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

by K. R. Haynes

  “So why don’t you?”

  Mick smirked when Randall looked at him like he had lost his fucking mind. “Forget I even asked it, bro. Now, let’s get down to business. I know I’ve been away for awhile and I have tried to stay on top of where we are at with the Gang of 39 and everything else on top of that. But I think you’re going to have to catch me up before we head on out.”

  “No probs. Well, there isn’t too much to tell you to be honest. As you know, it’s been pretty crazy around here with Lucy’s murder investigation and more recently discovering that Mary J’s ex is the same man we have been hunting down for not only Lucy’s murder but also stalking and attacking Chloe.” Randall leaned forward, his voice almost a whisper when he spoke again. “The word is internal affairs has been called in to investigate the captain. The word is he has been having secret talks with your sub’s ex. There are supposedly tapes that have recorded such meetings. If the captain does get taken down for his involvement in this, then the whole entire station will be shaken up and turned upside down to find anyone who is linked to him so they also can be taken down too. On a different note, we have a new team member joining the squad soon, a woman no less. Her name is Eliza Montgomery. She’s from the North Eastern Bomb Squad team, and will ship out as soon as she finishes up on her current cases.”

  “Wow, I mean fuck me. Well, I sure hope this Eliza chick can handle a bunch of headstrong alpha males then…”

  “That makes two of us. Oh and by the way the answer is no to the fuck me comment too.”

  Mick just raised his middle finger up at Randall, before getting down to the business at hand, doing what they do best, solving crimes and kicking criminals’ arses.

  Two hours later, the Bomb Squad’s team leader’s voice boomed around the office. “Team Alpha One, you’re up. You have five minutes to grab your gear before we move out. So haul ass now!”

  “Looks like you’re going to see some action today after all, Mick.” Randall chuckled at him while they raced off to the locker room to grab their gear before they rolled out.

  Sitting inside one of the Bomb Squad’s trucks, Mick checked his gear as his team leader filled them all in on the job they were heading to. “Heads up, fellas, we have a World War I bomb that has been discovered during a house renovation. According to the officers who called it in, the bomb looks like it didn’t detonate properly when it was engaged. That means we have a highly explosive situation on our hands. I want no heroes on this job, do you understand me?”

  A confirmative “yes” was echoed around the inside of the truck.

  “The officers on the scene have already cordoned off several blocks and have established a wide perimeter for us to work in without the hindrance of civilians. This type of bomb has a kill zone of approximately five hundred fucking metres. So I want Mick and Randall going into the house first, suited up, to check out the situation while the other four of you will coordinate with the officers already on the scene.” The team leader spoke quietly into his head piece before advising them, “ETA is five minutes.”

  Mick turned to Randall and butted fists with him, before reaching for his mobile to send a quick message to Mary J that he would no doubt be home late tonight.

  God, it was good to be back in the saddle again!

  * * * *

  Mary J reached for her phone when it beeped at her and opened up the text message Mick had just sent her. Apparently, according to his latest message, he was running late and wanted her to start eating dinner without him. Pig’s ass she would start eating before he got home, she huffed to herself while stuffing the pot roast back into the oven to keep it warm until he came home. She couldn’t believe it. Mick was already running late when he had only been back at work a day. She knew she shouldn’t be pissed at him for doing his job. Well maybe she could be a little pissed at him.

  Overall, she was glad that Mick had decided to go back to the station to do what he does best, kicking crims’ butts and tossing their asses behind bars. Nonetheless, she had cooked him dinner and made him a homemade apple pie for dessert, all of his favourites.

  Deep down, Mary J knew she wasn’t really pissed at Mick. It was more the fact that her ex was in town. Just knowing that Myke was here made her feel like she was trapped inside his web again. Even when she had been at work, she couldn’t stop looking over her shoulder to see if her ex was there. She had spent most of the day jumping at any slight noise to the point that Christian had sent her out the back because she kept on dropping and spilling drinks all over the damn place. But she refused to let her nervous and anxious state get the better of her. She had to prove to herself that knowing that her ex was here in town didn’t affect her.

  It was all total BS though. His unwanted presence affected her greatly and she didn’t want to admit it to anyone, let alone herself. Although, she figured Mick knew how much it was affecting her and even tried to convince her not to go into work today but instead join him down at the station where she could hang out with Kayla behind the front desk when he went out on a job. Yeah that sounded like a whole lot of fun, not. So she had opted to work at the pub rather than spend the day down at the Kingston Police Station. The constant text messages Mick had sent her throughout the day kept him at the forefront of her mind all day long to the point she couldn’t wait to see him and ended up knocking off earlier just so she could be there when he arrived home.

  Leaning a hip against the kitchen bench, Mary J gazed out the window and breathed a huge sigh of relief when she saw Mick’s big-arse truck rolling up the driveway. Her heartbeat sped up at the sight of him strolling up the path toward the back door minutes later. No matter how many times she saw him in those ass-hugging jeans of his, she had the same reaction toward him. Her heart would literally be pounding its way out of her chest. Her nipples would be beading and begging for his touch. And her pussy would weep as it readied itself for the hot, hard length of his male anatomy. The deep-seated hunger she had for her man to claim her as his was so strong it never failed to surprise her with its intensity.

  Tonight though, Mary J had plans of her own to perform in making Mick hers this time round. She was hoping that after a big full meal and a long hard day at work, he would oblige her by having an early night. Because once he was out like a light, she was going to put her plan into action. Yes, she had been racking up all his “little indiscretions” and was planning on taking out her revenge on him once he was in a deep slumber. Then she would gradually awaken him and just see how playful Mick could be when the shoe was on the other foot so to speak.

  She smiled brightly up at him when he marched right over to her and swept her into his arms and hauled her up against his solid frame. The feel of his steely length pushing into the softness of her belly had her groaning with a hunger to feel it deep inside her. His lips found hers easily enough as he kissed her not so tenderly. He seemed determined to inhale her with his lips as they caressed and sucked at hers with a seductive hunger she couldn’t fault. Hmm, maybe dinner can wait for a bit. It seemed like her man was hungry for something other than food right now. And suddenly she was too.

  * * * *

  Dawn was just breaking outside the bedroom window when Mary J carefully unfolded herself from around Mick’s body and slipped out of bed. She breathed a sigh of relief when she gazed down at him seeing that he was still fast asleep. Thank god for that. Now it was time to give some of his wicked torment he dished out on her back to him. Quietly, she tiptoed over to the wooden box she had discovered the other day that was chock full of sex toys, most of them new too. She had already made her selection and knew what she wanted when she lifted the lid up. Reaching inside she grabbed the blue ostrich feather then lowered the lid back down.

  During her redecorating of their room, Mary J had discovered that Mick’s bed had cuffs bolted to all four posts. Wicked man. Seeing the cuffs had given her an idea, and one she knew Mick would smack her ass for if she managed to pull it off. Her lips curved upwards at the sight of h
im with her bright pink quilt that had white funny-looking cats on it lying over his waist, leaving his muscular chest free and available to her. Luck was on her side when he shifted and one of his legs dangled off the side of the bed. It lay hanging so very close to the manacle she was going to use on him and she made use of that moment to attach the cuff to his left ankle before moving to the other one to do the same thing to it as well.

  Standing back up, she glanced down at where his arms lay. One of his arms was tucked behind his head while the other was lying right across her pillow. Bingo! She would go for that arm first then deal with the other one afterwards if she needed to.

  With both his ankles and one arm shackled to the bed, Mary J smirked down at her sleeping Dom, who was none the wiser of what she had just accomplished. She felt damn proud of herself that she managed to get away with cuffing him without waking him up. Deciding not to bother cuffing his other arm that was still tucked behind his head, Mary J slowly slipped the quilt and sheet off the bed, baring his nudity and his morning wood to her gaze. She licked her lips at the sight of his cock stirring on his belly. God, he was a beautiful man whether clothed or unclothed.

  Leaning down, she pressed her lips to his chest and then breathed in his heavenly male scent into her lungs. Straightening back up, she reached over and picked up the ostrich feather and ever so slowly swept it up the inside of his leg. Deviously, she swirled the tip of the feather around his balls then traced it around the tip of his weeping cock. Her gaze instantly went to Mick when she thought he had awoken and was pleased to find he hadn’t, yet, although this would be way more fun if he was. With that thought in mind, Mary J swivelled the feather in his arm pit before drifting it lightly down his pectoral muscles. She grazed the feather across his hard male nipples before trailing the feather down his taut abs, then twirled it in his navel. She almost giggled loudly at hearing a male growl falling from his lips.

  Cheekily, she whispered the feather across his throbbing cock to elicit another growl from him. She held her breath when his eyes flew open and he tried to move his right arm to rub at his eyes only to find he couldn’t move it at all. She lost it then and giggled loudly at the sight of his eyes widening when he realised both his ankles and one arm had been cuffed to the bed. She laughed that much that her eyes were watering.

  Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Mary J tried to control her amusement as Mick looked at her through narrowed eyes. But she lost it again at hearing him demand to her why he was cuffed to the fucking bed!

  “Must have been the wickedly naughty tooth fairy, you must have pissed her off, sweetie. Were you a bad boy again?” Mary J tried real hard to hold a straight face while she resumed teasing him with the bright blue ostrich feather. But damn it was hard when Mick continued to rant and rave at her. It was the funniest and most arousing situation she had ever found herself in. Here lay her man, naked and cuffed to their bed, sporting a raging hard-on while he ranted at her on why he was cuffed to the fucking bed and to get these damn things off him. Oh yeah, she’d jump right to that and free him, so he could turn around and smack her butt for cuffing him to the bed. Hell, no! There was no way in the world she would let him loose, not until she had her wicked way with him and that’s after she teased him some more.

  “Sugar, I demand that you tell me what the fuck you were thinking of when you decided to cuff me to this goddamn fucking bed!”

  Oh, he was losing it and she was relishing every minute of it. “Now, sweetie, I don’t think I like your tone this morning.”

  Mary J watched Mick struggle against the cuffs, and wondered then if she should perhaps unlocked them before he hurt himself.

  “You damn well won’t like what I will do to your ass once I get free of these fucking things I can tell you that right now, Mary J.”

  She shook her head at hearing his threats while muttering under her breath, “You really think that’s going to scare me, sweetie? Really you should know me better than that.”

  She smiled coyly at him while sweeping the ostrich feather up the inside of his leg, before twirling it around the heavy sack of his balls. Hearing Mick hiss out was music to her ears, and had her putting her second part of her seduction plan into action. Slowly she climbed up onto the bed and straddled his thighs by placing her knees on either side of his muscular thighs. Her eyes drifted up and down his upper torso and then lingered on his cock. His hard, steely length was practically calling out to her to play with it. So she obliged it by sweeping the feather up the length of his dick, causing Mick to draw in a shuddering breath while grunting out that she was the devil’s minx reincarnated. She smiled down at him after hearing that.

  “Well, if I am the devil’s minx reincarnated, sweetie, that would make you, sir, my willing prey.”

  Mary J then lowered her head to his groin and proceeded to lick the full length of his hard male flesh from base to tip with her tongue before lapping up the pre-cum gathering at the head of his cock. A moan escaped her as the taste of it exploded on her tastebuds.

  “Mmm, you taste so good, sir,” she breathed against his taut dick and smiled again at feeling the shiver that coursed throughout his body. Gripping his length in one of her hands, Mary J wrapped her lips around the bulbous head of his dick then slipped what she could of his huge, manly length into her mouth. His salty, masculine taste burst to life in her mouth and elicited another moan from her. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him hard for a few tortuous moments, before letting him slip free from her lips.

  Her gaze reached his lust-filled one and Mary J shivered at the intensity of the desire she could see glistening in his eyes. His lips were slightly parted, but all in all he looked a hell of a lot more relaxed than he did when she first started this little seductive session. Pressing her lips to his hard, male flesh, she kissed and nipped her way up his body until her lips were hovering above his. She lowered her head and touched her lips to his. Her tongue peeked out and slithered along the seam of his lips and then delved inside his mouth when they parted for her entrance.

  Just as she was about to move her lips away from his, Mary J felt the heavy hand at her nape that forced her to stay exactly where she was with her lips devouring his. Damn, she knew she should have cuffed both of his hands, instead of just one. She groaned at the feel of his cock rubbing against her wet folds. God, she would do about anything to feel him plunge deep inside her again. “Please, Mick, I need you inside me now.”

  He tugged on her hair to lift her lips away from his so he could growl his demand at her. “If you want my cock in you, then you’re going to have to undo these cuffs to get what you want then, sugar. As I’m telling you right now, sweet thing, my dick isn’t going anywhere near that sweet, succulent cunt of yours until you do.”

  Mary J reared back and stared at him intently. “Is that so, Mick, because the way I see it, I could have my wicked way with you just like this and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it.”

  She yelped at the hard smack to her bare ass and glared down at him when his hand tangled into her hair forcing her to lie back down on top of him. She couldn’t move enough to get his cock into her, not with his tight hold on her hair. Any slight movement on her behalf only had him tightening his grip on her wild curls and had more juices spilling from her core. She was so turned on by his control over her that she should have had the hindsight to know that Mick would take the power back when he found an advantage to do so.

  The way she saw it now she had only two options. Option one was to lie here on top of his hard naked body while she yearned and squirmed for his cock to fill her or she could take option two and give him back all of the control by freeing him of the cuffs locked around his ankles and wrist and let him have her any way he wanted. As long as he fucked her in some way she didn’t truly care at this point how he did it as long as his cock was in her.

  It was time to make a deal with the devil himself.

  Drawing in a staggering breath, Mary J gazed down at him thro
ugh lowered lashes and popped her ultimatum to him. “If I promise to release you from the cuffs, will you promise me that you will have your wicked way with me, Mick?”

  “I don’t think you are in a position to make deals with me, little one.”

  Oh, crap he turned all dominant on her ass. She had expected it but hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly though. Shit! “All right, what would you want then, sir?”

  Mary J sucked in a breath at the sight of Mick’s eyes darkening with his arousal, and knew in that moment what he wanted. He wanted her ass. Oh lord!

  “What I want, sugar, is for you to unlock these cuffs from around me and then assume the position a sub should do when in the presence of her Dom. You will then ask me sweetly to take that virgin ass of yours. That’s what I want you to do, little one.”

  “Yes, sir.” And with that said, Mary J quickly scrambled off the bed and fetched the key to unlock the cuffs. Once she had all three cuffs undone, she dropped to her knees in front of the bed and assumed the position Mick had asked of her. Her heart was beating frantically in her chest at the anticipation of him taking her untried anus. God, she never thought he would actually want to take her back there, but he had proven her wrong. She sucked in a huge breath at seeing the tips of his bare toes come into her line of sight. Goddamn, the man had sexy feet. It was shame she hadn’t noticed that earlier. But hell, the whole man was damn sinfully sexy and so beautiful inside and out. He made her heart beat faster and her pussy clench with a need for him to fill it full with his gorgeous cock.

  She felt him walk around her, his eyes warming her flesh as he took in her naked form. Mary J knew then she couldn’t love Mick any more than she did right at that moment. Her heart felt full with love for him. For the first time in a long time, she knew her future path lay with him. Not only was he her present, he was also her future and she couldn’t wait for it to begin. To say to him that she loved him were words she was eager to say, but she lacked the courage to say them to him out loud. She wanted Mick to accept her words of love, but at the same time she worried that he wouldn’t and then what was between them would fade away. She might have all the love in the world to give to him, but if he didn’t feel the same way, then she couldn’t fool herself into staying in a relationship that couldn’t go anywhere.