Chapter Forty-one
As Josh lay on the cargo ship’s top deck, he cursed himself for letting his mate get into such trouble. How many times could he have done something to change this outcome? Who knew?
Mikhail had made his way to them. Josh had to admit, the guy looked like shit, but refused to die. True psychos were hard to kill. Something about them refused to give up.
He heard his mate’s beautiful voice, but didn’t understand what she was saying. He was surprised his heart was still beating. Actually, no, he wasn’t. He had just as much will to live to protect his mate as the psycho killer had. But he’d lost so much blood. If he shifted, he’d be too weak to do anything. Who was he kidding? He’d reached that point in his human form also.
He heard his Candy say “shift.” No, he couldn’t. No. She said it again. He felt his wolf wanting to obey her command. Unable to disregard it. She was alpha. She commanded his shift and he had to comply.
The first bone in his body cracked as loud as a gunshot. The shift swept through him like a cold fire, reshaping, rearranging. In the end, he lay on his side, panting, staring at the Russian and his own mate, entangled and lying motionless on the ground. A puddle of blood grew underneath them.
The helicopter quieted and the blades began to slow. Shadows moved silently all around him. Some slipped through doors, others out of sight.
A familiar smell passed him and a dark figure knelt beside Candy. A growl rumbled out his weak body. His wolf would attack if this person didn’t move away from his mate this instant.
“Chill out, Tumbel,” Mike Ward said as he pivoted in his squat position to face Josh’s wolf. “Damn, I have to say those old man sweatpants are sexy as hell on your wolf.” Mike patted the animal’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, Director, we got this covered. We’ll have you back on land shortly.” He started to stand then turned back to the wolf. “Bridges wants his men back ASAP. And no more buzzing the White House. He wasn’t amused.” Mike laughed.
Healed mostly, but too weak to shift back to human form, he closed his eyes and relaxed. They’d made it.
Josh woke, but didn’t move. He was in a place he’d never been before. Surrounded by the smell of his mate, he felt safe. The only thing he heard was the gentle popping of a small fire and the breathing of his mate snuggled against him.
He opened an eye. Like earlier in Candy’s office, he lay on the floor in front of a fireplace, his mate wrapped in his arms. After another breath, he realized he must be in her home. This was a nice surprise. But how had he gotten there?
The beautiful woman under the blanket with him moved, rolling toward him. Her eyes opened and they smiled. Stunning.
“Good morning, mate,” she said.
“Same to you, love,” he replied. “Are we at your place?”
“Yes. Mike said you’d be okay after sleeping for a while. Your wolf just needed time to recover since you let yourself get so . . . so far gone.” She choked on the last words. “Don’t you ever do that again,” she ordered. “You had me so scared.” A frightened sob entered her voice. He kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry, love,” he said. “I was so worried for you. I didn’t know where you were or if Mikhail had you. I had to find you before anything else.”
“Well, we’re safe at my home. Mike’s men carried your wolf in and put you here. I figured we’d take a shower and go to bed when you woke. In about three hours, we’re meeting Bridges in the West Wing to debrief.”
“Three hours, huh?” he said, smelling his mate’s arousal as she slid her fingers along his bare chest. He must have shifted when he’d gained enough strength. “I do feel dirty. How about that shower now?”
“Are you okay?” Candy asked, watching Josh wince as he sat up.
He nodded. “Yeah. Ow, Christ. Fucking Mikhail. I guess I should be grateful it wasn’t that bad.”
She frowned. “Too close for comfort if you ask me.”
“I guess it could have gone a lot differently, but I’d do it all again to make sure you were okay.”
Candy moved to Josh’s side and slid her arm under his, helping him up. “Josh, you hardheaded mutt. We’ve got three hours to get you tip-top and I think the first thing you need is a hot shower. It’ll loosen you up.”
He slid his free arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest. “I’ve got a surprise for you too and it ain’t loose.”
She grinned against his lips as he bent to claim hers. “Really. Could it be your hard ass, or maybe its countermeasure, here.” She moved her hand around to grip the hard bar of his cock.
He took her mouth and kissed her, hungry and greedy. “All I’ve done is lie in this bed thinking about your sweet ass and how many ways I can tap it.”
“Really. And how many is that.”
“Care for a demonstration?” In one fluid move, he grabbed her waist and tossed her over his shoulder, not waiting for an answer.
Injuries forgotten, he kicked in the door to the bathroom and let her slide down his muscled chest.
“You’re still hurt,” she argued, taking a step back.
He shook his head. “When it comes to your body, I will never be that hurt.” He gestured to the bathroom. “You said I needed a shower, so turn on the tap and then strip.”
“I guess I can help, if you need me.” She stopped and opened a nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube. “You mentioned ass,” she said innocently.
Pushing her to the tiled shower, he took the bottle of lube out of her hand and placed it on the ledge. “This will come in handy very soon.”
She laughed at the devil-may-care grin he gave her. “You’re a pervert.”
“Maybe, baby. But I have needs, too.” He wrapped his hand around his thickening cock. “Right now, I need your mouth on my dick.”
Candy turned on the spray, water sluicing down her body first. She turned to Josh. He stared at her with enough hunger in his gaze to make her pussy clench. He took two steps toward her. He swept them both into the warm cascade, letting the water continue to drench them. With his hands on her shoulders he pushed her to her knees. He pressed his cock to her lips and with a smirk she sucked him deeply. It amazed her how easy it was now, how the thought of his rock hard rod made her wet.
Gripping his shaft, she worked the hard length, running a curved palm over his head as her tongue curled under its ridged edge. Josh growled and tightened his grip on her hair, pushing his dick deeper. With a yank he pulled free of her mouth with an audible pop.
“Your body is soaked, babe. Now, let’s see if your pussy is, too.” He cupped her chin, running his thumb along her mouth. “On all fours, love.”
Candy sat back on her heels and looked up at him. “What are the magic words, bossy?”
He grinned, sinking down to the wet tile along with her. He slid his hands into her wet hair and took her mouth, hungry again. “The magic words are ‘I want to fuck you so hard, you scream as you come.’ Then I’m going to spread you wide and fuck that fine ass of yours.”
The raw words had heat sliding down her thighs, the slickness mixing with the shower water trickling from her hair. She bit his bottom lip. “Well, since you put it that way.” She turned, dropping to her hands and knees.
Josh reached down and spread her juice wide. His thumb circled her clit as his fingers curled into her wet slit. “So fucking wet.”
She turned, shoving her wet hair from her face. “Lick me.”
Eyes on fire, he dipped his face to her pussy and dragged his tongue to her ass, ringing her tight hole. He growled lifting his face from her, and with a sharp yank, pulled her hips up and back. “I’m going to stretch you front and back.” He drove his cock into her pussy fast and hard and then pulled back, his fingers gripping her hips as he slammed his dick into her again, balls deep.
Candy cried out as he hit her G-spot, forcing an orgasm, quick and cruel. “Yes!”
Josh turned back to licking, driving her crazy with his magic tongue.
“More! God, Josh. If I had known sex with you was this fucking amazing, I’d have jumped you yesterday in your office,” she moaned.
He growled.
“Oh, god. Oh, Josh. Oh, yes, yes, yes!” Her words were little choked noises as waves crashed through her making her legs shake.
His entire body pulsed with need and he fisted her hair again, riding her as each thrust crested her closer to another climax. Her body shuddered again and her walls squeezed his shaft, the sensation pushing him toward the precipice.
He pulled out with a snarl and spread her cheeks. Then he grabbed the bottle of lube on the ledge of the shower and dropped a generous amount between her cheeks and on his cock. He slid his hand over his cock, spreading the lube on his dick. Her sexy ass came next. He rubbed the lube over the rim of her ass and dipped one and then two fingers in and out of her.
She moaned, her body tensing at first but as he continued to slip in and out of her, she relaxed to his touch. He curled a hand around her hip to rub it against her clit as he added a third and then fourth finger driving into her ass. She was panting and begging for more when he removed his hand.
“I’ve fucked your mouth and your cunt, now I want your ass.” Pressing his swollen head to her slick hole, he pushed, invading her body inch by slow, torturous inch.
She moaned, not wanting to wait and reared back so he slid deep in one full stroke. Holy fuck.
“Christ, baby. Hang on a second.”
He pulled back slowly and drove back in a smoother slide.
Her body squeezed his cock in a vise grip. “Tight. So fucking tight.” His words were half growl, half moan, and he pulled back slipping deeply into the snug sheath, his body rigid with the need to come.
“Goddamn! I’m going to come, Candy. I can’t—” he choked.
“Do it, Josh. Fill me again,” she moaned, gripping the shower ledge.
“Where? Over your ass or inside?”
“Stay right where you are. Don’t you dare go anywhere. You finish right here.”
He reached down and cupped her pussy, his thumb working her clit. Her body clenched and she cried out again and with a guttural snarl he let go, his body emptying deeply. Josh held her against him, his cock pulsing with the intensity of his orgasm. He held her pussy clutched in his hand, her aftershocks rocking her until they both sank to the warm tile, letting the shower water puddle around them.
“You okay?” he asked.
She shivered. “Me? I’m not the one who got hurt.”
He chuckled against her moist throat, his still hard cock jerking within her. “Oh, I’d say you got something just now. Good and deep.”
Candy leaned back against his shoulder. “So, are you loose or do you still need a little more?”
He grinned biting her shoulder. “Greedy. That’s what you are.”
She wiggled her ass and he slid from her body. “You’ve got no one to blame but yourself if I’m greedy when it comes to you.”
He turned her in his arms and skimmed a hand from her neck over her nipple. “Then I should be the one to pay the price.” His tongue darted to flick the stiff bud.
She laughed, arching her back, pressing her breast farther into his mouth. “You’re the one who said you live to serve.”
“Give and take, baby.”