Hacked (Warriors of Light Book 5)

by April Zyon

  She gasped as he filled her. She couldn’t let his gaze go. “Good, because I’m there with you.” She stroked her thumbs lightly and lovingly over his face. “You have to put up with me for forever.”

  “The pleasure will be all mine.” She gasped again as his cock stretched her more than his fingers had. “Easy, little warrior. Breathe through it and we’ll go slow until you’re ready for more.”

  She nodded and tried to relax. “I’m ready for more. Please.” She moved under him once again, then cried out as he slipped deeper.

  His hand moved to cup her face. “Focus on me, Holly. Keep breathing with me. We’re nearly there. Then the real magic will start.” Lowering his head, he nipped her lip before giving her a kiss that thoroughly distracted her, for a time, from what else was going on.

  He broke the kiss when he’d filled her completely. Both of them were breathing hard as they stared into each other’s eyes. His throat moved against her fingers as he swallowed. “You are so tight and hot,” he said roughly.

  “Getting hotter,” she whispered as she felt the heat of the medallion against her skin. “And it’s so good. You are too good. Harder.” She was begging him and didn’t care.

  He’d begun to thrust gently, giving her time to adjust while they held one another. “Soon enough.” He nibbled on her lower lip as he pushed and pulled his cock into and out of her pussy. Slowly, he began to speed up and deepen the thrusts. Pulling one of her legs up over his arm, he released her mouth to press a kiss to her throat.

  Holly let him draw her tighter against him. She felt her skin prickle with electricity and her soul start to unwind. She gasped, feeling as if there were threads that moved from the medallion and into her body, sewing it to his. “Demaratus,” she sobbed. She didn’t register pain, simply intense pleasure. Such deep emotion that it terrified her, actually. But she knew he would always be there to catch her.

  “I have you, little warrior.” He watched her with an intensity she was coming to love. Moving faster, harder, he cupped her bottom and squeezed. “Don’t fight it, Holly. Let it take you, guide you, tie you to me.”

  She nodded, letting her stare hold his. “Not fighting it. Feels too good.” She licked her lips. “You are too good to fight,” she confessed. “Never stop. Please never stop,” she demanded, no, begged.

  “Never,” he growled out. Then he kissed her hard. Pressing his hands to the bed, he levered up on his arms, his hips moving between her thighs. His mouth was demanding, and his tongue more so, as he tangled it with her own.

  Suddenly, it was as if a rubber band had snapped against her skin. But it didn’t hurt. It felt good. Too good. Once more, she orgasmed, coming hard and fast under him.

  His back bowed as he released, his seed spilling into her as he bellowed out her name. Moments later he collapsed over her, his weight pushing her down deep into the mattress. As he kissed her cheek, he slipped his arms around her.

  Holly was panting under him. It felt far too good, being in his embrace. She didn’t speak for a very long time. Finally, she licked her lips and looked up at him with a silly smile on her face. “That was utterly incredible. I’ve never felt anything as perfect in my life.”

  Demaratus untangled a piece of her hair from where it was caught in her lashes and smoothed it back.

  “The bonding was amazing,” she admitted. “I still feel you, though. Inside of me. It’s like you’re moving. It’s amazing.”

  “Our souls tying together. It will tighten every time we are together intimately, or otherwise, though it is quicker when it’s of a sexual nature. We also can’t be separated for too long. A couple days are about the most I’d recommend before it gets overly uncomfortable.”

  “I don’t think that I ever want to be separated from you, but I will be from time to time, won’t I? When you have to go out and get someone like you did me?”

  “Hopefully without having to put a gun to their head.” Demaratus pressed his lips to the spot and let out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry about that, Holly. I was not having a good day. Then you were there and something felt off to me, and I overreacted. I never would have pulled the trigger. I need you to know that and believe it.”

  “It’s okay.” She let out a sigh and leaned into his touch. “I just knew that the moment I touched you, or rather you touched me, I felt great. I trusted you. Not so much the Marines with you, and yet you were the one with a gun to my head,” she said with a laugh.

  He lifted his head to look down at her, shaking it slowly. “How are you so easily able to forgive me for that? Why are you not mad about it? I’m pretty sure I would be, if I were in your shoes.”

  She shrugged. “Life is too short to live in the past. I would rather live in the right now. Besides, you are like, whoa, hot, and you take care of me. I know that now. You’ll find that unless you do something really bad to me, I’m pretty much able to forgive anything.”

  “You keep saying that,” he muttered. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he rolled them to their sides and promptly covered her. “You should try to get some rest, Holly.”

  “I will.” She rubbed her cheek to his chest. “Goodnight, Demaratus.” As soon as she spoke those words, she drifted off.

  Chapter Seven

  “She appears to be getting the hang of things.”

  Grunting at that, Demaratus shot a look to the side where his friend, Alexander, lounged. “She’s getting there. Deidre was the only one to throw her so far. I’m unclear as to what game Mercury appears to be playing, but he hasn’t yet attempted to put the fear of the gods into her.”

  “Maybe he likes her, too. She’s got a certain spunk. And she’s mellowed your ass out a bit. Something I must say I’m rather happy to see, even if it’s only been two days.”

  “Was there something you wanted?”

  “With you? No. With the young lady? Absolutely. My darling Phoenix requested I pass along a message.”

  “What message?” Demaratus asked, suspicious.

  Alexander of course only smiled and went over to where Holly was doing inventory to hand her the card. He said a few words to her that had her nodding and smiling. Both of which irrationally had Demaratus ready to kill his friend.

  Demaratus watched Holly open the card, then look his way, before he joined her. “Hey, you.” Her grin was face splitting. “So, it looks like I have a date tonight with the other girls. Will you be good without me for a while?” She touched his chest, her fingers stroking him gently. “I’ll miss you, but it’ll be fun to spend some time with the other women.”

  “Is that what he gave you?” Taking the card from her when she handed it over, Demaratus read it. “Let’s hope she tells the old man about this before he gets off shift to find a bunch of women, most of whom are not his, in his living room.” Passing the invitation back to her, he pulled her in for a kiss. “I think it’ll be good for you. They’ll be able to answer all the questions I cannot.”

  “Yeah, this is true. I would hate to have you put your friend against the wall for being a big poop to us,” she said with a smirk, her hand finding its way under his shirt. He couldn’t complain about the touch, though.

  “He wouldn’t dare. He wasn’t raised that way. But he would most definitely hunt all of us down to complain. Loudly. That’s what he would do if he was confronted by a horde of women in all that goop and gunk used to make you look as amazing as you do. Whatever you do, never tell me what’s in any of that stuff. I truly have no desire to know.”

  “Don’t worry, I would never tell you about the things that go on behind closed doors. I happen to enjoy girl time, at least I think I will. I’ve never really had it before. I think it’s going to be fun. What are you going to do?”

  “Train.” He shrugged. It made the most sense and would keep him occupied for a few hours. He’d slacked off a little in the past couple of days, since they’d found one another, but he couldn’t continue to do so. “And when you’re done, I’ll be all hot and sweaty and in need of a lon
g shower with a volunteer to wash my back.”

  “Oh, totally me.” He could hear her excitement. “Please, me.” She clenched her teeth, and he could see the desire dancing just behind her eyes. “Goodness. I think maybe we should go shower first. After all, I really should be clean. Right?”

  “Good idea.” Bending, he wrapped an arm under her and lifted her straight up. “I was always told that presenting yourself at your very best is not only beneficial to those around you but also to how you feel about yourself.”

  “See, exactly.” She locked her legs around his waist and leaned in to kiss him. The delight was clear in her face. He groaned as she rubbed herself against his erection.

  “You keep that up and I’ll give those boys in the security office something to talk about for the next few weeks,” he warned. Then he kissed her hard. The flavor that was all her plus her mint toothpaste slid over his tongue. Lifting his head, he let out a growl of pure possessiveness. “Try and contain your needs until we no longer have every move we make under scrutiny, little warrior.”

  “Party pooper.” She continued to rub against him, making him clench his back teeth. “Too bad the elevators have cameras in them. We could pull the security stop and have a quickie before we get to our rooms.” She was seriously naughty and getting more free with herself every time they came together, he realized.

  “We could, but I doubt Mercury would approve of me killing the security team for being voyeurs because we couldn’t restrain ourselves until reaching our rooms.” She was trying to kill him. He knew it. The little minx had gotten an idea of her own sexual prowess and how it affected him and was now starting to use it at every opportunity to test him.

  While he might have an iron control on the majority of his life, he still wasn’t sure how to keep all she dug up inside of him from spilling out whenever she crooked her finger. “Behave,” he ordered. Using his Dominant tone outside the bedroom wasn’t exactly fair, but neither was what she was doing to his body.

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered. “I just can’t seem to help myself. I get near you, and I need. I have you touch me, and I want. I feel your need as well, and it’s killing me to have you aching just as I’m aching. So, yeah, I’ll try to be good. I promise.”

  “I know you will,” he told her. Pressing a kiss to her lips to show her he understood and wasn’t truly upset with her, Demaratus got them out of the storage room. With long strides, he carried her toward the nearest bank of elevators. He had to get them to their rooms immediately, before he exploded in his pants.

  Holly undid his jeans the moment they were alone. He groaned and pushed into her clever hands. “How do you need me?” she asked, panting softly.

  Grinding his teeth, Demaratus forced his mind to the moment and turned his head to stare into her eyes. “I need you naked, on the bed, on your knees, with your chest to the mattress. Right on the edge, so I can stand on the floor and fuck you hard and fast from behind. You have two minutes, starting now.” Letting her slide down his body, he squeezed her bottom before smacking it. “Don’t make me wait.”

  ****

  Holly loved when he got the Dom voice going on. It had her wet and ready from the first second. She licked her lips and stripped. Once she was naked, she got onto the bed just as he had told her to, her chest to the mattress and her butt high in the air. She looked back at him then and asked, “Like this, Sir?”

  Demaratus stalked closer to her and nodded. “Are you settled so you won’t slip off the edge?” he asked. “If not, move in a little farther, but not too much. I want that pussy in the perfect position for what I have planned.”

  “Yes, Sir. I’m ready for you, Sir. Please, fuck me hard?”

  “In a moment,” he said in a distracted manner. Then he slid out of her range of view. She could still hear him moving around, but she didn’t have a clue what he was doing. Not until his hand slid over her bottom in a caress. Then he smacked her twice in quick succession. As she breathed through the slight sting, he held something out for her to see. “I’m thinking it might be time to take your spankings to the next level, little warrior. Thoughts on the paddle?”

  She felt her pussy gush at the idea. “I would like it, a lot, Sir,” she admitted, spreading her legs a bit wider.

  “We’ll go slow. One thing you need to know is that I won’t hit the same place twice in a row. I’ll move it around. I’ll start out light until we get into a rhythm and you fully relax, and then I’ll pick up the tempo and intensity. You remember what to say if it gets to be too much for you?”

  “Elevator. I trust you, though. I know that you will give us both intense pleasure.” Holly couldn’t wait for him to do it. She wanted it—needed it. She was eager for everything that he had to give her.

  He started by rubbing the paddle over her butt and upper thighs. He gave a tap to one cheek, then the other. He went back and forth, high and low, over her bottom until she fell into the rhythm. When he smacked her a little harder, she jolted, but he didn’t stop delivering them to alternating spots.

  She whimpered. The pain was there, but there was pleasure as well. “Thank you, Sir. Please, more?”

  He didn’t answer, but the swats intensified. His free hand landed on her lower back to help steady her as she rocked slightly with each contact. Over and over, the sound of the paddle hitting her flesh rang out and the burn became something more. She creamed for him.

  Suddenly, he stopped and smoothed his palm down her back to rub gently over her skin. “By the goddess, that is stunning. Your ass is so red for me, and your pussy is wet and swollen with need. If I touched you right now, I bet you’d come without all that much effort, wouldn’t you?”

  “Yes, Sir, I would,” she confessed. “I’m riding on that edge, and I’m so close. I would love it if you touched me, if you made me come right now. But I’m willing to wait for whatever you want to give me.”

  He made a humming sound as his fingers continued to roam over her hot flesh. The paddle landed on the end of the bed, and his other hand settled on her bottom as he moved out of her line of sight.

  She couldn’t see him but knew she couldn’t move. She licked her lips. Her fingers clenched the bedding, and she tried to push back. “Please,” she whispered.

  Unexpectedly, she felt his breath on her wet pussy. A moment later, his mouth made contact, and he sucked hard on her clit while pushing two fingers deep into her sheath. Demaratus pumped those digits in and out of her without mercy, driving her to the very brink before sinking his teeth into her engorged bundle of nerves.

  She cried out. She couldn’t stop the sound that escaped her lips as she pushed back against his far-too-clever and amazing hand. She whimpered then and closed her eyes. “Demaratus.” His name came out in a moan, a sound of pure pleasure.

  Flicking his tongue to her clit, he twisted his fingers in her pussy before pulling them out. Not that they went all that far. Soon enough, he was pressing one to her anus, slipping the end in past the tight ring of muscles there.

  Holly didn’t tense up. She had learned enough to control herself. She breathed through the slightest hint of discomfort, and there was pleasure waiting for her at the other end. “That feels amazing,” she told him when she found her voice. “So good.”

  His mouth left her, and she felt him moving. Soon he was rubbing the head of his cock up and down her slit, bumping over her clit. “More?” he asked.

  “Yes, please,” she begged him and had to fight herself from pushing back. She tightened around his fingers. God, she needed him in every single way that there was and would never have enough.

  “Good girl, but first, one more thing to do.” He withdrew all contact with her. She could hear him rummaging around behind her and guessed it was in the special armoire he had for their various toys. A couple minutes later he was back, dropping something to the mattress. It took her a moment to focus enough to realize it was an anal plug. “This will be a little chilly, so try not to shoot off the bed.”

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nbsp; “I’ll try,” she assured him, her lips curving into a crooked smile. “I can’t wait until I’m stretched enough to take you in my ass. I know you’re looking forward to it as much as I am.”

  “We are a ways from that yet. Soon, though, we’ll get you wearing one of these for a few hours at a time. It’s all about knowing the limits and taking extreme care. Brace yourself,” he told her. Then came the sensation of something wet being squeezed into her back end.

  Even though her body remained still, she let out a gasp at the cold. Then his fingers were warming her again. “Demaratus,” she moaned.

  “Easy, little warrior. I want to make sure this is coating you well before I stick the plug in.” Another squirt of the lube. “Now, remember to breathe out slowly and steadily as I push this in. It’s not all that big, but you’ll think it is. Especially since you can’t see it.”

  “I trust you.” Yet her resolved was tested just a few minutes later. “Are you sure it’ll work?” The plug was larger than the one he had tossed on the bed earlier. It had to be.

  “All you need to do is breathe, Holly. It will fit. You’ll see. Take a deep breath in, then let it out nice and slow. There you go,” he said softly. “Don’t tense up, baby. Push back against it as you breathe out, and it’ll go right in.”

  Holly did as he told her, feeling a full-body shiver race across her being as the plug slid into place. “Oh God, that feels so good.” She felt full. No longer in pain.

  Demaratus rubbed his hand over her behind. “You okay? No discomfort?” When she told him no, he pressed the head of his cock to her pussy. “Then let’s see how long you can hold out without orgasming.”

  “I’ll hold out until you allow me to come, Sir.” She prayed she wasn’t lying to him. She wanted to hold out, because it always made her feel so much better in the end.