Immortal Ops: New & Lengthened 2016 Anniversary Edition (10 page)

“Luke,” she cooed in her sleep.
 

The sound of his name falling from her sweet lips made him even harder. He knew he couldn’t walk with as hard as his cock was, so running away wasn’t an option. If this kept up much longer, he’d be screaming in want for her and possibly shape-shifting. He’d never felt this raw need to be with someone before, and it actually left him a little scared. Fear wasn’t something he felt often.
 

Peren moved in her sleep and called out his name again. She turned slightly, leaving her large breast firmly and fully in his hand. His finger ran over her soft nipple and found it responding to his touch. Everything in his brain said to get up and leave her alone. She was just an innocent, scared young woman who was reaching out to someone she believed could protect her. Even as he thought it, he knew that it wasn’t true. She was his mate. He was sure of it. He just wasn’t sure how or why.

She’s mine.
 

Peren moved again, running her hand over his hip. She kneaded at the material of his pants
,
and her nails scraped his leg. He pulled on her body and brought them even closer together. He pressed himself firmly against her back, rubbing against her. Dry humping her wasn’t nearly as good as getting to be in her, but it was all he had at the moment. She reached back, her hand going to his groin. He sucked in his breath and was afraid to move when she grabbed hold of his cock.
 

Don’t move, don’t make a sound, maybe you won’t wake her…don’t—oh!

She began to stroke him through his pants. He tried to pull her hand from him, but she wasn’t having anything to do with it. She was a hell of a lot stronger than she should be.

“Peren,” he whispered softly. “Baby, wake up. I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but can you let go of my cock?”

She gripped him harder, nearly making him come. With a groan, he moved his head back and tried to steady his breathing. It didn’t help much. The woman was going to kill him with sheer need.

“P-Peren,” he managed, his hips wanting to thrust
,
but he succeeded in refraining—barely.

Lukian had to use more force than he wanted to loosen her hold on his cock. In all his years he couldn’t remember a time when he’d turned down the offer of sex, but he didn’t want her like this. He wanted her to know what was happening when he claimed her
,
and he most certainly would claim her.

Successful in freeing his dick from her grasp, Lukian made a move to roll off the bed. Distance was the only answer to his current problem. Well, that and a cold shower.

“No, don’t go…stay with me.”

He blinked down at her, stunned to see her green gaze fixed on him.

Lukian cupped his throbbing erection. “You’re awake?”
 

With a nod, she bit her lower lip, need reflecting in her gaze. She made a soft
,
almost purr-like noise that sent his wolf over the edge. Unable to stop himself, Lukian moved back onto the bed, assuming the same position he’d been in behind her. He brought his lips down on her neck and drew in her vanilla-scented skin. She wore her attraction to him like a second perfume, but she also smelled of fear. His body reacted and he wrapped her protectively in his arms.

“My sweet Peren. This is too soon.”
 

“Like hell it is,” said Peren. Her hand moved over the length of his cock and his breath hitched. She was the one who pushed down the front of his pants and cupped him before stroking him. She was the one who made the first move.

Some alpha I am.

The wolf didn’t react. It didn’t push at him, wanting to force her. Instead, it seemed to understand her fragile state of mind and that she required tenderness and love. Things the wolf knew the man was capable of giving. He kissed her shoulder gently, his teeth burning with the need to change and claim her, but not so much so that he couldn’t hold it off for a bit. He silently thanked his wolf and then slid his hands down her back, massaging her sore muscles. Each time he rubbed he could smell the scent of her arousal increasing.

She reached behind and tried to grab him again. He caught her wrist, controlling what was happening between them. “No. Let me tend to you.”

She huffed.

He smiled and moved her head forward into the pillow to allow him access to her neck. He worked out the knots that had built up there. Peren surprised him by pulling her shirt up and pushed the already loose waistband of the borrowed sweatpants down her hips. Lukian gasped before continuing onward. The feel of her smooth, soft skin only served to make him hornier—as if that were even possible.

Bending, he planted tiny kisses on her hot back, his hands trailing lower down her spine. He eased his hands up and under the remainder of her shirt and aided in easing it up and over her head. She wiggled out of it and he let it drop to the floor.

She turned with her arm cupping her exposed breasts. Lukian couldn’t stop the growl that burst free from him. His wolf didn’t want to wait anymore. Neither did he. He leaned forward and put his hand out. He had to touch her tight stomach. He had to run his fingers over her skin.
 

Peren’s arm slid lower, and he was left with his face hovering over her pink nipples. His beast tried to come up while he took in her scent again. He pushed the wolf down and leaned forward, drawing her nipple into his mouth. Her body reacted as if she was cold and her nipple hardened. He pulled on it gently with his teeth, rolling it around his mouth.
 

He felt her desire to hold him, to run her fingers through his hair. He noticed that she was keeping her hands up above her head and knew she was afraid of the way she felt for him. He released her nipple and watched it stand at attention in the cool air of the room. The impulse to let his tongue flicker back over it overcame him and he did.
 

Lukian sat up and pulled his shirt off slowly.

He looks like he’s been carved from marble
.
 

Her thoughts washed over him, making him smile. He was happy she liked the look of him. It made mating easier. He tipped down and took her hand, putting his chest in her face in the process. To his surprise and delight, she bit at his skin but pulled back quickly.
 

Oh shit, I bit him
.
 

It took everything he had not to laugh at her. She was so sweet and innocent, yet none of the above. He slid his hands over hers and cupped them. He could sense her desire for him to make love to her like it was his own. He could easily see himself obliging. He eased up and over her, careful to avoid crushing her with his weight.

Their lips met, and he had to focus on remaining calm out of fear of shifting forms and possibly hurting her. He wanted her so much that he didn’t trust himself.
 

Peren broke the kiss and put her lips to his neck. He knew then that she was fighting the inner need to mark him as well. That she felt the natural pull between them—as a mate should.

Reaching behind her head, he cupped it gently, guiding her to his neck, knowing she needed encouragement. It didn’t take her long. She bit him, sending his wolf into overdrive and his cock into a state of longing. She’d done her part. She’d marked and bitten him—putting her claim on him.

The rest was up to him, but he needed a moment to temper his beast. He didn’t want Peren hurt during the mating ritual. He sat up, his intent to simply breathe deep for a moment and control his wolf.
 

Peren used the break to wiggle out from under him and discard her sweatpants. She was left naked on the bed next to him. He knew his eyes were swirling with color as his wolf surfaced quickly. So much for trying to control his other half
.

With a growl, Lukian caught Peren by the waist and deposited her on the bed before him. He spread her legs and moved between them, soaking in the sight of his woman naked. She was breathtaking.
 

He leaned and put his face above her pussy. Inhaling deep, he savored her sweet smell before sliding his tongue out and over her slit. She tried to squirm away, her hips bucking at him as her fingers moved into his hair, pulling his head closer to her body. He added a finger to the mix, pushing it into her wet opening and nearly coming at the feel of how tight she was. He also realized he’d never fit in her without preparing her more. He added a second finger, patiently allowing her cunt to adjust to the size of the intrusion.
 

Lukian pushed a third finger in to spread her more. He didn’t want to cause her pain but wanted to stretch her body to be sure she’d accept all of him. He licked along the inner ridge of her pursed lips, finding her clit, red, swollen
,
and waiting for him. He slid his mouth over it and drew it in gently. In a flash, he was running his tongue over it quickly, then stopping to suck on it. He kept his fingers moving in and out of her, leaving the fruits of his labor dripping down his hand and over her sweet ass. He brought his tongue down to lap it up. He didn’t want to let a good thing go to waste.
 

He let one of his fingers slide into her tight ass, pushing past the pink rosette. She cried out and bucked against his hand, riding his fingers harder. Lukian pushed his face deep into her hot little cunt, licking her, fucking her with his fingers.

No…more…more…oh, Luke…oh
.

He laughed softly into her as he heard her thoughts projected onto him. He pulled his face away from her very swollen, very wet pussy and slid his pants off.
 

“Please,” she whispered. “More.”

He flicked his tongue over her clit and shoved his fingers in deep, his body responding as her pussy clamped down around him. Peren cried out as her orgasm struck, making Lukian swell with pride and need.

Chapter Twenty-One

“Please,” Peren repeated, knowing she sounded pathetic begging the man, but she wanted more. She leaned up on her elbows and found Lukian standing at the foot of the bed, stroking his hard cock. He leaned forward and stuck his finger deep within her and pulled it out, taking with it a string of her come.

She bit her lip and drew in her breath as she watched him rubbing her come on his shaft until it glistened. She pulled her legs up and out, showing him that she was ready and willing to accept him, if she could. Her eyes widened as he seemed to grow larger by the second. His length was impressive, but that wasn’t what made her doubt if she could handle him. It was his girth. She’d never dreamt they came in that size.
 

How the hell does he walk and not fall forward from the strain of that
?
 

 
She watched as a tiny smirk came over Lukian’s face. He climbed onto the bed on all fours and crawled over her. The primal look on his face said that he was thinking only of sticking his cock deep within her. She should have been ashamed of herself for falling into Lukian’s bed so fast, but instead she regretted having not met him sooner. She wanted him deep within her, like she’d never wanted anything in her life before. The need for air seemed secondary next to the need to have Lukian’s cock between her legs.
 

She put her hands around his neck, trying to pull his head down to her, but he stayed suspended above her. She clung to his body like a rag doll, wanting him to slam into her and grind her into a state of numbness. The tip of his cock touched her entrance. His shoulders tightened…he was about to pull away.

“No,” she pleaded as she tugged on his neck. She wouldn’t let him back out now. Every fiber of her being wanted him and she’d have him.
 

The look in his unnaturally blue eyes said that he was doing everything in his power to restrain himself. She kissed along his jawline and tried to coax him into her. He didn’t budge.
 

He’s going to stop this. He doesn’t want me.
 

“I want you more than life itself, Peren,” he said softly to her.

“Then take me,” she panted.
 

She looked at him and willed him to have her, to use her, to make her his own. Something about this glorious man called to her on a primitive level. She wrapped her legs tight around his waist and let her upper body drop to the bed. She used her many years of training for purely selfish gain and flipped Luke over onto his back.
 

She pushed herself down onto him in one fluid motion, taking his shaft deep into her. She was so tight
,
and he so large, that she thought he might rip her in two. She cried out, as did he. He tore into her, filling her with a mix of pleasure and pain. She leaned down onto him and found his mouth. His tongue met hers and his hands went to her waist. She matched the tiny swirl-like motion that she was making with her tongue with her hips.
 

“Peren, you feel so damn good,” he said, with a low growl.

His scent, a cross between sweat and musk, sent her pheromones into overdrive. She thrust herself onto him, taking him deeper within her. The pressure was so great that she had to pull away from his mouth to let the cries within her out. The cool air from the room made its way between them
,
and she took a deep breath in, trying to avoid hyperventilating. His hands moved to her hips and yanked her body down onto his, harder and faster. She had to use her arms to steady herself, moving up and down on him.
 

“Oh yes, Lukian, yes!”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Being sheathed inside Peren’s body left him feeling removed from himself. She was so hot and tight that he felt as if he was dipping himself into a vat of hot oil. She was teasing him, her ample breasts bouncing in his face. He leaned up and grabbed hold of a nipple, sucking hard. Peren’s rhythm changed. She slammed down on him so fast and furious that their bodies began to make slapping noises. Sweat-soaked and past the point of being able to stop, he tried to lift her off him. He gave one final suck of her erect nipple and looked up into her face.