Critical Intelligence

by Critical Intelligence(lit)

  “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 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 jaw line. “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 fisted his shaft, making it hard for him to stave off his pending 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 a hold on his heart as he had on hers, perhaps more. As scary as that was, Roi gave into 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, daring it to take another stroke, knowing that he held onto 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 from 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.

  * * * *

  Missy gasped for air as Roi continued to finger-fuck her ass. 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, her orgasm came out of nowhere and made her legs quiver with delight as it tore through her. Tightening her body even more and in rhythmic patterns. Her ass clenched his fingers as her pussy dampened and held tight to his cock. It was perfect. Erotic. Masterful.

  “Ah, hell, Mis,” 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. His slid his finger 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. It’ll fit, baby, just relax.

  “Are you sure?” 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 towards 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 actually frightened her. It was all too much stimulation. She couldn’t possibly take anymore. 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 that 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 seen before. It felt 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 bod
y 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?”

  “For a show of dominance, you took a lot of precautions not to hurt me and to get me off, several times. You even thanked me.”

  “Yeah, love has a way of fucking with manly displays,” he said, kissing her neck and snuggling against her.

  “Mmm,” she murmured, moving closer to him. “I love you, Geoffroi Majors.”

  “And I love you, Melissa Majors.”

  Missy cleared her throat. “No. That would be Melissa Carter-Majors.”

  Roi stiffened. “No, wife. Melissa Majors.”

  “Don’t make me shoot you, Roi. I really do love you and would hate to waste a bullet.”

  Laughing softly, Roi kissed the top of her head. “Fine, Carter-Majors it is. But my son will just have Majors for a last name.”

  “Your son?” Missy asked, snickering slightly. “I think it’s a girl and she likes Carter-Majors for a last name too.”

  Roi snorted. “If she’s anything like her mommy she would pick that just to tick me off.” Running his hand over her stomach, Roi stilled and let out a shaky breath. “Thank you for this gift, Melissa.”

  “No,” she said, placing her hand over his. “Thank you, Geoffroi.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  “No fucking way is she going back in there!” Roi shouted as Colonel Brooks, Lukian, Wilson and Jon held him back. He narrowed his gaze on the General and then Missy. “Tell your father that you aren’t going back in.”

  “He knows I’m not going back in but I am going back down there because you guys will need my help. I can stay at our base down there and remote guide you when needed.”

  Roi clenched his fists. “No, you can’t. If what you say is true and Krauss and Molyneux are down there, I don’t want you anywhere near it. I’m sure Lukian isn’t letting Peren go.”

  Lukian cleared his throat and Roi knew he wasn’t going to like what came out of his brother’s mouth. “Actually, Peren is coming. So is Melanie.”

  “What?” Green asked, suddenly taking an active part in the discussion. He’d been nose deep in research material that Missy had provided him with and Roi wasn’t sure the man would ever surface again. “Melanie is not going down there.”

  Eadan moved forward. “Are you going with the team, Green?”

  “Of course I am.”

  “Then Melanie is too.”

  Missy glanced around at all the men. “This isn’t up for debate gentlemen. You’ll be cut from the mission if it’s done any way but my way. Eadan and I will go down alone and it will be me going in personally then. I don’t think any of us want that. We need to destroy three of Krauss’ main labs and retrieve whatever data I missed. This is bigger than all of us. If he’s allowed to continue, he will create an unstoppable army while successfully wiping out our best line of defense--the Immortal Ops.”

  The General nodded. “She’s right. They’ve already spent a considerable amount of time and money developing weapons to use specifically on you. They won’t stop until they know your secrets and know you are no longer a threat. They will also kill anyone involved with you. Somehow they got word on Parker’s attempted assassination of Peren and know that Melanie and Missy were involved. They already have a huge target painted on my daughter’s back. I want them dead and I know you will all see to it they are. I also know that the girls are going to be safest with you.”

  The General looked to Eadan and then Roi. “I need to know that the two of you can work together from here on out.”

  Brooks stilled and Roi knew it was bad. “Colonel, why the hell does he want to know that?”

  “Because,” Brooks paused briefly, “from this point on Eadan is to act as the sixth op. He’s to fill Lance’s position until we find someone else. Eadan also carries full PSI clearance and seniority. He has willingly set that aside and offered to serve under Lukian’s command until the I-Ops are whole again.”

  “Like fucking hell…”

  Shocked by Wilson’s partial outburst, Roi just stared at him. “Hey, shouldn’t I be the one protesting that heavily? It’s my wife’s ex-husband we’re talking about here.”

  Wilson adjusted himself and stared at Brooks. “Sir, I’d like it stated on record that I think it’s a really bad idea letting Blondie tag along as part of our group. Lance isn’t replaceable. Especially not by some blond Fabio version of a spy. He held Roi and all of us back when Missy needed us and I’ll be damned if I let him do it again.”

  “Don’t make me admit that you aren’t the jackass I thought you were,” Roi said, still surprised by Wilson’s outburst.

  Lukian growled. “This matter is not up for debate. If you would rather go with the person they first picked that’s fine but I’m thinking that will be a no.”

  “Who did they first choose?” Jon asked, ever the quiet and reserved one.

  Missy put her hand in the air. “Me.”

  “Eadan works for me,” Roi said quickly. “No way is she coming on as an op. She’s keeping her sexy l’il ass at the base with the rest of the women.”

  “Excuse me, but Melanie, as far as I know, isn’t aware of what we truly are. How are we planning to get her to come with us to South America?” Green asked, setting his files down on the briefing room table.

  Missy and Eadan exchanged knowing looks as she moved closer to Roi. “You’re going to ask her to come, Green.”

  “I’m what?”

  Eadan laughed. “You heard the lady. You’re going to ask Melanie to accompany you on a trip. She’ll say yes because her body won’t give her a choice in the matter.”

  Green didn’t look pleased by the answer. “I’m not about to force a woman to leave the country with me.”

  “If you don’t, Green, she’ll die.” Missy narrowed her dark gaze on him. “The withdrawal is getting worse by the minute. I think we all know that you’re avoiding her because you don’t want to see her suffer but that’s exactly why she’s suffering. Just being near her will ease her pain.”

  “We don’t know that for sure,” Green offered, clearly not wanting to believe what Missy had to say.

  Pulling free from the hold half the room had on him, Roi looked at his old friend and smiled. “I think they’re right. I think she needs you now more than ever and I know you don’t want anything to happen to her, Green.”

  “So, you’re telling me to ask her?”

  “Yes.”

  Green glanced around the briefing room and sighed. “Looks as though we’re headed south.”

  Epilogue

  “What’s wrong?” Missy asked as she stood on Roi’s deck looking out at the night stars. “I told you that I love your house. But I reserve the right to be upset that you didn’t bring me home to your real house until after we were married and I was knocked up.”

  “Understood. But in my defense I wasn’t sure if they had the address to my house, or rather, our house now or not.”

  Missy smiled. “Why in the hell do you have six bedrooms and seven baths if it was just you living here?”

  “Are you trying to ask me if anyone has lived with me before?”

  Nodding, she exhaled. “Yes.”

  “From time to time I end up with Wilson passed out on the hallway floor. Twice I’ve even put him in a quiet bed. The rest of the time I ju
st walk over him like he’s not there.”

  Missy’s eyes widened. “You leave your friend passed out in the hallway?”

  “Yep. Don’t worry, Jon stays over and writes derogatory statements on Wilson’s forehead in permanent marker when he’s that drunk.”

  “How is that supposed to make me not worry?” Missy asked.

  Roi shrugged. “I don’t know. I thought you’d be happy someone was close by him.”

  “Writing things on his forehead isn’t the same as lending a hand if he needs it.”

  “Oh, I’ll tell Jon to get another beer on hand just in case Wilson wakes and starts to lose his buzz.” Chuckling, Roi wrapped his arms around her tighter, carefully placing his hands over her lower stomach. “I love you so much, baby doll, that I’m terrified of leaving you and of taking you with me when we go down there.”

  “Roi, I can kill a man with my bare hands. I’ll be fine.”

  As much as a turn on as that was, Roi still worried. “You’re my everything, Melissa. I mean it. Never in my life has someone meant so much to me and the idea of anything happening to you is killing me.”

  “Do you think the idea of you traipsing around the jungle with the likes of who knows what is sitting well with me?”

  He hadn’t really considered how she felt about his safety. Roi just assumed he’d return to her. Now as he held her in his arms he realized how fragile life was. Being immortal was just a fancy way of saying they had eternal youth so long as something didn’t come along and kill them by the rules--a blow to the heart with the right weapon and they were gone. The removal of his head wouldn’t leave him in any kind of great shape either. There were no guarantees.

  “If something ever happened to me the I-Ops would take care of you and our child.” Roi paused a moment before taking a deep breath. “I would want you to move in with Eadan again and…”

  Missy twisted in his arms fast and pressed her hand to his mouth. “Don’t say it, Geoffroi. Eadan and I had our chance and we will always care deeply for one another but we will never be more than extremely close friends.”