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“I don’t want you to do it for anyone. I don’t even want you to do it for me. What I want is for you to follow my orders. If I tell you to run, you get to this motorcycle and head straight over the hill. You’ll find a burial mound. Take the bike past the barriers, and you’ll find a locked entrance. The storage compartment on the motorcycle has the key. Take the bike inside and wait. If I’m not there within the hour, go to the other side of the mound and let yourself out. You’ll find a really old crofter’s hutch. There’s a Range Rover in there with the keys under the driver’s side mat. Get in and use the comm system to call for help and backup. Then you drive to the airport at Cardiff. By the time you get there, a ticket will be waiting. Get on the plane, and someone from Wild Mustang Security will pick you up.”
“I may hate you…”
“You don’t,” he teased.
“I do,” she assured, “but I wouldn’t leave anyone to die for me.”
“Not to be overly dramatic, but that’s what I signed up for—and not just as a member of the Wild Mustang team. I’d do that for any client, but I’d damn sure do it for my woman. And make no mistake, you are mine.”
“I’m going to assume you don’t want me to lie to you. If you don’t want me to get killed, then you’d damn well better stay close enough to make sure it doesn’t happen. There’s not a snowball’s chance in hell I would leave you behind to die for me. I might end up killing you myself, but that’s a reward I reserve for me and me alone.”
“Then, if I tell you to bolt, and you don’t? You’d better hope we go out in a blaze of glory because if we don’t, I’ll take my belt to your backside amid the carnage and leave welts that will last a week.”
She shivered, and he smiled. Zara might say she didn’t want to be his—hell, she probably even believed it—but all he had to do was talk about it, and she responded.
Zara watched him. Somewhere on their beach walk, she had lost her wariness with him. She needed to guard against that. Noah Taylor was not the type of man she wanted in her life, nor was he one to trifle with. Yes, she had loved Damian, and yes, he had been dominant with her, but in a far less invasive manner than Noah. Mostly, Damian had been dominant in the bedroom and where her safety was concerned. Noah meant to be dominant in all aspects of her life. He would make her submit whether she wanted to or not. Submission just wasn’t something she had within herself to give. She’d never given it to Damian… thus the reason they’d fought the way they had. Zara had never stopped vying for control.
Although she hated to admit it, Noah was far more dominant than Damian had ever been. She wondered at the difference. She remembered reading once, not all dominant men are alphas, but that all alpha males were dominant. Perhaps that was the difference. Perhaps, while dominant, Damian had never been an alpha personality. The fact was, she had always been able to hold a part of herself aloof from Damian. Zara couldn’t seem to do that with Noah. He had a way of latching onto her being at its most fundamental core, making her feel what he wanted and yield to his demands.
Zara smiled to herself. Her orgasmic response to each man was different and was handled differently. Damian would keep her right on the edge of a climax. He would get her there and then not let her have it. When she pushed through and achieved it anyway, he would often punish her for her willfulness. Noah seemed to enjoy feeling her come, seemed to revel in the way her pussy would quiver along his length. He was intent on seeing how many orgasms he could exact from her, even when she believed herself to be spent. She had experienced more climaxes at his hands, mouth, and cock than she’d ever believed possible. It was interesting how each man sought to hold the upper hand.
If the opportunity ever presented itself, Zara intended to show Noah he wasn’t the only one who would control their sexual encounters. She could easily imagine enticing him to get comfortable on his back while she sucked his dick. The fact was, she liked performing oral sex on men. They were so enamored of a woman who was willing to do it, most would give up any and all control. Damian had always enjoyed when she sucked him until he was hard before lowering herself onto his staff and riding him until they both came. Noah would be no different. Maybe that was the way—lure him into thinking she believed they were in a relationship and get him well enough laid, he would sleep soundly while she slipped away.
She needed to get to Morocco and hook up with her contacts who might be able to give her a lead on exactly what was at stake for Gerold Springer and whoever he represented. She also wanted to talk to those still loyal to Fariq to get their thoughts. In a perfect world, she’d talk to Fariq himself, but she knew either Noah would catch up to her before then, or his buddies would catch her, and she’d be locked down in Mesa until Noah arrived.
Zara didn’t even want to think about his reaction. She had no doubt his threat to welt her ass wasn’t idle. His hand had been bad enough, leaving her poor ass swollen and painful. She’d often wondered how something that hurt that much could evoke such a pronounced state of arousal.
While Zara didn’t relive every strike of his hand, she could certainly recall in vivid detail each caress, stroke of his cock, pleasured groan, and especially the feeling of his cock pumping his seed into her, bathing the walls of her ravaged pussy and filling her with its warmth. It had felt better than anything in her life, and she was going to miss feeling him mount and possess her. When he had softened and withdrew, her entire body had been bereft at the loss.
“What are you thinking?” he said, breaking her reverie.
“I was thinking about how much I’d like to suck your cock.”
He laughed. “You were, were you?”
“Yes,” she said, rubbing against him, cupping his jeans-covered package. “Right before I mount you and ride you until I’ve made you fill me with your cum.”
“That’s a nice little fantasy, but it won’t happen. I give you any control in our bed, and you’ll give yourself all kinds of silly notions about us being equals. We aren’t. If and when you suck my cock, it’ll be because I want you to, and you won’t suck me off, sweetheart. I’ll fuck your mouth. When I’m done with you, I’ll be the one doing the mounting, and I’ll make you scream my name before I pin you down and fill you with my seed.”
Every nerve ending in her body came alive. Damn the man. He had a way of speaking to the very core of who she was. When he touched her, not only did the place he was touching respond to him, but her entire being lit up like Christmas. There was something about him that made her rational mind go into neutral and her raging libido go into overdrive.
“Well, so much for my wanting to give you a blowjob,” she said with more than a little spite as she tried to turn away.
Noah held fast. Zara had expected him to be annoyed with her or even demand she drop to her knees and service him, but he just laughed.
“Don’t look so disappointed, Zara. I’m sure we’ll get around to that. The fact is, before we’re done, I will have fucked all of your holes.”
She snorted. “You really are the most annoying man I’ve ever had the misfortune to have anything to do with. Let go of me.”
“Kiss me.”
“No.”
He shook his head. “If I’m the most annoying man in your life, you are the single most obstinate, aggravating person I’ve ever met, but you’re intelligent and tactile as all get-out. At some point, you’ll decide it’s just easier to admit the inevitable and yield to me.”
“Don’t hold your breath.” She tried to pull away again. “Let go!”
“Kiss me,” he said, calmly but with a steely determination underlining every word.
