Immortal Ops: New & Lengthened 2016 Anniversary Edition

by Mandy M. Roth

  She reached behind and tried to grab him again. He caught her wrist, controlling what was happening between them. “No. Let me tend to you.”

  She huffed.

  He smiled and moved her head forward into the pillow to allow him access to her neck. He worked out the knots that had built up there. Peren surprised him by pulling her shirt up and pushed the already loose waistband of the borrowed sweatpants down her hips. Lukian gasped before continuing onward. The feel of her smooth, soft skin only served to make him hornier—as if that were even possible.

  Bending, he planted tiny kisses on her hot back, his hands trailing lower down her spine. He eased his hands up and under the remainder of her shirt and aided in easing it up and over her head. She wiggled out of it and he let it drop to the floor.

  She turned with her arm cupping her exposed breasts. Lukian couldn’t stop the growl that burst free from him. His wolf didn’t want to wait anymore. Neither did he. He leaned forward and put his hand out. He had to touch her tight stomach. He had to run his fingers over her skin.

  Peren’s arm slid lower, and he was left with his face hovering over her pink nipples. His beast tried to come up while he took in her scent again. He pushed the wolf down and leaned forward, drawing her nipple into his mouth. Her body reacted as if she was cold and her nipple hardened. He pulled on it gently with his teeth, rolling it around his mouth.

  He felt her desire to hold him, to run her fingers through his hair. He noticed that she was keeping her hands up above her head and knew she was afraid of the way she felt for him. He released her nipple and watched it stand at attention in the cool air of the room. The impulse to let his tongue flicker back over it overcame him and he did.

  Lukian sat up and pulled his shirt off slowly.

  He looks like he’s been carved from marble.

  Her thoughts washed over him, making him smile. He was happy she liked the look of him. It made mating easier. He tipped down and took her hand, putting his chest in her face in the process. To his surprise and delight, she bit at his skin but pulled back quickly.

  Oh shit, I bit him.

  It took everything he had not to laugh at her. She was so sweet and innocent, yet none of the above. He slid his hands over hers and cupped them. He could sense her desire for him to make love to her like it was his own. He could easily see himself obliging. He eased up and over her, careful to avoid crushing her with his weight.

  Their lips met, and he had to focus on remaining calm out of fear of shifting forms and possibly hurting her. He wanted her so much that he didn’t trust himself.

  Peren broke the kiss and put her lips to his neck. He knew then that she was fighting the inner need to mark him as well. That she felt the natural pull between them—as a mate should.

  Reaching behind her head, he cupped it gently, guiding her to his neck, knowing she needed encouragement. It didn’t take her long. She bit him, sending his wolf into overdrive and his cock into a state of longing. She’d done her part. She’d marked and bitten him—putting her claim on him.

  The rest was up to him, but he needed a moment to temper his beast. He didn’t want Peren hurt during the mating ritual. He sat up, his intent to simply breathe deep for a moment and control his wolf.

  Peren used the break to wiggle out from under him and discard her sweatpants. She was left naked on the bed next to him. He knew his eyes were swirling with color as his wolf surfaced quickly. So much for trying to control his other half.

  With a growl, Lukian caught Peren by the waist and deposited her on the bed before him. He spread her legs and moved between them, soaking in the sight of his woman naked. She was breathtaking.

  He leaned and put his face above her pussy. Inhaling deep, he savored her sweet smell before sliding his tongue out and over her slit. She tried to squirm away, her hips bucking at him as her fingers moved into his hair, pulling his head closer to her body. He added a finger to the mix, pushing it into her wet opening and nearly coming at the feel of how tight she was. He also realized he’d never fit in her without preparing her more. He added a second finger, patiently allowing her cunt to adjust to the size of the intrusion.

  Lukian pushed a third finger in to spread her more. He didn’t want to cause her pain but wanted to stretch her body to be sure she’d accept all of him. He licked along the inner ridge of her pursed lips, finding her clit, red, swollen, and waiting for him. He slid his mouth over it and drew it in gently. In a flash, he was running his tongue over it quickly, then stopping to suck on it. He kept his fingers moving in and out of her, leaving the fruits of his labor dripping down his hand and over her sweet ass. He brought his tongue down to lap it up. He didn’t want to let a good thing go to waste.

  He let one of his fingers slide into her tight ass, pushing past the pink rosette. She cried out and bucked against his hand, riding his fingers harder. Lukian pushed his face deep into her hot little cunt, licking her, fucking her with his fingers.

  No…more…more…oh, Luke…oh.

  He laughed softly into her as he heard her thoughts projected onto him. He pulled his face away from her very swollen, very wet pussy and slid his pants off.

  “Please,” she whispered. “More.”

  He flicked his tongue over her clit and shoved his fingers in deep, his body responding as her pussy clamped down around him. Peren cried out as her orgasm struck, making Lukian swell with pride and need.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  “Please,” Peren repeated, knowing she sounded pathetic begging the man, but she wanted more. She leaned up on her elbows and found Lukian standing at the foot of the bed, stroking his hard cock. He leaned forward and stuck his finger deep within her and pulled it out, taking with it a string of her come.

  She bit her lip and drew in her breath as she watched him rubbing her come on his shaft until it glistened. She pulled her legs up and out, showing him that she was ready and willing to accept him, if she could. Her eyes widened as he seemed to grow larger by the second. His length was impressive, but that wasn’t what made her doubt if she could handle him. It was his girth. She’d never dreamt they came in that size.

  How the hell does he walk and not fall forward from the strain of that?

  She watched as a tiny smirk came over Lukian’s face. He climbed onto the bed on all fours and crawled over her. The primal look on his face said that he was thinking only of sticking his cock deep within her. She should have been ashamed of herself for falling into Lukian’s bed so fast, but instead she regretted having not met him sooner. She wanted him deep within her, like she’d never wanted anything in her life before. The need for air seemed secondary next to the need to have Lukian’s cock between her legs.

  She put her hands around his neck, trying to pull his head down to her, but he stayed suspended above her. She clung to his body like a rag doll, wanting him to slam into her and grind her into a state of numbness. The tip of his cock touched her entrance. His shoulders tightened…he was about to pull away.

  “No,” she pleaded as she tugged on his neck. She wouldn’t let him back out now. Every fiber of her being wanted him and she’d have him.

  The look in his unnaturally blue eyes said that he was doing everything in his power to restrain himself. She kissed along his jawline and tried to coax him into her. He didn’t budge.

  He’s going to stop this. He doesn’t want me.

  “I want you more than life itself, Peren,” he said softly to her.

  “Then take me,” she panted.

  She looked at him and willed him to have her, to use her, to make her his own. Something about this glorious man called to her on a primitive level. She wrapped her legs tight around his waist and let her upper body drop to the bed. She used her many years of training for purely selfish gain and flipped Luke over onto his back.

  She pushed herself down onto him in one fluid motion, taking his shaft deep into her. She was so tight, and he so large, that she thought he might rip her in two. She cried out, as did he. He
tore into her, filling her with a mix of pleasure and pain. She leaned down onto him and found his mouth. His tongue met hers and his hands went to her waist. She matched the tiny swirl-like motion that she was making with her tongue with her hips.

  “Peren, you feel so damn good,” he said, with a low growl.

  His scent, a cross between sweat and musk, sent her pheromones into overdrive. She thrust herself onto him, taking him deeper within her. The pressure was so great that she had to pull away from his mouth to let the cries within her out. The cool air from the room made its way between them, and she took a deep breath in, trying to avoid hyperventilating. His hands moved to her hips and yanked her body down onto his, harder and faster. She had to use her arms to steady herself, moving up and down on him.

  “Oh yes, Lukian, yes!”

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Being sheathed inside Peren’s body left him feeling removed from himself. She was so hot and tight that he felt as if he was dipping himself into a vat of hot oil. She was teasing him, her ample breasts bouncing in his face. He leaned up and grabbed hold of a nipple, sucking hard. Peren’s rhythm changed. She slammed down on him so fast and furious that their bodies began to make slapping noises. Sweat-soaked and past the point of being able to stop, he tried to lift her off him. He gave one final suck of her erect nipple and looked up into her face.

  “Off…off…I’m gonna…come,” he said frantically.

  Her eyes shifted colors, like his could do if he wasn’t careful. The green in them deepened and the tiniest hint of amber wolf pushed through. She leaned down and grabbed his head to her chest. Her warm breasts pushed into his face. He fought the urge to bite down on them and leave his mark. He wanted to claim her as his own, but…

  “Off…baby, I can’t hold it…I’m going to come in your hot, wet…oh…” His voice sounded weak, even to him.

  She yanked the hair on the back of his head and slammed her body onto him. She tightened around him as her orgasm hit, contracting, milking him. Her eyes rolled back slightly.

  Give it to me…I want to feel your hot come in me…I want to feel you exploding deep inside me… “Luke...” she said softly.

  Unable to hold it any longer, he released his seed into her. It erupted with such force that he shook. He grabbed Peren and pulled her to him, his cock still deep within her. He sank his teeth into her tender flesh and savored the coppery taste of her blood before licking the wound and watching it heal over instantly. It felt as if tiny, invisible threads were pushing in and out of them, weaving them together as one.

  “You’re mine now…forever,” he stated, very matter-of-factly.

  “I know,” she said, rolling to the side, falling next to him on the bed.

  He pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead. She moaned slightly and moved her leg over his. The smell of her sex filled the room. He should have been sated, full, satisfied. Instead, he was left wanting even more of her. “Peren, baby.”

  “Hmm?” she asked lazily.

  Lukian stroked her auburn hair and kissed her again. “Take me in your mouth. I want to feel those soft lips wrapped around me.”

  She lay still for a moment and he thought she’d say no. When her tiny hand wrapped around his still-hard cock, he knew she’d do as he asked. She slid down the bed and planted tiny kisses on his abs as she went. She reached the base of his penis and giggled slightly.

  His brow creased as he leaned up to look at her. “What? Laughing at a guy in that position could cause him lasting damage.”

  “No, Luke, I didn’t mean to laugh. I’m nervous. I’ve never done this before,” she said, slightly embarrassed, her cheeks reddening.

  “Oh baby, talk like that will get you flipped over and that sweet little ass of yours attacked. I can’t control myself when I’m near you. I want you, all of you.”

  He reached into her hair and coaxed her mouth near him. He could read her thoughts and she wanted to take him into her mouth, her ass, wherever he wanted to take her. She was his mate, no doubt about it.

  Peren’s tongue ran out and over him, sending shivers down his legs. She took him slowly into her hot mouth and inched her way down his shaft. The head of his cock touched the back of her throat and her eyes widened. It took her a minute to move, but when she did, it was pure ecstasy. Each lick, each suck, sent his body over the edge and the wolf closer to the surface.

  He growled out and tossed his head back, letting his balls tighten, coming down her throat. She drank him down, sucking softly, not missing a drop. Lukian’s legs jerked and Peren continued to move her mouth up and down on him.

  He pulled on her head gently. “Baby, I’m done.”

  She moved her mouth off him and licked her lips. “No, you’re not. You’re going to fuck me again,” she said in a sultry voice.

  Lukian laughed, deep and long. “Oh baby, you’re killing me.”

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Lukian lay perfectly still, holding Peren in his arms. She’d been asleep for several hours now. After making love several more times in the bed and twice in the shower, Peren was exhausted. He was grateful she hadn’t seemed to regret what they’d just done. In truth, she had no idea what they’d done, he knew that. How could she? He tried to think of the various ways to tell her that he’d just claimed her as his mate, his wife. He’d never had a mate before. He’d had lovers, even a few who meant a great deal to him, but never any who made him feel the way he felt with her—complete.

  He had wanted to steal away and ask Green how his research was coming. It had been careless of him to lose control and finish inside her. If it turned out that her body wasn’t supernatural enough to accept his seed, then she would never end up getting pregnant, or worse yet, would get pregnant and die.

  Lukian took a deep breath and buried his face in her silky hair. He silently prayed for her to be physically able to be his mate in every sense of the word. He wasn’t sure he could go on if she wouldn’t be in his life, or if he’d hurt her in any way. It was bittersweet, thinking of her possibly carrying his child. He would never forgive himself if harm came to her because of it.

  His mind raced to his men. He’d spent the last how many decades lecturing them on the need for safety, for control. They didn’t lead normal lives. Being a member of an elite, supernatural, special operations team didn’t leave much room for a family. The other men were young yet. They weren’t over fifty. Except for Green. He, too, was old.

  Green had been in his early thirties and a scientist when he’d volunteered for the experiment. He was one of only a handful of survivors. The only reason he’d made it through was that he’d been attacked by one of the captive weres and not injected with serum. He came by his panther part honestly; there was nothing man-made about him. The dawning of the madman in Germany put an end to America’s secret experiments for close to twenty years after that. They in no way wanted to be associated with the likes of that maniac.

  None of the other men looked a day over twenty-five, the age they’d been when they joined the program. In the scope of immortals, they were babies. They most likely wouldn’t feel the need to reproduce for another twenty years or so. He, on the other hand, was much older than fifty and had believed he would never find his mate.

  Now, as he lay with Peren in his arms, he suddenly felt unsure. Not of her or what they’d done, but of what to do next. According to the code of the shifters and supernaturals, Peren was now considered their leader as well. She was his chosen mate and most likely the future mother of his children. Her word carried as much weight as his, in theory. He knew that it would be a difficult sell to the shifter community, especially his pack. They would naturally question his choice in a mate because she was not a full lycan. She was something, that much he was sure of, just not full werewolf. The biggest problem of all was that he knew damn well Peren had no clue what she was, or what he was for that matter.

  He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Right now, his concern had to be about Peren’s
safety. Someone had paid big money to bring them in to take her down. The very thought of having even considered killing her made him flushed and nauseous. He would die before he saw her hurt, and he was guessing that would be a very real possibility when word got back to the powers that be that his team protected her.

  “I’ll never let anyone hurt you, my love, my wife,” he whispered softly into her hair.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  “You did what?” Missy demanded, in anything but a low tone. At the volume she was shouting, everyone in the safe house would hear. Instantly, Peren regretted having confided in Missy about having sex with Lukian. Wisely, she’d left out a lot of details.

  Peren grabbed her friend’s arm and pulled her into the tiny side room, hoping to silence her in the process. Missy had always had something of a temper. Recent events had only exaggerated it.

  “Hey, announce it to the world, why don’t you,” Peren said in a hushed tone, though at this point she doubted it mattered how quietly she spoke.

  A look of indignation came over Missy. “You fucked some ninja-Rambo-stranger? The guy’s a nut. All these guys are nuts. And one of them is a pig’s asshole. Peren, what if you’re pregnant?”

  “A pig’s what?” questioned Peren, unable to follow Missy’s rant with anything close to ease. She’d seen Missy lose her cool on more than one occasion in all their years of friendship. Missy tended to shout first and calm herself later. At least when it came to her friends and anything she felt put them in jeopardy.