by Khloe Wren
“You are such a good man, Jared Walker. Better than I deserve.”
He winced. “I’m no prince, sweetheart, but I want to take care of you more than anything else in this world.”
“That, right there, makes you my prince, Blade.”
I slid my hands down his neck to where I started to push the leather off his shoulders. He wrapped his hands around my wrists before I got very far.
“You sure, Veronica? If you want, I can just hold you while you sleep. If you’re not up to it, I can wait.”
Tears pricked my eyes at his sweetness. This former mobster, who was now an MC member, was possibly the sweetest man I’d ever met. He’d been so unexpected.
“I’m sure, Blade. Help me burn away some more of those old memories.”
He gave me a nod, then rose up to his feet. He carefully removed his vest and hung it over the back of the chair that had my bag sitting on it. Then he pulled his shirt over his head and I got a little breathless taking in all the muscular real estate he’d just revealed. He dropped his shirt then glanced over at me with a smirk and a twinkle in his eyes.
“You gonna join me stripping off, or do you want me to do it for us both?”
Heat flared over my cheeks and I forced my mouth closed from where it had dropped open at some point. I stood awkwardly and went for the bottom of my shirt. As I pulled it over my head, memories tried to encroach on the moment. Tried to remind me of the last time a man made me strip for him. But this was different. I looked up at Blade, desperate to see his bright blue eyes. I had no clue why, but something about them grounded me.
After toeing off his boots and losing his socks, he looked up and with a frown, barreled toward me.
“Veronica, we’re fine. It’s just you and me here. No pressure. What was the trigger? I need to know so we don’t hit it again, sweetheart.”
I felt like an absolute fool. Who the fuck freaked out over stripping for their lover?
“Taking my clothes off. He used to make me—”
A lump in my throat cut me off but he didn’t push. Just leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to my lips before moving back and running his hands up my sides.
“Well, then, guess it’ll just be up to me to unwrap you each time. Trust me, my little dove, I have no problem with that.”
As he unclipped my bra, he kissed me again, holding my gaze until I let my lids drop closed as I got lost in the way he was mastering my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he continued to distract me with his tongue and lips, while his hands set about stripping away the rest of my clothes. By the time he pulled away again, I was naked and panting for him. He stepped back and let his gaze drop to run over my body, and this time he didn’t linger on my hip and the ink there but moved straight over it.
“So fucking beautiful, little dove.”
He flicked open his fly and after hooking his thumbs in the top, he paused. “You ready?”
His whole body was tense, like he was holding himself in check. I was beyond ready for tonight with him, but I couldn’t have him stopping to see if I was okay every couple of minutes. The past was firmly back in its box now, and I refused to allow it to ruin this night.
I stepped up to him and as I spoke, I slid my hands inside his pants and hooked my thumbs under the waistband of his underwear.
“I’m more than ready, but, Blade, you can’t keep stopping to check in with me. I know I’m broken, but I don’t want to be. Tonight, I need you to help make me feel normal. Before you, I’d never willingly taken a lover. You’re my first. I want to be able to look back on tonight and remember how you overwhelmed me, how I couldn’t think of a damn thing but you all night long. Not how my past ruined it all.”
I shoved his pants and underwear down over his hips. As the material dropped down his legs, a growl rumbled from his chest, making my skin tingle.
“You letting me off my leash? Be careful, love. Once we start, I’m not sure I’ll be able to pull back and I can get rough.”
I hadn’t wanted to, but I had to admit that I was rapidly falling in love with this man, and I knew even if I had a freak-out in the middle of us having sex, he’d find a way to stop, to pull back. Because that was the kind of man he was. Feeling brave, I wrapped my hand around his hard erection, giving it a solid stroke and drawing a full body shudder from him.
“Give me your true self, Blade, not a muted version you think is all I can handle. I think I might just like you getting a little rough.”
His head lowered and he looked at me from under his lashes before he growled words out at me. “You’re in for it now, my little dove.”
He took hold of my wrist, pulling my grip off his erection. Then he had his hands around my waist and I was in the air a moment before landing on the mattress with a gasp. Before I could move an inch, he was on the bed between my thighs.
“Told you earlier that I was gonna make a meal outta you, and I’m a man of my word, darlin’.”
With the first swipe of his talented tongue, my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. I’d never felt anything like the pleasure that raced through my body when he touched me like this. I reached out to take handfuls of the bedding as he proceeded to do just as he said he would. Make a meal out of me in the best possible way.
Blade
This woman was going to slay me. She’d been badly abused. I might not have the details yet but it was obvious she had some PTSD going on from whatever she’d been put through. Yet here she was, shattering apart under my tongue and fingers. Fuck me. When she’d taunted me earlier to give her all I had, she’d been offering me everything I’d been wanting to give her since we’d met.
With one last lick up her center, I moved up her body until our faces were level. Her eyes were soft from the orgasm she’d just had, and she was completely relaxed against the bed.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous when you come.”
Remembering what she’d told me previously about my eyes, about how if she could see them she’d be fine, I made a mental note to make sure she could see my face no matter what we did tonight. I’d told her I wasn’t sure I could pull back if what I did got too much for her, but I knew that was bullshit. The first sign she was freaking out and I’d stop on a dime. No question about it. But I was praying that didn’t happen.
I lowered my mouth to hers and plunged my tongue in deep, letting her get a taste of herself. She moaned and her hands slid up my chest and neck until she was cupping my face. She was so damn sweet. I thrust my hips, rubbing my hard cock through her slick folds as I kept kissing her until she was writhing beneath me, wanting this as much as I did.
Tearing my lips from hers, I lunged for the edge of the bed, scrambling to get the drawer open on the nightstand. Pulling a strip of condoms out, I snapped one off and tossed the rest on the top for later. No way was one gonna be enough for tonight. Then I shifted to kneel between her thighs, so I could take her in while I rolled it on. Her gaze was switching between my face and my hands on my cock and I smirked at her as I gave myself a few lazy strokes.
“Gonna make you mine, Veronica. Tell me what I wanna hear. That you’re mine.”
She ran that tempting little tongue over her lower lip before lifting her gaze to mine from where she’d been watching me work my cock.
“I’m yours, Blade. Only yours.”
“Damn straight.” I growled the words out so low, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she hadn’t been able to make out what I’d said.
I gripped her hips and pulled her down the bed, lifting her up in line with my cock. She wrapped her legs around my waist, holding herself up as I released one hand so I could take my dick and press the head against her soft, slick opening. I groaned at the feel of her heat, wishing like fuck that I didn’t need to wear the condom. I’d never fucked without one before, but with Veronica, I wanted it. I wanted to know she held my seed within her. Carried it around all day, like a brand, marking her as mine.
I teased her opening for a few moments, slid
ing the head of my dick back and forth until she was arching her hips, trying to get more of me inside of her. Only then did I re-grip her hips and slam deep within her.
She screamed my name and her back arched off the bed as her tight channel rippled around my length. I leaned forward over her and took a nipple deep in my mouth as I began to move my hips, thrusting in and out of her perfect body. I wasn’t going to last long this first time, I’d been too desperate for her. But I wanted her to come again before I did. I moved to flick my thumb over her clit but the moment I made contact, it wasn’t arousal that crossed her expression, but fear. Fuck, no way was I letting her demons ruin this. Quickly I abandoned her clit and reached for her left breast, tweaking her nipple hard before I leaned down and nipped at her jawline.
“There’s no place for your demons here. They can’t fucking have you. You’re mine.”
With each of my hard thrusts I made sure to grind against her clit, her eyes were wide and her mouth open as she panted, but there were no signs of fear anymore. She was back with me, one-hundred percent. Elation flowed through me. We could do this. I just needed to pay attention and draw her back to me when the demons tried to drag her away. And I had to admit, it made me damn fucking happy that all it took was a little pain mixed in with her pleasure to have her back with me.
“You’re gonna come for me, little dove. For. Me. No one else.”
She swallowed and the movement of her throat drew my attention. I wrapped my hand around her neck, applying just enough pressure for her to feel me there, and for me to feel her swallowing again. I lowered my face so our noses were nearly touching, our breaths mingling as I continued to shift deep inside her, taking her hard enough that her whole body moved with each penetration.
I locked my gaze on hers, fucking loving how she looked drunk on passion as I sped up my thrusts.
“Come. Right now, come for me.”
I tightened my hand on her throat a fraction and her mouth dropped open as her body tensed, but it wasn’t fear that had her on edge. Looked like my girl really did like me rough and raw. Her fingers wrapped around my shoulders, and my right shoulder let out a holler in pain as she dug her nails into the edge of the burn but I didn’t give a fuck because her core tightened up on me and she came, screaming my name, dragging me with her.
When I could think again, I had my face buried in her neck as my hips continued to slowly pump against her. I’d come harder than I ever had but my cock was still half hard, wanting more of this woman. Realizing she couldn’t see my eyes in my current position, I shifted and lifted up to look into her face. I grinned when I saw they were closed, her mouth was tilted up in a small smile.
Reluctantly, I pulled free from her and rolled off the bed. In the bathroom, I quickly disposed of the condom, cleaned myself up then wet a cloth. When I returned, I chuckled softly at the fact she’d not moved an inch. When I pressed the warm cloth against her pussy, she jolted and her eyes flew open.
“What—”
“Just cleaning you up, little dove. Relax, get a little rest. I’ll be at you again soon enough.” I gave her a smirk as I tossed the towel on the nightstand then pulled her so she was draped over my chest. “Got a feeling I’m never gonna get my fill of your sexy self, so be prepared to not sleep much whenever we spend the night together.”
Which, if I had my way, would be every damn night.
I rolled to the side and she snuggled in against me, I was beginning to drift off myself when I heard her sniffle and stiffened.
“Veronica?” With a finger under her chin, I lifted her head so I could see her face. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
She’d appeared to enjoy what we did, but I had gotten rough. I knew a lot of women didn’t like their throat to be held like I had held hers.
After licking her lips, she gave me a smile through her tears. “You were wonderful. Perfect. These are happy tears. I honestly didn’t know if I could do this—have sex—without freaking out. But with you, I did, and it was so very good. You have no idea how much of a relief that is.”
I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple as my heart swelled for this woman.
“I got a fair idea, little dove.”
Because she wasn’t the only one that life had fucked over. Sure, my damage was different than hers, but I hadn’t thought I was capable of loving a woman like I did Veronica. I’d loved Josefina, but that had been a different type of love, that of a sibling or parent. This, with Veronica, was so much more powerful and it fucking killed me that I didn’t even know her real name. How could I keep her safe when she still held on to so many of her secrets?
I forced that thought away as I looked down at the curvy body wrapped in my arms. Hopefully she would trust me with her secrets soon, so I could prove to her that I was man enough to handle them all and to keep her safe. No matter what the future threw at us.
Elita Sabella
Seeing the call was from Nicolas, my man that I’d sent out into the field, I lifted the receiver to my ear.
“You better be ringing with good news.”
“I’ve located the target. Looks like he’s settled here in Bridgewater, Texas. I can also confirm he has a woman. She’s a nurse at the local hospital.”
My lips stretched into a wide grin. “Excellent.”
I glanced briefly at my toy in the corner. Seemed the traitor liked to pull medical people into his web. No matter. A woman of my standing, with the businesses I ran, could always use more people with medical training who wouldn’t ask questions. I grinned at my toy, who shuddered against his bonds. Of course, patching up my injured staff wasn’t the only thing I had them do. Or, rather, it wasn’t the only thing I had done to them.
“What do you want me to do next?”
I tapped one of my long, blood-red manicured nails against my desk. The large, heavy, oak piece of furniture that had been my father’s until he’d recently been taken down by a traitor, as I contemplated what to tell Nicolas. “Keep observing for now. Get me all the information you can on his movements, and that of his little nurse. Then, when we’re ready to strike, I’ll have you grab her and bring her to me. Alive.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I hung up the phone and placed it carefully on the desk as my thoughts ran wild. Finally I would get to deliver vengeance against the traitor who took my father from me. As soon as all the other elements I had planned out were ready to go, his house of cards was going to tumble and fall, and I’d be there to watch it all.
A chain rattling from the corner of my office had me turning my attention that way. With another wide grin I stood from my desk, unbuttoning my jacket as I made my way over to my little toy. The high and mighty Dr. Maestro didn’t look so full of himself now. Not at all. Naked and shackled, he was here to please me in any way I wished as penance for helping that good-for-nothing traitor who’d killed my father, the great Antonio Sabella.
“Hmm. I think a celebration is in order. What do you say, boy?”
He whimpered as I ran my nail down the side of his face.
“No words for your mistress? I’m almost saddened if we’ve broken you so quickly. Stand up.”
He stood, and the way he held his head, his jaw clenched hard told me he was far from broken. Good. It was so much more fun to play with them before they became totally lost.
I reached out and cupped his balls and soft cock, playing with them.
“You going to get hard for me, boy? Or are we going to play with other parts of your body today?”
He knew his only options. It was either fuck or be fucked. Either way would be entertaining for me. Watching this man who’d been so very full of his own self-importance getting fucked up the ass by one of my men was glorious to watch.
With a grunt, he squeezed his eyes shut as he started to thicken in my hand. I gave his cock a hard tug and it continued to harden for me. Maybe I’d take him down the hall and invite my men along to join me in this celebration anyway. As I’d said, the n
ews I’d just received was worth celebrating, and until I could get his new little nurse and take her from him, Dr. Maestro would have to do for my entertainment.
Releasing his cock, I gave it a sharp slap before I pulled the key from my pocket and unlatched the chain from the wall.
“Come with me, boy. We have a party to get to.”
His whimper was music to my ears as I opened my office door and led him down the hall, calling out to my guards to follow as we passed by them.
The future was looking up.
Chapter Six
Veronica
In the week since I’d first had sex with Blade, we’d spent as much time together as we could. Unfortunately, between my shifts at the hospital and his prospect duties, that wasn’t a whole lot. After the second time he’d scared the hell out of me by banging on my door late at night, I’d given him a key. I knew things between us were moving too fast, but it felt so right I was refusing to allow myself to worry about it. I felt so safe with him, I hadn’t even considered I couldn’t trust him with a key to my home.
So I wasn’t in the least surprised when in the early hours of the morning, I woke to find him crawling into my bed. I smiled as I took a deep breath of his scent into my lungs as I ran my fingers over his chest. When I opened my eyes to take him in, I frowned. Even in the low light that my alarm clock provided, I could see his gaze was burning hot and his every muscle was bunched and ready to fight.
“What happened?”
He shook his head. “Later. Right now, I need you. Need to feel you beneath me, know you’re safe.”
Something had definitely gone down and I wanted to know what it was. More specifically, I wanted to know if he’d discovered who I was and had gone after my uncle.
“You didn’t—”
He cut me off with a kiss, thrusting his tongue in against mine with a growl. Keeping at me until I was squirming beneath him as my arousal burned hotter for him.
