Splitting the women up, she did her own business, washed up, ate and they loaded back in the Humvees taking off again.
They moved slower than she’d liked. Moving in various directions. Aware they’d missed their check in. Hiding, laying low when needed. Hawk not prepared to take the risk that they’d piggyback off any signal and find them. The days dragged on in a constant round of movement. Days turned into weeks. But there was nothing they could do about it. KCs were everywhere searching for them.
Eventually, they made the run to the training ground. Hawk feeling it was safe enough. The cars hit the check points and she was relieved to see it. They were back. Leaving Hawk to deal with their team and the women, who’d been blind folded, she headed for a spare room and shower. Pain lanced through the top of her chest as she peeled away her top. The water she’d poured on it during stops had helped to keep it clean, as had the healing cream she’d used and it was healing. Slowly. But covered in small cuts from rushing through those trees she’d been in a bit of a mess and slapped gauze on it as soon as she was back in the Humvee. It had done its job but now she needed some meds and sleep.
Showering quickly, she threw on clean clothes, put a med patch on it, walking out to find Marcus standing there waiting for her.
It was good to see him. Her whole body lit up. She smiled warmly at him. “Surprised you didn’t join me.” she nodded towards the shower.
It took him a split second to see the wound and she saw him clench his hands.
Slowly coming towards her he lifted the T shirt back off her, pulling the wound dressing gently free of her body. Without a word she watched him bite the inside of his mouth and move into her placing his lips over the wound. She could feel him using his tongue to swipe across the wound and knew what he was doing. He was using his blood to help heal her. Her hand came to the back of his head and caressed it, sighing. “I’m sorry we’re late. Ran into a bit of trouble.”
When satisfied he pulled back breathing her in. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. “You’re too tired to take me as I want you. You need rest.”
Without voicing his relief, he was showing her how glad he was to see her back and whole. Giving her the healing, she needed. Putting the patch back on, he picked her up placing her in the middle of the bed and got in behind her holding her to him pulling the covers up.
“The blood doesn’t cause you pain?” he asked, his lips in her hair.
“No, I think it’s the years of doping.” She sighed wearily.
“Sleep, you did well baby. Tomorrow we’ll have more answers.” The feel of him behind her felt so good. She was too tired to argue.
And woke in the early hours to a mouth sucking on her naked breast, a hot tongue lathering at her. A hand slipped into her shorts between her labia stroking her. “Good morning beautiful,” he mouthed her. “Are you in pain?”
She sighed as he teased her nipple and circled her clit. She could get used to this. “No. No pain.”
Popping her breast free, he moved down her body pulling her shorts free of her body before pulling her legs open and kissing her mons pubis, opening her wider, lowering and sucking in her clit lifting her legs up over his shoulders. His mouth and lips working her into that frenzy only he could do, as he pushed two fingers into her ploughing in and out of her body.
She was so tight he worried he was going to hurt her. “Relax baby, I’m not going to hurt you. I know now you’ve never had a cock. You should have told me. It drove me crazy thinking you were fucking them all these years. I’m going to punish you for that torture.”
She grinned opening her legs wider giving him more room, grunting his approval he used every inch. Lifting her ass higher to his mouth as he increased the pace of his fingers and lips. Moving with him, her body starting to respond, her small moans of pleasure filling the room as her own need rose within her. Stretching her with his fingers, she cried out and he added another finger flexing and moving in and out of her body. “Fuck!”
“I need you ready beautiful. You know how big I am.”
On anyone else that would be a boast that needing cutting down but with Marcus, it was the truth. Crawling back up her body he took her breast back in his mouth as he ploughed his fingers inside her. “I’m close…” she murmured.
He flexed his fingers again and again, over and over until she cried out as her climax hit her hard, flooding her system. Marcus kissed up her body still pumping into her as she rode the climax out looking into her eyes. “You ready for me wife?”
Moon frowned. “Wife?” she panted through the pleasure. “I didn’t agree to that.”
“I’m marrying you Moon, I told you that. You’re it for me. Always were. It just took me a while figure it out.” Removing his fingers, he placed his cock at her entrance. “Yes or no Moon. I need you more than air but I’m not taking anything for granted, you need to tell me you want me too. Really want me, not just for a fuck. I want this to be a beginning for us. No doubts or second thoughts. No one else. Us. For however long we have.”
She could deny it all she wanted but she did want him. They both knew it.
Taking a deep breath then blowing it out, she told him. “Yes.”
“Thank fuck.” He pushed in slowly, withdrew and pushed in again. He felt the tightness of her channel once more, knowing what it meant this time and gritted his teeth. “Fuckin love that I’m the only cock you’ll ever have but you need to relax baby, let me in.” He moved shallowly until he felt her relax under him, then thrust through to her cries kissing her deeply, as he found her clit working it until he felt her relaxing once more. Thrusting in deep he kept up a rhythm that pulled her through with him.
She started to move once more, clinging to his body, her hand moving down caressing his back and ass. Lifting her legs higher she gave him more access. “Fuck baby yeah, just like that. Never had it so good.” And struck balls deep riding her body.
“Jesus Marcus, I’m gonna come again….”
He increased his pace stroking into her, going stronger and deeper. “I know, I can feel your heat, the ripple of your body along my cock. Can’t believe how fucking turned on I am. Just a bit more I’m right with you…” he ground out hitting her faster and faster.
“I can’t….. Marcus!” she screamed coming around his cock as he rammed in with everything he was and spilled on his own cry.
Bracing above her he panted hard. His forehead on hers as she pulled in her own air gaining her breath back. “Damn, I spilled like a kid. We’re gonna have to work on that. You good?”