grimly. “There’s someone out there who has a fixation on you, and until we find her, all of this may not be needed, but it damn sure is required.” He kissed her good-bye again before he left.
As Mark and Agent Montgomery strapped on their seat belts, Mark asked, “The
counselor? Nothing?”
“No. But it wouldn’t hurt to have a talk with him,” Nicolai told Mark, and leaned his
head against the headrest and closed his eyes.
CHAPTER 45
Late that night as Nicolai lay down on the soft hotel mattress, his mind replayed the soft
feminine voice he was becoming more and more intimate with.
There was something definitely ‘off’ about the voice, something was obvious he was
missing. He rubbed his temples wearily; the headaches were getting worse and were interfering with his abilities.
He slowed his breathing, and consciously relaxed each major muscle in his body. He
lowered his heart rate, slowly and methodically.
When he’d achieved the cadence and beat he needed, he opened his mind, and drifted
into a trancelike awareness. Reaching out across the miles, his dream self reached for, and connected with the only one who could help. “Dafina. I need you.”
CHAPTER 46
“It’s not so bad living with me is it?” Mark asked Maya, as she lay in front of him on his
king-sized bed.
“No. The last week hasn’t been too bad at all. If I can’t be in my own home, there’s no
other place I’d rather be, than with you.”
He felt the same. Beneath the dense braid that lay heavily on top of her exposed breasts,
his hand found and massaged the heavy orb, his thumb caressed the hard peak.
“The last few weeks we’ve spent most of our free time in your house, and it’s been great,
but it feels good having you here.”
His other hand traveled down the length of her small curves. He stopped at the small
triangle junction at the top of her legs, and stroked the hidden nub.
He delved one of his fingers inside, and withdrew it, saturated with her cream. After he
took a small lick, he groaned. “You taste so damn good, baby.” He spread the moisture back over her clit, and continued to stroke her.
“I don’t want this to end. I can’t imagine not being with you, now that you’ve become a
part of my life. When this case is over, I don’t want you to leave. If you don’t want to stay here, if you want to go back to your house we can do that, as long as we’re together. Say we’ll stay together,” he begged huskily, his throat clogged.
“Yes, Mark, of course I’ll stay,” she moaned, her head tossing against the front of his
chest.
With her agreement, he lifted her up and onto his aching, hard shaft, spearing her deeply
from behind. He took both of her hips in his hands and set the pace for their lovemaking. Slow at first he guided her, before the tight wet feel of her, demanded he increase the pace.
He lifted her thigh up and over his leg, as he continued to rock into her from the back. He kissed the side of her neck, her small shell-shaped ear, and her smooth brown throat, down to the back of her shoulders.
“Baby, you feel so good. I’ve never felt like this. Never. No matter how many times we make love, it only gets better. I love you so much,” he panted as he leveled her body on his.
He knew it was good for her, and he could easily come in this position, but he knew she
needed a little more to achieve her ultimate pleasure. “Push back, baby,” he instructed, and applied the right amount of pressure with his hands. When her orgasm broke, he felt his balls tingle, signaling his orgasm struggling to break free.
He flipped her on her back, and covered her body with his. He lifted both of her hands
high above her head, as he plunged harder, picking up the pace. His body demanded more as he surged into her. He welcomed the way her slick sheath milked his cock when she orgasmed for the second time.
Throwing his head back, he allowed the orgasm to flood his body, his coarse groans of
relief hard and long, as he emptied into her willing body.
Once his heartbeat had returned to semi-normal, Mark lifted his head and stared down at
the small woman who held his heart in his hands. Feelings of love and permanence flooded him as he voiced out loud what had been in his mind. “Let’s make a baby.”
Instantly, Mark felt the change come over her loose-limbed body. Instead of feeling her
soft pliant curves, he felt a rigidity invade her limbs.
Rolling away, Maya sat up and tried to get out of the bed. He placed one arm out and
easily restrained her. “What? What’s wrong? Okay. I know that didn’t come out right. But I
really would like to talk about it. What’s wrong?” He asked worriedly when she said nothing in response. He turned her back around to face him. “Maya what the hell is wrong?”
“I don’t know what to say. You took me by surprise. I’m not sure what to think. I’ve
never thought about children and me. I didn’t know my parents and I’m not sure if I would know how to care for a child,” she nearly stuttered her answer.
“Maya look at me. You are the most caring person I’ve ever known. You show love and
concern to women society has thrown away. You help without thought or a desire for
acknowledgment. ”
He saw her eyes avert his as he spoke. He wasn’t sure if she was listening to him at all.
“Sweetheart, you’re hardworking and loyal and it extends to everyone you come in
contact with. From an early age you nurtured your
