The Promise of Love (17 page)

“I think we’d best talk outside, or in my room,” Will added, meeting his eyes.

David shook his head even before he felt Paris stiffen. “Nope, not happening. What is it?”

Will gave him a hard stare as if he’d lost his mind then ran his hand over his buzz cut when that got him nothing.

“Maybe I should go—”

“No, you’re staying.” David pulled her firmly down. “This affects you. I won’t lie to you. And I’m not about to hold back what’s going on now. What is it?”

“Duke set up a room for us and…” Will paused, then added, “Our friend.”

“Who is Duke?” Paris whispered, threading their fingers together.

“He what?” David asked. “How did he know she was even here? These rooms are secure.”

“He knows, man, he doesn’t bug this room, but there are cameras at the gate you drove through. The guards suck but they logged you in, with a friend.”

“Just tell him thanks, but no thanks,” David growled.

“It’s not that easy,” Will muttered. “If it was, I’d not be here. It’s either take the drug and go off with one of his matches or—”

“His drug?” Paris made to move off him again and he stopped her by being bigger and stronger. “David Jansen—”

“Just calm down, Paris. There’s no taking the drug, Will.”

“Jansen, this shit is serious. If we don’t do this, we need a reason. And fast.”

“Just let me think,” David muttered. “Paris, trust me, okay? We’re here on a mission. I told you that already. We’re here to take this man down, but he’s not dangerous to you.”

Her eyes rounded a little, but she bit her lip and nodded, cute as hell.

“Jansen’s right, he’s not dangerous to you,” Will assured her. “If you want, we can send you off, which, Jan, might be the way to fucking go with this shit.”

“Watch the language,” David growled.

Paris squeezed his fingers and whispered a kiss to his jaw, her way of indicating all was okay, but he waited until Will’s eyebrows lowered from his hairline and nodded.

“Right, sorry about that, Paris,” Will murmured.

David relaxed—somewhat.

“As long as he believes we’re two highly trained special operatives here to get his men in shape, he’s on our side,” Will added. “But he makes a drug that I don’t want in my system. And if we don’t do this, that’s exactly what I’ll end up having to do.
We’ll
end up having to do.”

Shit. Will was right
. If Duke was pushing this, he’d begin to wonder why they weren’t all over it. The mission could go down at any time now, if they blew this now it could go on for months more. Maybe longer.

Paris was too quiet, but he could tell she was waiting on him to say something.
But what?
The truth, he guessed with a sinking feeling in his gut.

“What Will means is the man makes a sex drug, kinda like Ecstasy, but a hundred times more powerful because it screws with a person’s DNA. It’s supposed to make a couple, like tight, in almost every way, but it’s also marketable as a rape drug, you know what that is?”

She nodded, mute and wide-eyed.

“And that’s another part of this mission. We’re here to make certain that drug never reaches the market.” He wasn’t sure if telling her all this was the right thing to do, but he wasn’t backing down now. If Will was right, though, he couldn’t let his buddy shove some sex drug down his gut so he could perform with a stranger. He sure as hell wasn’t doing it and chancing harming Paris. He’d already had problems with Chung’s cocktail. Who knew what Duke’s modifications would do to him?

“What would this do to you if you took it?” Paris asked the same question he was thinking about.

“Duke got his hands on a drug we’d piloted. It was supposed to make a better soldier.” He laughed without much humor. “It did that, but a hell of a lot more. It screwed with us. I got anxiety and headaches. Will and a few others suffered from a dose of sexual drive that couldn’t be tamed,” he offered when Will nodded, unhappy as hell. “That drug is off the shelf and the formula, we thought, destroyed. Duke got hold of it, and modified it.”

“You took this…drug?” she asked, worry clouding her gray eyes.

“Not Duke’s, no,” he assured her. “The other.” He shrugged and squeezed her hand gently. “Yeah, it seemed like the thing to do at the time. But there’s no way Will can take Duke’s modified version. And I sure the hell don’t want to take it and chance who knows what with you, and I’m not making love to anyone else either.” He added the last so forcefully she blinked. Then, surprising him, she leaned into him and kissed his cheek tenderly.

“Good, I don’t want you to. If it’s still in the trial form, it might do horrible things to you. Both of you,” she added quietly. “What can I do to help?”

At her words, Will relaxed. Hell, even David took a deep breath. She was clearly worried about him and Will.
Golden. She was golden
.

He kissed her temple and met Will’s eyes. “You’re certain there’s no getting out of this?”

Will shook his head once. “I’d not be here if there was.”

True.
David firmed his resolve and lifted Paris up and turned her so she stood before him. She was so beautiful. He took her arms and stroked down them to hold her hands. Even her wrist bones were tiny.
Fragile.

And we’re going to share her, for an audience, no doubt. Maybe she was better off never meeting me, but I can’t let her go now.

“You want me to…do this? Pretend you are both on the drug, with me, and we’re…together. Like the first night?”

He nodded.

Will cursed softly. “Paris, it’s not that easy. He’ll want to see, there will be cameras.”

David hung his head, cursing softly at the shock on Paris’ pretty face. “I should have taken you away from this.”

She didn’t say anything but she reached out and hugged his head to her chest. “No, you shouldn’t have. I would have missed you and worried until you showed back up. Besides, didn’t you say you wanted to try public sex?”

“He said what?” Will cried, then cursed some more. “Paris, I swear if there was any other way out of this—”

“I know, you’d do it. Both of you would,” she said with a little squeeze to his head. “Now, stop being scared, because that is my job, and start being heroes, that’s your job. We can do this. I can do this, but only if you two keep up at least the appearance of being big, strong and soldiery, okay?”

David laughed and finally pulled away to meet her eyes. She was smiling but the fear was there, darkening the gray to blue. He loved her so much in that moment that the goddamn words nearly spilled from his mouth. He tightened his hands on her slender arms.

“We can do that. Hell, I’m even good at it. You? Will? Feeling big, strong and soldiery?”

Will didn’t say a word for a full minute, just hung his head and exhaled. Finally he met their eyes again. “I’m always big and strong. Soldiery you might have to explain, Paris.”

She laughed, but it was quiet, and didn’t really reach her eyes.

“We get through this, and I promise, it will soon be over, then we can see how many more wild things you can do to me, okay?” David teased.

She hugged him, for some reason, as tightly as her small arms could, he thought. He stroked her back, not sure if what he’d said was good or bad. After a minute or so, she turned her head and whispered in his ear, “You’d better keep that promise, David Jansen.”

* * * *

The room wasn’t just a room, it was a sex shop, complete with silk scarves and a floor- to-ceiling mirror that David knew let everyone walking by get a full view of whatever they did. There were even a few couches and chairs meant to give enough room for a couple—or more people
—
to have sex.

He hated it immediately.

Will tipped his head and rubbed his buzz cut, but David could see his hard-on outlined under his BDUs. David tried ease his jealousy, and managed it fairly well, he thought, until Paris rubbed his arm.

“We have to do this,” she whispered in his ear. “So looking like you want to kill your friend is not helping him, is it?”

David scrubbed his face with his hand then nodded. Will let out a long, pent-up breath and seemed to relax. No doubt, his buddy was dealing with more of the side effects left over from the drug in his system. It came and went, he’d once said. David still got headaches, so he guessed it was the same for Will and his cock.

Paris kissed him on the jaw, running her fingers over his chest after. “I’m scared.”

She spoke so low he had trouble hearing her, but he did. She got his full attention, though, and he saw it there, in her eyes.

“Don’t be, princess. Just be you. I have a feeling this is going to be fun, how about that? Ever been tied up, you know”—he nodded to the scarves on the wall—“with silk?”

Will took one long black one down and trailed it through his hand, giving Paris a grin. She shook her head but turned to David for what to do.

“Just let me see you burn, okay? Nice, hot and sexy,” he whispered, taking her black dress and pressing it down off her shoulders. It went slowly, revealing inch after inch of her. By the time she used his shoulder to steady herself and step out of it, his cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum.

She was naked underneath. The dress wasn’t hers, but one of Sara’s she’d left behind. The dress turned Paris into some sexy model from New York, but naked, with the glow of oil he’d massaged into her skin after their shower, she stunned him even more.

“God damn, you’re gorgeous, Paris,” Will murmured, clearly impressed. The hotel had been dim, so David got that. Paris dazzled under the room’s lights. “You’re one lucky bastard,” he added.

She smiled and turned, giving him permission to tie her hands behind her back. She watched David while Will tied her, her eyes so light blue they were like chips of the sky.

“Jesus, Paris, you’re more than gorgeous,” David whispered and tugged his shirt off, then ditched his boots and pants right after. Her breasts were high and jutted up for his mouth with her hands behind her back like this. Both nipples were hard, and he could tell she was aroused from the blush that stained her pretty face.

Will stood back, undressing a bit slower, no doubt giving him time to settle Paris.

David didn’t waste the moment, he kissed her, igniting her that quickly. She was already breathless, but at his kiss, she moaned into his mouth, but when he lifted from her lips, she whispered, “Do you think anyone is watching?”

The worry in her tone made him madder than hell, but he hid it, or tried to and carefully caressed her cheek. “It’s just me. Concentrate on me, and I’ll make you come so many times, you might insist on this from now on.”

She laughed, then sucked in a shocked breath when he stroked down her lean stomach and lightly brushed his fingers over her bare mound, then gently circled her clit. “Oh, David,” she whispered, leaning her head on his chest.

“I’m on fire here, princess,” he warned her. “If anyone is watching, let’s give them a real show.”

“Because of the public sex?” she asked, then surprised him by nipping at his jaw. “Or me all helpless and tied up?”

He laughed, hearing Will chuckle, too. “Yeah, you helpless, beautiful and at my mercy.” But that wasn’t really it. It was her. She did this to him. Paris. “Now, how about you go to your knees and let me try something new?”

Her cheeks turned rosy, and he urged her down, watching so she didn’t hurt herself as he helped her. She smiled as he brushed a kiss over her cheek. “Damn you’re sexy when you follow orders.”

“David Jansen,” she whispered, clearly embarrassed.

He held off teasing her any more. He stepped back and admired the view of her on her knees, impressed again with just how stunning she was. He made her wait a little, sensing she was shedding her fears and getting hot over what they were doing. She met his eyes, daring him to stay away, not that he needed the encouragement. He wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands off her for too much longer. For some insane reason, ever since she’d so completely got how badly they needed her, he’d been on fire for her.

She seemed to sense it, and matched him with an arousal he could see made her shiver every few seconds simply from him watching her.

Biting her lip, she shifted her legs, no doubt trying to ease the ache between her thighs.

“That’s it, get hot for us This is going to be fast, but, baby, we’re going to turn you inside and out,” he warned, bending over to kiss her pink lips.

She shivered once again, especially when he straightened and urged her head up with a grip on her hair. When she lifted it, Will walked over, his cock out and ready for her.

“First, suck his cock. Give him that amazing mouth of yours while I give you something else to think about.”

Her breasts quivered on her deep exhalation. She’d been holding her breath, he knew, and the message that sent had his cock pulsing for her. No doubt her pussy was soaking wet, more than ready for him, and they’d just started. He crouched behind her and speared his erection between her legs so he could make certain she liked his orders. He smiled and bit down on her earlobe, then smoothed his hands possessively over her breasts.

“Paris, did you hear me? Suck his cock, princess. It’s big, but you can handle that, can’t you?”

She moaned and pushed back along his body. He positioned himself, but waited. When she opened her lips, Will took hold of the massive hard-on he was sporting and filled her mouth, then withdrew, urging her to keep her lips open, and did it again. David let her taste Will for a few seconds then thrust his hips. He glided inside her easier than he ever had before.

“Ah, fuck, yes, she’s wet and loving it. Don’t stop, Will,” he added.

Will gritted his teeth until his jaw bulged, but rested one hand on her head and with the other he gripped himself so he could feed her shallow thrusts.

David did the opposite.

She was primed, so ready to climax that he knew she wanted something more from him. He’d never fucked her like this, but at the first hard pass, then the next, he could tell she loved it.

Will groaned and threw his head back, a clear sign he wasn’t going to last either.