Hot Redemption (6 page)

“Have we hurt you in anyway?”

“You shot, kidnapped, and chained me.”

“Well, besides that.”

“I need time.”

“Okay.”

My bike lit up with white lights outlining the propellers under the frame. Diamond purred as we rose into the air. And with that purr, I knew the hump Nix sat on emitted sensual vibrations between her thighs. She stirred and scooted back into my very hard dick. But unlike most females, she didn't inch away, instead she arched into my chest and groaned.

“How are you doing so far?” I ached to be inside her, craved to slip my hands around to her breasts and tease those erect nipples.

“I'm doing . . . fine.” She rolled her hips so slow, I wasn't sure if it was to rub her ass against me or to ground that sweet pussy onto the vibrating metal.

“Please,” I whispered and brushed my lips against her ear, smelling the jasmine and rose fragrance on her skin. “Please let me know if you need anything.”

“I'm pretty sure the ride home will be enough.” She slid up a little, massaging herself into my bike, and then she slipped back down into me. The cushion of that succulent behind made me falter for a second.

I bet her panties and jeans are soaking wet. I'd give my arm and both of my eyes to feel that moist flesh on my fingertips.

“I'm here if you need anything.” I twisted the handles back to rev up the engine.

“I'm good.”

Tease.

We lifted higher and hovered over my apartment building. The disappearing sun rested on the silhouette of Turbine city, painting the sky with layers of gold and darkening lavender. I switched on my signal light to notify the aerials speeding by that I would join them. Many gave me a wider berth as they zoomed by pumping the air with music. I revved the engine some more. Tremors waved through the whole bike.

“Epic,” she moaned.

“Yes, Nixie baby?” I pressed my hungry dick against her. “What can I do for you?”

Her body trembled under me, but I wouldn't place my hands on her unless she asked. At least I would try my best to control myself.

She cleared her throat. “I'd like some music, please. You know of any good radio stations on this side of earth?”

“That's it?”

“Yes.”

I eased into traffic and switched on the radio, pissed and aggravated.

“Could you maybe turn it up louder?” She ground into the hump. I almost bit my tongue off as I gritted my teeth.

She's going to get off while I take her to her room? Is this an invitation or should I just enjoy the ride?

The volume rose. Some idiot sang out about a galaxy love with no limits. I had no idea what else he said as Nix rocked into the bike and me. Her loud moans climbed high above the notes. Young guys in their aerial crafts looked our way with hungry expressions as she humped. Mothers covered their kids' eyes. Fathers nearly crashed into other vehicles as they ogled her hips.

The ride was unbearable. I forced myself to focus on the scenery around me. We'd left my area of North America, soared over the North Atlantic Ocean, and headed for the continent of Africa, where my brothers and I had found Nix in her cheap hotel in the country of Kenya. I hated flying over Africa. Clouds of fumes and gray smoke hovered over the space. Scents of decay and rotten garbage saturated the air. Mountains of landfills expanded throughout the continent and could be seen miles upon miles ahead. Ever since President Templeton signed the agreement ten years before with the Duchess of Light for Africa to serve as the location of all the galaxy's trash, no one but the most downtrodden people lived on the continent.

Nixie stopped rocking as we came closer. No doubt the smell and view had ruined her sensual fun. I gazed down. Crows nested on the points of the landfills. From high up even the rats seemed huge. They looked as big as Turtle. Brown fur covered their fat bodies. I swerved around hover dumpster trucks that lowered into the atmosphere at quick speeds. Their bottoms slid open. Pounds of junk dropped out of the ships and rained down into the landfills.

I lifted us higher, pointing us toward the clouds and away from the filth. The wind transformed from an unpleasant odor to fresh air within seconds. I revved the engine some more, sending strong vibrations to Nix's soft spot between her thighs.

“Epic,” Nix moaned.

“Yes, Nixie baby?”

“N-nothing.” She returned to rubbing and my dick ached at the view of her sexy body moving around and around on the hump.

“Please let me know if I can do anything.”

She said nothing, just moaned more.

And there I sat the whole twenty-minute journey from the northern hemisphere to the south, battling with myself not to wrench my dick out of my jeans, rip a hole in hers, and shove into Nix hard, fucking her nonstop, until that hot pussy gripped my cock with no mercy and dripped down so much cream that I exploded and marked that body as mine.

She's too dangerous.

CHAPTER 6

Phoenix

I couldn't help the moans that escaped from my lips as Epic's little toy hummed between my legs like a gi-normous vibrator. I definitely was discovering that I had a newfound appreciation for bikes, his in particular. If he was hoping his bike would serve as foreplay and seduction rolled into one, I had news for him. That boat had already sailed. He had his opportunity earlier in the room when I'd let him kiss me and he had walked away.

Maybe he thought he was being noble, but his rejection was like a kick to the gut. I knew his type. He wanted me on his terms, and that was a game I refused to play. It was my way or nothing. Besides, if I did decide to work with him and his brothers, then I wasn't about to mix business with pleasure.

Hot desire burned a path from between my thighs and uncoiled throughout my body. My arousal soaked my panties and probably seeped through my pants, I was so turned on. Licking my lips and arching my back into Epic, I rocked my ass into his hard cock, relishing in its thickness and the fact that it had to be driving him crazy. He whimpered behind me, or maybe it was just my imagination. The need seared into a hunger so strong I rubbed my swollen pussy up and down the hump, clutching at his thighs for support.

“Yes, baby. Right there.” I was so close and I didn't care if he knew it. I rolled my hips with abandon, not caring who else knew that I was about to get off either. Apparently, Epic had wanted a show, and I was more than happy to give it to him. “Aaaah . . . Epic . . . go . . . faster.”

I grinned as his cock pulsed against my ass and his knuckles gripped the handlebars tighter. “Damn, Nixie baby. You sure you don't need anything from me?”

I smiled, glad he couldn't see my face from his position. If he did, he would have pulled over and taken me right there. “Just keep doing what you're doing.”

“I'm not doing anything.” Frustration coated his words.

I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing. “Sure you are, lover boy.”

Despite his annoyance at me for being such a big tease, his bike began to pick up speed and I no longer could concentrate on well . . . teasing him anymore. I just wanted to get off.

“Mmmm—aaaaahhh!” I heard myself make some kind of incoherent moan as I pushed myself into the vibrating hump on Epic's bike. “Touch me, Epic. Right now.”

One of his hands left the bike and splayed across my stomach. It only stayed there for a moment as I continued to gyrate. His touch drove me to new levels of passion. Twisting my head his way, I leaned back into him, burying half my face against his chest so I could get a good whiff of his enticing spicy scent. Epic's large hand came to rest lightly over my right breast. His body tensed around me and waited for my reaction. Loud moans fled from my lips. He gently squeezed once before pinching my nipple through my thin shirt.
Damn you.
I didn't last much longer after that. I cried out as my thighs quivered. My orgasm exploded through me. Pleasure spasmed in every cell. My body shook with its loss of control.

“Epic,” I moaned as little aftershocks racked my body. “I need to get off this thing.”

I could feel my body already building toward another release. God, maybe his bike was foreplay and seduction all rolled into one. Between the vibrating hump I was again grinding myself against and the rock-solid cock at my back . . . shit. If Epic wanted to fuck me right here, right now, I'd let him.

“We're here, Nixie baby.” Epic's sounded out of breath, like he'd just been running. A small part of me thrilled that I affected him that way.

“Oh. We're here?” I wasn't sure if I was disappointed or not. We came to a stop and Epic only let the bike idle for a moment before turning it off. “Damn, I already knew diamonds were a girl's best friend, but your bike puts a whole new meaning to that phrase. You chose the name wisely.” I chuckled to myself and climbed off Diamond, noting that Epic hadn't said anything since turning the bike off, nor had he moved. A bulge was evident in the middle of his pants.

“Well, you coming in, or what?” I asked without looking at him and walked off with shaky legs toward my dark and dingy motel room.

“Yeah” was all he said. He was off his bike and crowding in behind me before I could blink.

Once inside my motel room with the door shut securely behind us, I turned to face Epic. He stood still as a statue just inside the door, almost as if he were unsure of what to do. But that was okay. I liked being in control.

“Come here, lover boy.” I curled my fingers invitingly. He swallowed and stepped toward me, his eyes turning a burnt-sienna color. I was fast learning that meant he was turned on . . . very much so.

Epic stopped right in front of me. His gaze raked over the length of my body with heat. He reached out to grab me with his huge hands. Stepping back, I smiled up at him. “I'm not going to let you fuck me.”

His succulent lips immediately dipped into a frown. “Then why in the damn darkness did you invite me in?”

“You missed your chance to get into my pants when you left me in those chains.”

“You did shoot me twice. I had a reason to put you in those chains until I could talk to you—”

I interrupted him. “I want to thank you for my little ride home. It was very enjoyable. Satisfying, to be exact.”

I dropped to my knees before he could react and unzipped his pants. His large cock sprang free, a bead of moisture on the tip already waiting for me. I snaked my tongue out to taste it.
Mmmm . . . delicious. I knew he would taste divine
.

He snapped a picture of my mouth gliding down his cock with reverence.

I slid my mouth off. “I didn't give you permission to take that.”

“Trust me. Only I will see it,” he assured me before I said anything else. “I won't transfer it to a computer and send it off to anyone.”

I guided my tongue up and down his length, pausing to say, “If I see it somewhere in cyber space, then you're dead.”

“Yes, ma'am.” He bit his lip as all of his attention followed my tongue.

“I love the way you taste.” I sucked on the head. The point swelled up within my mouth.

Epic groaned and fisted his hands in my hair as he rocked his hips forward, silently begging me to take him deeper. “Please, Nixie.”

I reached up and placed my hands on his hips to stop him from trying to take control. Not many women realized it, but the smart ones knew that a woman could dominate a man from her knees using only her tongue and mouth. The idea of dominating an Alpha male like Epic . . .
oh yeah
 . . . that just did all kinds of things to my insides.

“Nixie, baby,” Epic groaned in frustration. “Please. Suck on it for me, baby.”

I leaned back. His hard cock slipped from my mouth. I licked the edges around the tip. “You want to put in my mouth?”

“Fuck, yes!” His hands combed through my hair. His legs trembled before me. “I'll do anything you desire, Nixie.”

Yep, I have him right where I want him . . . at my mercy
.

I sucked him between my lips and took his hard length all the way back into my throat. It filled my mouth. My cheeks strained a little. Tilting back, I slowly pulled it out and ran my tongue up underneath the head, and flicked him there. With my other hand I cupped his soft balls and teased them with my fingertips.

“God, you're good, Nixie baby. That's right.”

I sucked him back into me, balls deep. His knees buckled as I hummed. “Duchess help me! I can't stand while you do this.”

I chuckled with his cock still pushed deep into my throat and walked him backward while on my knees, until his back hit the wall.
There, that should support him
. And then I went to work—tugging with my mouth, licking, and lapping at him with wet strokes. And when he cried out with desire, I knew he was close. I then sucked on just the head.

“Fuck!” He banged the wall behind him and pounded into my mouth.

With me working him, he only lasted a few minutes, but I knew that wasn't a statement about his stamina. I was just that good. Hot liquid spurted into my throat. He wound his hips back and forth, giving it all to me. When he finished, I swallowed down every last drop of his delicious cum. He slumped down to the ground as if drained of energy. His pants rested at his ankles. I rose and took a mental picture of him, wishing I had artificial eyes like him to take real pictures to look back later on the memory.

The dirty motel wall supported all six-foot-whatever of his solid muscle. His hands hung limply at his sides. His head tilted back with his full lips parted slightly and his eyes were firmly shut. His semi-hard dick glistened with my saliva. I liked what I saw, and a small part of me craved to keep him for a little while longer.

But no, it isn't meant to be.

I learned a long time ago that a man like Epic couldn't be trusted in the long run. He would one day yearn to control me—own me—and I wasn't the type of woman who would let either happen to her. I was almost owned once, and it had nearly killed me, but instead it ended up killing him. I shook my head. I didn't need to think about Teddy now or ever.

“Time for you to leave,” I stated with no emotion.

Epic's eyes snapped open with surprise. “What do you mean ‘time to leave'?”

“What were you expecting? For me to want to cuddle with you afterward?”

“Maybe not cuddle, but—”

“What? Dinner and a movie? Or maybe you figured you'd talk to me for an hour or so and then fuck me on that crappy bed over there?” I quirked an eyebrow at him. “In case you haven't noticed, I'm not really that type of girl.”

“Wow. Whoever it was did a real number on you.”

“No one did a number on me.”

“Someone hurt you so bad you won't give yourself a chance to get to know me.”

“What?”
Am I that transparent?

“You sucked my dick and then tried to kick me out before I could even say thank you or yes, ask you if you wanted to do something or grab something to eat.”

“I'm not hungry and I don't do movies.”

“That's not the point.”

“Save it for someone who wants to listen.”

“Then fine, never mind,” Epic muttered under his breath. “None of my business anyway. I guess I should at least say thanks or something.”

“The pleasure was all mine. Maybe you'll earn another session in the future.”

He ran his fingers through his hair and rose, yanking his pants up. He stuffed himself back in his jeans and zipped up. “You're crazy and pure trouble.”

“Yeah, but the good kind of trouble.”

“I haven't decided that part yet.” Epic studied my face, making me grow uncomfortable under his scrutiny. His eyes glowed white and I wondered what that emotion meant. “You're really an amazing woman. From the moment you stole from me, you've had me second guessing every step I make, while my dick is hard for you.”

“Goodnight, Epic. I'll let you know about the job tomorrow evening, maybe,” I said, trying to hurry along his departure. I couldn't deal with him being in my room any longer, I might do something stupid, like ask him to cuddle or something. Of course after I fucked his brains out . . . probably several times.

He turned to face the door and then glanced over his shoulder at me. “Why the tattoo, the whole phoenix flying out of the fire?”

“Why?”

“I had a dream about it.”

I grinned.

“Don't get crazy. The dream wasn't all about you.”

I frowned and then forced my face into a neutral mask.

“The dream dealt with my dad. He recently passed away, but at the end a Phoenix rose out of the fire. Why did you get that tattoo?”

Oh, he wanted to know about my tattoo. Most did, and I didn't have a problem sharing its meaning. I'd gotten it as a statement, after all. “Sometimes when a girl is young and stupid, she makes mistakes, and pretty big ones at that. Me—I fucked up something big.”

Teddy's face flashed in front of me and I pushed it away.

“Who was it?” Epic asked.

“That's not your concern. I got it to remind me that no matter what, I'll always rise from the ashes. No one will ever keep me down. No one.” I practically growled the last part, my emotions taking control of me for a moment.

“I understand that, but not all men are the same.” Epic's forehead creased in the middle with worry. “You should remember that.”

I gave him a sickening sweet smile. “Oh, how sweet. Are you offering to be the one who opens my eyes up to how great men can be? And maybe you even really believe you're the guy for the job, but things would change. Eventually you'd want to control me, own me, and break me. And it would drive you insane when you couldn't. It would end badly for everyone.” I shook my head to rattle some sense into myself. “It's best if we have a business relationship only.”

“You call what just happened between us business?” He took a step my way.

“What else could it be? We don't even know each other.” I narrowed my eyes at him.

Did I make a mistake? Is he the type that thinks just because we shared a few bodily fluids that he has some kind of claim on me?

“So what was it then?”

“That was just a thank you, like I said. It meant nothing.”

Epic stared at me as if at a loss for words, his nostrils flaring with anger.

“Okay. So I'll let you know about the job.” I waved at him. “Bye bye now.”

Epic opened the door, stalked through, and slammed it behind him without another word. I was going to have to give some serious thought to whether or not working with him was a good idea. I might have already complicated things beyond repair. But, fuck, I needed out of this shit hole and off this planet for good. I had enough money to move to a better room now, but I didn't want to waste it in case I decided I was going to continue on with my original plan and not work with Epic and his brothers.