Wanted by the Warrant Officer

by Davenport, Fiona

  It wasn’t a long drive to the ranch from the base, but this time, it felt like an eternity. I wanted to call Piper, but Merrick would have more necessary details for me.

  “I didn’t wait to confirm, just took her to your place. I haven’t had a chance to comb through much video yet. But I flagged a couple of people who seemed overly interested in her and ran checks on them. I’ll send them over as soon as we hang up.”

  A baby cried in the background, reminding me he’d done me a huge favor taking time away from his wife and brand-new baby to take care of Piper. So, I swallowed the impulse to chew his ass out for not spending all his time trying to figure out who was after my girl.

  “Thanks,” I said instead. Despite being on the verge of flipping my shit in an epic way, I meant it. I owed him.

  “We’ll call it even,” Merrick grunted as if reading my thoughts. “But don’t expect me to be your chauffeur when you’ve knocked up Piper.”

  Another time, I would have laughed, but I was too worried about my woman. The gravel road at the entrance to the ranch came into view. “Gotta go.”

  “Let me know if you need anything else.”

  “Hooyah,” I replied.

  I drove down the road a little faster than normal, leaving a cloud of dust and rocks in my wake. But I slowed near the door so the truck didn’t slide dangerously and risk injuring myself.

  Opening my door, I called out for Piper as I climbed down from the extended cab. Then I jogged to the wraparound porch and up the steps. The handle twisted easily, and I growled at the fact that it had been unlocked, which meant the security system wasn’t engaged.

  “Piper!” I shouted as I stalked into the house. It had an open floor plan, so I immediately spotted her sitting at the kitchen table with my dad.

  Piper whipped around at the sound of my voice and almost knocked over her chair when she jumped up and ran to me. She threw herself into my arms, and I held her tightly, assuring myself she was really there.

  “I’m so glad you’re back,” she whispered and hugged me a little harder.

  “Me too, baby.” I slipped a hand into her hair and pulled her head back to take her mouth in a deep, desperate kiss.

  The sound of a throat clearing broke the spell wrapped around us. Piper jumped, but I held her still, taking my time to finish the kiss. I finally lifted my head and stared down into her beautiful face. The sight of her swollen lips and her flushed skin with the slightly darker color on her cheeks had my dick standing at attention.

  The conversation with Merrick had kept me from hardening at the thought of Piper as I normally would have. But now that she was in my arms, it was impossible to keep my cock from reacting.

  “If you’re done mauling that sweet girl,” I heard my mother pipe up, “come and have dinner with us.”

  “Piper and I have more important things to do than eat dinner,” I growled, annoyed that we weren't already alone so I could rip her clothes off and bury myself inside her hot pussy.

  Piper smacked my shoulder and tried to turn around in my arms, giving me a death glare until I reluctantly loosened my hold enough for her to move. “Don’t be rude,” she hissed. “Your mom and dad have been amazing to me, and I don’t want to hurt her feelings after she went through the trouble of making us dinner.”

  I chuckled, some of my worries ebbing from having her close and seeing her fire. “Trust me, baby, they understand.”

  “We’ll just be going,” my dad announced.

  “See?” I winked smugly at Piper.

  “Can I at least say hello to my son?” my mom protested.

  “Be quick about it, doll,” my dad responded, then he leaned in and said something that had her blushing. I kept an arm around Piper as I walked to meet my mom in the middle of the room.

  I gave her a one-armed hug, but before I could straighten up, she grabbed the shell of my ear. “Ouch! Son of a bitch. What the hell, Mom?”

  “Watch your language,” my dad growled, and I immediately felt contrite. My dad worshipped my mom and didn’t put up with anyone’s shit when it came to her. I couldn't fault him since I knew I would be the same way with Piper.

  “Sorry,” I grumbled. “Think you could let go now?”

  My mom ignored my request and went up on her tiptoes so our faces were close together. “I love her. She’s a keeper. So you better get that ring on her finger right away.”

  “That’s the plan,” I grunted, wincing when I tried to nod and remembered the painful hold she had on my ear.

  She released me and smiled lovingly. “Excellent. Welcome home, sweetheart.” Then she turned to Piper, who looked a little overwhelmed. “Welcome to the family.” She kissed Piper’s cheek, then swiftly made her way to the back door, where my father escorted her out.

  I glanced down at Piper, taking in her dazed expression. We’d talked about this before I left, so I was surprised at her reaction. But I mentally shrugged. It would all soak in eventually, but we had more important things to discuss at the moment. And then I needed to be inside her before I lost my fucking mind.

  “We need to talk.” I guided her over to the couch and sat. Then I pulled her onto my lap and delved a hand into her soft hair, cupping her neck to keep her eyes on me. “First, I don’t want to come home to an unlocked door ever again, is that clear?”

  “Your dad—” she began, but I gently squeezed her neck, and she closed her mouth.

  “I need to know you are as safe as possible whenever I can’t be with you.”

  She searched my face for a minute and seemed to find what she was looking for because her expression softened before she nodded.

  “Now, tell me about the stalker.”

  A fuck of a lot more had happened than I had expected. By the time she finished, I was filled with so much rage my body was shaking.

  “Are you okay?” she asked, her pretty blue eyes filled with concern.

  I didn’t want to scare her, so I did my best to keep a lid on my fury. No one came after my woman. No one. But my desire to hunt this man down and dole out my own brand of justice needed to wait just a little bit. Her needs came first.

  “Yeah, baby,” I grunted. I released her neck and glided my hand down her arm to thread our fingers together. “But I need you to promise me you’ll stay here until I’ve taken care of the situation. I won’t be able to function unless I know you’re safe.”

  Piper placed the palm of her hand on my cheek and softly brushed her lips over mine. “I promise.”

  Just that small touch rekindled the fire that had been burning when I came home and finally held her again. I grasped her face and captured her mouth, urging her with my tongue to part her lips so I could taste her. “Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I groaned.

  “Me, too,” she panted.

  I wanted to go slow, to take my time and worship her body after being deprived for several weeks. But then her hands slid under my shirt and explored my chest, sending streaks of need straight to my cock.

  Without releasing her mouth, I shifted her position so she was straddling me. But when her pussy settled over my cock, bathing my rock-hard length in her heat, the floodgates opened. I shot to my feet, using my hands under Piper’s ass to keep her plastered against me. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I stumbled toward my bedroom. I didn’t even make it there before I had her pressed up against a wall, grinding my hips into her center, devouring her mouth, and tearing off her shirt and pants.

  Making love soft and slow was going to have to wait until after a fast and hard fuck.

  9

  Piper

  With my back pressed against the wall, I breathed in Deacon’s manly scent as I savored the feel of all his hard edges pressed against my soft and eager ones. After I pulled his shirt over his head, I whispered, “I missed you so much.”

  “It was hell being halfway around the world from you,” he rasped, nipping at the pulse point at the side of my neck.

  “Thanks for coming back to me in one piece.�
�� I dragged my nails down his back. “We should celebrate with lots of orgasms.”

  “Sounds like a fucking brilliant idea to me.” He lifted me higher, fisting my panties in one hand and ripping them from my body before unsnapping my bra and yanking it down my arms. Once he had me completely naked, he carried me into his bedroom and tossed me onto the mattress. Then he shoved his pants down his legs and crawled on top of me. Cradling his hips with my legs, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and lost myself in his kiss until he dragged his mouth from mine.

  I mewled a protest, but the sound turned to a needy whimper when he sucked at the hollow of my neck and murmured, “I hope you’re almost ready for me, baby. Because I need to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock more than I need my next breath.”

  “It’s not going to take much to make me come.” I lifted my hips off the mattress to rock my pussy against his hard length. “I was already drenched before you ripped my clothes off, and that made me even hotter.”

  “Thank fuck,” he breathed as he wedged his arm between us. Gliding his fingers down my body, he toyed with my nipples before drifting lower to cup my core. When he dragged his middle finger through my center, he groaned, “I love how wet you get for me.”

  After collecting some of my wetness on his fingers, he started to play with my clit, circling around the sensitive nub and giving it a few light pinches. After giving it a final tug, he slid his hand down to sink two fingers inside me. “Come for me, baby. I want to watch you ride my hand until you fly apart.”

  I kept my gaze glued to his as I rocked my hips back and forth, gasping when he twisted his wrist to hit my G-spot. Pleasure raced through my body, surprising me with its intensity. “Yes, Deacon. Right there. So close.”

  “That’s it, baby. Take what you need,” he ordered.

  With his hand moving in unison with my hips, it didn’t take long for me to go over the edge, screaming his name. As soon as my shudders started to die down, Deacon pulled his fingers from my body and licked them clean. “I love having the taste of you on my lips, but what I really need is to shove my cock as far inside your pussy as it can get.”

  “That’s what I need, too.” I widened my legs and urged him closer.

  Staying on his knees, he stroked his hard cock through my soaked center, and my breath caught in my throat when he lined the tip up with my entrance. Cupping my waist with one hand, he splayed the other against my belly and held me in place. “I dreamed about the feel of your pussy milking my cock each and every night I was in that hellhole. It’s what kept me going until I could get back to you.”

  Driving his hips forward as he lifted me toward him in one smooth move, he filled me with one forceful thrust. With the position I was in, I couldn’t do anything but take what he gave me—which was a heck of a lot. Every single inch of his impressive dick dragged against my inner walls as he pounded in and out of me, over and over again, at a furious pace. The force of his thrusts caused the headboard to bang against the wall. If he hadn’t been holding me down, I would’ve slid all the way up the mattress.

  “I’m so fucking lucky that you’re mine,” he grunted, shifting positions so his body covered me.

  His hard length hit a different spot on his next stroke, making me gasp, “Oh, Deacon, yes! You feel so good.”

  He nipped at my throat. “That’s right, baby. Tell me how much your pussy loves to be wrapped around my cock.”

  His words sent me flying over the edge, stars bursting deep in my core. He sped up his pace as I cried out his name. After a few more thrusts, he anchored himself deep, and I felt the hot streams of his come spurt inside me as he groaned, “Fucking A, you make me lose my mind.”

  Deacon was careful not to put all of his weight on me, but I enjoyed how solid he felt as he cradled me against his chest. I was still trying to catch my breath when he brushed a kiss against the top of my forehead and slid off the mattress. Propping myself up on an elbow, I murmured, “Where’re you going?”

  He yanked on a pair of athletic shorts before turning toward me, his blue eyes burning into mine. “I needed that to tide me over for a little bit, so I’m going to figure out who’s been messing with you. I need to know you’re safe before I can dedicate the time it’ll take to give you the soft and slow loving you deserve.”

  “Mmm,” I hummed, a shiver racing up my spine at the sensual promise in his tone. Even though he’d just given me a couple of mind-blowing orgasms—and I wanted the whole stalker situation to be wrapped up as soon as possible—I was ready for another round now. I’d become addicted to his body during our week together. “Are you sure that can’t wait?”

  “Sorry, baby.” He padded over and gave me a quick kiss, his fingers drifting over the top of my breasts. “You’re tempting as fuck, but Merrick told me that he was going to send over reports on a few people of interest. They raised a red flag when he went over the video feed from the hospital because they were paying too much attention to you.”

  My brow wrinkled in confusion over how casually he mentioned that his friend had access to the hospital’s cameras. Between patient privacy concerns and employee safety, I assumed that it took a lot of effort to get that kind of access. “It’s barely been a day and a half since I called Merrick. The security guard I talked to about what’s been happening barely took notes during our meeting, but Merrick was able to talk them into letting him see video that fast?”

  “He didn’t ask for permission.” He scrubbed his palms down his face before admitting softly, “Just like I’m not going to go through official channels while hunting for this asshole.”

  Dragging the sheet with me and pressing the material to my chest as I got to my knees, I hissed, “Hold up. If you get caught doing something illegal, what will that do to your career? We can just call the cops or something. I’m going to move down here anyway, so this doesn’t need to be a big thing. It’s not as though this guy is going to follow me all the way to San Diego.”

  “You’re worrying for nothing, baby. I’m too damn good at what I do to get caught, especially with Merrick and the rest of the team at my six. But even if I did, it’d be worth it. Being a SEAL is everything I dreamed about until I met you. It pales in comparison to keeping you safe. I love you too damn much to let anything happen to you.” He padded over to the desk and powered up his computer, all three monitors firing up in unison while my brain screeched to a halt at hearing that four-letter word come out of his mouth. “And as thrilled as I am to hear that you’re still on board with moving in with me, we can’t let this shit slide. There’s no telling what this guy will do now that you’ve dropped off his radar. He hasn’t tripped the alarm at your old place yet, but he could have it staked out waiting for you to return.”

  “Deacon”—he glanced at me over his shoulder at my urgent whisper—“did you just tell me you love me in the middle of a rant about my stalker?”

  “Fuck...I did.” He flashed me a sexy grin, his eyes filled with humor as he muttered, “I guess I might as well do this part now, too.”

  I didn’t understand what he meant until he grabbed a small jewelry box off the top of his dresser and crossed the room again to drop down on one knee in front of me. “Oh, holy heck.”

  “Marry me, Piper,” he rasped as he pulled a gorgeous ring from the box and slid it onto my finger.

  It sounded more like an order than a question, but I answered anyway. “Yes. Absolutely, positively yes.”

  The smile he flashed me was blinding. “Because you love me?”

  I nodded, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks. “So, so much.”

  “Thank fuck.” He traced over the band with his thumb before pressing a kiss to the skin just above where it rested. “Maybe I’ll be able to keep my shit in check while I hunt for the guy who’s been fucking with you. Between fucking you and seeing my ring on your finger, I’m feeling slightly less homicidal. And my reward for figuring this shit out will be exploring my soon-to-be wife’s luscious body for as l
ong as I want.”

  10

  Deacon

  I kissed Piper’s finger again before planting one on her lips, then I stood. Gently, I pushed her shoulder until she fell backward onto the bed.

  “Does this mean you changed your mind?” she asked with a laugh.

  I grinned and shook my head as I pulled the comforter up over her gorgeous body. “No, baby. I need to get this taken care of so it’s not hanging over us anymore. But you should rest. You’re going to need lots of energy once I’m done.”

  Piper giggled, and her eyes twinkled merrily. “Yes, sir!”

  And just like that, the relief I’d felt after fucking her disappeared. I was as hard as a fucking rock again. I bent over her, stopping when our faces were inches apart, and rumbled, “After I take care of this bullshit, I want to hear you say that right before I thrust my big dick into your pretty mouth.”

  Her blue irises darkened with desire, and her lips parted, drawing my gaze. I traced her mouth with my index finger before dipping it inside. When she immediately sucked on it, I groaned and nearly gave in to my craving for her. “You like the idea of sucking my cock, baby?” She nodded and swirled her tongue around my digit. “You want to taste my come on your tongue?”

  Piper moaned, and I knew if I didn’t stop playing with her, I’d end up buried in her pussy instead of working on her stalker problem. Reluctantly, I dragged my finger out of her mouth and kissed her long and deep.

  She was dazed and relaxed when I pulled back. I kissed her nose, then whispered, “Sleep,” before I headed back to my computer.