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  The two stared at one another, breathlessly holding in air, and then the dam burst.

  His hands slipped through her curls and her fingers dug into his dark tresses as their tongues collided.

  The feeling was beyond intense and Seleina became lost in the feel of bulky hands massaging her scalp.

  Her fingers dragged at the ruined T-shirt. She pulled hard at the rips, causing them to tear away even more until the shirt fell into pieces at her feet. Her hands slid along the bulging pecks and his hot skin sent tiny waves of tingles over the pads of her fingers. While her left hand went up to massage his hard, square shoulder, the thumb and index finger of her right one sought out his rigid nipple and squeezed lightly. A moan escaped his lips that enfolded her own, and a shiver traveled down the length of her body and caused her pussy to jump.

  Before she could stop her actions, Seleina leaped back up in his arms wrapped her limber legs around his waist. The feel of his firm abs flexing caused her core to throb and she pulled herself closer against him, wanting to melt right into his body heat. His hands cupped her ass and kneaded her buttocks hard, while she rubbed her breasts over the width of his chest.

  Ryan’s wet lips left her mouth. The moment he moved, she immediately missed the fire that had passed between them. His tongue licked the juncture between her neck and collarbone, and her nipples stiffened. Seleina’s head went back and relished his assault across the tender flesh on the front of her throat. Moist lips latched on tightly and sucked at the sweet spot.

  He removed his mouth to speak one word – “Bedroom?” – before continuing to flick at her skin.

  “No, here. Right now,” she drawled out in one elongated breath.

  “My pleasure.”

  Ryan dropped down to his knees and carefully laid Seleina to the couch beneath them. His eyes had turned dark once more. Sensuous pools stared down at her while a carnal craving swept over his face.

  His palms went to the front of her shirt where her breasts were and worked the mounds tenderly until Seleina’s bra started to chafe her hardened nipples.

  “Please,” she whispered up at him.

  “What do you want me to do?” His voice was dark, much deeper than previous and she felt her juices spilling from between her lower lips.

  “Rip it.”

  At her command, Ryan used his massive strength to grab at the front collar of her shirt and pull the material in separate directions, causing the seams to rip and the starched fabric to shred under his forcefulness. Once the top had been successfully torn away, he tossed the two pieces to either side of her slender frame. His face went straight to her flat stomach and a long tongue inserted itself in the area surrounding her belly button and tickled her there until she once again twisted her legs around him. The brown of her skin against the tan of his own was an erotic view and she pulled his head up and stared down at him.

  “Taste me, please.”

  “Yes.”

  Effortlessly, Ryan yanked away her hospital scrub bottoms to reveal a pair of white sheer panties. A whimper came from his throat. Seleina followed his gaze and saw that her small triangle patch of fine black hairs was clearly visible through the material.

  He looked up at her again, his brow was moistened.

  “For me?”

  She nodded.

  “No, say it, Seleina. Say I can have all of it.”

  “Ryan, it’s yours. You can have it.”

  “No, Seleina. Tell me I that I can have you pussy. Say the words. Say my name.”

  Seleina gulped. This was the point of no return.

  “Ryan, I want you to take my pussy. Every single inch, every drop, is all for you.”

  With that declaration, he placed a large finger beneath the thin strap on her smooth hip and pulled, freeing her from the thin material.

  “Open up.”

  She obeyed and let her knees fall to the side while he settled between them, never taking his eyes off of the prize.

  “Wider.”

  Seleina urged her legs to move further to the side.

  “Wider,” he commanded, “Hold them open.”

  Her hands went to her knees and she pulled them back, willing her hips muscles to relax and gaping her legs as far apart as her physical strength would allow.

  “That’s better. Now, I dine.”

  Rough fingers went to either side of labia and gently pulled at the lips. A brush of air tickled her clit. It was a sizzling sensation and she wiggled. In the very next second, the wetness of a heavy tongue slid over her bud and pushed its weight against her flesh. Hot lips came over the pulse point and sucked lightly at first and then with greed, like a man panting for his last sip of water.

  Instinctively, Seleina’s palms went up to her breasts. Over the lacy white of the garment, she pulled at her nipples until her mounds swelled and threatened to burst through the light material.

  Her eyes closed as she lavished in the enthralling sensation.

  “That’s it, baby,” Ryan said as he came up slightly from his meal, “keep playing with yourself.”

  His mouth went back to suckle her clit and then two broad fingers found her hole and pushed. Bliss washed over every part of Seleina.

  Through panting breaths, she felt her opening stretch under the vigor of his playful fingers.

  Ryan moved them against her inner walls while he lapped at her pulsing bud. The more she panted, the faster both sets of his movements became.

  “Oh, Ryan, make me squirt!”

  “Not yet, sweetheart. I want to feel all of you, first.”

  He removed his fingers and then dragged them across his tongue, making sure to suck the sticky juices from each one individually while Seleina nibbled on her bottom lip.

  Pushing his solid frame up over her petite one, he stopped at the valley between her two cinnamon colored D-cups and paused. His hand went down to the large bulge in his pants and squeezed.

  “Sweet Seleina, I want you so much, it hurts right now.”

  Her pussy muscles tightened at the confession. Ryan was a big man. Seleina wondered how much of him she would be able to accept inside of her.

  “All of it,” he whispered as if he knew her silent thought, “I want you to take all nine inches. Can you do that for me, baby?”

  Seleina tried to nod but he pushed the bulge against her hot spot causing her thoughts to lose focus.

  “Seleina, I want to hear the words. Tell me what you want. Tell me what I can do.”

  Seleina loved a challenge and pushed her core back against his hardness, making him intake a lungful of air.

  She met his feral eyes dead on before she spoke.

  “I want to have all of your long, wide nine inches of cock inside me. I want you to shove it all in and make me cream all over you.”

  “Anything you say, ma’am.” A sly smile wrapped across his flushed face.

  Standing up, Ryan kicked off his heavy boots, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and off his legs. Next, he removed his dark colored boxer briefs and stood there in all of his wonderful nakedness. Seleina’s mouth watered as the most beautiful, delicious looking phallus she had every seen stood out at full attention, large veins pulsing along the sides.

  When Ryan went to unwrap the small aluminum package, Seleina reached up and grabbed his hand.

  “Wait.”

  Sitting up on her knees, she knew exactly what her desire was urging her to do.

  Leaning in close, she delicately laid the tip of her small tongue against the tip of his manhood.

  Ryan moaned with desire as Seleina gripped her hand around his member and was unable to close her hand fully around its width.

  After licking at the clear drip of pre-cum, Seleina allowed her mouth suck in as much cock as possible and played her wet tongue against his sensitive skin. She felt fingers slide through her tangle of curls and hold her head in place. Then, the solid length slid deeper inside her waiting mouth and Seleina almost released her full waive of juices at the
deliciously heavy organ sliding against her plumped lips. When she felt his dick jerk and the telltale sharp intake of his breath, she released his hardness with a loud pop.

  “Now, Ryan. Give me that big cock right now.”

  Quickly slipping the latex over his rock hard length, Ryan dropped back to his knees and gently pushed at Seleina’s shoulders and she fell back against the cushions of the couch.

  “Seleina, spread your lips, please.”

  Her fingers went down to her dripping folds and pulled until she was wide open and waiting.

  “Beautiful,” he whispered and then pushed his whole swollen cock inside of her.

  She let out a small whimper as she felt her pussy being stretched to its limits by his wide thickness and full length. She raised her hips to allow him further access to her nether regions and then released her lower lips to grab two fistfuls of his hair and pull his head down.

  Ryan opened his mouth and sucked in one whole stiff nipple through the thin material. When that wasn’t enough, he pulled the fabric away and practically inhaled the full breast into his wet mouth, while his tongue encircled the nipple.

  Pumping hard below, he switched breasts and gave the right one the same treatment.

  “Oh, shit, Ryan!”

  He came up for air.

  “Say my name again.”

  “Ryan.”

  “Again!” He pushed in and up until his balls touched her opening.

  “Ryan!”

  “Yes!”

  Seleina’s entire body trembled as an earth shaking orgasm raked over her from tip to toe. At the same moment, Ryan growled low and she creamed again as the sensation of his hot seed exploding inside of her walls washed over her.

  They collapsed against the plush fabric and Seleina remembered asking for one request before a sudden slumber overtook her.

  “Bedroom, please.”

  ~7~

  Ryan sat up in the bed and rubbed at his eyes with his palm.

  He had done what no member of the EOC should ever do, fall asleep and leave your assignment unprotected. This was a slip-up his superiors could never, ever find out about. If so, he might be dismissed prematurely and that would be the very end of his career and his life.

  Seleina had done things to his senses that no other female had ever accomplished during his twenty-eight years as a normal human or his two as a member of an elite unit of what some might call super humans.

  If he still dreamt, Seleina Vaughn would be the woman of his dreams. She was strong and tough, their earlier tussles could testify to that. She was intelligent, her background file revealed she had received the highest SAT II scores of any one else in her home state of New Jersey, and had earned both a BA and an MA in Biomedical Science with high honors. Most of all, she was sexier than any other woman walking this planet. It didn’t take much for him to imagine spending every moment trying to make her laugh and grace his presence with that all consuming smile of hers. Right now, the latter thought scared him more than realizing she wasn’t next to him in her bed.

  Turning over, Ryan saw that the side he had placed her on before they had both succumb to sleep was now empty. He had closed the blinds to the window when he made his rounds to seal all the entrances and now only dim, early morning light filtered through the white shades.

  Running his hand through his short dark hair, he tightened his eyes and regained focus on his mission. Protect the girl, capture the offender.

  He placed his feet on the carpet and stood, searching the room for his pants. Once his underwear and jeans were on again, Ryan realized that his shirt had been torn to shreds twice, and was definitely no longer fit to be worn in public. A quick glance at the edge of the bed revealed that a gray T-shirt, similar to his size, had been pressed and left for him to find.

  When he threw the garment over his head, he realized that the fit was actually the same as what he wore. A sudden surge of jealousy washed over his mind as Ryan wondered why Seleina would have such an item. There was nothing in her profile to indicate she was married, separated, or even dating. Ryan would need to find out who the owner of this garment was just so he could kick his ass and tell him to keep his distance – permanently – away from Seleina. For as long as Ryan was around, she was most definitely off limits to anyone else. First, he needed to find out where she was.

  The smell of eggs frying drifted up his nostrils and he turned his head and allowed his body to follow the scent.

  In the kitchen, Seleina stood at the stove, spatula in hand and stirred at the contents of the pan over the medium fire.

  At the sound of him nearing the entryway to the kitchen, her head came around and faced him. A pleasant smile turned up the corner of her glossed lips. She had her long hair pulled up on top of her head and shaped into a round bun. Ryan wanted nothing more than to move her over to the small kitchen table and make love to her so hard that he shook the hairstyle loose. She was stunning with her hair pinned up, but she was breathtakingly gorgeous with the long strands cascading down her back.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey, yourself,” he returned her easy smile with one of his own, “Why didn’t you wake me?”

  Ryan walked up to the table, turned a chair around backwards, and sat while he awaited her answer.

  “You looked like you were going to be out for a while and I needed to get dressed.”

  She was donning her customary pale green lab scrubs and black walking sneakers.

  “No way.”

  “I don’t recall asking a question,” she sneered.

  “You know exactly what I am referring to. There’s no way you can go back to work right now.”

  “The only thing I know is that you have yet to give me a reason not to. Who do you think you are?”

  There was his girl, all fired up and ready for a fight.

  “I’m the man who is trying to save your life and, I have to admit, not doing a very good job of it.”

  “Besides being chased by dogs, explain to me again how my life needs all this protecting?”

  She turned the burner off and placed the eggs on a plate and sat it in front of him. Though he was really not hungry, the tantalizing smell that wafted up his nose forced Ryan to pick up the fork Seleina placed there and dig in to the contents of the plate.

  “Mmm. These are good.”

  They really were quite delicious, almost a delicacy to his palate and much better than anything he had remembered eating in a long time. Physical training, often involving long bouts of strenuous exercises and an extremely restrictive diet had become the norm in his life. Ryan supposed he could use the generous incentives he earned from each mission to dine on anything he so chose, but was now conditioned to eating the same meals they had been fed during his time at the Corps’s internment camp.

  “Thank you. Now, spill it, or I’ll pull the plate away.”

  “Do you know what today is?” he asked while continuing to chew on his eggs.

  “It’s Thursday, why?”

  “Not the day of the week, the date.”

  He picked up the last pile of scrambled foodstuff and shoved it into his mouth.

  “Um, I think it is October 30th. What does that have to do with anything?”

  “For starters, tomorrow is Halloween.”

  “So?”

  “So, for some people, that is, for some groups of people, that is a very special day. A day when a lot of rituals take place. Some are innocent, like a celebration of nature. Others can have a more malevolent objective.”

  “What does that have to do with me?”

  “One of the groups who will be out tomorrow – a very serious ritualistic cult – has you on their list.”

  “Their list of what?”

  “Sacrifices.”

  Seleina wobbled on her feet and would have hit the hard tile below, had Ryan not made a dash to grab her falling body. He lifted her up and placed her on his lap, cradling her there while she regained her composure.

  “Did yo
u say that someone wants to sacrifice me? Why? Who would want to do something like that to anyone?”

  “The Order of the New Rising. The group is fairly new to this area, most of their covens are on the west coast and some places in the Midwest, but they are making a slow break into these parts.”

  “I – I’ve never heard of them.”