Chapter Eighteen #3
They must have fallen asleep, or at least she did.
When she finally opened her eyes, he was on top and moving inside her, his mouth on her breast, ruthlessly teasing her nipple.
She reared up at a tiny bite. Done with words, he was now attacking her like a hungry man, with her as his main course and dessert.
His teeth pulled at her distended nipple, teasing it to a hard pebble.
He rose on his haunches and rubbed his penis against her clitoris until she shivered with helpless arousal.
Now that she’d admitted aloud that she wanted him without the influence of the serum, there were no more barriers.
He unleashed his passion and she reciprocated with willing eagerness.
She ran her fingers through his thick hair, responding impatiently to his touch. He looked down, his eyes dazzling her with their intensity. She gasped as he thrust deeply.
“My turn,” he growled.
“YOU’RE WAKING THE MAGIC scimitar of love,” Jed wryly said to the darkness. Her slow hand had woken him up in the velvety darkness.
She gave a sleepy chuckle at his using that ridiculous term. “I was curious whether you’re as in control when you’re asleep.”
He smiled. She didn’t know how close she had been to breaking him. She hadn’t even tried to seduce him. It had been her sense of humor and her ability to make him laugh that did him in every time.
“Despite the rumors, Elena, my dick, like any other man’s, has a mind of its own.”
“That’s good to know. It’s a much simpler creature than you are.”
He laughed softly. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so at ease lying in bed with a woman.
Most of the time—not all—sex was a part of his arsenal.
It wasn’t easy for him to share any part of himself and he knew he was stingy in the emotion department to the point of hurting those about whom he cared.
There weren’t many who could breach his wall.
One of them was his daughter, who, like Elena, had a mischievous streak.
Another was Nikki, whose gentleness had called out to him like no other.
Both women had accepted, rather than tried to change, him; both also didn’t change themselves for him.
Elena, he realized, was the same way. She was more patient than she let on, letting the answers come to her rather than jumping to conclusions.
It was the sign of a well-trained operative. And a damn sexy one, at that.
But he was surrounded by well-trained and sexy operatives. What made her different? Why did he feel this need to be with her the more time he spent with her?
Not comfortable with the line of questions on his mind, Jed turned Elena on her side, spooning her, an arm around her middle.
His earlier hunger was the result of months and months of mental teasing and stimulation.
The past few hours had only sated it a little.
His hand wandered lower. Wet heat. She hiccupped as his finger stroked her in a languid caress.
“I’m too tired to move,” she husked out. He pushed intimately against her buttocks. “Aren’t you supposed to be done for the night after what we did?”
“It seems you aren’t the only one suffering from chemical imbalance,” Jed observed. “I don’t know when we’ll have private time like this again, so I plan to enjoy you as many times as I can.”
“What, those fantasies of me in tassels and thong aren’t good enough?” she teased.
“Aren’t enough,” he corrected. “Not any more.”
He slid in her easily, this time making love to her slowly, prolonging the pleasure.
He liked this position because he could play with her clitoris as he moved inside her.
He discovered she found his shallow thrusts frustrating, keeping her from actually coming, and his fingers masterfully stimulated her till she forgot to breathe from trying to reach her peak.
Only then did he allow himself to bury deeply inside her.
He felt the first contractions and he timed each withdrawal with each stroke of his finger, keeping her at that plateau as long as he could.
Each contraction pulled him deeper, massaging his erection until he couldn’t stop the oncoming orgasm.
She gasped his name as he crushed her to him, his whole being wanting to get inside her, giving into that current of exquisite pleasure that robbed a man of part of his soul.
He continued caressing her with his fingers, till her essence wet his hand and his thighs, till she breathed his name over and over.
He kissed the back of her head as she went limp beside him, totally out of it, inhaling the mixture of her scent and their sex. She was breathing deeply. He wanted her again but it wasn’t good form to keep waking up a woman just because he couldn’t get enough of her.
Maybe let her sleep for an hour. He could easily stay awake by thinking about his schedule tomorrow. Or mentally run over all the details of various operations. It was a habit of his when he wanted to distract himself.
A few minutes passed by and he felt Elena stir. He turned and kissed her cheek.
“I can feel you thinking. What’s on your mind?” she asked.
She could? “Just business stuff.” He frowned. “Are you awake?”
“Hmm.” She took in another deep breath. “What kind of business?”
“I was just thinking about tomorrow. And making a note to contact Hawk to see what he was doing. I need an update from him.”
He heard her exhale, a long sigh, like a person falling into deep relaxation. He assumed she had fallen asleep again and didn’t say anything else.
“Hawk’s in trouble.”
Her calm and slightly monotonic voice alerted him immediately that something wasn’t right. The room was dark and he couldn’t see her face. “Elena?” he prompted. “Why did you say that?”
“I see Hawk. It’s got to be him.”
Jed kept very still. “Are you remote viewing?” he asked quietly.
“Yes. I can see a man being beaten by a group of people. It’s a huge crowd, with many men in uniform.
Confusion. Hawk took down a dozen or so men.
Fighting very hard.” She gasped. “Ow. Someone broke a bottle over his head. He’s down.
Blood. They’re dragging him out the back way.
Too many people. I can’t see. Screaming.
Girls are screaming and running, oh God. ”
“Checkered flag, Hell. Disengage,” Jed ordered.
A short silence followed. “Jed? What just happened?” She sounded more alert now. “I...oh wow, I did it again.”
“You did this before.” He leaned over so he could turn on the bedside light.
“Ow! Turn it off!”
Jed frowned. Elena groped for the pillow, covering her face. “What’s wrong?”
“The light hurts my eyes. My head’s started throbbing.”
He immediately killed the light. She turned toward him, a gesture that brought out the protective male in him. These headaches worried him. Not being able to do a thing to help her didn’t make him feel any better. He stroked the back of her neck, feeling the tensed muscles there.
“I’m okay. It isn’t as bad as that killer migraine from the other morning when I spontaneously remote viewed you on the submarine.”
Jed’s hand went still for a moment. “You RV’ed me with Cummings,” he stated, waiting for confirmation.
“It was spontaneous, like tonight. I wasn’t able to do that before, so I don’t understand what made me do that.”
“What were you thinking before it happened each time?”
“Well...” She drifted off in thought for a minute.
“Just now, I was very relaxed and thinking about all the things you did to me that first night you came to my quarters. I was plotting on repeating some of the things you did. During that morning, just before I RV’ed you, I was also thinking about the same thing.
I had the avatar program on and I was looking at Hades on the screen and trying to imagine him coming into my quarters and then it got mixed up with my memories of that night, and before I knew it, there I was, smelling sea air.
” She paused, trying to remember, before continuing, “It...felt different that time. I couldn’t see you very well.
I sensed danger and part of me wanted to run from the scene.
Actually, the more I concentrated, the more difficult it became for me to stay there and I remember turning around and running away. I don’t know. It was just different.”
Jed recalled the strange feeling of being watched that day. “But not this time?” he asked. “Did you feel the same kind of difficulty this time? Maybe spontaneous remote viewing made you feel alone without a monitor and that’s why you ran.”
She put an arm around him, her voice muffled against his chest. “Massage there again. Ooh, perfect. No, I didn’t get that danger signal in my head when I was remote viewing Hawk just now.
I felt your presence by my side and you were talking, remember?
So, to me, you were playing monitor, asking me what I saw.
I just don’t know, Jed. The only thing that I can figure out that ties both incidents is that wild sex with you is just out of this world, baby. ”
Jed shook his head as he continued to quietly massage her neck and head area. Everything about this woman intrigued him, even her crazy sense of humor.
“Stop joking. We’ve got to get to the bottom of this. Are you feeling better?”
“Would you rather I complain that sex with you gives me a headache?” She turned onto her back, her hand coming up and caressing the side of his face.
“Jed, if this headache doesn’t go away, I’ll need the serum.
I need to be one hundred percent for this assassination we’re trying to prevent in Skopje. ”