Finding You Bk. 02: Paradigm Shift

"Oh god, Marcus!" she cried out. She felt his chuckle vibrate into her pussy and the sensations made her eyes roll into the back of her head. His tongue licked at her labia, sucking one side then the other into his mouth where his teeth lightly nipped at the sensitive flesh making Tabby whimper and moan. When his lips latched onto her clit, Tabby thought her brain was going to implode. As he licked and flicked the nub with his tongue Tabby honestly thought that she got a snapshot of the inside of the back of her skull as her eyes spun like a slot machine in her head.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Marcus, please!" she wailed. He didn't let up, but added another level to her torment by sliding two, long, thick fingers into her opening and began to pump them in and out of her. He'd hooked his fingertips up and they were hitting a spot that made Tabby howl and clench fistfuls of the sheets to keep from shoving his head away from her. Her thighs began to shake and she was panting so hard that her breath sawed in and out of mouth so fast that her lungs barely had time to snatch oxygen from the air before the muscle spasms expelled it from her body.

"Please! Ohmigod!" she shrieked, thrusting her pelvis in time with his attack. "Please Marcus! It's too much!" Pressure built in her abdomen and Tabby suddenly got the horrifying feeling that she was about to lose control of her bladder.

"Stop! Stop! I gotta go to the bathroom!"

Marcus's mouth left her clit long enough for him to reassure her. "Let it go, angel. You're going to cum so hard, baby. Let it go."

Fuck him and those devilish fingers. He was trying to kill her.

"I can't!" she cried, frantically trying to escape his grasp. "I'm gonna pee, Marcus!"

"No you're not. Trust me! Let go, baby. I'll be here to catch you!" Marcus increased the speed of his fingers, making sure to keep up the friction on Tabby's g-spot until he felt the first wave of ripples start in the tight muscular walls of her pussy. Fluid leaked and dripped from her but she stubbornly clung right on the edge, fighting the urgent need to release with everything she had. Her body was primed and ready, it was only her fear holding her from going over.

"Oh god! Marcus. It hurts!" Tears dripped down her face and she thrashed under his hold, bucking against his other hand and grinding herself onto his fingers.

"I know, angel, I'm going to help you." Marcus knew what she needed to break her mind's lockdown on her body. He brought his other hand up and struck her swollen clit with a several stinging slaps and the unexpected shock was all it took to detonate the bomb ticking in Tabby's core.

A scream tore from Tabby's throat as the orgasm shattered the last of her resistance and wrested control from her frozen brain. Her hips arched off the bed, her vaginal muscles clenched around his fingers, and a gushing spray of liquid erupted out of her pussy to drench Marcus and the bed sheets beneath her in a warm shower.

Marcus plunged his face down and sucked at her sopping wet pussy, loving the taste of her nectar as it flowed into his mouth. He was delighted to see that she was capable of squirting and couldn't wait to share the revelation with Cooper. He sucked at her until her hands pushed at his head and she begged him to stop.

"Too...sensitive," she whimpered, her muscles still trembling with multiple aftershocks caused by his talented mouth. "...can't take...any...more."

Hearing the exhausted plea, Marcus decided to take pity on her and climbed back up until his face hovered over her damp, flushed one. He fisted his pulsing erection and pressed it to her opening. "My turn, angel," he said and thrust inside her wetness.

Tabby's eyes flew open, going unfocused as she gasped at the intrusion into her body. A brief stab of pain flared and then softened into molten heat as his girth stretched and filled her. Her pussy was so sensitive that the feel of him was almost more than she could take, making her mewl and shudder as he took control of her body.

"Marcus," she hissed.

"Shh, baby. Just feel..." He pulled out and rubbed the tip of his cock against her throbbing clit until he had her writhing and on the verge of tears with desperation. Satisfied, Marcus found her sopping opening and surged inside, feeling Tabby's hands turn to claws on his back as she wailed his name. With a growl, Marcus' beast took over and Marcus lost control.

CHAPTER 60

Damp hair hung down, framing his face as perspiration dripped onto Tabby's skin. Whenever she opened her eyes, she caught glimpses of his shining, black irises staring down into hers as his cock relentlessly pounded into her. He looked like a man possessed as he pushed her closer to another climax and Tabby knew that she was looking into the eyes of the beast at that moment. Marcus the man had receded into the background and it was the dragon driving her to her next orgasm.

His face contorted into a snarl and he thrust with punishing force, making Tabby cry out from the overwhelming pleasure flooding her body.

"Mine," he growled through gritted teeth. "Mine. Mine. Mine."

One of her hands left his back and she stroked his cheek, his clenched jaw muscles feeling like stone beneath her fingertips. "Yours," she murmured back and his eyes blazed back at her.

Marcus was lost in the fury of fucking his woman. He knew that he had to be hurting her, so soon after losing her virginity, and it made a part of him feel like such a bastard, but he was powerless to stop his cock from plunging into her. The pressure in his balls had him groaning, cursing, and driving forward, pursued by the biological imperative to claim his woman.

With a barked curse, Marcus came with blinding force and collapsed onto of her as his balls emptied themselves into her body. "Oh fuck, angel," he groaned, overcome by the pleasure-pain of his violent orgasm.

When the spasms stopped, Marcus rolled them onto his back, bringing Tabitha's limp body cradled in his arms. He stroked her sweat-soaked hair off her face and held her tight to his heaving chest. "Did I hurt you, angel?" he asked, trying to see her eyes and gauge her condition.

She shook her head, unable to do more than to surrender to the continuous shudders that shook her body. She'd lost count of how many orgasms she'd had as they had rolled one into another, catching her up in the storm. Even with his cock gone from her body, the sensations still rocked her and she whimpered as another aftershock hit her.

"Shh, angel. I've got you," Marcus' voice penetrated the whimper in her head as her body seized up from another aftershock. He held her and caressed her back, murmuring quietly to her until her muscles released all their tension and she sagged heavily onto his chest in a semi-slumber.

A ping from the phone on the nightstand beside the bed announced an incoming text. Marcus reached out a hand to grab it, checked the message and groaned as he tossed the phone back on the table with a clunk.

"C'mon, angel. Time to get our butts into the shower." He kissed her glowing cheek and let her slide off him.

Tabby muttered a protest at having lost her warm sleeping place and Marcus had her giggling madly as he attacked her belly with tickling fingers.

She batted his hands away and rolled breathlessly out of his reach. "Stop, stop! Okay, I'm up!"

"As much as I'd like nothing more than to stay in this bed, naked and fucking you, angel, Cooper is on his way over." Marcus' stomach gave a loud gurgle and he gave her a wink. "And I think we need to refuel after burning up so many calories."

"Mmmm...food," Tabby hummed, her own stomach feeling hollow, and got to her feet. Marcus climbed out behind her and she spied the ruined bedding behind him and had to smother another giggling fit behind her palm.

His eyebrow shot up in amused confusion. "You're going to give a guy a complex with that constant laughter. Care to explain what's so funny this time, angel?"

"Sorry," she laughed and cocked her head at the bed. "Looks like we ruined that set of sheets too."

Marcus turned around and saw what she meant. The once crisp sheets were a mass of creases and damp stains, evidence of the debauchery that had occurred there.

"Oh well," he winked at her, his chest swelling with masculine pride. "Good thing I have a large capacity washing machine!" His arm came around her and he guided her to the bathroom. "And lots of extra sheets. C'mon, angel. We reek of sex and don't want to make poor Cooper jealous."

They climbed into the steaming shower and Tabby purred with pleasure as the hot water cascaded down her back. She hissed a little when it hit her sore butt, but the heat felt too good on her aching muscles to move away. Marcus ran his hands over her hair; wetting and smoothing it down under the spray of the shower head. Tabby dipped forward, intending to grab the shampoo bottle, when he wound his hand in her long hair and gently stopped her, then pulled her upright, turning her face to look him in the eye.

"Let me take care of you, pet. It's my fault that you're in this deplorable condition," he said with a cocky smirk. "And it's my job to put you back to rights." In addition, though Marcus would never admit to it, taking care of her afterwards was fast becoming one of his most favorite tasks.

She was his to use and his to tend to afterwards. Soon he'd be sharing her with Cooper and he was feeling a little possessive of this quiet time with her. Not that he was uncomfortable about sharing with his brother, it only made him want to cherish these one-on-one times with Tabitha even more.

With gentle hands, Marcus removed the hair tie from the end of Tabby's long braid and carefully undid the thick plait. He squeezed a bit of shampoo into his palm and began working the soap into her hair. Tabby sighed and closed her eyes, succumbing to the wonderful feeling of his strong hands massaging the shampoo into a rich lather.

Marcus couldn't resist tugging her closer to him as he washed her hair. She was humming with pleasure and he was glad to see her tense muscles relax under his touch. Using the hand shower, he rinsed out all the suds then applied conditioner to help keep her luxurious hair detangled and healthy. Foregoing the use of a washcloth, he poured some body wash into his hand and began to lather it onto the skin of her back. Touching her was almost unbearable in the pleasure it gave him and he took his time cleaning her, enjoying the silky warmth of her skin and the smooth contours of her curves under his hands. When his hands found their way to her front, they went immediately to her breasts, Marcus grinned behind her at the way her heart sped up and her breathing hitched as he kneaded the suds over the soft flesh and teased her nipples into stiff nubs.

Tabby was in heaven. Hot water and Marcus all over her had transported her into another dimension, leaving all her aches and pains behind in a fog of decadent pleasure. Marcus was obviously enjoying himself too, judging by the erection that kept bumping against her rear, but she resisted the urge to tease him - she was too sore inside to want to tempt him into taking her again, even if every cell in her body screamed for more.

When his big hands glided over her stomach, she squirmed and giggled, sliding against his body as he teased her bellybutton. The presence of his erection was difficult to ignore as its length was sandwiched between their bodies.

Marcus bent down and nipped her ear playfully. "Keep wiggling like that, angel and you're going to find yourself bent over with my cock inside you again."

"As delightful as that sounds, Sir," she gave her ass a cheeky wriggle and the sharp intake of Marcus' breath made her glow with feminine power. "Cooper will be here soon, we don't have the time."

A husky laugh filled her ears and sent waves of erotic tingles down her spine. "Love, he'd just strip and join us in here." Marcus' fingers found her cleft and homed in on her clit. Tabby jerked at his intimate touch and shuddered as arousal heated her core. "Are you ready to take on two of us, angel?" he murmured, bringing her to orgasm faster than Tabby though could happen.

"Yes!" she breathed as her knees gave way. Marcus had his other arm around her and held her up until she was able to stand on her own again.

He buried his face in her wet hair and kissed the top of her head. "Good answer, pet. Good answer."

Tabby couldn't remember what she'd just answered to, her brain cells were too busy popping like soap bubbles in her head for her to have been paying attention, but it made Marcus happy so it couldn't have been a bad thing...right? Rinsed off and sent out to get dressed, Tabby left Marcus in the shower to finish cleaning himself. She was rummaging through the overnight bag that Petra had packed her when Marcus' voice came out of the shower.

"No clothes, angel. I want you naked," he called.

With a grimace, Tabby stuck her tongue out defiantly in the direction of the open bathroom door, confident that Marcus couldn't see her. Not two seconds later, his rich, deep chuckle rumbled out over the spray of the shower.

"I may not be able to see you pet, but I felt the vibes you just sent my way. Did you enjoy your spanking last night so much that you're already looking for round two?"

Tabby's stomach churned with a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

Shit! This bond thing wasn't something to screw around with, she thought with a shock. "Um, no Sir. Sorry, Sir," she replied sweetly, sticking her head into the steamy bathroom to find Marcus' dripping face grinning back at her.

"You're so god damn beautiful, angel," he murmured. "That's why I want to see you naked. It's selfish and self-serving, I know, but that is one of the perks of having a submissive." His eyes heated as he ran his gaze over her body. "Your body is for my pleasure, pet. Better get used to it because you are going to be naked most of the time."

CHAPTER 61

Tabby dropped her eyes, her gaze landing right on his swollen shaft. He had one fist lathered up and had been stroking himself slowly while he'd been talking to her.

"This is why I want you bared for me, angel. I'm so fucking hard when you're around me that there will be times when I'll want to take you fast and waiting for clothing to be shed would take too long." His hand was moving faster and Tabby couldn't tear her eyes of the erotic dance his closed fist was doing over and around his manhood.

"Watch me, angel. If you ever doubt how much I want you, remember the expression on my face as I cum while looking at you." Marcus grunted and suddenly creamy streaks of white hit the glass shower enclosure. Tabby's breath had become heavy in her chest and when she moved, she felt trickles of moisture escape her pussy and dampen her thighs.

She glanced up and Marcus stared right back at her, his forehead resting on the glass. "Go now, angel, so long as my eyes are on you, all I can think about is fucking that sweet pussy of yours again. If you stay there much longer, I'm coming after you and hauling you back in here with me."

Tabby jerked herself back to reality and gave him a quick nod. "Yes, Sir."

Once out of his sight, oxygen returned to her lungs and the tightness disappeared. She wondered if she would ever get used to the intensity of being around Marcus. It was like being under a spell, one so deliriously wonderful that she never wanted it to end. It was only when it did, did she realise how much energy their bond took out of her. An image of the dragon tattoo on Marcus' chest flashed in front of her mind's eye and the way she had thought the dragon was absorbing some of the angel's light. That was how she felt right now, as if she had been sharing part of her energy, that the connection she had with Marcus, joined them and allowed him to siphon some of it off, leaving her depleted, yet fed in return.

She shook her head and decided to stop trying to analyze every nuance and sensation; it was an impossible task as she was in uncharted territory and everything and every feeling was brand new to her. She zipped her carryall up with a sigh, saying a silent goodbye to the pretty things Petra had purchased for her to wear.

She left the sound of the shower behind her and wandered down the hall into the sunlit living room. It felt very odd, not only being in a strange house, but also being stark naked in a strange house. Her anxious eyes scanned every nook and corner, looking for eyes watching her. The sensation of being so exposed unnerved her and she instinctively wrapped her arms around her breasts and hugged herself for comfort. It was cool in Marcus' house but not cold, she still shivered, but it was more from the fact that she didn't know what to do with herself than any discomfort.

Spying the remote for the big, plasma TV, she grabbed it up and pressed the power button. The TV flared to life and a second later, sound funneled out from hidden speakers from all directions. Tabby did a double take, gawking at the TV screen then hurriedly looking around for a clock to confirm the time that the announcer had just provided. It was ten past twelve in the afternoon! They had spent half the day in bed!

Aware of the time and the missed meals, Tabby's stomach gave an irritated grumble, demanding attention, reminding her that while sex and sleep were fine and dandy, if she wanted to keep up with Marcus, she was going to need fuel in her tank. Compelled by her very empty tummy to find food, Tabby dropped the remote on the sofa and gravitated into the kitchen. She made a beeline for the huge stainless steel fridge door and yanked it opened to see what Marcus had to eat, not really expecting to find much in a bachelor's kitchen.

Her eyes beamed at the bounty she found neatly arranged on the shelves and was pleasantly surprised to discover a fully stocked fridge full of fresh and gourmet ingredients. As she eyed the free-range eggs, organic meats and veggies, Tabby was in heaven, her busy brain deciding what to make with all the lovely ingredients to choose from. Marcus had said that he was hungry and Cooper was on his way over. If there was one thing Tabby knew about men, it was that they were almost perpetually hungry...or horny...or both.

She grinned and decided to whip up a surprise brunch for both of them. It wouldn't help with the horny part, but at least she could keep them occupied eating so that she could recover a bit.

After pulling out the ingredients she needed, she began opening cupboards in search of spices and seasonings. She was rinsing off some green and red peppers when a bit of water splashed onto her belly reminding her that she was naked. Frowning in dismay, Tabby looked at the bacon and ground pork that she had set on the counter and then gave the frying pan a horrified look. Wincing at the thought of frying fatty, splattering bacon without clothing on gave her pause to think about protecting her vulnerable skin. Her eyes scanned the kitchen, searching for anything that she could throw on to cover herself when her gaze caught a corner of fabric trapped in the pantry door. Rushing over, she opened it to find a black apron hanging on a hook on the inside of the door.

"Hallelujah!" she exclaimed, gratefully throwing the loop over her head. The thing could only have been Marcus' because it was so long that the bottom hem fell past her knees.

Did everything about the man have to come in size humongous? She laughed, blushing at one particularly large thing about him that she quite enjoyed, and readjusted the neck strap so that it shortened it a bit and had to wrap the ties around her waist twice to use up the slack. Once covered up, Tabby breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that the apron wouldn't piss off Marcus. She technically wasn't dressed, as her bruised backside could attest too, but she wasn't completely naked either. Dreading the thought of trying to cook naked, Tabby hoped that he'd see the need for the apron and understand.