Chasing Demons (Angels and Sinners Book 3)

by Trixie Brewster

“You sure?” I need her to confirm what she is saying. I have been thinking of all the things that I could do to her. All the noises she would make for me. And only me.

  “Jag, I am more than sure.” She drops her arms down by her sides.

  “Dax, call me Dax when we are together,” I tell her as I move into my bathroom. She holds her own and doesn’t back down from me. Before I do anything with her, we need to set boundaries on what it is that she is comfortable with. Picking up my shirt from the floor, I hand it to her. The look of confusion and hurt is on her face. I don’t like it. “Chloe, we need to establish boundaries first.” She nods her head but doesn’t look back up at me. Lifting her chin with my finger so I can see her eyes. “Chloe, I want to see your eyes, don’t hide from me.”

  “Okay,” was all she said as she donned my shirt. I know it made me a selfish man, but I liked the look of my shirt on her. I had the urge to put my mark on her that told the world that she was mine. Sitting on the bed, I pulled her into my lap so we could talk. I wanted so much to just say ‘fuck it’ and have my way with her, but I felt the need to be gentle with her, which is something I never did, ever. That revelation shocked me to the core. I didn’t do soft, but with her, I wanted to, and I never craved touch, I didn’t do contact, but I wanted it from her, only her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I relished the feeling.

  Pulling away from her grip, I looked in her face and smiled, well, not really a full smile. My sadistic stepdad took that pure pleasure from me. “Tell me, Chloe, have you ever done anything non-vanilla before?”

  “Do you count watching?” I could tell she was thinking about whatever it was she saw, her eyes got a little bigger, the slight flush of her skin was a dead giveaway.

  “Depends on what and where were you?”

  “Zane’s club. I wasn’t kidding when I told you I went there sometimes. I’ve never partaken as Zane puts it. But I.” she tucked a loose strand behind her ear. “Well, I kind of watched.” She chewed on her bottom lip, there was a reason she was there.

  “Why did you go there?”

  “Before I tell you, I need you to understand that I am not crazy. I promise.” I laughed; there was no way in hell. I would think she was crazy.

  “Chloe, I would never think you were crazy.” She nodded her head and wrung her hands together. “Hey, if you don’t want to tell me you don’t have to. Okay?”

  “Yeah, I know. Listen, I see a therapist generally every two weeks. It’s nothing serious, just to help sometimes. Anyway, my therapist suggested I try the BDSM scene and see if it helped any.”

  “Well, did it?”

  “I never got the nerve to try it. I was curious, so I participated as a voyeur, but to me, it feels too intimate, to just you know, let someone do that and never see them again. Like I said before, I want something longer than a one-night stand.” I nodded to her. I got that. She wanted to be exclusive, I could do that. There wasn’t much that I had to give up.

  “Let's do this, let's make a list that you think you might like or want, and we can go from there, okay?” she nodded, getting up, I got some paper and a pen for her to start writing. I gave her some space to write things down. I was beginning to get worried as she continued to write words down. I figured she was going for some light spanking and maybe a flog or two. When she handed me the list, I was shocked. I would have never in a year think that this little gem was sitting in my bed.

  Chapter 12

  Chloe

  When I told Jag that I was curious about the scene that I have been watching for two years. I don’t think I made myself clear. I was ecstatic to find out that he was into the scene that might be my saving grace. I knew that I needed help beyond what medication could give me. I was so tired of feeling like a zombie. There were days that I wanted to cry, and I was unable to even shed a tear, and then there were other days where I just broke down over nothing. The old saying those who wait will reap the rewards that came to mind as I was writing down the different things I wanted to try. I knew I was writing a lot, but I couldn’t help my curiosity.

  I finally handed the paper to him; he looked at the paper and back at me. “Where have you been my whole fucking life?” I couldn’t keep the laugh in. I let it out in full force. It felt good to have a full-body smile. When I got myself back under control, he was looking at me seriously.

  “What?” I felt like he measured me up. His eyes were so intense, as he watched me. There was something in his eyes that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but there was pain for sure there.

  “Chloe, are you sure. I mean, I would love to help you explore all of this. But you need to know that I am not gentle, not as gentle as you deserve. Baby, I don’t want to hurt you or scare you.” My pulse raced, and my head spun as I took in his words.

  “Isn’t that what safe words are for.” I teased. He relaxed for second before he got serious again.

  “If you want, we can try some things tonight.” His serious look made my heart race thinking of finally getting my fantasy to come true. I couldn’t talk at the moment, so I nodded my head. “Need words, baby, I will ask you if your good, and I need you to talk to me.”

  “Yes.” Before I could react, he was on me. My hands went above my head as he pinned them down with one of his hands. I felt so vulnerable, and I loved it. His tongue invaded my mouth. I let out a whimper of need into his mouth. I wanted more. I craved more of all of it. I wanted to be the one that gave him what he needed. His other hand raised the shirt; he took it off my body. I laid there bared to him. I should have felt embarrassed laid out for him like this. But with the look of hunger, he was wearing; I could only feel like I belonged there in front of him. His other hand left my hands and ran his rough hands over my smooth skin. “So fucking beautiful.” He licked his lips as he moved between my legs. Pushing my thighs further apart, he licked his lips again. “So fucking wet.” He pulled my legs back and had me wholly exposed to him with my feet on the bed. I didn’t get a second thought before I felt his head between my legs. His beard tickled my thighs, and I let out a sigh. How many nights had I dreamed of having his face and beard between my legs? The real thing was so much better than my imagination.

  His tongue found my clit and circled it, he sucked and pulled, and I wanted so badly to pull his head closer, but I left my hands where they were. His hands found my nipples and pinched and stretched as I felt my body relax and then be pulled taut with pleasure. I had seen this very scene being played out, but I never in a thousand years would have believed that it felt this damn good. Letting out a moan, my back arched as his tongue found my entrance as his tongue fucked me as his grip on my nipples tightened. I was coming undone, I felt like I was about to be to come undone at the seams. “Oh, god, Dax, please, oh…” I didn’t know what I needed anymore; I just didn’t want him to stop. He pulled away and pulled my clit into his mouth, his lips pinched me down there. I screamed as I came, I came so hard I was whimpering.

  “So fucking beautiful when you come undone. You had put edging on your list.” He gave me that smile.

  “Yes,” I responded breathlessly. That was so intense I almost forgot my own name.

  “From now on, all your orgasms are mine.” I didn’t even know what to say to that. I was already wet and should have been spent, but I wanted more.

  I smiled at him, “yes, sir.” That response got me a growl.

  “Damn, I love hearing that.” The serious Jag was gone, and in its place was a different man. He had a few extra smiles, his eyes were softer. I guess this was Dax. “On your knees. Face the headboard.” The excitement in my body hummed with so much energy. I got into the doggy style position. I was hoping that this was it, that I would finally be given his dick that I have been craving for months now. “I am going to smack your ass. Do you want me to smack that ass?”

  “Yes, sir.” The smack that hit me took my breath away. There was pain, but I could feel my pussy clench and get even wetter. “More please more.” The next swat had
the same effect as the first. He gave me four more swats. I was trying so hard not to come. His hand found my wet pussy. His fingers found purchase as they slid in and out my head fell onto the mattress as I felt him pumping in and out of me.

  “Not yet. Not yet, baby.” I knew he was talking about me coming. I tried to think of anything but the end. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t want to disappoint him. His fingers slowed as he pulled out. “Good girl. Tell me, Chloe, do you want my cock?”

  I didn’t even think about my response. “Oh, god, yes!” I yelled out.

  “Hang onto the headboard. Remember what I told you. I am going to fuck you so hard you will feel me into next week.” Shivers went up my spine as I thought about being able to feel him inside me as I worked next week. I didn't get to dwell on my thoughts as I felt him behind me. Hands-On the headboard, I felt so worked up. His dick was at my entrance. He went slow at first, giving me time to adjust to his girth and his length. I have never felt so full in my life. The stretch as I took him in. “God, Chloe, you feel good, so damn tight.”

  His praise gave me Goosebumps and flutters in my stomach. He stilled for a second before he pulled back and thrust into me hard. The sound of skin on skin was all that was heard in the room. I could feel my impending orgasm from earlier, and I yelled out. “Sir, please, I want to come.” I have no idea where it came from.

  “Not yet.” He didn’t slow his pace down; he reached around and pinched my nipples. I focused on the pain that he was giving me to try and keep my orgasm at bay. As I focused on my nipple instead of his magic cock that was slamming into me, the orgasm receded. He let go of my nipples and amped up his speed and depth. My hands let go of the headboard, my head hit the mattress as he continued to fuck me. My mind went off as I felt everything, and then nothing all at once. I could hear his grunts and heavy breathing as he continued to slam into me. “Come, Chloe, baby, come.” My body took over, and the hardest orgasm of my life went through me. I yelled out as I felt my body pulse and twitch around him. Everything blacked out for a second, or it could have been hours.

  When I came to, I was lying on Dax’s chest. “Shhh. Don’t get up to fast.” I blinked a few times. Trying to figure out what happened. I gave up and sat up. “What happened?”

  “Subspace. It is supposed to feel amazing, but coming down can be a bitch. Here drink some water slowly.” I took the bottle of water, realized how thirsty I was. I tried not to chug it down.

  “Gee, I just figured you fucked my brains out,” I said with a smile. His smile hit me, and although I felt sore, I wanted to go again.

  “Well, in a way I did, I just sent you into subspace. That is something we have to watch.” I must have a confused look on my face. “If a sub goes into subspace easily, it can be dangerous. Especially when getting punished, you won't be able to tell me when to stop.”

  “Oh, but it felt amazing,” I told him honestly. I have never had more amazing sex in my life. I can now see why Zane and Todd love the experience so much they opened a club dedicated to the lifestyle. Dax has ruined me for anyone else, just after one time.

  “Glad you liked it. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I blinked a few times before I got my mind right, I didn’t feel like I hurt anywhere. I felt oddly relaxed.

  “No, but isn’t that the point?” apparently, I didn’t understand something.

  “Yes and no. It is supposed to be enjoyable for both the sub and Dom. If you don’t like something that I do, you tell me. A submissive has all the power in the scene. You might call me, sir, but it is your pleasure that I want. Seeing you enjoying yourself is a turn on for me. Seeing how you liked my hand on your ass, Chloe, there are no words for it.”

  “Hang on, so you're telling me that technically Todd has all of the power in his and Zane’s relationship or scenes?”

  “Maybe not in the relationship, but in the scenes, yes. Todd has all the power. As soon as the safe word is spoken, everything stops. If you don’t like something, we stop it and don’t come back to it until you say so. That is why communication is important. For this to work, you have to enjoy everything as well.”

  “Wow, I never knew that. So, will there ever be time that I can have control.” I ask with a smile. I wanted to ride his face and dick so bad.

  “Depends, what are you thinking of?” it was now or never. I took a deep breath and said it fast.

  “I want to ride you, like really ride you, your dick, and your face.” I could feel my cheeks heat up.

  “Really, how long have you wanted to do this?” He raised a brow at me and gave me that damned smile.

  “Oh my god, are you serious.” He growled at me.

  “Answer the question, Chloe.”

  “Um, well fuck it, since I saw you at the club.”

  “Is that all, anything else I should know?”

  “Really, is this interrogate Chloe time?” I mumbled under my breath. “Gee, Dax, I guess I can boost your ego, fine I have been masturbating to you since I moved into my house.” There it was out there, he knew my dirty little secret.

  “Damn woman, glad I wasn’t the only one. Chloe, I have been thinking of all the things I could do your sweet body since I saw you.”

  “So, does that mean I can ride you now?” putting the bottle of water on the nightstand, I waited for his answer. We were both still naked, we might have been under the covers, but he was already hard. I didn’t see the point in wasting a perfectly good hard-on.

  “I have a problem with touch; I am working on it…” I stopped him with my hand.

  “I get it, I do. So here is what I can do. I won't touch you. You can do all of the touching. We can work on it together, maybe one day.” I try, I get he doesn’t like touch. It sucks because there are days that I want hugs. I felt like if he could have me in his lap, then maybe there was hope that one day, perhaps not this week or in the next ten years, but one day, he would be able to like touch. He nodded his head.

  I lowered my voice, “Babe, I need words.” He rolled his eyes at me.

  “Yes, fuck, get your ass up here.” I let out a peal of giggles as I got on top of him. I would take just riding his dick for right now. Soon I planned on riding that beard and marking him as mine. God, I had problems, but right now, a dick wasn’t one.

  Sinking slowly down onto his dick, I let out a sigh. It felt so good to be in this position. I could feel him bottom out. “Fuck,” Dax yelled out as I slid back up and slammed myself down on him. Grinding myself on him, I let out a breathy moan. He gripped my hips hard enough to leave bruises, but I didn’t care as I moved faster. “Lean forward; I want your tit in my mouth.” I complied when his mouth latched onto my nipple and sucked hard I let out a moan. “More oh, god more, please. Sir.” The pain and pleasure was so good, so damned good. Dax took over, thrusting into me harder as my hips met his. I wasn’t going to last very much longer. I forgot to ask if I could come as my orgasm crept up on me and took me over the edge. “Fuck, fuck, Dax, oh, Dax,” I yelled out as I felt my eyes roll in the back of my head. Dax stilled under me.

  “You came without permission.” I didn’t know what to say. What was my punishment going to be? I smiled, thinking he would spank me again. He flipped us over. “You are not to come until I tell you.” Before I could respond, he slapped my clit. With him still inside me, all of the stimulations went over the top. He hit my clit a little harder as I cried out. “Don’t you dare come.” He reminded me. He thrust into me, then he stilled as he slapped my clit. He did this over and over again until I was screaming at him to let me come. “Please, Dax, sir, please let me come.”

  “I like it when you beg, beg some more.” He pulled my legs over his shoulders and slapped my clit a little harder then thrust into me. His hand came around my throat and put just a little pressure, I didn’t feel panic; instead, I felt my insides quiver with my orgasm. “Please, sir, please,” I begged again. I didn’t know how long he had me on edge and then brought me down only to bring me back up higher.

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��Come, baby, come now!” My orgasm plowed through me and took my breath away as my body convulsed around his dick. I could feel him speed up and pound into me. “Fuck, so fucking good.” He stilled as I felt his dick throb and release into me.

  Chapter 13

  Jag

  I made sure that Chloe made it home a couple of days ago. That woman shocked the shit out of me. I would have never thought that she would be what I needed. She was so damn receptive that it was shocking. She was a natural on top of that. When she asked to ride me, I couldn’t deny her. I didn’t want to refuse her. For that night, I felt like my demons were being chased away.

  I gave her my number again and told her to call me if she needed anything. Chloe was going to be different than the other girls that I kept on standby. I knew that those days would be over if I stayed with Chloe. Oddly I was okay with that. I would cut them loose soon. I wanted to do something that I never did, I wanted to take her out and show Chloe how a Dom takes care of is Sub. That is what she was, she was mine.

  “Alright fuckers, what do we have?” Brick asked during our weekly church meeting.

  “So far, the Grimm’s have been keeping their noses clean in our territory. But I figure that shit is about the stop.” Diesel chimes in. “With them working with the Bowman woman and the Rivets, I don’t see where we can avoid bloodshed.” Diesel looks to me. I had Diesel to look further into the two last month when I found out that the fucker was going to try something at the gala. What he found out was deplorable. There was no way that we could let something like this go down. Didn’t matter is she was with a brother or not, selling your own daughter shouldn’t go unpunished.

  “I have P still on Chloe. She should be safe. I doubt the asshole will make a move anytime soon.” I add. We found out after the gala that Ms. Bowman was getting paid by Rivet to court her daughter. Apparently, she blew through the late Arthur Bowman’s money. So, she conveniently sold her daughter to the highest bidder. I don’t know what is worse, having her daughter sold or buying flesh like it isn’t a problem. As far as I am concerned, I could put a bullet in each of their heads. They deserve nothing less. To top it all off, they might be working with the Grimm’s. That makes all of this even more delicate. Seeing that the Grimm’s are back in power again, we must tread lightly, the new President isn’t exactly sane. He calls himself Blitz, from what Diesel has been able to gather on him, he is a sick individual. Sicker in the head than I am. Now we don’t have proof that Chloe’s mother is working with the Grimm’s. It doesn’t mean that we aren’t watching, though.