Page 89 of Blade's Battle
“Not listening to me during sex. . . Not a good sign. I guess I’ll have to show you.”
Before he pushed her over the edge, Anna tore away from him, sank to her knees, and took him in her mouth. She dug her hands into his ass and pulled him into her, down to his base. His moan sent an entirely new heat through her as she slowly pulled off again, running her tongue over every glorious inch of him. As she licked up and down his shaft, strong fingers sifted through her hair, wrapping the strands around him, locking her in place to him.
She wrapped her mouth around him, pulling him into her mouth exceedingly slowly this time. As she sucked in her cheeks, increasing her grip on him, another glorious moan filled the lab, echoing off the hard walls. His breathing, his moans, and the feel of his hands holding her, keeping her there to pleasure him opened a place inside of her that she hadn’t known existed. This thirst-quenching need to bring him to climax, to feel him shudder from her touch alone, made her pussy clench with a more primal need. Her entire body responded to him, but it was the ability to draw such a sweet guttural sound from him that had her digging her fingers into his hips, holding him to her so he couldn’t escape. Her face pushed against his abdomen as his length struck the back of her throat.
“Angel. . .” He started thrusting hard and fast. She breathed through her nose, her nails moving to his ass for purchase as he took control from her. She was lost in the possession, his sheer dominance, as he fucked her mouth. Her already throbbing pussy pulsed with the rhythm he set. As he spilled into her throat, she shattered, screaming his name, muffled though it was, over his cock.
She swallowed as her orgasm finally released her. Anna sank against his thighs and breathed as his cock bobbed against her cheek and his hand sifted through her hair, cupping her head, petting her.
“I think we finally found a way to keep you quiet during sex,” he said as he lifted her.
“You think?”
His laugh was so carefree and alive that her heart nearly tore in two. That idea she’d tossed around when she’d been researching how blood-bonding kept shifters from turning feral popped into her head. The idea was radical, but it held merit and would be worth trying if she couldn’t repair the damaged CLF3 gene that led a shifter to go feral.
“That was quite a surprise,” he said as he kissed her nose and gave her one of those wry grins that said he was amused. “Thank you.”
“So unprofessional, mixing business and pleasure,” she said before Blade could lose his glorious smile.
“You’re entitled to a break every few hours. To relieve stress.”
“Oh, is that what this is?” She adjusted her panties and dress and wavered as she stood up.
He gripped her by her waist and steadied her as he kissed her again. “Yes, and I’ll be back to make sure you’re stress-free, each and every break.”
Images of him taking her on the counter and against the wall were making her wet all over again.
His nostrils flared as he scented the air. Then his hands ran down her sides and settled on her hips as his gaze traveled down her dress. “Stand here, exactly like this as I go above ground. I want to remember you wet and needy for me.”
“And when you return?”
“I plan to lick every inch of you, Angel. Don’t you doubt it for one second.”
* * *
After nearly a week of working practically non-stop in the lab, Anna was exhausted. She’d promised Blade that after today she’d cut her schedule back. She had a sample of LSOV, Lupus Shifter Origination Virus, from her original research funded by the government. That was one advantage of working on a government-funded project. Access to everything she had needed.
Over one hundred fifty years ago, LSOV had jumped from wolf to man, taking a copy of the wolf genome in the process. Thousands of humans who were infected died. The USOV, Ursus ‘Bear’ Shifter Origination Virus had not been nearly as destructive and had spread through North America and Asia, but not South America. Theories of warmer climates debilitating the virus were still debated today despite extensive research. The sample of the LSOV she had obtained held the key to replicating the bridge that so seamlessly meshed genomes of different species. And now she had finally isolated the code within the LSOV responsible for creating the bridge in shifters. She was stunned, elated, and scared. If this ever got out, the WSSO could use it to affect all shifters. She’d have to destroy her research once she was done.
Blade knocked on the door to the smaller lab within the bunker. She turned around to see his smiling face. She wouldn’t fail him as she had failed Kurt.
“Five more minutes, Blade.” She smiled extra wide to put him at ease, but for some reason that made him frown. “But I’m only taking a break if you promise whatever spot you have for our picnic isn’t loaded with ants this time.” That brought a grin to his face.
“I told Callen to bring back some chocolate with him. We’ll turn those ants into dessert.”
“Eww, that’s so gross! You’re not kissing me with ant-tongue.”
“Then licking is still on the table?” He waggled his brows, and already she was getting all hot and bothered.
“Not unless you stay away from the ants.”
“Fine, no ants. Just me.” His tongue darted out and ran along his lips, giving her naughty ideas.
“Maybe, if you scram so I can finish up.”
Blade disappeared in no time at all. With a quick check out the window and down the bunker’s hallway, Anna made sure he had left. She returned to her work station and carefully drew the modified LSOV into the syringe. With a quick glance over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching, Anna sank the needle into her thigh and depressed the syringe.
Chapter Fourteen
