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Chapter two

Caveman

Mateo

A fter tonight’s events, we were too keyed up to sleep. Well, everyone but the princess. She slept in the main cabin bedroom. But after all she’d been through, she needed sleep. While we put as much distance between us and Santos as possible. Chase sat at the helm, speeding us away from the California coast. Even injured, he was formidable. He would sail us south for a few days. Just to ensure Santos and company weren’t following before we headed north to our destination.

Axel and Gideon were keeping watch, wary of further attacks, while I searched through Carlos Vega’s files. During my investigation, I’d located encrypted files on his computer. And while I did destroy the computers before I escaped so that Santos’s wouldn’t be able to use any of the data, the day before the attack I had transferred every file on the server onto a portable drive and into my cloud backup, just in case we had to move fast. Thank fuck I did that, or we’d be up shit’s creek.

Vega had owned a multitude of shell corporations. And then each shell corporation had a list of holdings. The guy owned properties around the world. He had holdings in Mexico, Puerto Rico, the Bahamas, Costa Rica, Aruba, Manhattan, Chicago, and even a few places in Europe.

But I found a piece of real estate that was rather peculiar. It took me a hot minute to locate because I had to sift through several shell corporations to find it. And then I finally discovered that Carlos Vega had opened a shell corporation using his wife’s maiden name, Evans. He purchased a coastal property an hour or so north of Sitka, Alaska, along the coast. The house was heavily fortified and could withstand a siege if necessary. All the records we needed were there in detail. From what his records indicated, he stored a host of items he didn’t want anyone else to know about, along with keys to a safe deposit box to a bank in Nassau.

That’s why Alaska was our destination. We needed the key and whatever data was in those files. Because in an encrypted email, he mentioned that he had Santos over a barrel because of the damning information he had stored there.

I’d taken over part of the main galley. Setting up a small computer workstation with the laptops Gideon had stored on board. I had to hand it to him. The guy knew how to be prepared for any situation. And we decided on the main galley, mainly because someone needed to monitor the princess. She was more valuable than she realized. Because her dead husband had installed her fingerprints on his security access panels in locations he wanted guarded the most. That’s why Santos was after her. Because she could access all of Vega’s high security vaults around the globe. That fucker would use her to get what he wanted.

And Jesus, but I felt so fucking guilty. The bruises around Kylie’s neck, the terror she’d experienced tonight, were my fault.

My computer skills were better than that. Hell, my hacking skills were damn near legendary with the Bureau of Central Intelligence. I’d hacked foreign government offices and militaries. But somehow, Santos’s guy had blazed past the legion of firewalls and booby traps I had in place and hacked my system like it’d been child’s play.

I’d gotten lax in thinking I couldn’t be hacked.

It wouldn’t happen again. Kylie almost died because of my negligence. I contacted the team we reported back to and explained the equipment I needed. It meant a stop on our way to Alaska. But now I had the hacker’s pattern and signature. I would hunt the motherfucker down and see how close it led to Santos.

A terrified scream ripped me from my thoughts. I bolted out of my seat. It came from the princess’s room. Without a second thought, I entered the bedroom, worried I’d find another attacker choking her.

Instead, I found her thrashing and whimpering. Jesus, she broke my fucking heart. She was having a nightmare, and no wonder with everything she’d been through tonight.

Needing to comfort her, I climbed into bed and pulled her into my arms. I held her cradled against me while sobbing in her sleep. I pressed my lips against her temple and stroked her back. “Hush, princess, you’re okay. No one is going to harm you again on my watch. I swear it.”

Her eyes shot open at my touch. Alarm blazed in her eyes. She jerked against my hold, trying to escape.

“Hush, it’s just me. I’ve got you. You’re okay. You were having a nightmare and screaming.” I held her face until she finally recognized me through her terror. Moisture flooded her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. “Oh, princess, you’re okay. I won’t let anything bad happen to you again.”

Kylie’s bottom lip trembled. And then she buried her face against my chest. Her tears soaked my shirt. I held her through the storm, soothing her as best I could. Guilt weighed heavy on my shoulders as I listened to her quiet sobs as she shook in my arms.

“I’m so sorry, princess. It’s all my fault. I was arrogant, thinking my system was impenetrable, when I knew better that nothing was unhackable. But I swear I won’t make that mistake again. I’ll do everything in my power to keep you safe,” I murmured against her hair.

Stroking her back, I discovered she was nude beneath the covers. My dick twitched at the prospect of a naked Kylie in my arms. But I swallowed and tempered my lust. It wasn’t the time for thinking with my dick. There would be plenty of days at sea to broach that front.

Doing my best to ignore the state of her undress, I soothed her until her sobs quieted. Then gave her some tissues and helped her wipe her face.

“It was just a nightmare. He won’t harm you ever again. It’s all my fault.”

Kylie scowled. “No. It’s—”

I put my finger over her mouth to silence her strained, raspy voice. “You shouldn’t talk, princess, it will just hurt your throat.”

She cupped my face between her palms. “No. It wasn’t your fault.”

“It is.” I stroked her hair and gave her a wry grin. “But I won’t let it happen again. I swear it. I’ll keep you safe.”

Kylie huffed and rolled her eyes, then surprised the fuck out of me. Because she planted her lips over mine and kissed me. And for a moment, I allowed it. I had watched her with the others through surveillance. I’d spent many nights wondering what her lips tasted like and how she would feel in my arms.

My dreams didn’t come close. They hadn’t even been in the same ballpark. Because her hungry, satiny smooth lips sent lust thundering through my veins. I’d worship every inch of her toned form. Then I’d taste her everywhere. And when she’s writhing and aching for it, then I’d slide inside her tight heat, and finally feel her gripping my shaft.

But I couldn’t do that. She was injured, for fuck’s sake. What kind of sick fuck took advantage of a woman who had been battered and terrorized? She’d lost her fucking home tonight and here I was, thinking with my dick.

Tearing my mouth away, she whimpered and reached for me. “We can’t, princess. Fuck, I want to. You don’t know how badly I want you. Do you know how many times I watched you with Axel and the others and wanted it to be me? You’re the most gorgeous fucking woman alive. And when you’re feeling better, if you still want me, you’ve got me. I’m yours. But you need rest and time to heal.”

“No…please.”

“Princess, I want to, believe me. But you need—” I gasped as she cupped me through my cargo pants. My hips involuntarily thrust against her hand.

“Help me forget. Please. I need you.” Her poor voice was hoarse from the attack. But her eyes were clear. There was no hesitancy and no fear—just lust.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you after everything you’ve been through,” I said through gritted teeth because she rubbed her palm up and down my dick.

She rose onto her knees like she agreed and decided to back off. Even though my cock ached with need, it was for the best. Truly.

She undid my cargo pants before it registered what she was doing. Her boldness shocked me. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her to stop. But then her hot little hand slid beneath my boxers and circled my dick.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped as her hand stroked me. “That feels so fucking good, princess.”

She drew my underwear down, freeing my shaft. Leaned down and swiped her tongue over the crown, lapping at the slit and licking up the pre-cum. Any arguments I had fled when she closed her mouth around the head and sucked my dick into her hot little mouth.

I’d watched her with all my buddies. And I’d thought she wouldn’t ever be with me. I’d been so fucking jealous, jacking off as I watched them with her. And it’s why I waved the white flag. I wanted her too fucking badly. I’d be careful. If she showed any signs of distress, I would stop, even if it killed me.

“That’s it.” I cupped her head, threading my fingers through her silky hair. “Oh, fuck, you’ve got a mouth on you. Take it. Suck it all the way down like a good little slut.”

She moaned at my words. But kept her gaze on me, opened her jaw even wider and sucked my dick all the way down her throat until she sealed her mouth against the base. Her eyes watered. She held her mouth there for a moment before releasing my shaft with a long slow suction that had my eyes crossing. She did the same move a second and third time until I was delirious with lust. My hips surged, meeting her downward thrusts. I fucked her mouth as if my life depended on it.

“Be a good little slut for me, princess, and make me come,” I groaned, loving the vision of my dick in her mouth with her furiously bobbing her head. She sucked me harder until I came close to blowing my load.

“Fuck, are you that greedy for my come?”

She moaned around my length and the vibrations went straight to my balls. Electricity sizzled along my spine and pooled in my groin. “I’m going to blow, princess. Be a good little slut and swallow every drop for me.”

She worked her hand along my length. Twisting it up and down while I fucked her mouth. My balls drew taut. I groaned as they tightened further with every thrust.

“Aw fuck, princess, I’m coming,” I roared and spurted into her waiting mouth. Wildly thrusting, I growled, “That’s it. Drink all my come. Show me how much of a slut you are.”

I pumped my hips until I unloaded every drop, and my balls were empty. When she released my softening shaft and kneeled with her chest heaving, I knew I’d never seen a lovelier sight.

Because my knees were still unsteady, I instructed, “Get on up here and straddle my face. I want to taste that fucking slutty pussy.”

She nodded with an eager grin. I helped her position her body until her pretty cunt hovered above my mouth. With my thumbs, I spread her labia and stared. “Fuck, you’ve got a gorgeous cunt that’s dripping. I’m going to eat this pretty pussy until you come all over my face. And then I’m going to fuck you properly.”

She whimpered. The thought of sliding my dick in her cunt made my dick twinge and lengthen once more. She must have a magic pussy because I was hard again and aching to be inside her.

With her musky aroma surrounding me, I flicked my tongue out, dragging it through her crease. Her flavor exploded over my tongue. And I was greedy to taste every drop. Holding her steady, I teased her clit, sucking on the swollen bud until she writhed above me. And that’s when I slipped my tongue inside her sweet cunt and fucked her with it.

Her moans and gasps reached my ears as she undulated, grinding her pussy against my voracious mouth. I could eat this pussy every day for the rest of my life and still not have enough. I rubbed her clit with my fingers.

It wasn’t long before she exploded on my tongue, her pussy clenching and fluttering around it. Her sweet nectar flooded my mouth as she came. Her silent gasps filled me with sublime satisfaction. I lapped at her until her trembles subsided.

Then I lifted her off my face and laid her down on her back.

Rising, I finally shed my clothing and positioned myself between her thighs. Running my hand up her inner thigh, I murmured, “Jesus, princess, you’re so fucking gorgeous. And I know I shouldn’t, but fuck, I want you too badly to wait any longer.”

With her eyes on me, she skimmed her hands down her torso to her puffy and swollen pussy. Then parted her labia with her fingers. Her meaning was clear—she wanted me every bit as much as I wanted her. And I wasn’t in the habit of denying myself.

I gripped my dick, stroking it from the head to the base, spreading the drops of pre-cum along my staff. “You want this cock in your sweet cunt, princess?”

With a small smile, she bit her bottom lip and nodded.

And fuck me, but I couldn’t walk away from this. I’d ached for her for too long. I drew the head through her swollen crease. “You’re so wet and swollen and all for me.”

Pressing the head against her opening, I slid in an inch. Her pussy damn near strangled my shaft. “Christ, princess, you’re so fucking tight.”

Leveraging my body above hers on my hands, I fed my dick in slowly, wanting to feel every flutter and squeeze of her pussy. And it did not disappoint. “Princess, my god you feel so fucking good.”

I held still once I was balls deep, giving her body time to adjust. I might not have the longest dick in the world, but I was thicker than most. And I waited until she began squirming beneath me and rolling her hips.

I withdrew and drove inside, wanting to test her, to see how much force she liked. From what I’d gleaned watching her on surveillance, I had an idea, but I didn’t want to hurt her.

Her delicate hands slid down my chest. Then circled my low back, where they settled on my ass, and she held firm. Like she yearned to draw my dick even deeper inside.

With a growl, I picked up my pace, ramming my cock inside her grasping cunt. Her mouth rounded as she met my thrusts.

“Fuck, princess, I dreamed about your pretty pussy. But dreams don’t measure up to reality. Your pussy is insane, and it’s taking every ounce of my control not to bust a nut.”

She squeezed the inner walls of her pussy around my cock. Pleasure slammed into me like a rogue wave. “Careful. If you keep doing that, I will lose all regard for your pleasure and fuck you like a dirty little slut.” I thrust hard, my hips smacking as I drove in deep.

She did it again.

I lifted a brow. “Is that what you want? For me to lose control and fuck you how I really want to? Because I will fuck you so hard, you’ll be sore afterwards. So be sure before you—” she did it again in response.

With a snarl, my control snapped. I shifted her legs, positioning each one over my shoulders. And then I fucked her like my life fucking depended on it. Her cries and gasps did nothing to stop my furious strokes.

In this position, she could only take what I gave her. I gripped her hands and held them prisoner above her head. She arched beneath me. Her eyes were heavily lidded. And then she whispered, “more.”

“I knew you were a dirty little slut,” I snarled, slamming inside her again and again.

Reaching between us, I circled her clit with my thumb, keeping my pace. I turned into a caveman, rutting inside her with little regard for her pleasure. But she gasped and rocked, meeting my thrusts, just as entangled in the intense pleasure.

“Come for me, princess. Come on my cock and let me feel your pleasure,” I demanded. The smacking, wet sounds of our fucking filled the cabin.

Then I pinched her clit and rammed my dick inside again and again. Her eyes went wide. And slid shut as she exploded around my cock with a tiny wail. Her body quaked beneath mine while her pussy clutched at my cock. Her ecstasy catapulted me into bliss, and I lost the tenuous foothold on my control.

I came so hard stars burst before my eyes while my balls emptied ropes of semen into her waiting pussy. I thrust until every drop had been expelled and my shaft softened.

Bliss shrouded her lovely face. Leaning down, I claimed her lips, kissing her with everything I felt. Because I’d known from the moment we started protecting her she would matter. But I hadn’t been prepared for the wealth of emotions that would buffet me.

“Well, fuck, you guys, that was hot as shit,” Chase stated.

I ended the kiss and glanced over my shoulder. Chase filled the doorframe and stared at the tableau with hunger.

And I finally shifted, rolling off her body. But then I held her legs open. “You see the mess I made of this pussy?”

“Fuck, that’s a pretty sight.” Chase glanced at Kylie, his cock straining against his pants. “Can you take more, gorgeous? Or do you need some rest?”