16. Nicholas

16

NICHOLAS

My cock had been hard since the moment I saw her at the hotel. Russian mobs were hardly a deterrent when it came to her. Yeah, I was pissed that she wasn't willing to hand over the eggs, but her defiance only increased my appetite for her. When she stood to leave, I had no choice but to follow.

"You're so fucking stubborn," I hissed, grinding my body against hers.

She hiked her leg around my waist, dragging me closer. Her nails scratched against my neck, drawing blood. I sucked in a breath, inhaling her intoxicating scent. I spun her around, knocking a lamp to the ground. It shattered at our feet, but neither of us stopped kissing to look at the mess. I dropped her on the bed, falling on top of her. Her fingers slid through my hair, tugging me to where she wanted me.

I sucked at her neck, earning me a moan of pleasure as my hand slid down her body, cupping her breast in my hand. My cock grew harder at the feel of her body against mine. I couldn't hold back. I couldn't wait. I yanked myself free of her clutches and tore her pants from her legs, taking her shoes with them. She laid on the bed, nearly bare for me. But it wasn't enough.

She sat up as if reading my mind, tearing her shirt over her head. Her breasts bounced in her thin bra, her nipples pressing against the fabric. I was on her seconds later, hoisting her as I spun and sat down, straddling her across my lap. I latched onto her nipple, biting it through the fabric.

"Nick—" she moaned, tugging at my hair.

Pain lanced through my skull, but I didn't complain. I liked her taking out her pleasures on my body, and I had a feeling I was in for more. She rocked against me, her pussy begging to feel my hard length on her bare skin. I jerked my hips, sliding my mouth over to her other breast.

"Fuck, I need you," I grumbled, reaching around to flick her bra open. Her breasts spilled out for the taking. I tore her bra down her arms and tossed it across the room and my mouth went straight for her breasts again. I could spend hours sucking on these beautiful tits, but my cock had other plans. I was barely able to stay contained in the confines of my jeans with her rubbing her pussy against me.

"I need you," I panted. She slid off my lap, shooting me a sexy smirk as she lowered herself in front of me. My eyes widened as she reached forward and undid my pants. I hadn't planned on letting her mouth anywhere near my cock. I wanted it—probably more than I would let myself admit, but if she wrapped her lips around me, I might lose it and fuck her mouth until her jaw broke.

But as she slid my pants down my legs, I realized I was helpless to stop her. Just one look from her and I'd let her do damn near anything to me. I sucked in a ragged breath as her hand wrapped around my length. Slowly, she stroked me, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. Those emerald eyes were all I could focus on as she bent forward and licked the tip, teasing and tempting me.

A low rumble rippled from my chest as she licked a long path from the base of my cock to the tip. "Fucking do it," I snapped.

She chuckled low before slowly taking me in her mouth. I couldn't help it. I thrust deep in her mouth, unable to stop myself. I hissed out a curse as my cock bottomed out in her throat.

"Fuck!" I shouted, pulling out and slamming inside her once more. She tried to pull back, but I grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to stay on my dick. I heard a chuckle come from her lips, vibrating over my skin as she toyed with me.

Standing, I took her with me, narrowing my eyes at her as she challenged me with those green orbs. Something inside me snapped and I lost control. My hips thrust against her mouth, fucking her so hard that I had to be hurting her, but I couldn't control myself.

Her hands gripped my hips, her nails digging into me as I used her mouth. Nothing could stop me right now, not even if she commanded me. Tears slid down her cheeks, and I still didn't stop. I knew I was smothering her with my cock, but her tongue laved at me with every stroke. An indecent moan slid over my dick, making me lose it.

My balls tightened and my spine tingled. I felt the orgasm rush through me and didn't have time to tell her as I shot my load in her mouth. Cum dripped from the sides of her mouth as I spilled myself inside her. Mascara ran down the sides of her face as it mingled with her tears, but she never looked more beautiful.

Slowly, I slid my cock from her mouth, feeling depleted and satisfied. I flopped back on the bed, needing a moment to recover. I never lost it like that, but there was something about her that drove me insane. I felt her crawl up over me, her hair tingling my skin as it brushed over my chest. That was all it took to bring me back to life. One look in her eyes and I was back under her spell.

I flipped her over, spreading her legs as I dove in to get a taste. She cried out as I latched onto her pussy and sucked hard, slipping a finger inside her. Wetness coated my finger in an instant, leaving me aching to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock. But I wouldn't enter her until I made her come.

I lowered my lips back to her pussy and flicked my tongue over her clit. Her body jerked and her legs tightened around my head. I knew I had her on the edge, but I wanted to draw it out, to torture her the way she did me. I slowly slid my tongue in circles around her clit, never touching it. She squirmed in my arms, trying to break free of me, but she wasn't going anywhere. I grabbed her hand, holding her to the bed as she cried out.

"That's it, baby," I coaxed her. "Come all over my face."

I sloppily kissed her, coating myself in her juices, finally biting down on her clit, making her scream as she squeezed my head between her legs. Her juices flooded my mouth as she cursed me and tried to break free. But still, I held her down and tortured her as her orgasm went on and on.

"Please!" she cried out. Sobs wracked her body as I tormented her over and over again. Minutes ticked by as her body shook uncontrollably from my relentless punishment.

Finally, her legs fell to the side and sporadically jerked. She was done. I licked her clean and climbed over her, brushing my nose against her. Her eyes drifted closed as a smile brushed her lips. Bracing my arms on either side of her head, I pressed my lips to hers in a gentle kiss.

Exhausted, I rolled off her and stared up at the ceiling. With my head cleared, I could finally think again without needing to fuck her. But now I had a bigger problem.

Now that I had her, I knew once would never be enough.

"No, that's not right."

I squinted into the bright light, trying to focus on my surroundings. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, but it felt like I'd only gotten an hour of sleep. I rolled over and looked at my watch I'd taken off in the middle of the night. It was fucking seven-thirty in the morning.

Groaning, I rolled back and watched as Raven took a picture off the wall, then pulled the nail out of the drywall with a Leatherman tool. It was fascinating watching her measure the distance between one end of the wall and the other using only her shoes. Her eyes moved from side to side as she did the math in her head, working out how far apart the pictures should be spaced. When she was through, she pounded the nail into the wall and rehung the photo.

I huffed out a laugh and she spun, her face flushing. "Did I wake you?"

"Not really."

"I did," she sighed. "Sorry. It's been bothering me all night. I had to fix it."

"Come back to bed," I said, holding out my hand.

"Actually, I still have a few things?—"

"Now," I commanded, not letting her move another inch from me.

She bit her lip as she came closer, but I saw as she looked out of the corner of her eyes, trying desperately to ignore whatever else in the room needed to be fixed. I snatched her hand and tugged her to me, pressing my lips to her.

She yelped as I smacked her ass and rolled her over, but quickly melted from my touch. It didn't take long for the flag to fly high. I was ready to be inside her right this minute.

Pounding on the wall almost made the picture over the bed fall on our heads. "Hey! You were fucking all night! Give it a rest!"

I ignored FNG and slid between her legs. My cock was nestled right between her thighs when the door opened and Fox walked in carrying a tray of coffee.

"The fun has arrived!"

I turned and threw a pillow at him. "Get the fuck out!"

He ducked, just narrowly avoiding a pillow to the face. He watched as it fell to the ground, then scoffed at me. "Harsh, man. I brought you the most delicious coffee in the world, and that's the thanks I get?"

"I'm in the middle of something," I growled.

"I'll take one," Raven piped up, sitting up in the bed, the sheet just barely covering her tits. I grabbed another blanket and pulled it up, wrapping it around her. She shot me an irritated look, but said nothing as she took the proffered cup from Fox.

"And for you," he grinned. "Chai latte, just the way you like."

I glared at him. "I don't like chai."

"Sure you do. Every time we go to a coffee house, you always order chai."

"No, I don't," I snapped.

He rolled his eyes, not catching the look on my face. "Remember, we had that whole argument about how chai wasn't really coffee. And then you told me that's because it wasn't coffee, it was tea. And then I argued that you don't go to a coffee house and order tea. It's just not right. And then?—"

"Alright!" I snapped. "I think we all get the point."

Raven chuckled beside me. "You're a little touchy about people knowing you like chai lattes."

"I'm not touchy about it. It's a secret for a reason."

"And why's that? You don't want people to know you like your tea sweet?"

"No." I said the first thing that came to mind. "I drink it because it's more masculine."

She pulled her lips between her teeth, trying not to laugh at me. "Okay, I can go with that."

"It is. If you think about it, only a true man would drink something like this. It's like a man who's confident enough to wear women's underwear."

"And are you confident enough to try on a pair of my panties?"

I walked right into that one. "I'm not wearing a pair of your used underwear."

"I have clean ones in my bag. Fox, would you?"

"Uh…no, that's not happening."

"Why not?" she huffed out a laugh. "They're just underwear."

"Yeah, but…it's your bag. You should really do it."

"Oh my god, this is ridiculous! It's material just like what you're wearing."

"Oh, it's not the underwear," he clarified. "I just can't go in your bag."

She stared at him for a moment while I silently agreed. "Because I might have cooties?"

His eyes widened as if he was seriously considering this. "No, but…you don't, right?"

"Just reach inside and grab them."

"No." He took a step back, shaking his head.

"Why are you being such a weenie about this?"

"A weenie? Is that really an insult?" he asked, trying to deflect.

"Yes, you're a big weenie. Get me the bag."

He bent over, barely touching the strap as he tossed it on the bed. She rolled her eyes at him, reaching inside for the panties. She held up her hand in triumph, gripping the underwear. "See? I totally survived."

"Yeah, but it's your purse. Of course, you survived."

"And you would have too."

I scoffed at that. I couldn't let her go on thinking this was okay. No man should ever have to stick his hand in a woman's bag.

"You agree with him?" she said, her head swiveling to look at me.

"Completely."

"It's just a bag."

"It's a danger zone."

"There are no bombs in there. I have no weapons." Her lips twitched as she looked at me. "You removed those last night."

My cock twitched at the memory of ripping off her clothes, but I didn't say anything. Come to think of it, I didn't remember actually seeing any weapons. They were probably scattered around the floor.

I cleared my throat, getting back to the subject at hand. "The point is, men don't ever go in a woman's purse. That's a space that's reserved for you and only you."

"I don't have any tampons in there."

I slapped my hands over my ears, not wanting to hear what she had to say. But instead of talking, she upended the whole purse, dumping the contents on the bed. Fox and I stared at the mess in horror.

"Look, I have my wallet, some change…oh, these are my earbuds. A rock from the last state park I went to."

"That's illegal," Fox pointed out.

"Some gum. Breath mints…Oh, my birth control."

"What…" I grimaced as I looked closer at the thing in the container. "What is that?"

"This?" she picked it up, smirking at me. "This is the tooth of the last man I killed."

"You kept his tooth?"

She rolled her eyes at me. "It's a tooth from when I was a kid. The tooth fairy never showed up."

"So, you kept it for all these years?"

"Well, I didn't find a good place to dispose of it."

"How about the garbage?" I muttered.

She gasped, looking at me in shock. "You would have me throw this away?"

"What do you think other people do?"

"Put them in a scrapbook?"

"I'm pretty sure my parents don't have a scrapbook of my teeth."

"Have you ever asked them?"

I thought about it, then shook my head slowly. "Surprisingly, that's not something I ever thought about."

"It's a good idea, though," Fox nodded. "You know what it would be great for?"

"Fox, I'm not giving you a copy of my dentals."

His shoulders slumped as he sank into a chair. "You know, you're making this whole process very difficult. I guess if you ever get kidnapped, I'll just have to track you down, pull your teeth, and then make a mold for myself."

"Or you could rescue me."

He rolled his eyes. "Sure, if you think that would be better."

I'd had enough of this morning bullshit. I hadn't been inside Raven in two hours, and not even coffee would sustain me. "Are we done here?"

"Done with what?" he asked, his face showing not even a hint of understanding. I had to hand it to him, he was good. Fox had the special talent of making everyone think he had no clue what was going on when it served his purpose. And right now, he was fucking with my head.

"Get the fuck out."

"Nick!" Raven gasped. "Don't be so rude."

"I'm not being rude. He's purposely cock blocking me."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because he likes to fuck with me. He does it to everyone."

Raven turned to Fox with a questioning look. "You wouldn't do that."

"I would," he grinned.

"We're going to take a shower."

"Be my guest," he grinned, waving his hand toward the bathroom.

"Fox."

"Oh, shit," he laughed. "Gotcha." He covered his eyes with his hand, refusing to leave.

I threw off the covers, knowing that was the best I could hope for. But when Raven got up, I covered her with a blanket. Married or not, I still didn't trust the fucker. As soon as we were in the bathroom, I tossed the blanket into the hall and pressed her up against the wall.

"Now, where were we?"

"You want to have sex with him out there?" she laughed.

"As long as he doesn't see you, I don't give a shit." I kissed her hard, pressing my body to hers. Fuck, I needed her.

"Shower," she panted as I trailed kisses down her neck.

I groaned but relented, turning the shower on. As soon as I had her inside, I was devouring her again. Her hand slid down my stomach, trailing over the V of my abs before she grabbed my cock in a firm grasp. My eyes snapped shut as I struggled for control. Fuck, she was my undoing. I would fucking throw myself on a grenade for her. I knew deep in my gut that those green eyes would be the death of me.

And I was okay with that.

I heard the door swing open and almost cursed Fox.

"We have a problem," Rae said.

"Not now!" I barked.

"It's a real problem."

"Tell me later," I murmured against Raven's lips. She jerked me harder, not caring that Rae was in the bathroom with us. I spun her, unable to control myself. Her back hit the wall as I grabbed her leg and wrapped it around my waist, notching my cock at her entrance.

"It's not just the Russian mob," Rae continued. "The Kremlin found out about the eggs. They tasked the mob with retrieving the eggs! Do you understand what this means?"

Sighing, I rested my head against Raven's. "It means you really don't want me to get laid this morning."

"It means we don't have the resources to fight off the mob when they're backed by the Russian government." Rae jerked the curtain back and narrowed her eyes at me. "This is serious."

I nodded slightly. "So is this. Do you mind giving me five fucking minutes?"

She rolled her eyes but jerked the curtain closed. "You have ten and then I'm coming back in."

I heard the door slam and tried to get back in the mood, but being interrupted twice this morning was hell on my cock. Just as I thought I wouldn't get anywhere, Raven gripped me again, stroking me back to full length. The knowing look on her face had me kissing the shit out of her. Heat flared around us as I devoured her, soaking in every inch of her soft skin and that fucking intoxicating scent…the beach. It was like I was at the ocean with her, rubbing lotion on her sun-kissed skin.

The door slammed open, banging against the wall. This time it was me who jerked the curtain open. Glaring at FNG, I pointed toward the motel room door. "Out."

"But—"

"I don't give a fuck what it is. The world could be ending and I'd still tell you to get the fuck out."

"It's funny you should?—"

Gunfire tore through the walls of the motel room. Glass shattered, and even from the bathroom, I could hear the destruction being caused on the other side of the wall. A bullet tore through the mirror above the sink, lodging in the opposite wall. My eyes widened as I grabbed Raven and shoved her to the floor of the tub.

"Down!" I shouted at FNG.

It all happened in slow motion. Machine gun fire ripped the room apart. I could faintly hear Rae and Fox yelling somewhere, but I had no idea where they were over the repeated rat-tat-tat of the guns. I yanked the curtain from the hooks, wrapping it around Raven.

"Really?" she glared at me.

"There's no way he's seeing your pussy!"

FNG was already crawling into the other room. I quickly followed, unable to believe the destruction when I saw it. Pieces of fabric and bedding floated around the room as the assault continued. Splinters of wood flew through the air and the door fell off the hinges as the large holes eventually left little to hold it up with.

"Stay there!" I ordered Raven.

I grabbed her bag and my jeans, hoping to get out of here alive. A bullet skimmed over my shoulder and I dropped to the ground, avoiding any further injury.

"I got this!" FNG said maniacally.

"Stop!"

"Don't worry! I can't die!"

I watched as he crawled to the front door, then jumped to his feet and ran straight at the men in tanks.

Fucking tanks.

I army crawled back to the bathroom, tossing Raven her bag. She caught it and quickly pulled on a shirt and pair of jeans. As fast as possible, I dressed and popped open the window above the toilet.

"Let's move!"

"You'll never fit through that," she snapped.

I grabbed her by the arm and hoisted her up, forcing her to go through the window. Once she dropped down to the other side, I quickly moved back into the room. The gunfire had spread to other parts of the motel. Grabbing my gun, I headed for what was left of the door and peeked outside. FNG was sneaking up on them from behind. How he got there, I didn't know. I methodically started taking out targets one by one.

"Nick?" Rae shouted. "Is that you?"

"Yeah. How many are there?"

"Hard to say. At least twenty."

I swore under my breath. We needed a fucking plan. "Where's Fox?"

"Where do you think?"

I scanned the battlefield that was the parking lot. He was dancing across the parking lot, ducking behind cars as he threw his knives. A knife flew through the air, lodging in the throat of the man on the guns. I watched as he fell to the side of the hatch, then was pulled inside. I took the opportunity to dash across the parking lot, joining FNG as he fired off several rounds as he jumped on top of a car.

The machine gun on one of the tanks turned to face Rae. Without thinking, I jumped onto the tank and opened the hatch, firing inside until my magazine was empty. I ejected the empty and slid another in place, but I wasn't fast enough. One of the men inside grabbed me by the shirt, dragging me inside. I yelped as I fell to the floor. A gun was shoved in my face as he shouted in Russian.

I had no fucking clue what he was saying. I slammed my foot into his leg, catching him off guard. As he wobbled, I grabbed a gun lying just feet from me on the floor and fired three shots into him. He collapsed against the side of the tank with blood oozing from his chest.

Jumping to my feet, I climbed back through the hatch and got on the machine guns, spinning to face the wave of men running toward the motel from the road. I unleashed the power of the weapon on them, my body vibrating as the gun fired repeatedly.

A single shot was fired and then it fell silent. I slowly turned, coughing as I waved smoke from my face. Rae stepped out of the motel room, her weapon still firm in her grip. FNG popped up from the other tank and Fox flipped a knife in his hand as he waited for someone else to come at him.

Rae glared at me as she walked up to the tank. "Do you think maybe you should have let me interrupt your shower?"

The motel creaked just before the roof caved in and the entire building collapsed behind her. A giant plume of smoke and dust rose in the air, and then the motel manager stepped out of the office and shouted across the lot.

"Who the fuck are you guys?"