Fixing Justice (41 page)

Her hips jerked as her back arched off the bed. Overcome by agonized desire, she cried out, placing her hand at the back of his head urging him on. This time her voice worked just fine. “More,” she pleaded. “Oh my God. More.”

He seemed all too eager to comply, stabbing his tongue deep inside her slit and sucking hungrily on her sensitized flesh. “You like that,” he growled, flattening his tongue against her pulsating clit, making tiny explosions go off inside her.

With one hand clutched on his skull, the other grasping the bedcovers, Tori raised her knees, opening herself up even more, as she ground against his marauding mouth. A fire was climbing up her nervous system, making her gasp and writhe under his touch.

“This is the part where you come on my tongue,” he told her as he slid a finger past her opening, deep inside the passage flooded with desire. A low, strangled groan rumbled up from her core as he withdrew his hand and waited.

“Draegyn,” she moaned, overcome by the sensations he was wringing from her body.

He bit her inner thigh and thrust his finger inside her. “Say it again. Say my name again Victoria.”

“Draegyn, oh, oh….” She cried as her insides tightened and throbbed.

“Are you ready, honey? Should I make you come now?” No answer was necessary as her back arched again and again, and she writhed frantically while a climax built to near painful heights inside her. Adding a second finger, Draegyn pumped them rhythmically in and out and then lowered his mouth once more, flicking his tongue in time to his thrusting fingers. “That’s it,” he groaned. “Fuck my fingers. Harder!”

Her hips ground feverishly, a strangled cry lodged in her throat and then he sucked her clit into his mouth. His tongue surging again and again against the swollen, aching nub caused bright lights to detonate on her closed eyelids a second before she screamed as a powerful orgasm wracked her body. Unending waves of sensation tore through her, as he made greedy sucking noises between her legs, ramming his fingers deep and massaging the inner walls of her sex.

Instead of backing off, the tightness in her core increased with each spasm of release making her desperate for something more. Draegyn jerked upward, hauling his t-shirt over his head and reached for the zipper of his pants. She didn’t need to beg him with words; her body was doing that for her.

Shoving his jeans down, he grasped his swollen cock and grimaced while his eyes never left her weeping, pulsating center. Something wild and unfulfilled broke loose inside Tori as he moved into position. Surprising both herself and him, she swiftly rose up and pushed at him until he lay flat on his back, his huge erection, standing proud. Swinging her legs astride his, Tori reached between their bodies holding him in a firm grip as she guided his throbbing cock while she impaled herself with agonizing slowness, inch by inch, onto him. It took a bit of effort because in this position his size was a challenge but finally the outer lips of her pussy ground against his groin as she took him, balls deep inside her. He groaned, closed his eyes, and muttered a hoarse, “Oh fuck.” She couldn’t have agreed more.

Putting her hands aside his head, Tori began a torturously deliberate and very slow up and down motion. On each downward surge his hard length sank into her wet passage drawing grunts and groans from each of them. Grabbing her hips, Draegyn began guiding her movements, helping her on the upward motion then pulling her down hard, making her breasts sway and bob each time. He pressed a hand against her back, encouraging her lower so he could catch the plumped mounds with his mouth.

It was wild, raw pleasure at its very best. Nothing was wasted in her drive for the
more
she’d begged for. Each movement flooded her with sweet pleasure. Every sound a symphony of carnal indulgence that set her nervous system aflame. Even her eyesight was on sensory overload as she absorbed the sight of his achingly beautiful body as he bucked up into her. Pleasure like this couldn’t last. Eventually the drumbeat inside would send her into a shuddering release but Tori wasn’t quite ready to give in. Not yet. Framing his face with her hands, she kissed him, swirling her tongue around his and absorbing his grunts when she started slamming her body down on his.

He broke away first, rigid tension evident in the straining of his neck. Seeing him starting to come undone as she impaled herself over and over on his swelling cock while feeling him press deep against her womb, threw her senses into disarray.

“Ahhh,” he groaned. “Fuck me. C’mon baby, take it all.” Grunting, he thundered his hips on each downward stroke, pounding into her with such force, her knees lifted off the bed.

She was losing control, gyrating on his enormous cock in an age-old dance that could only end one way. Her inner muscles tightened unbearably around him, fisting his hardness in ever-intensifying spasms. “Draegyn,” she moaned helplessly. He wrapped her in his arms, pulling her flat against his surging body as the first tremors broke free. Never stopping, he continued thrusting as her pussy throbbed and pulsed, finally exploding with a rush of super-heated moisture that bathed them both with physical proof of the unimaginable ecstasy ripping through her. She cried out, sobbing and gasping while her insides desperately milked his cock.

Before her orgasm had cleared the peak, he flipped them over, guided her legs high on his back and hammered into her shaking body for all he was worth. He grunted, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” with each powerful stroke, pounding into her relentlessly. The furious way he stroked deep and then pulled all the way back, only to lunge forward again and again, sent her soaring once more. The weight of his body pressed her into the mattress with each flex of his hips. She shuddered and flew apart, splintering into a million pieces, crying out to him as his cock swelled and twitched inside her. Tori knew he was there when his rhythm faltered. Wrapping him in her arms she urged him on, moaning, “Come for me,” and then lost her grip on reality when he did just that, surging deep while he groaned and emptied his balls inside her.

It took a long time to come back to earth, each of them shuddering and twitching in the aftermath of what had just happened. Not caring that he was heavy and big, she used her legs and arms to hold on tight, relishing the feeling of his cock still buried deep within her. She felt the wet evidence of what they’d done leaking out of her body, sliding down the crack of her ass. She shuddered in exquisite awareness, relishing the blatant carnality.

Long moments later, Draegyn shifted his hips and gently withdrew from her body, causing her to wince in disappointment that they couldn’t just stay joined forever. He pulled a soft throw blanket around them snuggling close with her back to his chest and one very possessive feeling arm wrapped around her waist. It just didn’t get any better than this she thought a heartbeat before she fell into an exhausted sleep.

Drae struggled with what had just happened as he felt her relax and drift off. Pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder he tried to relax as well but his body wasn’t going to allow that. Not when he’d just been subjected to the most thorough, satisfying fuck of his life. Victoria might be small in stature but she was an amazing dynamo in bed. The way she’d climbed on him and taken him deep left him speechless. And wanting more.

No matter how many times he recoiled from the thought of being married, he couldn’t deny that this woman did things to him he hadn’t known were possible. With her, the feelings ran deeper and he wasn’t just referring to the strength of an orgasm. She tasted sweeter too and the moment that she’d come on his tongue, just as he told her she would, he’d been filled with such bliss that it nearly stole his sanity. Nothing seemed to matter more than losing himself inside her. Somehow, Victoria Bennett had become his salvation from a life lived without texture, empty of anything more than superficial awareness. He grimly suspected that he needed her more than she needed him, a fact that stabbed at his soul.

Nothing had been solved by making love to her and maybe the simple fact that it had taken him this long to recognize that lovemaking was exactly what they’d been doing was at the heart of their problems.

He wasn’t a fool. She wasn’t going to wake up, confess her undying love for him, and ignore the past. He wasn’t that lucky. There was still the piper to be paid for his contemptible behavior and that little issue of the marriage license. He wondered if she knew by now whether or not their rash behavior in Vegas had resulted in a pregnancy then cringed at the realization that it didn’t matter anyway. Once again, he’d gotten carried away, making love to her without any thought of protection.

Drae didn’t make those kinds of blunders, always having been scrupulous to the details anytime he’d taken a woman to bed. Victoria was a first on that score. Hers was the only body he’d felt without a barrier wrapped around his dick. Coming inside her was like nothing he’d known. The way her body spasmed along his length, forcing his fluid to erupt, shook him to the core.

Where did they go from here? He didn’t know and could only hope that she didn’t light him on fire once she realized what they’d done. She’d called him a lying cheat, those words coming back to haunt him now. What had she meant by that? Alex warned him she felt he’d deceived her when he insisted that no one knew about their marriage so he was ready to defend on that score, but cheat? Where had that come from?

The sleeping woman in his arms wiggled against him making Drae tighten his hold around her waist. When he heard her whisper his name, his heart swelled to bursting knowing she called out to him even in her dreams. That was the last thought he had before exhaustion overtook him, and he fell into his first deep sleep in days.

The rumbling in her tummy brought Tori awake with a start.
Oh no.
Scrambling desperately she fought against whatever it was that was holding her in place only to freeze in shock when she remembered where she was and whose arm was wrapped so snugly around her waist.
Fuck
.

Without a moment to lose she pried his grip off her body and ran frantically toward what she prayed was the en suite to his bedroom. Didn’t matter whether it was the bathroom, a closet, or a public auditorium because she was going to hurl up her guts regardless. Making it to the toilet just in time, she sank to her knees as the violent spasms erupted. Without much in the way of food to fuel the vomiting, she wretched painfully again and again as her empty stomach reacted.

“Oh my God,” she cried. “Stop.
Ugh
.” Weak and trembling, all she could do was hold on until the waves of hideous nausea subsided. She felt her hair being swept back off her face moments before a cool, damp cloth was laid across the back of her neck.

Speaking to her in soothing tones, she heard Draegyn saying, “Shhh. Easy, honey. Just relax. It’ll be over in a minute.” All she could do was hang onto the cold porcelain and moan. What could be more embarrassing than collapsing naked on a bathroom floor while hugging a toilet? Nothing.

As the horrible wrenching spasms eased off, she felt him wrap a plush robe around her shaking body. Helping her to her feet, Draegyn was ready with a glass of water that she gratefully accepted so she could rinse the foul taste from her mouth. With barely enough strength left to spit out the water, she was forced to hunch over the sink with her jaw slack as the liquid dripped. Afraid to look up lest she catch sight of what she knew would be her ghastly reflection in the bathroom mirror, Tori closed her eyes as he gently wiped the cool cloth across her face, then scooped her up as she clutched at the robe and carried her swiftly back to the bed.

Laying her gently against the pillows, he helped put her arms into the sleeves of the big robe and wrapped her in the blanket. She rested against the headboard and waited for the room to stop spinning. Finally opening her eyes she was immensely relived to see that he had pulled his clothes on. She wasn’t so sure she could face a naked Draegyn at the moment.

His face seemed almost as pale as she felt.
Dammit.
She knew what was going to happen next. He was going to ask the
are you pregnant
question. Despite the fact that she hadn’t done the test yet, all signs pointed to the obvious.

Tori was struggling, big time. Struggling to comprehend why she couldn’t control herself around a man who put up so many emotional roadblocks that she couldn’t keep track. She grappled with the sickening fact that she’d just had sex with someone she knew to be little better than a man-whore while trying to figure out where her self-respect had vanished to. How did a girl go from being a
don’t fuck with me
badass to a….well, she didn’t know what.

Drae stood silently by the side of the bed with his hands jammed into the pockets of his jeans, rocking on feet that felt a bit numb, searching the air for what to do. The scene that just played out in his bathroom hit him square in the solar plexus. Unless he was an idiot, the little woman swamped inside his big robe, the same woman who was carefully avoiding his eyes, was pregnant. Unbelievable.

Jesus, was the air conditioning on, he wondered? It suddenly seemed awfully hot as sweat broke out along his brow. Victoria shifted on the bed, drawing the robe that was way too big around her dainty body. Funny. She didn’t seem hot although he certainly felt like the bedroom had turned into a fucking sauna. No, she actually looked pale as a ghost. Even her sweet lips were devoid of color and as his eyes lasered in for a detailed inspection, he noticed for the first time a hollowing of her cheeks and what appeared to be dark rings under her eyes. His body temperature rose even higher as a walloping dose of fear and apprehension grabbed him by the throat.