Critical Intelligence: 2016 Anniversary Edition (Immortal Ops)

by Mandy M. Roth

  Wilson snorted and all eyes went to him. “What?” he asked, shrugging nonchalantly. “No one else found the one-armed bandit thing funny?”

  Jon shook his head, his amber eyes locked on Wilson. “Anyone want me to smack the rat?”

  “Don’t the rat jokes ever get old?”

  “Nope,” the team answered together.

  Roi was about to tell the team to focus when he noticed Missy sway a bit. Holding her hand out, she seized hold of Green’s shoulder and held it tight. “Whoa, I’m a little dizzy.”

  “Missy?” Roi moved to her side quickly, fearing the worst.

  Taking a big breath in, Green smiled as he looked to Roi. “Let’s leave these two alone for a little bit.”

  “Leave us alone? Check her. She was hurt worse than she thought,” Roi said, ready and willing to hold a gun on Green if need be.

  Jon grabbed Wilson’s arm and pulled him toward the door. “We’ll tell the captain that you’ll meet us back at our headquarters in a couple of hours.”

  “We will?” Wilson looked as confused as Roi felt.

  Jon nodded. “Yep, we will.”

  Roi looked to Green for help. “What’s going on? What aren’t you telling me?”

  Missy’s hands began to shake as she covered her mouth. “Oh gods, it’s not possible. I can’t have…”

  “Melissa, they knew what and who you are from the files you stole to show us. It stands to reason that they also know due to the moles in PSI that you lost a child. Why would they inject you with that much of a hormone stimulant and try to take you if they didn’t think it would somehow repair your reproductive organs?”

  Roi’s mind raced to keep up with Green’s words. Why was the injection important again? “I don’t understand. Speak English.”

  Missy turned to him, her wide brown eyes locked on him. Her lip trembled as she caressed her lower stomach. “Roi, I think I’m…”

  “You think you’re what?” he asked as panic began to seize hold of him. Losing Missy wasn’t an option. “Missy-doll, please tell me what’s wrong.”

  “Nothing is wrong.” Green smiled. “Well, not unless you consider being a father a bad thing.”

  “Being a father?”

  Green let out a soft laugh. “I need to run some tests, but I’d be willing to bet my life that you’re going to be a daddy, Roi.”

  “I’m going to be a…” Darkness swallowed him whole as he passed out cold.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  “Would you get off me!” Roi shouted, giving Green a good shove. The man had spent the entire night poking and prodding him with every needle he could find.

  “I’m just trying to make sure that finding out you’re about to be a daddy hasn’t left any lasting effects,” Green said, ignoring Roi’s request to leave him alone. “In truth, I think the sedative you forced us to use on you had taken its toll. Add in the stress of watching your wife be tortured and then turn into a lethal killing machine before your very eyes didn’t help. Toss in the fact that you are going to be a father, and we end up with an out-cold Roi.”

  Roi jerked his arm away from the stubborn redhead and sat up. “Where’s my wife?”

  Green shook his head and nodded at the door. “She’s down the hall, asleep. She refused to leave your side. We had to wait until she fell asleep in the chair by your bed to move her.”

  She stayed with me. The thought warmed Roi.

  “Roi, I need to advise you to stay in bed and get some rest. You may be immortal, but your coping skills suck and your stress levels are through the roof. Uncontrollable shifting could be a side effect.”

  Roi shot Green a look, daring him to try to stop him. Green laughed and turned back to his work. “Have it your way, and tell your mate that I tried to make you rest. She scares me.”

  Roi knew it was a joke, but he could see some truth in it. Missy, when pushed, wasn’t someone to mess with. He’d watched her take out a room full of the enemy by herself. So had the rest of the team. All of them had a newfound respect for women after that show.

  “I take it that the tests you ran were positive.”

  “They were. She carries your child and couldn’t be happier, Roi.” Green ran his hand over the counter near him and smiled. “We’re all happy for you.”

  “She could have been killed, or the baby could have been hurt during that stunt the general let go on to prove Missy’s on our side. When I get my hands on him I’m going to—”

  “Roi,” Green said softly. “Neither Missy nor the baby sustained any lasting damage. The baby was never touched. I think Melissa’s natural senses knew she was expecting, and her instincts ensured she kept it protected.”

  What Green said, while the truth, did little to calm Roi’s nerves. Suddenly, the idea that Missy had run out on him in the middle of the night only to be taken by the enemy was not acceptable. Jerking up fast, Roi ripped the cords from his body and went for the door.

  “Would you at least like to get dressed?” Green asked, chuckling as he did.

  “No.”

  As he stalked down the hallway, he grew more and more agitated. He could sense her now, lying in the room just beyond him. So peaceful, yet so close to death only hours before. Losing Missy wasn’t something he’d ever recover from. She was his mate, his other half. Without her he had nothing to go on for. So many years—decades—he’d spent trying to stay numb, fucking away his needs with women he knew he could never want a life with. Now that he’d found the perfect one, she foolishly put herself in harm’s way.

  Roi slammed the door open and Missy jolted upright on the bed. Her large brown eyes locked on him, and for a second he almost forgot that he was upset with her. The horrible feeling of having thought he’d lost her resurfaced and he set out to do what he should have done the moment he met her—show her who was the Alpha in their relationship.

  “Roi, you’re okay, and still very naked,” she said, climbing out of the bed and running toward him. “I was so afraid for you. Don’t ever do that again. I never in a million years expected you to pass out.”

  “No,” he said, his voice deepening in anger. The wolf within slammed against his restraints, warning Roi that it was just below the surface and more than willing to show itself. “Don’t you ever do that again!”

  “Roi?” Missy asked with something akin to fear in her eyes.

  Roi quickly fought to maintain his hold. “I love you.” It came out without thought but seemed to do what needed to be done—ease Missy’s fears.

  She ran her hand through her hair and sent it cascading over her tiny shoulders. She was so beautiful, so perfect, so lucky to be alive.

  Snatching her tiny body up, Roi quickly pinned her against the wall, careful to cause her no harm. He knew that his eyes were swirling, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t fully control the wolf within and Missy all at the same time. Since there was no possible way he’d allow her to be injured, Roi didn’t care if fur sprouted all over his body. He just wanted her to be safe and to understand that he would never allow her to take such risks with her life again.

  “Roi,” Missy whispered. “What…?”

  He let a claw extend from the tip of his index finger. Placing it against the cotton material of her shirt, he yanked downward, tearing it open. As her skin became visible his cock twitched madly, wanting desperately to be permitted to enjoy her silken depths yet again.

  The smell of her arousal drove him onward. He snapped the bra she wore in two with a flick of his nail, freeing her breasts to him. Unable to hold back, he bent his head down and took one in his mouth. Missy responded instantly, her nipple hardening. He tugged at it, not being near as gentle as he should have been.

  She cried out under him. “Oh, Roi, they’re sensitive now.”

  Of course they were. She was pregnant with his child. How could he have forgotten that? Fighting the beast down a bit, Roi mentally scolded it to be gentler with her. The wolf fought back hard. Roi’s skin began to ripple and it took ev
erything in him to keep from shifting. It wanted to proclaim its dominance, and he’d have no choice but to let it. However, he could do everything in his power to assure Missy’s safety.

  “Mis-sy,” he said, forcing the words out. “Don’t fight me. It will only make it worse.”

  “Make what worse?”

  He could smell her fear. The wolf within soared, causing his cock to harden and his muscles to burn for the change. Roi fought back, not letting himself shift but powerless to do anything about the rock-hard erection he was now sporting. He placed his clawed finger between Missy’s legs and tore her pants open, careful not to hurt her.

  “Roi,” she said, wiggling against him and cupping his cheeks as a smile spread across her face. “Fuck me, Geoffroi. I want this, baby. Don’t fight your nature. Give me all of you. The wolf. The man. Geoffroi.”

  The wolf sensed the challenge for dominance and rose in an attempt to accept it. Fearing for her safety, Roi did the only thing he could think of—he rammed his cock into her tight opening and breathed a sigh of relief to find her wet and welcoming. He knew the wolf would lose its need to display raw power if its cock was sated. All he had to do was bring Melissa to her peak and come. The wolf would rest then. If at any point it tried to take over, Roi would simply kill himself rather than cause her an ounce of pain.

  “God yes, Roi. Fuck me harder.”

  Roi pumped into her tight body frantically, unable to stop the need to teach her, show her that he was the Alpha in the relationship, that she should never disobey him again. Somehow, her throaty moans and playful nibbles told him that she wasn’t taking it all as a lesson but rather a hell of a fuck. He couldn’t fault her. No. His cock was under the impression that she was correct. This was exactly what it needed.

  Missy pushed back, meeting him thrust for thrust, her breasts jiggling in his face, teasing him, taunting him. He seized hold of one with his mouth and did his best to be tender. The ripe bud was so hard and tasted so sweet that he growled out in frustration at trying to keep the wolf down. He’d have to learn to share her glorious nipples with their child, but he had time to savor them all to himself. And Roi planned on using every second of that time to take his wife as many ways as he could. To please her until she begged him to stop.

  He thrust into her again and heard her head hitting the cement wall behind her. His protective instincts kicked in and he went to pull out of her. She held him tight.

  “Sorry, baby,” he bit out.

  “More, Roi. More.” Missy nipped at his jawline. “Give me more.”

  Quickly, Roi turned them and dropped down onto the bed, riding Missy’s body the entire way down. Propping his arms up, he did a partial push-up over her to keep from crushing her tiny body.

  Her pussy squeezed him, making it hard for him to stave off his impending orgasm. Through gritted teeth, and strained arms, he managed.

  “You feel so good, so wet,” he murmured as he continued to take her. Dropping his mouth down, he captured hers and began artfully rubbing his lower abdomen against her mound as he continued to slide his cock in and out of her.

  The added clit stimulation had Missy bucking against him almost instantly. She clawed at his arms, back, butt, and each time her nails bit into his flesh he mentally claimed her again. She was his in every way. The hellcat belonged to the wolf. The truth was, it went both ways. The tiny woman below him, welcoming his cock, showing her love for him, had just as much of a hold on his heart as he had on hers, perhaps more. As scary as that was, Roi gave in to it, internally admitting defeat, and it had never felt so glorious.

  “Yes, Roi, yes,” she cried out as her body continued its tight hold on him, doing its best to pull him back into it.

  Her pussy clenched down around his shaft more, daring it to take another stroke, knowing that he held on to control by only a thread. Roi growled loudly and withdrew from Missy as she continued to come.

  “Roi…” She reached out for him. “No. I need it. I need you to come in me. I need it now.”

  Grabbing his dick at the base, he held tight, not allowing his orgasm to come to fruition. The wolf surged forward and seized hold of Roi’s will. Instantly, he found himself snatching hold of Missy and flipping her over with an ease and art that made it fluid. Her bare ass looked so sweet, so inviting, but she wasn’t ready for that yet. The wolf didn’t seem to care, because Roi watched through a fogged gaze as his finger ran through the cream in Missy’s pussy and stroked it around her tight rosette.

  Pushing a finger in, he held her with his other hand as she tried to heave away from him. “No,” he said, fighting to get even that word past the looming shift.

  Roi?

  Don’t fight it, doll. The beast in me is driving. If you fight me, then I’ll shift completely and you’re not ready for that, baby—not yet.

  I want it. I want you rammed in me, taking me every way possible, Roi.

  He tipped his head back and drew in a deep breath. Having Missy beg him to fuck her up the ass was almost too much. “Mis-sy, please.”

  Mmm, give it to me and I’ll stop.

  Baby. He began to protest.

  “I love you, Roi.”

  I love you too.

  Working another finger into her ass, he felt her rings loosening to accept him. She relaxed her body and began rocking against him as her ass puckered.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Missy gasped for air as Roi continued to finger her from behind. She’d never experienced anything quite like it. The head of his cock pushed against her slit, seeking entrance, found it. With his fingers in her ass, and his penis buried deep in her pussy, she felt so full, so wild, so free. Oddly enough, she’d never felt more loved either. He was her true mate. The one man made for her, and now she not only carried his child but held his heart as well.

  Tossing her head back, she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming out. The mixed sensations were too much, and her orgasm came out of nowhere and made her legs quiver with delight as it tore through her. Her ass clenched his fingers as her pussy dampened and held tight to his cock. It was perfect. Erotic. Masterful.

  “Ah, hell, Miss,” Roi panted, coming in a scalding hot wave into her womb. He jerked a few times, still coming, before yanking himself out and continuing to spurt come onto her ass. He slid his fingers out and placed the head of his cock against her darkened channel.

  She froze. “It won’t fit.”

  Easing the head of his cock in, he laughed softly. Baby, relax.

  “Will it work?” she asked as he pushed into her. The invasion pried her open and she cried out as white-hot pain moved through her, quickly giving way to a different, full kind of pleasure. Roi eased himself out a bit before pumping into her again; this time her body relaxed and her ass loosened its fisted hold on his shaft.

  Roi reached around and toyed with her tender nipples. They hardened instantly, sending pleasure racing toward her womb. She found herself rocking against him, gasping as he took her ass and claimed it as his own.

  “Mine,” he growled out.

  His balls smacked against her clit as he continued to pound the full length of himself into her ass. The feel of another orgasm rising frightened her. It was all too much stimulation. She couldn’t possibly take any more. No one had ever made her feel this good. Roi was made for her. He was her other half, and having him fill her so completely brought her to the edge of joyous tears. So long she’d waited to find him, always believing he was just a myth but hoping she was wrong.

  “Roi, please,” she panted as her entire body convulsed. Another orgasm ripped through her fast, leaving little time to prepare for it. She cried out as her entire body went rigid.

  “So tight. That’s it, baby, that’s it, come for me.” Roi pumped into her faster, making tiny animalistic noises as he went. She answered each one as a mate should. “Mmm, baby, yeah. So fucking tight. Give it to me. Let that pussy soak your legs, Missy. I want to come in your ass.”

  Her body obliged, coming
with a fierceness she’d never felt before. It was so good. Too good in fact. It wasn’t done, yet she ached for more. “Ah…oh, yes…Roi.”

  Roi pushed hard into her, causing her arms and legs to give out from under her. She fell down onto her stomach with Roi riding her ass all the way down. Missy moaned, the combination of pain and pleasure formed a supernova. For a brief moment she feared she’d wet herself. When she realized she was experiencing the elusive female ejaculation, she bit at the sheet and rode it out, enjoying every second of it.

  He continued to pump into her, grinding her clit into the mattress, forcing her own set of animal noises from her throat as another orgasm hit her.

  “Arrrrrgh.” He held his weight down on her, filling her dark channel with his come. The added moisture made his dick slide even easier and he took advantage of it, fucking her wildly as the rest of his semen unloaded into her.

  As the last drops of his come eased their way out, Roi withdrew his shaft. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, pulling her against him as he lay on his side. He nudged the cleft of her ass with his hard cock and she moaned.

  *

  She giggled, easing some of his worry. “No, you didn’t hurt me, but I need a break and a shower.”

  Kissing her shoulder, he spooned her. His body was so much bigger than hers that he engulfed her. It was perfect. Holding Missy was all he wanted to do at the moment. Cuddling had never been his thing before, but Missy changed that. The idea of not wrapping his arms around her and thanking her for sharing something so wonderful with him was unheard of. “Mmm, thank you, baby. And I’ll let you get up, but first you need to tell me that you’ve learned your lesson, then we’ll shower.”

  “Learned my lesson?”

  “Yeah, not to disobey me again,” Roi said, doing his best to sound stern. “Not to take off in the middle of the night.”

  Missy chuckled. “Wait, that was supposed to be a lesson?”

  He balked. “You’re not seriously trying to tell me that you missed my show of dominance. Are you?”