Page 16 of Traitorous Lies (Prey Security: Charlie Team #6)

It was, and Monique allowed him to see that. The only reason she could think of that she wouldn't want to make love to him was if he was using her for her last name, but that wasn't the case. In fact, it was almost like Jax liked her in spite of her last name.

“You really want this, princess?” His hands on her hips reminded her of the last time she’d tried this, and she found herself almost waiting for him to lift her off him.

But he didn't.

Instead, his grip on her tightened until it was just shy of painful, and he pulled her tighter down against him until she could feel his thick erection pressed into her wet center.

“I really want this. I’m falling for you, so fast it’s scary, and yet at the same time it’s not.

It’s the safest feeling in the world. I'm clean, and I'm on birth control even though it’s been almost eighteen months since my last relationship ended.

I just … I know things can happen … against your will …

and I like to know I'm at least protected against pregnancy if the worst happens.”

Something flared in his eyes that she assumed was the anger she’d felt tightly coiled inside him as she told him her story. But there was tenderness and affection in them, too, and she knew.

Jax was going to say yes.

“I'm clean too.”

“Then we don’t have to worry about not having a condom,” she said, grinning as she rocked her hips against the bulge in his pants. If it felt this good with layers of clothes between them, how amazing would it feel when he finally slid inside her?

“We don’t have to worry about a condom, but you have to worry about how many times I'm going to make you come,” he told her with a smug smile, his dark eyes now burning with desire. “I think I'm going to start with my tongue.”

Before she could utter a word, Monique squeaked as he grabbed her knees and flipped her so she was lying on her back on his legs, with her legs thrown over his shoulders.

“Oops, should have gotten these out of the way first,” Jax said as he put her legs back down long enough only to strip her out of her borrowed pants and her panties.

“You make me so crazy I can't even think straight,” he told her as he hooked her knees back over his shoulders, leaving her spread wide before him.

Maybe if it were anyone else, she’d feel embarrassed but with the hungry expression on Jax’s face there was no room for embarrassment.

No room to feel like anything other than the princess Jax kept calling her.

“So beautiful, spread out before me like this, princess, so perfect,” Jax murmured as he touched the lightest of kisses to the inside of her right thigh. “Do you know how lucky I feel that you want me?” Another kiss, this time to her left thigh.

Her bare center was practically begging to feel his lips, and she wasn't ashamed that she whimpered as her hips pressed closer, trying to find what they so desperately sought.

A chuckle rumbled through Jax. “So anxious, so greedy, aren't you, princess?”

“Y-yes,” she murmured, her cheeks flushing, and she wasn't sure if it was because of desire or slight embarrassment at how greedy to take everything he could give her she really was.

“So desperate to be touched here.” Finally, his lips brushed her center, but they were gone far too quickly, making her whimper again .

“Jax,” she pleaded.

“Yes, princess?” He arched a brow at her as he looked at her from between her spread legs. “Tell me what you want. Beg for it.”

“Please, I need you.”

“You need me to do what?”

“To t-touch me.”

“Touch you how?”

His mouth was so close to her center that she felt each puff of air from every word he spoke, and it stoked the fire already raging inside her. “With your mouth. I want to feel your lips, and your tongue, your teeth.”

“My teeth, huh? My princess isn’t all sweet and vanilla, is she?”

“No. She doesn’t want to be treated like a princess right now, she wants to be devoured.”

Like her words were a match that took the fire inside her and set it alight in Jax, he groaned and then his mouth was on her.

That first touch of his tongue had her gasping, and then all she could do was absorb everything he was doing to her as his mouth was all over her, suckling her bundle of nerves, scraping his teeth over the sensitive bud, his tongue teasing her entrance.

His palms pressed against her thighs, somehow opening her further, and his thumbs circled her entrance while his mouth went back to her bud, lavishing it with attention.

“Jax, more, more,” she whimpered.

Slowly, his thumbs slipped inside her, both at the same time. After stroking a few times, he pressed against her walls, opening her so his tongue could delve deeper.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, as without even thinking, her hips rocked against his mouth.

“That’s right, princess, ride my face, take what you need,” Jax praised as his mouth alternated between thrusting his tongue into her and claiming her bundle of nerves, sucking it harder and harder while the tip of his tongue swirled around it.

Something powerful began to build.

It started low in her belly, a slight tingle.

It grew quickly .

Quicker than she could process.

Claiming each cell of her body as it spread.

Crescendoing into something stronger than she’d ever felt before, when it finally burst, it felt like fireworks had gone off inside her.

Pleasure fired along every nerve ending, making stars burst behind her closed lids, and through it all, Jax licked and stroked her, giving her every drop of pleasure that he could.

Finally, it began to ebb, leaving little aftershocks in its wake.

“I want you inside me now, Jax,” Monique said as he lowered her legs from their perch on his shoulders, and she reached down to free his impressive length from his pants and boxers.

“But I don’t want soft and sweet. I don’t want to be a princess right now.

I want hard, fast, and passionate like you can't get enough of me. I want bruises and teeth marks because you’re so crazy for me you can't control yourself.”

It’s what she’d always wanted but never been brave enough to ask for.

Jax made her feel brave.

Made her feel invincible.

“My princess has a wild side,” Jax said as he leaned in to nip at her bottom lip.

“Not a princess right now,” she reminded him.

“You’ll always be my princess.”

The words didn't have time to sink in before he gripped her hips and lifted her, burying himself inside her in one smooth thrust. For a second there was a small sting as her body accommodated his size, but it quickly morphed into pleasure as he gave her everything she asked for.

Setting an almost frantic pace, one of Jax’s hands stayed on her hip, the hold he had on her definitely hard enough to leave a few bruises behind.

His other hand shoved her clothes up, baring her breasts, and after touching kisses to each nipple, making them both pebble, his lips found hers, and his hand took over teasing her breasts.

Each tweak of her nipples as he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger sent sparks straight between her legs.

The bruising kisses, the rough way he massaged her breasts, the feel of the rough callouses on his fingertips as they brushed over her hardened nipples all felt so amazing that pleasure quickly spiraled to life inside her.

“You need to come now, princess,” he ordered, voice tight as he was obviously restraining himself, holding in his orgasm so they could come together. “Touch yourself,” he ordered.

Powerless to do anything but obey, Monique reached between where their bodies joined and touched her sensitive bud.

“Harder, faster,” Jax growled, then the hand that had been on her breast gripped hers, and he forced her to work her bundle of nerves at the same pace that he was relentlessly thrusting into her.

The spirals of pleasure grew stronger.

Unfurling through her body.

Then his mouth claimed one of her nipples, sucking hard, before his teeth sank into her breast and the unexpected burst of pain detonated a bomb of ecstasy that claimed her in a fiery burst that had her screaming his name into the otherwise quiet forest.

She felt him come inside her as he found his release, and the combination of that and his tongue now lapping at the bitemark on her breast had her feel well and truly claimed.

Exactly like she’d wanted.

With a sleepy smile, Monique sank down to rest against Jax, keeping him buried inside her, not ready to lose that connection yet.

“Was that everything you wanted, princess?” he asked as he tugged her clothes back down to cover her chest, then tucked her head under his chin.

“Everything. It was perfect. Thank you for not treating me like I’m a fragile china doll.”

“You're not, princess. You're a strong, brave, powerful warrior, fighting for those who need you, like your little buddy there. We put on quite the show for him.”

Monique laughed as she looked over at the fox. “He slept through the whole thing.”

Jax hugged her tightly, then touched a kiss to the top of her head. “Do you want me to clean you up before we try to get some sleep?”

“No. I don’t want to move yet, I'm not ready to let you go. I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to let you go,” she murmured, clenching her internal muscles around his softening length still buried inside her, maybe giving too much away about how she was already feeling, but not caring in the least.

She’d found her person, her other half, her soulmate, she was sure of it, and she couldn’t imagine a single thing ever being big enough to come between them. Jax was her forever, whether that be until they were old and gray or until they perished out there in the forest.