Sergey: Love Me Harder (8 page)

She placed her hands against his chest and pushed. “Why do you get to have all the fun?”

He quirked an eyebrow up and she blushed. Damn pale skin. She pushed again and he rolled over onto his back.

She climbed on top of him. She would never climb on anything again without comparing it to how hot he felt between her clenched legs. Looking down, she laid an arm against his, looking at how dark and tan he was compared to her creamy complexion. She never should’ve been stationed in the desert. She was way too pale for it.

That injection the alien males had given her had cleared up most of the damage from the intense heat of sun on her fair complexion. She owed them a lot.

The flex of his hips under her brought her back to the present. What was she going to do with all of this male goodness under her? Her fingers twitched, wanting to touch.

She traced his lips, wanting to memorize the feel with her fingertips. The more she touched him, the more sensitive she became. Her latent senses awakened. That sixth sense she’d always carried around with her rose and stretched, filling her up, allowing her to feel more. More than just the male who laid still while her fingers traced down his neck and moved to the wide expanse of his chest.

Her senses spread out. She could hear the smallest sounds. Even her eyesight was sharper. She felt like she was more than she’d been before the experiment, before or even after the injection. Whatever was happening to her was directly related to Sergey. One more thing to thank him for.

She ran her fingers over his chest, tracing every delineated muscle. She watched as he drew in big breaths of air and tried to keep his body from moving as she tortured him with the simplest of things, her touch.

She followed her fingers with the swipe of her tongue over him, smiling when a deep raw groan escaped his lips. Reaching up she closed her mouth over a nipple and sucked. He pulled her closer, so she sucked harder. Using her teeth she bit down hard as he bucked his hips upward.

Her male liked a little pain. She bit him again a little harder and watched as his chocolate eyes flipped. His eyes were no longer those of the male. His beast looked at her. She’d seen the beast before. The three males in the desert had changed at the last minute, covering her body completely before the gas had taken over the tiny house they had been in.

She’d shied away from the memory. She couldn’t shy away from the eyes that held her now.

Not breaking eye contact, she moved to the other nipple and repeated her sucking and biting. All the while watching the beast. His eyes dilated in pleasure. He wanted her as much as the male did.

She gave a moan of her own as that realization made its way into her mind. Both of them wanted her and she wanted them, him. They were one and they were hers. She wasn’t giving up the one thing she’d found, even if her mind was telling her that she didn’t deserve anyone this special.

She backed up, not wanting to wait any longer, and ran her hot center over his hard cock. His body bucked like an electrical current had just been run through it.

“Feel something you want?” She asked.

He growled and placed his hands on her hips, lifting her.

“I’m so wet.” She stuck a finger inside of her throbbing pussy and drew it back soaked. Before she could act, he had her finger in his mouth, sucking on it.

She gave a moan of pleasure. He lifted her further, placing her hot center over the tip of his hard cock. She tried to plunge downward, but he held her tight.

She gave a moan of frustration before he began to lower her a little at a time. She could feel the pressure of him against her lips. She bit her tongue as he lowered her, breaking through a bit at a time. She tried to hurry, but he prolonged it, breeching her ever so slowly. Her aching pussy was weeping from the slowness of his infiltration.

Every incredible inch of him made her want him more. His thickness touched every wall of her tight sheath, even as he plunged in deeper. She was filled and still he kept sinking. How deep was her hungry pussy? Who cared? She wanted every yummy inch of him. He finally bottomed out, taking any usable air with him.

She gasped, trying to moan. Then he lifted her, allowing her to drop down onto his thick cock. She forgot about moaning and screamed her pleasure to the four walls around her. She met him thrust for hard thrust, working his long length in her body.

The walls of her pussy tightened around his cock. She needed to hold on, she told her body, as she bounced up and down on him. She needed to last, she told herself, as she felt him pounding inside of her, giving her everything she’d ever dreamed of and so much more.

Not yet, she told her aching nipples which he was sucking on. This needed to last. It was too damn good to end now. With effort, she changed the way she was thrusting on him to prolong the intense pleasure.

The change brought his thickness right against her pleasure spot. The pleasure increased tenfold. She tightened around him. His hands grabbed her hips again working them on his cock.

Rational thought flew. She was nothing, but a bundle of nerve endings. She moved faster, craving what he was giving her. She begged for release. Begged to be set free from the limitations of her body.

She plunged down as he plunged up and she creamed as her body broke apart again. She flew. Her body shattered and her voice screamed her pleasure to the high heavens.

She felt him when his body came apart for her. The gush of his seed inside of her set her off again. Her moans were mixed with the deep groans that came from him.

His deep moans were music to her ears.

Minutes, months, years later she lifted her head and looked down at him. “Hey.”

“Hey, yourself.” His voice rumbled deep with contentment.

She squirmed, still connected to him. He took his hand and placed it on her rear.

“Keep that up and you’ll be getting another dose of me.”

She blushed. “Bring it on.”

He flicked his hips upward. “I do believe you’re sore.”

“I’ve been sore before.” Her eyes bore down on his.

He reached up and drew her head down for a kiss. “I’m not going anywhere, Lorali. I’m not leaving you. There won’t ever be another female in here, unless it’s the child we make together. You’re my mate and I’ll keep you.”

“Good thing for you I’ve decided to keep you also. So tell me, do aliens need a long recovery period?”

She ran her fingers over his chest drawing pictures on it as she lazily slid herself off his hard cock to plunge down again.

“I want to give my female ample time to recover.”

She bounced on his cock with more vigor this time.

“Or not.” He said.

He rolled her over plunging in deep.

Chapter Thirteen

Lorali stretched as she woke, feeling the soreness in her body. She felt the soreness! She wanted to laugh at the sheer joy of being able to feel. She reconsidered, not wanting her male to think she’d gone off the deep end. Rolling out of bed, she went into the bathroom, knowing she needed that shower now more than ever.

Turning on the water, she took care of her morning business. She peeked to make sure he was still asleep before she got into the shower. The warm water helped to soothe her aching body.

He was incredible. She was already thinking of a T-shirt that said Aliens Do It Better. She laughed, thinking about the looks that would get her. Wishing she’d opted for a long soak in the big tub she’d eyed last night, she washed, wanting to be ready for the day.

She was coming out of the shower as he entered the bathroom.

“You slept longer than I thought you would.” She greeted him.

“No, I was listening to you as you showered. I knew you needed a break, so I chose not to disturb you.”

“Thank you.” She went up to him and gave him a good morning kiss, refusing to think about her teeth that needed brushing.

Unable to ignore that little chore any longer, she went to the sink. Once done, she left him alone and went in search of clothes. She grabbed a nice pair of jeans that she’d been forced into purchasing the day before. She paired it with a flattering oversized shirt, one that would hide the gun at her back.

“Will I be with you or with Rena and Dee today?” She asked Sergey as he walked out the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. He looked good enough to lick. The stray droplets of water that clung to him were calling her name. Will power, she whispered to herself. If she crossed the room she would have him again.

“You’re going to come to the office with me today. Both Rena and Dee will be at the office also. They both do jobs for Dare Securities.”

“Why do they work?”

“You’ll have to ask them that.”

She sat and watched as he took out a suit. It was a navy blue one. It too looked like it had been made for him. Working security must pay well.

“Are we going to get something to eat on the way in?” Lorali asked him.

“Is that ok with you?” He said.

“Yeah. I was just wondering. Do you eat out often?”

He nodded his head. “We, the brothers have a tendency to either gather at Rena’s house or Dee’s. They cook and we eat. When they aren’t cooking Dante is.”

“Oh.”

“Is something wrong?” Sergey asked.

“I’m not really a cook.”

“Does that upset you?”

“No. It’s just that you must eat a lot. You’re huge, in a good way. I guess I could try and learn.”

“Little one, I can cook. It isn’t something you have to worry about. When everything is settled, we can find someone to cook, if it makes you feel better. Don’t be sad over something that isn’t important.”

“You’re not mad?”

“No.”

“Why not?” He stared at her, not saying anything. “My ex always said that a woman who couldn’t cook wasn’t worth much.”

“Was this the same ex who didn’t have sense enough to wait for you to come home? He cheated instead?”

“That’s him.”

“Need I say more?”

“No.” She slid past him and started towards the door. “Meet you downstairs.”

She flew down the stairs, feeling lighter than she had in years. She thought about her ex before kicking him to the curb for good. She’d spent too much time remembering him and all of his little put downs.

“So what are we taking today?” He had way too many cars. There was no way he could drive them all.

He walked over to the red mustang and pulled out the keys. “I thought you might want to drive.”

She took the keys and slid in. She loved this car.

They kept the talk light and easy as she drove into the city. They stopped by a drive thru, getting breakfast sandwiches and coffee.

She pulled into the parking spot he’d directed her to. “So what will I be doing today?”

“Meeting the employees. Learning who’s who. Finding out where both Rena and Dee work and getting a feel for their schedules and movements.”

“You truly want me to protect them? That wasn’t a pretext so you could get in my pants?” She asked.

“Nothing and no one was going to keep me out of your pants. You’re part of the family, my family, which means you don’t have to work. I honestly didn’t think you would be happy doing nothing.”

Part of his family. A part of her desperately wanted that, but when you had been alone as long as she had it was hard to believe. She gave him a tight smile and ignored the comment.

“You were right. I’d hate sitting around and doing nothing.” She followed him into the building.

He stopped at the first security guard, the one at the door. “Phil this is Lorali. Lorali this is Phil. Lorali will be working a special security detail. Give her any help she asks for.”

“Yes Mr. Dare.”

“Phil, you can call me Sergey.” They walked away.

“You scare him.”

“I’ve never done anything to him. He has no reason to fear me.”

“Fear is unreasonable. You scare him. He’ll never call you Sergey. Stop asking him too. Then he’ll begin to warm up to you.”

“What makes you say that?” He frowned at her.

“The way he holds his body. The tightness of his smile. He recognizes you on some level as a predator. It makes him weary and it should that’s why you hired him because he has good instincts. That’s why I assume you hired him.”

He nodded and walked over to the guard who manned the desk in the entrance.

“Brian, I want to introduce you to Lorali, she’s a new member of the staff. She’ll be working a special security assignment for us. Lorali this is Brian. Ask him any questions you need answers for. He’s very knowledgeable about the comings and goings of the staff.”

“Nice to meet you, Lorali. I’ll give her any assistance she needs, Mr. Dare.”

Sergey opened his mouth. The feel of Lorali’s hand on his arm changed his mind. He walked to his office with her following.

Vance was sitting in the waiting room. “Sergey,” his secretary said, “Mr. Baal insisted on waiting for you to come in.”

“That is fine Sylvia. Find Aran and Niko. Advise them of the situation. Have them come to my office.”

“Vance, it is a pleasant surprise to see that you’re up and well. Please come to my office. Lorali will you join us?”

Lorali took a seat at the rear of the room where she could watch Vance to be sure he wasn’t a threat.

“Vance, you’re out sooner than the doctors thought.”

“I healed faster than they thought. They aren’t sure why. I was given a clean bill of health.”

Sergey nodded. There was a quick knock on his door, then Aran and Niko walked in. They greeted Vance.

He used to be the head of the accounting department at the security firm.

“Vance.” Niko moved to stand in front of him. “I’m not sure how much you remember of what happened before the ordeal you went through. I do have some questions for you.”

“I’ve lost large chunks of my memory. It is frustrating. The police question me, thinking I’m lying. I try to remember. It feels like I’m close, then nothing. I’m left with nothing, but a yawning blackness so deep I fear I’ll fall into it.”

All three males nodded like they understood his distress. “I’ll try not to push you too hard.”

“As you know, we do many of our repeat transactions by credit card. It allows the business side to be somewhat automated. We did a review of our records and found a credit card that was taken out in your name. Do you have any memory of that?”