Page 33 of Alex

Chapter Sixteen

Alex stoodwith his shoulder against the door jamb watching the woman he loved more than he had ever thought possible as she painted. They had been living in a blissful bubble this past week. After he had made love to her in this very room everything had seemed to change between them. Neither spoke of the future but they had fallen into a comfortable pattern.

They would spend their days working on leads from either Eidolon or Zenobi trying to track down Booth. He also spent hours trying to figure out who the snake was in the nest that was Eidolon. Later, they would go and spend an hour with Thomas and Delphine. The evenings were his favourite though, he would cook while she painted and then they would fall into bed together where he would make love to her.

He had only found a semblance of what he needed when he joined Eidolon. They were brothers, friends, colleagues. Each one seeking to ease a pain they lived with in some way. To make the world a safer place for innocents. He had done things he wasn’t proud of, killed people, tortured them, and each one had taken from him something that he thought he would never get back.

But as he watched Evelyn tilt her head from left to right as she studied the painting she was working on, he knew in his soul it was worth every life he had taken, every punch he had thrown. He would do it all again just to have this moment with her, but a moment was not what he wanted. He wanted it all! He had loved a young Evelyn with a boyish joy not knowing what life could dish out. Trusting that fate had given him his soulmate and they would live out their dreams.

A sneer lifted his lip at the naivete of that young boy. He hadn’t had a clue what life was. He wished in some ways he had never found out. He watched the sexy woman who was dressed in nothing but an old, white button-down shirt, her feet bare, her sinful legs naked to the eye, adding colour not only to the painting but to his bland life, and knew he loved her more now than that boy had ever been capable of.

He cherished every smile, every heated look, knowing that some asshole wanted to take it all away from him. He would not let that happen again. He would finish the bastards that wanted her dead. He would rip their fucking heads off, make them wish that they had never uttered her name and then he would give her his name legally, not just on a chain around her neck. On her finger, on her driver’s licence. He would marry her and never let her go.

“You gonna stand there all day and ogle me or are you going to come over here and tell me why you’re frowning like a grizzly bear?” Evelyn asked making a face that had his dark mood disappearing, leaving only her.

“Ogling you is fun.” He prowled towards her.

Evelyn must have seen the look in his eye because her eyes went heavy with desire as she laid the brush down in the turps and moved towards him.

“I can think of more ways to have fun.” Her throaty voice made his dick, already semi-hard from just watching her, twitch. She moved into his arms, banding hers around his neck as she flattened her body to his. The hardness of her nipples rubbing over his chest made him growl as he bent and lifted her, her supple legs going around his waist.

“Yeah what’s that?” He almost growled when she bit down on his earlobe before sucking it into her hot mouth as she rubbed her body against his making him groan. His body wanted to be buried inside her.

“Scrabble.”

She laughed and jumped down causing him to release her in surprise. His mind was still catching up as she giggled and ran from him showing her playful side which was sexier than Siren would ever be to him.

“You little brat. You’re going to pay for that,” he said and turned to watch as she took off running. He smiled inwardly knowing that it was going to be all the sweeter when he caught up to Evelyn.

He caught her in the kitchen pinning her to the counter as laughter slipped past her lips, lodging in his chest in a way that was so sweet it almost hurt. Her arms came around his neck again pushing her sexy tits against his chest as he rested his hands on her hips, his fingers digging in slightly to her soft flesh.

“You in the mood to play, mi nena?”

Mischief ran across her face, the image of the girl he had loved merging with the woman he worshipped. “Hmmm. What did you have in mind?” she asked her voice throaty with desire making his cock harden even more.

Alex lifted her placing her ass on the worktop and stepped between her open legs causing her shirt to ride up and offering the perfect view of her soft supple thighs. He trailed a hand down over her hip, his thumb skimming the edge of the white lace underwear she wore. He watched her shiver at the light touch. He could see the heavy desire in her eyes as he looked at her.

“Well, I thought first I would get you off with my fingers.” He slid his finger up the wet slit of her pussy finding her clit and rolling. The harsh inhale of her breath made him grin as he eased a finger inside her hot pussy.

“Um,” she moaned as she leaned back giving him more access. “I could definitely get on board with that.”

“Then I figured all that work would make me hungry, so I would eat that sweet tasting cunt of yours.” He felt her body contract around his finger at his crude words. Evelyn, he had discovered, loved it when he talked dirty.

“Then what?” She moaned as he drove her towards her first climax of the day, her body responding as she rode his fingers, her hips pushing up towards him seeking more as he held her back each time she got close.

“Well, then I want you to suck my cock. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck you on this kitchen island.” His body burned with the need to be inside her.

“Yes,” she groaned as he slid a second finger inside pushing her higher as her body writhed. She was fucking glorious and her eyes found his as she crashed, her orgasm slamming through her, her body contracting around him. The dark depths of her eyes almost black pools of bliss as she came.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growled before withdrawing his fingers and bringing them to his lips, sucking her sweet juices into his mouth as she watched. Before the aftershocks of her climax could subside completely, he went to his knees, hooking his arms around her legs and pulling her to the edge of the counter. Then he did precisely what he said he would and so did Evelyn before he carried her to their bed and fucked her until they both fell into an exhausted but contented sleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

The ringingof his phone pulled him from a dead sleep, his arm reaching out to grab it from beside the bed before he was even fully awake. He slid the answer button across and felt Evelyn roll into him, her hand rubbing over his pectorals. He looked at her, a grin breaking through as he spoke. “Yeah?” He kept his tone neutral, not wanting to give anything away to a withheld number.

“Alex, it’s me.”

Alex went still as he heard Jack’s voice. On the other side of the bed Evelyn’s phone began to ring. His senses came alive, sleep long forgotten as he read Jack’s tone and knew there was trouble.

“Talk to me,” he said as he saw and heard Evelyn answer her phone.