Marie Harte - Entranced

“Messed with our minds,” she finished, surprised. “So you’re not mad at me?”

“Fuck, no.”

That was the Jack she knew and loved.

“I thought you were disgusted with me.” He quieted. “I mean, I ended Ernst while you were linked to me. I didn’t mean to drag you in with me. It’s nasty work, and I never wanted you to be a part of it. You’re too good for that.”

“No, I’m not.” She dragged his head down and kissed him, and the love she felt for him seeped out of her without trying, seeking and healing the emotional wounds left by her absence. “You really missed me.”

“Great detective work, Sherlock,” he snarled.

She smiled, a real grin she hadn’t used since they’d parted. “Neither of us was thinking that day in the clearing, Jack. The Source took us over. And if you want to place the blame where it belongs, it’s my fault for all of it. I should have taken Owen and his bazillion bodyguards with me from the beginning. Then we could have stormed Drei-Gewalten and fixed the problem without a fuss.”

“You think?” He just stared at her, running his hands through her hair. “Owen was wrong. You’re beautiful even when you’re crying. Your eyes are red, but even your sniffles are cute.”

He kissed her, and she felt his erection against her belly.

“I love you, you know.”

She tensed, not sure she’d heard what he just said. He grinned, and his smile took her breath away.

“I like seeing you all tongue-tied.” His grin grew sly. “But you know, we never did have that discussion about you walking into my mind uninvited. You said you were healing me, but I’m still hurting, baby.”

“Y-you are?”

He took her hand in his and placed it over the fly of his jeans. “Yeah, I am. And you’re going to heal this right now, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Jack.”

His eyes darkened. “I fucking love when you say that. I want to hear it on your lips from now until forever. Yes, Jack. Yes, I’ll suck you. Yes, you can fuck my ass. Yes, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Yes, Jack. I love you.”

IT WAS THE “I love you” that did it.

He said to hell with it and shoved her against the nearest wall. No preamble, no words, he simply suited action to reason. Jack kissed her and held her firm, then, as he’d done in Ida’s that first time, he yanked off her shoes, pants, and panties, then wrapped her legs around his waist.

“J-Jack?”

She seemed to be in a daze, but he couldn’t wait. It had been an eternity without her, and knowing she’d been hurting, in love with him but all alone, made him crazy to have her again.

Jack unbuttoned his jeans and took himself out. He found her wet slit and shoved home.

They both groaned as he sank inside her, but Jack wasn’t content to wait. He fucked her hard, with brutal strokes to remind her where she belonged, not even bothering to kiss her. She didn’t protest but moaned and hung on for the ride. He wanted to wait, to make it good for her, but he couldn’t stop. He pounded into her until he came, distantly aware that she’d come as well, because she clamped down on him, hard.

They panted together, locked in a lover’s embrace.

She kissed his lips, his cheeks, his nose, her eyes still shiny. “I missed you so much.”

He felt dazed, his body throbbing with extreme pleasure. “Me too. Don’t ever do that again.”

“I won’t. I promise. I felt so badly that I’d let you down.”

“No, baby. I never should have asked you to go against your nature. You’re a healer. Let me worry about putting the hurt on everyone else. You heal. Period.”

“Yes, Jack.”

“Do you have any idea how hard you make me when you say that?” he asked, his words gritty.

“Yes, Jack.”

He groaned and saw the loving look in her eyes. “You little tease. Time you made right what you owe me. You need some punishment for stealing into my mind, don’t you?” He smacked her ass and hardened inside her once more. God, the fantasies he’d had. Only he didn’t have the lube he needed. “Hey, you have any massage oil?”

She bit her lip, and he leaned down to kiss her until they both grew breathless.

“In my bathroom, the box on the counter,” she breathed.

“Get naked on the bed. Time to pay up, you little witch. Jumping into my mind without asking, leaving me all alone with a broken heart. The list goes on.”

He left her laughing behind him. He’d never felt lighter in his entire life, the world his for the asking because he had Heather by his side. He found the oil he needed as well as a towel to clean up. Then he stripped down and reentered the bedroom.

She lay naked on her large bed, a mouthwatering dream come to life.

“That’s good. Spread your legs.” He noticed a crumpled shirt lying next to the bed. She must have cleaned herself up with that, because he’d left a huge load inside her. “I was pent up without you. Just pining for you, woman.”

She winked at him, her happiness enhancing his.

“You think that’s funny?”

“Yes, Jack,” she whispered and laughed.

“God, I love you.” He crawled between her legs and inhaled her sweet scent. Then he licked and sucked until she was writhing beneath him. He eased a finger into her slick flesh and slid it down to her ass, rimming her. She squirmed harder, begging him for ease. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you? I’m a big man, Heather. But it’s time I had all of you. Your mouth, your pussy…your ass.”

“Yes, Jack.” She smiled at him. “Anything for you.”

“It might hurt.”

“I’ll heal.” She winked. “Or maybe I won’t. I think I should suffer, just a little, to show you how sorry I am for messing with your mind.”

“Shit. This has got to be a dream.”

“The best kind. A happily-ever-after,” she murmured. “Now, do you think I can have something to fill my mouth while you get me ready to take you?”

He groaned but happily complied, straddling her neck and angling himself to slide in and out of her mouth. She sucked him, and he nearly came when she cradled his balls while she drew his cockhead deeper and laved his sensitive spot with her clever tongue.

“Oh fuck, Heather. I want to come inside your ass, not your mouth. Hold on.” He withdrew despite her protests, hard as steel and wanting to own all of her. “Good girl. Now put that oil over me. Get me nice and slick.” He scooted back and waited for her on his knees. She took her time greasing him up, and while she toyed with him, he played with her breasts.

“You have the nicest tits. Wait until I fuck these.” He hissed when she fondled him, skirting close to his ass. “Yeah, you know I like that. You’re a naughty girl.”

“Very.” She knelt and kissed him, falling into him as if made for him.

He rubbed the oil over her ass, then speared her anus with his little finger. She gasped, not from pain but from pleasure, because she fucked herself over his finger.

“Yeah, that’s it. Let’s get you all slick.” He turned her around and withdrew his hand. Unable to help himself, he watched up close as he inserted his index finger into her tight passage, loving how she gloved him. He pushed past her sphincter, aware of her slight shudder.

“Okay?”

“Yes. More. I want you.”

Like he would deny that. He pulled out his finger and lathered more oil over himself. “I’m a lot bigger than my finger.”

“I know.”

“God, baby. I’m going to come so hard up that fine ass. I need you so much.” He was babbling but couldn’t help himself. Every word he spoke was true. As he positioned himself at her ass, he slowly pushed and nearly lost it when her heat engulfed him.

She squirmed, and he lightly smacked her flank. “Be still,” he growled. “I’m trying to be gentle.”