The Bond That Consumes Us Part 9

He looked up, this blue eyes l.u.s.t heavy. "I want to taste you."

"Oh yes. Please."

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His eyes widened for only a moment before he adjusted his body so his face lay between her legs. Fallon's heart was pounding so hard now, she was scared she would have a heart attack. She tried not to move, but she couldn't help but roll her hips in an effort to entice him to hurry up.

When he finally moved, his tongue touched the opening of her c.u.n.t, curling inside her to collect her cream. The light caress made her moan, and try to squirm again. Taber reached up with his hands and captured her hips, preventing further movement.

"You taste as good as you smell."

Fallon bit down on her bottom lip hard, keeping her cries trapped inside. The second time his tongue made contact he licked from her a.s.shole to the tip of her c.l.i.t, where he flicked the swollen nub several times. Gasping, she plunged her hands into his hair and tried to hold his head in the place she wanted him to suck the most.

"You like that?" he asked and quickly licked her c.l.i.t again.

"Yes."

"Should I continue?"

"Please! I want to come."

Taber chuckled but sucked her c.l.i.t gently. He teased and tasted as he swallowed her free-flowing juices. Close, she was so close, but she couldn't quite make it over the hump.

"Fingers. Put your finger inside me."

He slid his hand down over her hip and thigh and finally moved it between her legs. He wet a finger with her cream before slowly pus.h.i.+ng it inside her. The thickness stretched her, the heavenly sensations traveling from her c.u.n.t through the rest of her body like a slow burning heat. As he began to thrust and retreat with his finger, Fallon wasn't able to concentrate on anything else.

"Yes, Taber. Oh f.u.c.k that's it. I'm going to come."

Groaning, he licked her c.l.i.t faster, pumped his finger into her p.u.s.s.y relentlessly until she couldn't contain it any longer. Her o.r.g.a.s.m started as a rolling pulse that exploded from her c.u.n.t until her entire body shook from the power of her release.

Fallon screamed, her fingers curled in his hair, pulling his head closer before needing to push him away.

"Too much, too much."

Finally lifting his head, Taber pushed his body up with his arms, so his chest was hovering above her. His face was wet with her cream, his eyes fixed on hers. Fallon s.h.i.+vered, feeling like she was under the gaze of a wild animal. One who was ready to break free.

"Tell me," the words were a hoa.r.s.e whisper, her throat sore from her screams.

Taber slowly crawled his way up her till his face was above her. "I want you."

Three simple words said with such conviction, Fallon couldn't refuse. Nodding, she waited for him to push his pants the rest of the way off, leaving him gloriously naked.

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And all hers. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist and tugged him forward. He didn't move at first, his eyes narrowed, his breathing shallow as he struggled with whatever inner demons he'd been battling for years. Tugging him again with her legs, she turned her face and placed a kiss on the inside of his wrist that framed her head. This time, he pushed his hips forward.

Fallon bit his wrists lightly when the head of his c.o.c.k rubbed against her p.u.s.s.y. Her juices now covered them both, easing the journey of his shaft. When he began to penetrate her body, her lungs constricted, a pleasant burning sensation as he stretched her muscles wide. Inch by inch he invaded until he was in all the way, right to the hilt.

She locked her legs around his a.s.s, holding him still until her body adjusted to the sheer size of him.

"Am I hurting you?"

The concern in his voice was heavy. She ran her hand along his cheek, caressing his chin and the hair along his temple.

"Kiss me."

She didn't know if he would or not. She could tell he wanted to, but something was still there holding him back. Waiting, she held her breath when he lowered his head, her eyes closing at the contact of his lips against hers.

The feel of his skin was soft, his breath sweet as it mingled with hers. He kept his mouth closed until she licked the seam with her tongue, prodding him on further.

Finally opening his mouth to her, Fallon sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck so he wouldn't pull away.

Their kiss was slow, deliberate and the most arousing things she'd experienced.

Sounds seemed to stop, her mind focusing only on the places where their bodies touched. When he slid his hips back, her body quivered with excitement, knowing the pleasure that was about to come would push her to her limits of control. Not withdrawing the full way, Taber waited until the tip of his c.o.c.k was about to pull free before thrusting forward with just as deliberate a motion. Thrust and retreat, in and out, the steady motion quickly brought her arousal back into a frenzied peak.

She couldn't stand it anymore. Dropping her feet to the bed, she braced herself and bucked up to meet his hips on the next thrust. Taber's rhythm faltered for a second as he grunted and increased the tempo. Fallon broke their kiss, licking her way along his jaw to his earlobe, sucking it hard.

"f.u.c.k me hard. The way I know you want to."

"Fallon-"

"Harder."

He surged forward with a sharp thrust, pulling a moan from her.

"Harder. Let go."

He didn't need anymore prodding. Taber's thrust became wild as he rammed into her p.u.s.s.y, grinding his pubic bone against her c.l.i.t. A second o.r.g.a.s.m was building, one 49 she tried to hold off for as long as possible. If she could come with him-oh G.o.d, it would be perfect.

But she couldn't. Her excitement was too sharp, and as he reached up with his hand and rolled her nipple with his fingers, she couldn't take anymore. For the second time her cries filled the room as another o.r.g.a.s.m hit her. But this time, her muscles clenched around Taber's c.o.c.k, milking him for all that she could.

His body tensed above hers, his thrusts wild, uncontrolled as his body shook from the strain. His roar that escaped him as he came was soul shattering. Gasping, she tried to hold on to him for dear life as he thrust one final time before collapsing onto her chest. His hot, gasping breath echoed through her body as he fought to recover.

Despite the size and weight of his body, he wasn't hurting her. She was protected, safe from the insanity of the s.h.i.+p. Eventually he rolled over onto his side, dragging her body with him as he went. His body spooned against hers, she let her mind drift off to oblivion.

Fallon couldn't figure out what was wrong, her mind still heavy with sleep. She could still feel Taber's long body curled around hers, his arm draped around her, keeping her close. G.o.d, this was perfect. But something had woken her, pulled her from her peace. When the computer chimed again, telling them that someone was at the door, both she and Taber reacted.

"Stay here," he said, pulling on his pants as he went.

She noticed he waited to yank on his tunic at the last second before opening the door. Not wanting to be seen, Fallon buried herself deep into the covers of the bed.

"Yes," Taber's voice was steady, with no hint of irritation.

"What kept you?" Sean's voice. "I was about to get security to break me in."

"I was sleeping. What's wrong?"

"We found another body."

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Chapter Five.

Taber walked around the b.l.o.o.d.y mess that used to be Lukas Ross, careful not to disturb the body. The look of shock frozen on the dead man's face told him most of what he needed to know about the murder. He'd known his attacker, and couldn't believe it.

"Who found him?" he asked Sean, leaning over to peer at Lukas' hands.

"Security realized the computer sensors weren't monitoring in here any longer.

When they came by to check it out, they found this. Security agents Harmon and Williams found him, called it in."

Something in Sean's voice caused Taber to look up at him and raise an eyebrow.

"Problem?"

Sean was staring at him, his hands on his hips. They'd asked that everyone be kept out of the room until they had a chance to review the crime scene. Alone for what could be the last time for the next several hours, he knew Sean was going to ask him whatever it was that was on his mind.

"Why didn't you come to the door when I rang the first time?"

Straightening, Taber made his way over to his friend. Only a few inches apart now, he kept his voice low. "I told you, I was sleeping."

"In the ten years that I've known you, I've never had difficulty waking you. I doubt anyone else has either."

He didn't push too hard, but Taber knew Sean wasn't about to let this go. A quick glance at the body and the door, he sighed and said the one thing he knew would shock the other man. "Fallon."

"Ah."

The fact that Sean wasn't surprised told Taber a lot. He needed to do a better job at hiding his attraction to his feisty bartender.

"What the h.e.l.l is going on with you, man? Aren't you supposed to be waiting for your mate or something?"

"This isn't the time. We have an investigation to conclude."

"I'm not dropping this. Once we're done here today we need to talk."

A ripple of anger tinged with annoyance flashed through him. He didn't need permission from anyone if he wanted to have a stolen moment of bliss in his life. And Fallon qualified as bliss. His c.o.c.k threatened to come to life, forcing him to turn his attention back to the b.l.o.o.d.y mess in the room.

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"This isn't like before. No laser gun, not neat." Taber turned and squatted by a single barbell. There was blood and hair lodged into the grooves of the metal. "This looks like what was used to kill him."

Sean joined him, shaking his head. "Beat the poor b.a.s.t.a.r.d to a b.l.o.o.d.y pulp. This was an act of rage."

"He's escalating. Quickly."

"I have all the images I need to create a holo of him. We can let the doctor in for the body."

Nodding once, Taber stood, moving away until he found the wall and turned his back against it and fell into his waiting pose. The action was so habitual, he barely thought about it. He could hear the voice of his commander screaming in his head still, even after all these years.

Protect your back.

Protect your men.

Never open yourself up to weakness.

Images of Fallon stretched naked on his bed made his insides hot-she was definitely becoming a weakness. She'd managed to slip past his carefully constructed defenses designed to keep him and everyone else in his life safe. He'd never even questioned it, questioned her and why she would want to be with someone like him. By the G.o.ddess, she was the most amazing woman he'd ever met.

"Where is she now?" Sean asked once he joined him.

The doctor and his a.s.sistant hurriedly lifted Lukas and set him on a gurney. Taber watched them, but his mind was far from the case at hand.

"I left her in my quarters."

She'd been less than amused that he was leaving her behind too. But she couldn't have been here, no reason for it at all. And at the very least she would be safe there.