Impossible End (Unchecked Book 3) (6 page)

I couldn’t take it. I started pounding into her. My dick hitting her cervix, her walls clamping down around me, I wasn’t going to last. “Come,” I demanded.

The second I felt her go off, I gripped her hips, thrust deep, and fucking detonated.
“Oh, fuck.”

Panting, sweating, my brain shut off.

Her fingers dug into my thigh. “I feel you, inside me.”

Her breathy little whisper crawled up my spine and my dick pulsed. I wrapped my arms around her waist and brought her to my chest then flipped to my back. She started to move off me but I tightened my hold and brought my knees up, caging her legs between mine. “Stay.”

Her back settled on my chest and her hands went to my thighs. I never wanted to move.

“Neil needs a decorator.”

Fuck. Seriously? “My dick’s inside you and you’re thinking about Neil?”

She started to laugh. Not a girl giggle, but a full blown Layna laugh. If I didn’t fucking adore her, I would’ve been insulted as hell.

“I can’t…” She laughed harder. “I can’t keep you inside…” She rolled to her side and I slid out. “Neil’s gonna be pissed about his sheets!” She dissolved into laughter.

“Christ, woman.” I shook my head, not giving a shit about the sheets.

She held her left hand up and wiggled her ring finger. “Not woman,
wife
!” Giggles cascaded out of her, reminding me why her laughter was the best fucking part of my life.

My cell phone rang. Smiling, I answered without looking at the display. “This’d better be good, Tyler.”

“It’s André. Maldonado’s dead.”

I sat up. “You sure?”

“One hundred percent.”

“Thank G—”

“We got a problem.”

I
LOCKED DOWN MY EXPRESSION
. “Details,” I demanded.

Layna sat up and looked at me.

“You need to come north,” André insisted.

I tried to smile at Layna. “Why?”

“How soon can you get to Talon’s?”

I bit back a frustrated growl and tried like fuck not to let Layna see my growing tension. “Depends on what intel you give me.” He needed to give me something before I risked my wife’s life by taking her up there. “I’m not going to step in it.”

“You’re already in it, both of you are, neck deep. Your names are being thrown around as possibly being behind this. We’re trying to contain it but you need to get the hell up here.”

Jesus fucking Christ. “How?” I smoothed my hand over Layna’s hair.

“How’d your names leak, or how are we containing it?”

Layna leaned into me and I lowered the volume as low as it would go so she couldn’t hear. “Both.”

“I don’t want to discuss it over the phone.”

“Then we’re not moving.”

“
Dios mios
,” André sighed. “Look, your names leaked. You knew this could happen but I’m containing it. Get up here. We’re relocating you two.”

“How serious is it?”

“The kind of serious where you leave the country while I sort this shit out. Carlos and Davis will bring you up.”

“What about Tyler?”

“He’s already on his way. Neil too.”

Shit. “Transport,” I said cryptically. “I need to know what I’m getting into.” There was over three hundred miles of open road between here and Daytona Beach.

“Rat trap,” he said, mentioning the nickname of an operation that turned to shit in Afghanistan. We’d gotten surrounded and weren’t sure which way to get out. We weren’t in danger in the compound, but we knew the second we breached, we were going to be exposed as fuck. He was telling me it was safe to come up but after that, he had no fucking clue.

I needed to know if we had to disappear permanently. “Completely off grid?”

“No, just until the heat settles. Neil’s working on the details. In the meantime, get up here. I’m not discussing anymore of it over the phone.”

Fuck. “Copy that. Six hours.”

“See you then.” André hung up.

“What’s going on?” Layna’s hand was clutched in a fist as it rested on my chest.

I pulled her fingers apart and took my time kissing each one. She watched my movements but her breathing didn’t slow. The tension in her shoulders stayed rigid and I could tell she was waiting me out. “I think we should plan a real honeymoon.”

“You already did. We’re on it. I was joking about a redo.”

“I wasn’t. Where do you want to go? Bahamas? Hawaii?” Fuck, where did she like to vacation? She’d never said. All I knew was she hated cold weather but knowing Neil was planning our shit, it was most likely going to be somewhere in Scandinavia where he had a past and connections.

“We’re already on an island.”

I brought her hand to my mouth and touched the underside of her wrist with the tip of my tongue. “How about a different island?” Denmark had islands but I wasn’t going to tell her shit until I knew what Neil had planned.

She jerked her hand back. “Damn it, tell me what’s going on!”

I calmly took her hand back and laced our fingers. “We’re going to Daytona.”

Her rigid posture didn’t budge. “And?”

I fought a smile. “Have I told you how smart you are?”

“Yes. But you were mistaking my instincts for intelligence.”

“There’s a difference?” I brushed my thumb over her knuckles, studying her expression.

“Tell me the rest of it.”

I searched for cracks. I looked for a thread that was about to unravel, but all I saw was agitation. “We may have to disappear for awhile.”

She didn’t even flinch. “How long is awhile?”

“Would it matter?”

Her eyebrows drew together for a moment, but then she exhaled and her face softened. “As long as I’m with you, I don’t care where we go.”

I kissed her once then had to pull back before I took her again. “Right answer.”

“But I’m not going somewhere really cold.”

Shit. I forced a smile. “I’ll keep you warm.”

She crawled over me and straddled my legs. “How warm?” she purred. “Because I’m going to—”

I slammed my mouth over hers. Rough, demanding, I stroked her with my tongue and ran my hands up her back. She melted into me and it only turned me on more. Already hard again, I lifted her by the waist, positioned myself, then drove her down as I thrust up.

“Ahhhh!” She clenched down on me, hard.

I gripped a handful of her hair, pulled and her head fell back. “So fucking tight,” I growled.

She rocked into me and her moan filled the room.

Head back, lips parted, her eyes half-lidded, she was so fucking gorgeous.
I put my mouth against her throat and whispered, “Do you know what you feel like?”

“No,” she rasped.

“Like everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Her body stilled, her eyes opened and I released my tight grip in her hair as she brought her head up.

“Blaze,” she breathed, staring into my soul.

“Everything,” I repeated.

Her hand landed on my heart. “I love you.”

“I know.” Every part of her body changed when she looked at me. Her shoulders lifted, her back went straight, her eyes turned to liquid heat and her pulse raced. I knew how she felt about me.

She pushed her fingers into my hair. “I’ll still always tell you.”

“I know.” She needed the words. I didn’t. I didn’t throw out words when I had actions.

Her forehead creased and her hands stilled. “What if I never told you again?”

“It would change nothing.”

She turned her head and dropped her arms.

I grabbed her chin and brought her back to me. I’d been waiting for this to come up. I never told her I loved her in response to her telling me. It cheapened it. “But I would miss it,” I said honestly.

“Would you?” It wasn’t a question. It was an accusation.

“Yes.”

“
I
miss it.”

I wrapped a hand around her throat and pushed her away from me. My other hand grabbed her waist and yanked her hips closer. Her back arched perfectly. I drew a hard nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue.

She cried out, digging her fingers into my scalp.

Sucking hard, I drew my teeth across her nipple then released her to lick away the sting.

Her pussy clenched hard around my dick.
“Oh my God.”

“How many times have I come inside you?” I asked calmly.

“I dunno,” she answered absently, rocking her hips.

“How many other women have I come inside?”

She froze and looked at me, the color draining from her face.

“How many?” I demanded.

She swallowed.

“You know this,” I reminded her. “Answer me.”

“None,” she whispered.

I dropped my Marine face. “You don’t need the words,” I slowly annunciated, letting her see the man I was, not the warrior I’d been trained to be.

Her eyes welled with unshed tears.

Then I gave her the fierce truth that meant more to me than any three words. “I would die for you.”

A tear slipped down her cheek.

I cupped the back of her head, laid her down and thrust into her with everything in my heart. “My Layna.
My love
.”

She clung to me with desperation, as if she couldn’t get close enough then she gave me what I craved most in this world. “I am yours. I will always be yours.”

My lips crashed over hers and I shuddered, thinking how I’d almost lost her. My life was darkness before her. I was never going back there. I would kill a thousand times over to keep her safe.

Her tongue swirled up to meet mine and all thoughts ceased except the exquisite torture of my painfully hard cock buried deep inside her. Cupping her face, I thrust forward and rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip. “You’re gonna come for me, baby.”

“Yes,” she breathed, arching off the bed.

“Feel me.” I drove deeper. “
Only me
.”

“I do,” she rasped, her legs starting to tremble. “You’re everywhere. In my body, in my heart.”

I ground my hips against her, pulled back and then slammed home. “Who owns you?”

“You!”

I reached between us and rubbed her clit. “Come for me, baby.”

She detonated and I fucking exploded inside her.

Minutes later, sweating, my wife against my chest, my dick still buried inside her, I didn’t want to move but I reluctantly lifted her off of me. “Shower. We need to get going.”

She sighed dramatically. “Anyone ever tell you you’re bossy?”

“You. Several times.”

“Well, let me tell you again.” She curled up on the pillows and gave me the smile I’d never seen her give anyone else. “You’re bossy.”

I leaned over and brought my lips just close enough. “You love it.”

“Kiss me,” she whispered.

Her breathy demand made my dick twitch back to life. I reached between her legs and sunk two fingers into her. “Where?” I asked, slowly moving down her body.

She squeaked in surprise. “What are you doing?”

I stroked through her swollen pussy, feeling my mark inside her. “What do you think?”

She sat up, closed her legs and her thighs squeezed my hand. “
No
.”

“Lie back,” I commanded.

Her small hands wrapped around my wrist in alarm. “Don’t.”

I curled my fingers and stroked. “If I want to touch you, I’m going to touch you.” We were about to be on the road for who knew how long. I wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass.

She sucked in a breath and her tight pussy convulsed around my hand. “But…” She fought a small moan and lost. “It’s not…guys don’t…you don’t like that.” Heat flamed her cheeks.

I narrowed my eyes and stroked deeper. “You’re talking about other men while I’m inside you?”

“No! I just…I just…” Her lips parted and her eyes closed.

“Look at me,” I ordered.

Hooded eyes met mine.

“This”—I pushed on her clit and curled my fingers—“is mine. You’ve come on my dick, cried on my shoulder and bled in my hands.” I pulled my hand out and brushed a finger across her lips. “You think this bothers me?”

Eyes wide, she stared at me.

I leaned in, licked across her lips, and shoved my tongue into her mouth. One stroke and I retreated. “It doesn’t.”

“But—”

I cut her off. “Lie back,” I ordered.

Her expression part deer in headlights, part lip-biting desire, she slowly laid back.

Dominance-laced adrenaline surged through my veins. “Good girl,” I murmured, sinking my fingers back inside her. “Close your eyes.”

Inhaling, she looked at me for a second then her eyes fluttered shut.

Hard as shit, I stared down at her perfect body. Lush tits, full hips, small waist, she was thin from running but she had curves I couldn’t wait to see fill out when she was carrying my child. My heart took a hit at the thought of the baby we’d lost but I shoved it aside and stroked my fingers inside her.

Dripping around my hand, she moved her hips and pulled her bottom lip into her mouth.

I leaned down and sucked a nipple between my teeth.

Her eyes went wide and she gasped.

I lapped at the sting. “Did I say you could open your eyes?”

“No,” she panted.

Holding her gaze, I moved to the other nipple. “You want to watch?”

“Ye-yes,” she stammered.

I didn’t hesitate. I moved between her legs, sucked her clit between my teeth, and pumped my fingers like it was my dick.