Pure Desire [Pure 3] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Barbour, Carolina

  By the time she expired with another orgasm, perspiration beaded her body, and she gulped for air. Through heavy lidded eyes, she stared up at him. Her look was sedated, sultry, and smiling. “Thank you.”

  “You can thank me when I’m done.”

  Her eyes flashed in disbelief. “I haven’t the strength to move my pinkie.”

  Noor gave her a cheeky grin. “Fortunately, it’s not your finger I’m interested in.” He had a thought. “You didn’t put the ring on.” He searched the covers and found it. Allura raised her hand when he balanced on his knees in front of her. He slipped the band on the appropriate finger, and then kissed her hand before laying it against his heart. She looked at him misty-eyed.

  “Ah, baby, don’t cry.” He bent and captured her chin, so she could look into his eyes, soul. “I love you so much, you know that Allura, right? You and Zephyr are everything to me. I would never cheat on you with anyone knowing how much it would destroy you.”

  “I saw you with her.” She tried to turn away, but he refused to let her.

  “Look at me.” Noor waited until he had her undivided attention. “What you saw was me going through the act, but I swear I didn’t enter her. Sweetie, say you believe me? If you do…” he waited impatiently, and then sighed in relief when she nodded and hugged him affectionately.

  Chapter Forty-nine

  She reentered the room and went willingly into Noor’s arms when he beckoned for her.

  “Your son has a healthy appetite.”

  “It’s inherited.” When he encircled her waist and pulled her close, Allura looked at him, unbelievingly feeling his penis still rampant as if he hadn’t just ejaculated. “Surely, you jest?”

  “I have no sense of humor when it comes to sex. I take fucking damned seriously.”

  “Maybe that is why you do it so good.”

  “Perhaps.” Noor rested his butt on his heels and maneuvered, having her straddle her legs around his waist. Moving her thighs close to his and knees balanced on the bed, he entered her without warning. “Do you mind?” The question seemed ludicrous with his cock fully buried in inside her.

  Smiling and teasing, she said. “What if I were to say yes?” She wrapped her arms around his neck, validating she didn’t intend to deny him—as if she could.

  “It would be my duty to change your mind. By doing things like this…” Holding her breasts upright, he tantalized the sensitive nipples with his tongue, circling, suckling, taking tiny bites that sent pings of desire to dance beneath her skin. He gently pressed her breasts together, and then sucked both nipples at the same time. Allura bit her lip to keep the scream lodged in her throat from escaping. She gasped, pushing words out. “I’m not quite convinced.” She teased.

  “Hmm, perhaps I should try harder. It was remiss of me to forget what a hot-blooded, demanding hellcat I married. Help me out, darling, I want to continue and ravish your nipples and play with your cunt, too. Hold your breasts for me.”

  It was all Allura could do not to climax at the perversely arousing suggestion. She touched herself tentatively. “Just hold…them?” she asked, uncertain.

  “Unless you wish to pleasure yourself, do you?” She blushed. “I have never done that before.”

  Noor’s expression was purely wolfish. “Would you like to?”

  “Is it what you want?”

  He moved faintly. “I’m where I want to be.” He took her hands and stroked them over her breasts, curled her palms around the full globes, and taught her to knead the dewy flesh to enhance her arousal. His hand fell away, and he kissed her hard, eagerly, and then slowly made love to her mouth. She whimpered, swaying her hips, and began to ride his rod. “Now here,” he whispered, trailing moist kisses over her throat and down to her breast. He took one hand and guided it between her thighs. She trembled when he showed her where to touch.

  “Noor?”

  “I’m here. Feel how wet and aroused you are.” He taught her how to rub the swelled clit, to create lazy circles back and forth, exert the right amount of pressure, and set a dizzying tempo. “You are a very apt pupil.” He grinned and swiped his mouth over hers. He kissed her in pace with her finger working between her thighs, slow and easy. “Do your hands on your breasts and pussy feel good while I stroke inside you?”

  A breathy yes fluttered in the air of excitement. She increased the tempo, slamming her hips back and forth, driving her drenched pussy to bounce on his stiffness. Loving the sensation of having him deep inside her, she noticed she flowered open and rained with his cock and her busy hands.

  Noor rested on his outstretched arms, flattened his palms, and his hips lifted to offer her unhampered access. Allura’s hands stopped when his cock rode higher. “Uh-uh…keep pleasuring yourself. Remember, I like to watch. Suck a nipple and show me your pink cunt.” Her eyes widened. “For me—please,” he cooed.

  This was pure madness. An unabashed desire, everything beyond her wildest imagination of what shared satisfaction could be. She succumbed to his demands. They were in accord with her own. Allura tossed shyness aside and drew her nipple into her mouth. She spread her legs, never breaking eye contact. She held his sensual gaze with her heated stare and extended her vagina to display her soaked, rosy sex. Noor grunted in satisfaction. She moaned, feeling his cock expand to unbelievable proportions. Sensations of being drilled—literally—made her flush with urgent desire. The undulation of her hips became erratic, and she rode with an untamed beat that forced her pussy down and his cock up to meet her rapturous desire. Wanting him deep, deep, and deeper still, her movements defined consuming. Then the dam of passion broke. Allura screamed with her climax that was so fierce her body became immobile. It was all she could do not to crumble uselessly, as Noor reached the same pinnacle of completion that left him shattered and inert as he erupted and filled her with a rush of hot cum.

  Both collapsed on the bed in a heap of exhaustion. “Jesus—are you all right? The last time I fucked so hard I was a juvenile.”

  Allura tried to speak, but her tone barely audible. She whispered, “Fine. Fine.”

  Noor forced strength into his body and rolled to her side. He cupped her cheek and kissed her gently. “Are you sure? I don’t know what got into me. I pushed you too hard.”

  She smiled. “I’m not complaining.”

  “You are a greedy vixen. Come. Rest.” He secured her in his arms and covered them with the sheet.

  A long time passed before Allura spoke. “What was that about?”

  “Unbridled passion and an insane desire we have to fuck ourselves to death. I did warn you.”

  Playfully, she shoved him. “I meant that feeling…your penis felt like ah, intense buzzing. That is the only way I can describe the sensation. And it got…huge.”

  “Oh…that.”

  “Oh that?”

  “You know how I keep trying to explain that Magnus men are different? I do that sometimes when I’m overly aroused. Scientifically, there is no explanation, it just happens like my ability to impregnate you or not—determine the sex of our children, if I want.”

  Allura batted her eyes. “My. My. I knew you made me feel different. Lord, if I only knew.” She touched his face gingerly, looking pleased. “So, we’re going to have a girl? That was gracious of you. I’ve always wanted a girl.”

  Noor looked sheepish in that boyishly charming way of his. “Actually, I will have to adjust the ring and add a stone.”

  “Excuse…me?”

  “It’s a very lengthy explanation.”

  “Give me the short version.”

  “Zephyr is going to have a sister and brother.”

  “You gave me two babies?” she whispered. Tears filled her eyes.

  Noor became alarmed. “Are you upset?”

  “No, silly…overwhelmed with how much I love you and you love me. This is something fairytales are made of.”

  Relieved, he snuggled her closer. With his habitual endearment, he kissed her forehead sweetly. “This is r
eal love. Shhh, go to sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” He yawned. “Besides, though I’m loathe to admit it, you have rung me dry,” he drawled with a southern twang.

  “What does tomorrow bring?”

  He wanted to answer her honestly but hadn’t a clue. Besides, tomorrow wasn’t his immediate concern. Not when he noticed the shadows that lurked by the windows.

  It could be Migen or Willis, but he wouldn’t bet on it.

  Chapter Fifty

  Dressed in his slacks and shirt, a side arm locked and ready, Noor gathered his hair and knotted it to keep it falling in his face before he went in search of Migen’s armory he knew was housed somewhere in the room. He knew Migen kept his weapons stocked as well as his liquor cabinet, and after searching, he found what he needed. After adding a high-impact assault stunner and a handheld to his arsenal, he felt prepared for defense.

  Waiting by the door, he rested against the frame, listening—all his senses alert to the familiar and not so usual sounds. So far, whoever lurked outside the windows hadn’t made a move. He suspected it could just be a scout checking to validate if he and Allura were actually onboard Migen’s craft so that he could send back word. Then a full team of assailants could converge on them any minute. Either way, he wasn’t going to be caught sleeping when the bastards did whatever they wanted to try to do.

  For a brief second, he considered waking Allura, and then decided to let her rest. She lay on the bed snoring, dead to the world, exhausted after their marathon of lusty lovemaking, which he admitted made him feel sluggish. A sound outside the room snapped him instantly awake. He heard the phiff sound a stunner with a silencer made. All his senses burst alive, adrenaline started pumping beneath his veins, and instantaneously, the exhaustion he felt earlier dissipated.

  He set the stunner to full blast—kill module. He wasn’t playing games. Noor waited for the door to open.

  “It’s me, Migen.” Migen had sense enough to say that before he stepped over the threshold.

  Noor withdrew his weapon. He stepped into the hallway to speak to keep from waking Allura and Zephyr, who he had brought into their room earlier. “What happened?” he whispered.

  Migen tossed dead weight at his feet. He kicked the body and rolled it over, saying, “I found this slug outside.” He kicked the man on his back. “He’s an assassin. I found the barcode imprint under his eyelid. You have really pissed somebody off, my friend, he is one of the best I know or knew.”

  “Emperor Theopolis Agaci of Oridus,” he said.

  “I heard of that lunatic. He’s bad news any way you look at him. But he’s also powerful as hell and has an army of men behind him that could converge on us and destroy us within a millisecond. Why would he use renegades? They are good but not trustworthy. This one bargained for his life.”

  “I take it you didn’t like his offer.” Noor smirked.

  “I don’t trust many people…my men and my mother, in that order. Otherwise, I don’t even turn my back on my current woman, who is damned luscious but conniving and lethal. She is too much of an opportunist for my peace of mind. And in my line of work, one can’t be too careful.” He shrugged indifferently. “I keep her around because she serves a purpose. What did you do to get on emperor’s bad side?”

  Noor explained the turn of events that led up to the moment. Then he said, “I found out that Theopolis’s heritage is unacceptable by the laws of Oridus. He’s a cretin. You know Oridus is one of few planets who don’t allow a non-specie to reign or have any form of political position in their government. It’s a screwed idealism, but one taken very seriously. The guardians are responsible for vetting a potential emperor and solely accountable for whoever takes the throne. Theopolis fucked them royally. Because he made an ass of out the guardians by enacting the mega farce, if that gets out, they are as good as dead. Their actions deemed irresponsible, treason against the nation, a little fact I reminded them of when we had our chat.

  Migen smiled broadly. “You blackmailed the guardians?”

  “I like to think my persuasive finesse and charm made them see reason,” he said sarcastically. “Allura is the only known living legacy of Agaci who can continue the royal bloodline. They wanted to use her as bargaining power and feed her to the bastard to keep him placid and stop his manic, harebrained idea to obtain world power. Fortunately, I got to her first. Apparently, keeping their scrawny necks intact was more important than appeasing the ex-emperor. By the way, he no longer has an army, nation, or anything else under his thumb. Part of my, ah, shall we say agreement was for him to be stripped of all power, dethroned, sent packing or meet the guardians’ sense of justice and death. He’s using rogue assassins because he doesn’t have anyone else at his disposal. Perhaps that would piss anyone off.”

  “You trust the guardians to keep their word and not come after you after Theopolis is dead? They know I don’t give a damn about their reputations…what would I have to gain by exposing them. It’s a lucrative agreement—they leave Allura the hell alone, and I kill Theopolis and keep their hands pristine. We all live happily ever after.”

  “You believe this with you hanging the pendulum of exposure over their heads for the rest of their lives?” Migen said he didn’t trust anyone.

  “That and an insurance policy, and if I so much as step off a curb and get hit by an aerotransporter, the files inside my head will be immediately downloaded and broadcast over the Oridus network on the evening news.”

  Migen said, “Smart man. By the way, somebody hacked my communication system. The bastard must be damned good…they were able to bring down the entire mechanism and block any chance of getting a signal out. They hit the backup network too, but not before I managed to get out a distress call out to my men who hover and track me when I travel by sea. Their ETA is about twenty minutes out. Willis is checking things to see how many we are dealing with. He will join us shortly. In total, you have about six men at your disposal, including me.”

  “I appreciate it. This is not your battle.”

  “The bastards are molesting my vessel. I beg to differ.”

  “Were you able to get the force shield activated?” He thought of Allura and Zephyr.

  Migen shook his head no. “We’re sitting here like targets if they hit us airborne before my ships arrive.”

  “Damn it.” Pops echoed from inside the room. “Shit!”

  Noor bound through the door first. Allura struggled with Theopolis who had Zephyr in his hands. He watched, horrified, seeing his family fading like mist into fog.

  Noor erupted in fury, aimed with precision, pumped a couple of shots, then cursed underneath his breath when the lasers bounced off Theopolis as easily as if hitting Teflon because of the shelled skin that covered his chest. He thought about Allura’s pistol and whirled around to search for the gun, but it was gone. For the first time he hoped like hell she had it on her.

  “Blasted! The son of a bitch used the others as a diversion, and I fell for it.” Noor fumed, slamming his fist into the wall. If he broke a bone, he didn’t feel a damned thing except blinding anger.

  “We’ll find her,” Migen said.

  Noor started pacing the room, steaming and past the explosive level. “They could be anywhere.” A sudden thought hit him, and he spun around and faced Migen. “You said they interrupted the communication module…”

  Migen headed for the door with Noor on his heels. He called over his shoulder, “I had the sense to keep each network separately for specifically this reason. Unless he managed to encrypt the signals, we might be able to get a lock on the import-export coordinates.”

  Time was of the essence, so they started running to the command center.

  Migen barked orders to one of his men, and within minutes, he had the longitude and latitude of the destinations for Emperor Agaci’s arrival-departure. He read the information, wrinkled his brow, and then looked at Noor quizzically. “It doesn’t make any sense. I’ve never seen anything like it…it starts here.
” He drew his finger across the screen, looked at Noor, and said, “Then the data just stops, as if the feed were interrupted somehow.”

  Noor glanced over Migen’s shoulder to confirm his suspicions. There was only one way Migen couldn’t understand what he read. Either Emperor Agaci didn’t materialize anywhere or… “I know where he took them,” he said dryly.

  The hugeness of the situation was so overwhelming he had to take slow breaths and calm his nerves so he could think. Most of his body anesthetized, he focused on the miniscule brain cells that functioned somehow. Relying on the small favors, at least he could think, grasping that reality he knew he had to use and take advantage of it. He ignored the roar of his heart that slammed inside his chest, louder than the thunder outside. Erratic pulses made his flesh feel electrical. Otherwise, he felt comatose.

  Then, just as abruptly as going numb, life sprung back into his body and he started taking action. A second too early or late and he was damned, he considered.

  Maybe I’m screwed either way, he thought as he heard the wind whistle and the lightning flash viciously. With the storm raging outside, the conditions for time travel weren’t ideal. None of that mattered though, not when Allura and Zephyr were in trouble. He would go to the end of the galaxy or the place Allura called hell to retrieve them. As far as he was concerned, in the scheme of things, travelling to Legend was the lesser of the evils against a man like the emperor.

  Chapter Fifty-one

  Allura pretended to be unconscious so she could observe the emperor without him knowing and try to figure out a way out of this mess before he realized she was awake. The idiot had hit her hard. Her cheek still throbbed, and she tasted iron in her mouth from the blood were he split her lip. Instinctively, she considered her gun that was hidden in the wide pockets of the kimono that the vermin hadn’t found when he searched her. Every nuance in her body said shoot the bastard. Zephyr squirmed and whined beside her. She had to consider his safety. Her life was inconsequential to her son. Any hasty movement, if he was able to overpower her, would put Zephyr at risk.