accessory instead of a child, he still refused to leave her.

            Billy had
had no childhood, instead playing host to the many men and women that paraded
through Jannis’ bedroom, playing sick nurse for when she had too much to drink
or when Memphis refused to pay her and her opium withdrawals got too bad.
Eventually by the time he was eleven he had learned to sell drugs on the side
to keep his mother’s addiction properly fed.

            Memphis had
all but given up on any kind of relationship with him, until the summer he
turned nineteen. That summer he had come to him as a man, and begged to join
the Breed.

            If only
Memphis had known then what he knew now.

            His eyes
sprung open as the icy grip of guilt took hold of him. He shook his head and
let the memory go. He had to let the past go.

            Next to him
his phone began to vibrate and he snatched it up like a life raft come to save
him from his own thoughts.

            He didn’t
even speak, just listened Casstiel’s rushed voice.

            “… it’s
going down at the docks tonight, they’re moving the last of the Breed members
that they have out, so be on high alert. As soon as I get off the phone I’m
going to get the boys and we’re on our way-”

            “Wait, do
me a favor,” he interrupted, “let Quinn stay a little longer. We might not even
need him for this.”

            “We need-”

            “We don’t
even know what kind of heat is coming at us,” Memphis steam rolled over him,
“we might not need the kid at all, and tonight is their first real date
together. My baby girl deserves this night.”

            A dark sigh
came from the other end of the phone.

            “I’ll give
him a little time before I inform him, but the rest of us will be leaving
directly,” he snapped.

            And with
that, he hung up the phone and excitedly began relaying the message to Ghost.

~

 Quinn
couldn’t catch his breath. Everything about her just took the air out of his
lungs.

            She was so
damn hot and assertive, but at the same time she could be so soft and
vulnerable. When he had thrust his cock into her mouth he thought for sure he
had ruined everything, and that she was about to walk away and leave him
chained and throbbing.

            Instead,
she had looked up at him in a way that made her seem so fragile, he almost
didn’t think it was possible of her.

            Everything
to do with her and their relationship was about trust and control. Could he
earn her trust? Would she let go of some control?

            She looked
up at him and he could see in her eyes that she was questioning everything. If
she let him keep going, would he hurt her? Would she enjoy it? Could she trust
him to have the smallest bit of control over her?

            Every fiber
in his being screamed out for her to just give him the chance to prove himself
to her.

            He was
almost ready to swallow his pride as a man and beg her, but then the most
amazing thing happened.

            With the
smallest nod of the head, and the most beautiful moan he had ever heard, she
gave him the opportunity he had been dying for.

            He was more
careful and gentle with his motions now than he had ever been with anything in
his life. One misstep on his part, and he would ruin everything he had worked
so hard to build.

            She closed
her eyes, and he could feel her brace herself. She was expecting the worst and
he knew it.

            Gently he
lifted his hips and pressed his cock forward past her worried lips. He didn’t
push too hard or press himself farther than she could handle.

            Smoothly he
pulled himself back out again, and she visibly relaxed.

            Slowly he
began to establish a rhythm. Up and down, in and out, and after a few seconds,
she seemed to enjoy it almost as much as he was.

            She made a
humming noise deep in her throat that vibrated against his cock and made his
breath seize.

            It took all
of his will power not to buck his hips wildly at how good this all felt, not to
let his feral side take over and give her more than she could handle. So he dug
his finger nails into his own skin and focused on the feeling of the pain
instead of the pleasure.

More
than anything physical she could ever give him, he needed her heart and her
trust. 

           
Up and
down…. In and out… focus on the rhythm
…. He scolded himself as her soft
hand slid down to massage his balls,
show her you’re more than an animal,
more than any man she’s had before
.

            He watched
her head bob up and down as she caught on to his rhythm and worked in sweet
opposition.

            “Fuck,” he
moaned, unable to hold the word back. He couldn’t cum, he needed to make this
all about her.

            “Take the
cuffs off,” his voice was heavy and demanding, “let me touch you.”

            In her
signature fashion, Nora ignored the holy hell out of him and just kept doing
what she wanted.

            God damn
his stubborn siren.

            “I want to
touch you,” he growled, “I want to make you cum again.”

            “Later,”
she moaned, as he pulled his cock past her lips.

            This time
when he went to lightly slide himself inside her, she thrust her mouth down
aggressively to meet him.    

            His toes
curled up so tightly that they ached, and he felt a trickle of blood slide down
his wrist.

            She became
much more enthusiastic now that she understood the mechanics of what he was
doing. She wanted him to cum in her mouth again, and he was damn tired of
fighting it.

            If that’s
what his little siren wanted, he smiled to himself, then that’s what he would
give her.

            Faster and
harder she met his thrusts until he was fucking her mouth the same way he would
have fucked her tight little pussy.

            He was
panting now and had completely given up all thoughts of restraint. She had
given him the green light, and he was going.

            When he
looked down and met her eyes, he lost himself completely. She had a hunger and
a fire in them he hadn’t seen from her before, and he realized that she wanted
this every bit as badly as he did.

            “Nora….” He
called out her name as he came, the word scraping past his lips like gravel.

            She closed
her eyes and moaned as her mouth was filled with his taste.

            His lungs
were useless, his veins on fire as she swallowed and kept on working, pulling
every drop of his cum out.

            She didn’t
stop until his legs were twitching and his teeth ground painfully together.

            Finally she
released him from her sweet mouth and he could breathe again. Deep ragged
breaths sawed in and out desperately as his eyes swept over her body.

            Looking
down at him she licked her lips and smiled, “damn I missed your taste.”

            Nora’s body
was hot and wet and ready to feel him filling her. He was so large that part of
her was nervous for what was about to come, while the rest of her was ready and
excited for the sweet pain of it.

            Licking her
lips she surveyed the big beautiful man splayed before her. With him handcuffed
and waiting he looked like a sexual sacrifice made just for the Goddess in her.
Even after cumming, his cock had stayed rock hard and ready for her.

           
Magnificent
thing
, she smiled to herself and ran a finger lightly along the shaft to
watch him shiver.

            His body
was so hard and chiseled, every delicious inch of it covered in sweat… she
couldn’t wait another minute. Her body was aching for him in a way that would
drive her mad if she didn’t have him now.

            Smoothly
she began to climb her way up his body again, laying hot kisses as she went.
Her wet pussy slid along his shaft and they both shuddered.

            “What are
you doing?” he growled once he realized what her intentions were, his voice was
thick with lust, his mind barely coming out of the haze of his orgasm. 

            “I’m gonna
ride you so hard, you’re about to forget every other girl you’ve ever been
with,” she purred, leaning down to taste his lips, letting her bare breasts
drag across his chest.

            “Not for
the first time,” he pulled away from her kiss, “I’m too big, you’re going to
hurt yourself.”

            “It has to
be this way,” she bit her lip, and gave him that vulnerable look that would
have him do almost anything for her.

            Almost.

            “No it
doesn’t,” he wouldn’t let her do this, she was being foolish and he didn’t want
their first time together smeared with a painful memory.

            Completely
ignoring him she reached down for his cock, then began guiding it inside of
herself.

            Quinn had
had enough, he wouldn’t let her hurt herself for foolish pride.

            Snapping
the cuffs as if they were plastic, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled
her underneath him before her mind could understand what was happening.

            “No,” her
eyes grew wide and panicked and she pushed her arms as hard as she could
against his chest.

            “Nora, look
at me,” he cradled her face gently between his hands, “look at me baby.”

            “No,” she
moaned, wildly looking around as if for an escape, and he knew if he couldn’t
get her to calm down she was about to fight him off like she would an attacker.

            “Nora,” he
whispered her name with all the tenderness he could muster, then opened his
feelings to her, flooding her senses with his care, concern and love.

            She looked
up at him, and the fear he saw in her eyes made him sick. How could someone
have damaged his perfect siren so badly?

            “You know
me,” he took one of her hands and brought it up to cradle his own cheek, “you
know I’m not going to hurt you.”

            “I’m
scared,” she blinked back tears, honesty flowing from her, “I’m scared to lose
control, I’m scared to let you have power over me… I’m terrified that once we
have sex I’ll never be able to deny the bond again… that you’ll be so deep
under my skin I’ll never be able to get you out.”

            He kissed
the inside of her palm and searched her eyes, wondering how it was possible to
care so much about someone. He would give his life up easily to soothe her
suffering. He would do anything to take away the pain she was carrying.

            “I’m going
to do everything in my power to make sure you never want to get rid of me,” his
eyes held hers, and nothing else in the world existed in that moment, “I’ll
work every day to make you love our bond as much as I do… to make you love
this
as much as I do.”

            She wanted
to look away but she couldn’t, his eyes were so full of passion and devotion,
she was lost to them. Her heart was hammering in her chest so loud it drowned
out all the noise in the world but his words.

            Every fear
she had, he swept away with his voice, his touch, his love. How could she not
accept this? How could she not grow to cherish this?

            “I know you
trust me,” he smiled warmly down at her, “I know you feel that this is right.
I’m going to make us ok, I’m going to make you happy Nora.”

            With that
he leaned forward to place his forehead on hers.

            For minutes
on end they laid in silence together, his words slipping over her conscious,
until he finally felt a smile cross her lips.

            “You’re
smiling,” he kissed her lightly.

            “I am,” she
whispered back.

            “Does that
mean you realized you feel the same way about me?” he ran his fingers through her
hair lightly.

            “Don’t push
your luck,” she pinched his nipple playfully, and shivered at the contact.

            Lust filled
her eyes when she watched his reaction, and suddenly they were both very much
aware of his hard cock throbbing between her thighs.

            “Are you
ready?” he whispered softly against her lips.

            “Yes,” she
breathed, finally believing it.

            His kiss
was slow and passionate; it was designed to make her feel every ounce of how
badly he wanted her.

            With slow,
soft, finger tips he traced his way along her body; First over her perfect
breasts, then down her soft belly, and finally between her legs.

            A hiss left
her lips when he reached her clit, still sensitive from her orgasm earlier. He
needed her wet and panting, wanted her to
need
him with everything in
her body.

            Devilishly
he began to nibble her ear lobe, then her jaw line, and finally down her neck.
She clung to him, pressing her flesh to his lips, her legs trembling against
his.

            When he
speared his fingers inside her he found her wet, hot and waiting.

            He covered
her lips with his own until she lost herself in their kiss, then taking his
cock in hand, nudged the head of himself against her opening.

            She
shuddered a breath as he gently pressed forward. She was so tight he gritted
his teeth and had to focus on his own breathing to keep from losing it.

            Tears
pricked her eyes and she gasped against his lips as he rocked himself inch by
inch until he was half way inside her, and then finally all the way.

            “Fuck,” she
moaned out feverishly.

            “Do you
want me to stop?” he asked concerned.

            “No,” she
dug her finger nails into the flesh of his shoulders, “more.”

            Ever so
slowly, he began to build a rhythm, working his way through all her hot
tightness.

            Letting out
a gasping moan, she clung to him. No one had ever been so deeply inside her,
filling her so completely.

            He was so
impossibly large he was making her feel wild and wanton with sensation. She
gasped and moaned her head thrashing desperately. She never wanted it to end,
needed this feeling forever.

            “More,” she
gasped again, then bit down hard on his shoulder blade.

            “So
greedy,” he chuckled low in his throat.

            Reaching
down, he grabbed her legs and bent them so they wrapped around his waist, then
he lifted her hips slightly off the bed so he could thrust down into her.

            “Fuck,” she
whimpered, her mind blank, only able to focus on the intense pleasure she was
receiving.

            “Say my
name,” he growled, forcing her chin up so that she met his gaze, “Tell me whose
this is.”

            She bit her
lips together to keep from calling out. Stubborn little siren, he smirked, she
didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

            He would
see about that.

            Rearing
back he thrust forward hard, his hips snapping at the last second to push
himself into her deeply, lifting her up with the power of the thrust.

            Letting go
of her death grip on the flesh of his back she clamped her hand over her mouth
to muffle her scream.

            “No you
don’t,” he chuckled and pulled her hands above her head with one of his own,
“Say. My. Name.”

            Another
hard thrust rocked through her, and this time, with her hands bound by his own,
she couldn’t hide her moans and screams.

            Everything
had to be a competition to his fiery mate, he smiled to himself, thrusting
again.

            Her moans
slowly turned to throaty cries as his tempo increased and his body slapped
against hers with every pump of his hips. If she wanted to play games, games
were what they would play.

            He showed
her no mercy, drilling his body into hers until the only sounds in the world
besides her screams were their bodies coming together and the groans of the
mattress barely able to take the strain.

            The sight
of her muscles tensing in pleasure, her eyes unable to focus as her breasts
heaved with the effort it took to breathe, and her sexy little mouth whimpering
out in lust, was enough to have him cum almost on sight alone.

            He wouldn’t
stop though. Not until she said it.

            Tightly he
kept his grip on her wrists, making sure they stayed above her head as he drove
himself on inside her, then he set his mouth to her neck and went to work.

            Her
whimpers were quickly turning into tight mewling gasps for breath. He felt her
body tightening around him and knew that it wouldn’t be long now.

            “Mmm….” She
tried to bite her lips closed, was doing her best not to scream out, even as
her legs shook around him and the veins in her neck pulsed.

            “Come on
girl, say it,” he commanded, giving his hips another hard thrust against her
pelvic bone.

            “Fuck….
Fuck….” She tried to turn her head away, to break out of his grasp, but with
his free hand he grabbed her jaw, forcing their eyes to connect.

            He needed
her here with him in this moment, and to remember he was the one with her.

            “Mmm….
Quinn…” she finally whimpered out his name.

            The beast
within him roared with pride, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking her
harder.

            He pounded
his body into hers as she clung to him, wrapping her shaking legs around him
tighter.

            She took
every one of his thrusts in stride, now screaming out his name, addicted to
being fucked so hard.

            All around
him her body began to come apart with the force of her orgasm. He shuddered and
fought off his own so that he could ride hers out.

            Her pussy
clenched so hard around his cock he could barely hold himself off, but he kept
driving forward.

            Thrashing
wildly under him, her legs locked hard enough around his waist to leave bruises
on his back where her heels had dug in. Finally he lost it.

            His orgasm
came so hard and so fast it took him by surprise, his hot cum lashing against
her. She jolted up right, her mouth forming a shocked little O at the feeling
of it inside her.

            Pressing
his lips hard against hers they rode the wave of the moment out together,
moaning against each other’s lips, taking air from each other’s greedy mouths
until each of them was utterly spent, and falling next to her he pulled her
against his heaving chest.

~

            The moment
the call had ended Ghost and Memphis sprung into action. The SUV they had
driven in was loaded down with equipment and tactical gear that they quickly
changed into.

            Within
minutes they were back in position on the roof tops above the cargo hold. They
had split up, each of them taking a surveillance parameter to watch over.

            It would be
hours before Cass and the rest of the team got to them.

            Surveillance
cameras had been installed days ago so that the team would have constant eyes
and ears on the place. The size of the ship yard and the loading docks was too
much to keep track of without them.

            Now they
both lay flat on their bellies, yards apart, one eye in their sniper scopes,
and one eye watching the wireless monitors they carried. They wore head sets,
but neither spoke a word.