The Fire in Her Eyes [In Her Eyes 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by K. R. Haynes

  Chapter Twenty

  A damn wildcat, that’s exactly how Mick would describe his woman’s behaviour tonight. Somewhere along the way his Mary J had turned her feline claws on him and he loved every fucking minute of it. He always knew his woman was wild and untamed. She was a tigress for sure, and she had him all but roaring with need to tame that feistiness trapped inside her. She was his other half, the raw and unhinged version of his other half. In a way they both completed each other, and up until tonight, Mick hadn’t realised that. He knew the errors of his ways now though.

  He also knew it was wrong of him to keep certain elements of his life from her, when he had all but forced her to spill all her dark and painful secrets to him. She had a right to want to lash out at him, and he allowed her to do so up until a certain point. Now he had her so worked up he could smell the spicy scent of her arousal and he couldn’t wait until he could dive in for a taste of it.

  Kicking the bedroom door open with his booted foot, Mick lowered Mary J to the floor so she was once again kneeling at his feet. The way a good sub should be. However, his little wildcat sub was glaring up at him with daggers in her eyes. The fire he could see burning hotly in her soft green orbs had his dick pulsing with an animalistic hunger. He had to push back on the need to take her and fuck her hard.

  He wanted to mark her as his tonight. The need to do so was so bad his balls were already straining upwards in readiness to empty their load into her hidden, silken depths. Goddamn it he wanted her more than any man should ever want a woman. He needed to keep his head on straight though. He couldn’t afford to lose his control even though it was rapidly slipping from his fingers. Reaching out for the black silk blindfold he left on the bed, Mick picked it up and covered her glaring eyes from his view. Her quick intake of breath had his dick punch out against the leather crowding around it.

  “Tonight, little one, you will only be permitted to feel me. Your sight and hearing will be taken away from you.” With that said Mick placed the earbuds of his MP3 player into her ears. The music that she was going to be listening to had already been chosen and was set on a low enough volume that she still would be able to hear his commands to her.

  Once he had laid her on the bed and cuffed her wrist to the headboard, he pressed play. With erotic tunes humming in her ears, Mick made a start on divesting her of her silk dress. He slid the knife he placed on the bedside table all the way up the middle of her silk dress. It was a shame to destroy something that she looked so seductive in. The colour of the dress intensified not only her soft sea-green eyes but made her coppery-red curls glow like a raging inferno.

  The dress fell away easily enough after slicing it completely open, baring the goodness that was Mary J’s body to his hungry gaze. Her pussy was ripe and juicy like a summertime peach and was dripping with her flavoursome nectar. A lick, he needed a little sample of the treat that lay before him, and then he could continue on. Crouching down onto the bed, Mick widened her thighs and breathed in the scent of her arousal. Sugar and spice, that’s what she smelled like to him and exactly what he tasted when he slipped his tongue through her damp folds. “Mmm, so good, Mary J, you taste so fucking good, love.”

  More, he needed it and wanted it like a man obsessed with his woman. And he would have more. It was as simple as that.

  He was definitely in his element lapping up her sweetness. Her clit looked painfully distended as his lips engulfed it. He smiled at hearing his name fall from her lips. She was writhing and squirming beneath his mouth uncontrollably now as he continued his ministrations on her delightful pussy. His little tigress had some energy in her tonight.

  “Oh god, Mick!”

  “That’s it, sugar, come for your man now. Let me taste that sweet honey of yours.” When she didn’t let go of her release immediately, Mick thrust his tongue into her core and swirled it around the fluttering muscles before withdrawing it, then stabbed her clit with it. “Don’t forget I can do this all night long, sugar, and keep you right on the edge. So unless you want to be tortured in that way you better give up your cum to me now!”

  With his hands on her hips to keep her steady, Mick tightened his grip on her body when it started to convulse upward. Finally, she was giving up what he had been demanding from her, her cum. Her warm, sweet syrup slid into his mouth and exploded on his taste buds. He lapped up every delicious drop of her cream her pussy gave him. “That’s it, sugar, come for me again. Damn you taste so fucking good.”

  She was screaming louder than normal for him. Mick wasn’t sure if it was due to his wicked touch or if it was more due to the earbuds she had in her ears. With the last shudder leaving her body, he eased up and took a moment to glance down at what he had just devoured. Her bare pussy was pink and glistening with both his saliva and her own juices. The little tuft of coppery-red curls on top of her mound had been shaped into a heart. He traced the outline of it with a work-roughened pad of his fingertip. Her skin felt silky smooth beneath his touch. Leaning down, he placed a featherlike kiss to the top of her mound then padded it lightly with his fingertips before moving away from the bed briefly to gather his remaining orgasm-inducing toys.

  It was time to stretch her tight anus, because more than anything in the world he had a desire to take her there soon, which meant he needed to start stretching her untried rosette in readiness for his entry. He knew from his conversations with her that neither her ex nor her first lover had ever taken her there. Apparently according to them no woman was worth their weight in gold if they had to be fucked in the ass to get them off. So neither one of her lovers had taken her there, meaning she had a virgin ass for his taking only. He planned on making it so pleasurable for her that she would be begging him to take her there again and again. So in order for her to accommodate his cock in her tight back entrance, Mick had brought a few anal plugs to help stretch her anus for his cock. Tonight’s plug was the smallest one he could find and it was ready to go. All he had to do was lube it up.

  “Mick?”

  Her worried whisper drifted up to him, and had him instantly by her side again. Shit. She couldn’t see him and not feeling him there with her was probably scaring the shit out of her. “Shh, little one, I’m here.” He was practically cooing to her like he would a baby. His hand rubbed soothing circles on her belly, before he unlocked the cuffs from around her wrists and finished preparing the gold plug for her butt.

  “Roll over onto your belly for me, sugar.”

  There was only a brief hesitation on her side before she did as he commanded and rolled onto her stomach. With his spare hand he gripped her hip and yanked her up so she was balancing on all fours. Grabbing two pillows from the top of the bed, Mick shoved them underneath her then placed his hand at the small of her back urging her to lower herself down onto them. The pillows did their job and kept her butt elevated up for him and his soon-to-be ministrations of her tiny rosette.

  * * * *

  Mary J sucked in a deep breath at the feel of Mick’s hand wandering very close to her anus. “This is going to feel cold, sugar, but it’s nothing to be alarmed about,” he told her.

  What the hell was he talking about? He was about to shove his finger up her butt. Of course she was going to feel alarmed by it. Never had any man or plug been up her butt before, and now Mick was preparing her for his eventual taking of it. He wanted her ass, he had told her this morning while they were eating breakfast. She nearly choked on the bit of cereal she had in her mouth at the time when he oh so casually dropped that little bombshell on her. She had told him then that this was neither the time nor the place to discuss such things. He had turned around and told her it was the best time and place to have such a discussion.

  Stubborn-ass man!

  With one of his hands parting the fleshy globes of her ass wide, the finger of his other hand circled her puckered rosette. Lube dripped onto it as it dribbled from his fingertip. The coldness of the liquid seeping into her anus made her shiver. Even though she had a couple of
climaxes already, even if they were somewhat reluctant ones, Mary J could feel the renewed awakenings of another orgasm mounting deep in her core. She tried to remain still while Mick worked his finger into her butt. She knew any sudden movements on her behalf could plunge his finger further into her ass than what she was ready for. So she lay as still as one could with their butt in the air ready for her lover to invade it any way he wanted to.

  The black silk blindfold Mick had placed over her eyes was still blocking her sight of him. However, one of the earbuds had fallen slightly loose from her ear allowing her to hear him better. The heavy breathing that she could hear coming from behind her told her that Mick was still in control but only just. The good news was even though she had lashed out at him and showed him how sharp her temper could get when pushed, he was still here with her, loving her and treating her with a gentle touch. She yelped as his finger plunged even deeper into her ass. So maybe he wasn’t so gentle after all then.

  “Sorry, sugar, but that’s the worst of it for now.”

  That was the worst of it for now? What the hell did that even mean? She would have asked but knew better than to question him. Then she felt it, the plug, entering her ass. He twisted it around while he shallow fucked her with it. Pleasure instantaneously bloomed within her core. Her nipples hardened to sharp, throbbing points and her clit felt like it was ten times its normal size as it protruded out past its protective hood. “Mick, I…ah don’t know if I like this.”

  “What does it feel like, little one. Tell me what the plug feels like in your ass.”

  His demanding voice was pushing her need for him higher and higher. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Shouldn’t it be grating on her nerves instead and making her rebel against him? So why wasn’t she?

  He slapped her ass then as he continued to shallow fuck her butt with the plug. “Tell me how it feels, Mary J. Now!”

  “Demanding much?” she huffed back at him.

  “Very.” He slapped her ass again then. “Now answer the damn question.”

  “Fine.” She then took a moment to consider her answer to his rather demanding question. How did the plug feel stuffed up her untried back channel? Well, her butt felt like it was being invaded that’s for fucking sure. Her anus felt stretched and the slight burning sensation seemed only to heighten her desire for him the more he pushed the plug deep inside her. The burning sensation was slowly turning to something else that she couldn’t quite name. The sensation seemed foreign to her. It was dark and dirty and downright decadent all at the same time. It made her feel like a wanton woman. She guessed then she had her answer for him.

  “It feels a little naughty, almost debauched. There’s a tightness and fullness about it that I’m not so sure I like yet.”

  “Naughty and debauched, yeah that’s my girl all right and, sugar, you’ll love it when my cock’s up your arse. I guarantee it.” His last words were whispered into the ear that had lost its earbud. She shivered underneath him at the feel of his hot breath against her flushed skin. The solid weight of his body pushed her deeper into the mattress and shoved the plug firmly up her butt. A yelp fell from her lips when he decided to slap her butt letting her know he was done there. Before she knew what had happened he flipped her over and drove his fat, hard cock into her pussy. Her back arched off the bed and his name left her lips on a shocked gasp. “Mick!”

  “Take it all, sugar. Take my cock and milk it, Mary J. Yeah, that’s it, love. God you feel so damn good.”

  His words of endearment were a calming note and the complete opposite to how he was fucking her. His hard and fast pumps into her cunt had her body diving head first off the cliff and straight into an orgasm she thought for sure would rip her apart. She screamed and thrashed around beneath him, taking everything he gave her and more.

  “Come for me, little one. Yes, that’s it. Squeeze my cock, Mary J. Yes, exactly like that. Fuck, sugar!”

  Mary J let herself go a second time then and milked his cock with everything she had and fell into a blissful state of orgasmic heaven. She felt the moment Mick lost his control. His hot cum burned the insides of her core as he flooded his release into her. She stilled beneath him instantly at the feel of it, realising their mistake. He hadn’t sheathed up and she wasn’t on the pill.

  She was aware that Mick must have sensed her reaction to their mistake and stilled above her with his cock still buried inside of her, pulsing the last of his fertile seed into her unprotected womb. Soft light spilled into view as the blindfold was whipped away from her eyes. Mary J automatically closed her eyes to block him out. More scared at seeing his reaction etched on his face. How could they have been so reckless to allow this to happen? She knew she should have taken steps before now in order to protect herself just in case something like this happened. But she hadn’t and now it may have been too late to avoid what she had been putting off.

  Oh god, what have we done? was the only thing ringing loud and clear in her mind as Mick pulled the earbuds free from her ears.

  “Mary J, look at me.” His stern command had her wanting to obey him but she refused to do so and shook her head to answer him. Then she heard his voice again. He sounded hurt that she was shutting him out and she couldn’t allow him to feel like that. Slowly she opened her eyes and lifted her gaze up to his and mouthed “sorry” to him.

  “Oh, sugar, I am the one who should be sorry not you. I meant to pull out at the last minute and spill my seed onto you, not into you.”

  His lips then lowered to hers. She raised her head up to receive his kiss. It was a mistake and they both knew it. If she ended up being pregnant from this, she knew they would both raise their little munchkin together. Married or not, they would do this together. Plus, there was no point dwelling on it. She might not even fall pregnant. After the treatment she had suffered at the hands of her ex, she might not even be able to carry Mick’s child in her womb.

  Tears formed in her eyes at that thought, at never being able to have Mick’s baby. Hell, she hadn’t even thought about having kids until now and they hadn’t discussed having any either. That had her wondering if he would stand by her if she did end up having his child.

  “Mary J?”

  Her teary gaze lifted to his searching one. “W–what if I am pregnant, Mick, or what if I can’t carry your baby because of what my ex did to me? What are we going to do then?”

  “Hush now, sugar, I promise you we’ll cross all those bridges together when we need to cross them okay?”

  Mary J just nodded her head at him and whispered a shaky “okay” to him.

  “To tell you the truth, sugar, I don’t think I am that sorry about spilling my seed into you. Sure I never meant to get so carried away like I did. But knowing I have marked you and claimed you as mine, whether you’re with child or not, makes me want to roar with carnal delight and tell the whole fucking world that you are mine. I have no regrets and neither should you. Whatever happens from here on out, we are in it together.”

  Mary J just nodded her head once again at him. She was utterly speechless at hearing him say those things to her.

  “Good girl. Now, how about you lay some sugar on me, sweetness?”

  “You mean a kiss, right?”

  “Yeah, I mean a fucking kiss.”

  “All right, all right no need to get testy about it.”

  “Hey I am far from testy, love, remember that the next time you make such a remark. I’ll spank that fine ass of yours so quickly you won’t even know how it happened.”

  Mary J had to hold back the desire to salute him as she uttered “yes, sir” to him. Easing up onto her elbows, she took his lips with hers and kissed him with all the love she had in her heart to give him, knowing that whatever the future held for them, Mick would always be by her side supporting her and loving her, even if he was a little gruff with her at times.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Mick couldn’t believe he was walking back through the station’s front doors. Afte
r he had been handed his suspension a month ago, he had pretty much given up on the idea of coming back to this place. But now that he was here, he knew he had made the right decision in coming back. Once he finished signing in and catching up on the station gossip with Kayla, Mick made his way down the long corridor to his desk. He only stopped to chat with some of his fellow officers when they were determined to bail him up. It took him almost half a fucking hour to get to his damn desk.

  His fellow officers were nothing but a bunch of gossiping mother hens.

  All they wanted to know was what he did while on suspension and ask him a whole bunch of other bullshit questions that he could care less about. No, he hadn’t heard about the captain threatening to fire everyone’s arses. No, he knew nothing about some woman being hired to join the Bomb Squad team. And yes, he had heard that Murphy was having a secret affair with a schoolteacher who had been reportedly murdered by Mary J’s ex-boyfriend. Christ, where the hell did they get all this information from anyway? That’s what he would like to know.

  He swore though, if another person came up to him to tell him if he knew this or that about one more thing he was liable to punch something or someone, hard.

  “Hey, Mick, glad you made it back.”

  Thank fuck for that. A normal person existed amongst these gossiping twats. “It’s good to be back, mate. How’s Chloe going these days? I haven’t seen her around over the past few days.”

  “You know what women are like when there’s a wedding just around the corner. She has been spending every blasted waking hour either talking about the damn wedding or spending our hard-earned cash on it. I’ll tell you what, mate, between you and me I’m about ready to throw her over my shoulder and march her off to the Justice of the Peace office just so we can be officially announced husband and wife.”