Cassius, Stevens, Madison [moboreader txt] 📗

hard to feel anything but the wonderful pressure spreading from her center.

Another climax shot through her. This time Kendra didn’t scream or moan. Nothing came out but a strangled yelp. Her entire body shook as her muscles clamped onto the cock inside her and tried to drain it.

If CJ had pulled out, she would have had a record long orgasm anyway, but he didn’t stop. He continued slamming into her, extending the climax and making it hard to see where the world ended and the sex began. Stars swam in her eyes, and time ceased to have any meaning. There were only their bodies together.

Kendra clamped around CJ again. She writhed with pleasure. She couldn’t take much more of this. The sex might drive her insane.

“Almost… there,” CJ muttered through gritted teeth.

It took Kendra a couple seconds to parse the words. Her rational mind had been all but obliterated by the handsome machine pounding into her and overwhelming her with pleasure.

Kendra tried to slow her breathing, but her body wouldn’t let her. Sweat soaked her entire body and the sheet beneath her. This was more draining than any obstacle race.

CJ’s loud grunts dominated the room in time with him piercing her and adding new fuel for another orgasm. His stamina was incredible. He’d kept up an intense rhythm for a long time, ensuring she’d have the orgasms.

Her toes curled as the waves crashed against the shore, ready to break through the dam. CJ continued his work, his grunts louder and more urgent. Kendra couldn’t take any more.

This time, she cried out her release. She tightened around him, and CJ shouted and stopped, still shoved deep into her. He coated her insides with his warm seed.

They remained there for a moment, Kendra bent over the bed and CJ standing behind her. Their ragged breathing and slick bodies were a testament to the passion they’d shared.

Kendra knew that pounding would leave her sore. That soreness might even impact her on the course, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She’d lose every race and competition for the rest of time if it meant sex like that.

CJ’s strong arms picked her up and set her on her back on the bed. He crawled onto it and straddled her before leaning in to give her a kiss. “You ready for more?”

Kendra gasped. “More?”

CJ grinned. “I could go all day and night, but we both have crap we have to do, so we might as well have as much fun as we can in the meantime.”

It’d been a long time since she’d been with someone who didn’t roll over and start snoring after he came once. The anticipated soreness might not be fun, but the residual tingle in her body from her orgasms prodded her to agree.

Kendra trailed her fingers down his arms. “I think I’m already falling head over heels for you.”

“Are you now?” CJ asked, not sounding surprised.

“I guess the sex was that good.” Kendra laughed. “You should be proud.”

CJ shook his head. “It wasn’t about sex. It never was.”

“Oh? What do you think then?”

“It was about finding the right man.” CJ shoved into her. “I’m falling for you, too.”

“Then keep screwing me until I pass out.”

Chapter Fifteen

CJ stared at the keycard in his hand. He’d texted Julius to say he was on his way back, but the short ride to the motel hadn’t given CJ a lot of time to think about what he was going to tell the other hybrid about what he’d been doing that morning. Julius would be able to tell, but that wouldn’t be enough.

Kendra was CJ’s Vestal. He’d thought he had no doubts before, but after bonding with her, he realized that he’d earlier, on some deep level, still clung to questions about if he’d been right and he was deluding himself. Their shared passion together confirmed her true identity to the point no part of him, his heart, head, and soul, could object.

He grunted and shook his head. The answered questions led to other problems. She might be falling for him, but she didn’t know who he really was. His contacts along with the occasional closing his eyes kept most of the natural light marking his hybrid passion from getting out, along with some positioning tricks.

CJ slid the card through the lock. The door clicked, and he pushed it open to trudge inside.

He couldn’t let it bother him. The truth about Kendra could wait. Now that he’d bonded with her, in a way he felt more relaxed, and it wasn’t just because of all the times they’d come together. A mere probability had become a certainty. All they needed to do was finish the mission, and he could be open and honest with Kendra.

She’d understand why he’d had to lie. People understood the dangers hybrids faced.

CJ nodded to himself and entered the room, resolved to finish the mission as soon as possible. Julius sat tapping away on a computer.

“Let’s plan out tonight’s recon,” CJ said.

Julius looked his way. “Sounds good to me.”

* * *

CJ was surprised by how little security there was. They’d spent an hour watching from outside and established the routine. A single guard patrolled the fence perimeter from inside, walking it once every thirty minutes. There were cameras here and there, but plenty of blind spots. They hadn’t seen anyone else come or go from the security station nor the sportsplex building.

No one had bothered to stick a camera in front of the security station. The hybrids had timed the guard’s patrol, and then darted over the fence with ease before flitting from shadow to shadow and approaching the building.

Julius chuckled and shook his head. “This is going to be easier than I thought.” He pulled out a pouch containing lockpicking tools and went to work on the security station door. “We get so used to taking on military-level targets that we forget that the average person isn’t that secure.”

CJ’s doubts about the involvement of Ouroboros grew. He doubted they