Sure, I didn’t use Jace’s face. But I used my heart. That was all it was. Did this melt my heart. No. Not at all. That I fear will always be the way it now is. “Ella, you dog.” Tessa shouts. I look over at her. “You bagged Jace and you have a secret admirer.
I look at her in confusion. Secret admirer? Was she feeling well? “You got all these flowers and chocolates. I wanted to eat some of the chocolates, but Axel said no.” she pouts. I try to process all this information.
On top of all the other revelations I know I needed to figure this shit out. “Axel got real upset. Something about this happening before you left.” she continues. I finally register it all. There was more?
Were they not going to tell me? I feel anger come to the forefront. This is my fucking life. Tessa smiles at me. I smile back. Not the way she was smiling at me though. Oh no. I was smiling because I was going to chop his fucking head off and put it on a spit.
I was going to stake his ass to the ground and dance on his balls. This was not the time to fuck with me. For some fucked up reason my emotions were a little stronger. Maybe I’ll gut Jace and show him his entrails.
I plan his demise as he comes down the hallway. Right to me. I feel giddy at the prospect. All the things I want to do to him. The look on his face would have given me pause. Well, normally but like I said I was a little over emotional.
“Ella, we need to talk.” He says quietly. My mind goes to all the reasons he wants to talk. He’s finished with me. He has a cancer. His bike blew up. Maybe he got a whore pregnant. As if reading my thoughts, he quickly says. “None of the shit your thinking.”
Like he really knows what I’m thinking. “Yeah, sweetheart I do. Your verbalizing them.” he says with a light laugh. I glare at him. The asshole. All that anger comes rushing back. His face goes blank at my look.
I think he may have realized the precarious situation he was in. Poor man was in for it. “Ella it’s really important. Whatever you’re planning can it wait?” he sounded tired. Like life has caught up to him in a bad way.
I give him a nod and try to put the lid on the crazy. It was a little more difficult than I thought. “Come on baby. Let’s go to our room.” he holds out his hand And I take it. My hand moves on its own accord. Like I have no control over it. I watch it move and there was nothing I could do it seems to stop it.
Then my legs are moving as he gently tugs me along. The fact he’s keeping his pace with mine tells me this is really fucking bad. We reach the door and I’m reluctant to walk through it. I feel like it was going to suck me in to the end.
Like if I walked through that door my world would cease to exist. My feet shuffle reluctantly. Like I was walking to the gallows. Where was my executioner. I needed him to drag my ass there. Jace gives me a slight push.
Guess I wasn’t moving fast enough. I wasn’t really. I think I was moving at a snail’s pace. “Ella sit please.” His voice has taken on this quiet intensity. I do as he tells me. I drop onto the bed and bounce. I don’t bother to ask what’s going on. If I don’t ask maybe he won’t tell me.
One could only hope for that. “Shit, this is bad.” he says and starts pacing. “Your secret friend keeps dropping shit off at your house.” He says angrily. I feel all those homicidal thoughts evaporate like they had never been.
He was telling me. Sharing this with me without any prompting. Guess there was no need to kill him after all. “Tessa already told me.” I tell him with a smile. A genuine smile. But he doesn’t stop pacing. If anything, he speeds up.
Refusing to even look at me. “Ella.” he starts and then pauses. I watch him take a deep breath. Still not looking at me he continues. “I’m going to be dealing with some shit. I may not be around much.” He stops. I feel my heart beat faster.
It would have hurt if I hadn’t already closed it off. As it was I only felt a small twinge. “Okay.” I say quietly. He looks at me in surprise. What he expected me to beg for his attention? For him to stay? Maybe cry and scream don’t leave me?
He will have to wait for that until hell froze over. “Ella.” He kneels down in front of me and cups my face in both his hands. I nuzzle into his hands. It felt so good to have his hands on my face. “Baby. This is bad.” he starts.
Opening my eyes. Eyes I had no idea I closed. I look at him. He was staring into mine. Trying to convey something. “Axel said I could tell you. But only because it was bad. Really fucking bad.” I feel my heart stop slightly.
There has been some bad shit and Axel has never ever allowed it to be shared with me. “I may not come back from this. But I need to do this. I hope you will understand.” I glare at him. “Understand what you haven’t shared? Hmm, that’s a little difficult.” I snap at him.
“There’s no easy way to say this shit Ella. Give me a fucking break. I need to kill Chad. He’s trafficking woman, Ella. He puts them into cages and sells them. John and Trevor were both into it. Chad has filled their shoes.” he takes a breath.
“Emilia was a victim and so was Lucy. Remember a few months ago, when I disappeared for a while?” he asks. I look at him, my throat has closed up. I fought to swallow. Tears are running down my face. I give him a full body nod. It was the best I could do.
“I was hunting John with Beau and Hyde. John had taken Emilia, Ella, and I couldn’t sit back and wait it out. Just like I can’t now.” he sighs heavily. I get it now he’s worried about me. “I’ll be fine Jace. I’ll stay here. Okay?”
“Yeah baby. That’s what I was hoping you would say. I’m leaving in two days. I want to spend those two days buried balls deep inside of you.” he says huskily. “I want that too Jace.” I whisper as I kiss his lips.
If this was it. If this was all I got with Jace. I wanted every moment to be skin to skin. I never wanted to stop touching him. I run my hands over his cut. Slowly I slip it off him. I place it on the bed. Desperation kicks in.
I grab the hem of his shirt and all but rip it over his head. He laughs as I rip the button off his jeans and tear the zipper down. I love it when he went commando like this. Leaning forward I lick the tip of his cock.
He hisses through his teeth. As my mouth covers the tip. I try to take more, but I can’t. It’s too big. I suck hard. He groans in approval. Using my tongue, I press it under the tip and rub it back and forth. His hips buck on their own accord.
His hand weaves into my hair and he pulls hard. Forcing me to let go of his cock. It comes out of my mouth with a loud pop. I cry in protest. He laughs as he rips my shirt in half. Literally rips it in half. My bra got the same treatment.
Flinging the innocent material over his shoulder, his hands go right to my breast. His thumbs massage the tips. Then his fingers join the thumbs. Pinching them between his fingers, he tugs gently at first then harder.
It felt so good. I protest when he stops. Then his hand is pushing me back onto the bed. Hands are tugging forcefully on my jeans. I feel them slid down my legs and then they’re gone. He rips my panties from my body.
He grabs my thighs, pulling them up onto his shoulders. Then he dives down there. Like down there. I try to close my legs, but his head and shoulders stop me. Then his tongue is pressed against my clit. Applying slight pressure before moving up.
My legs fall open and my hands grab the quilt. Trying to ground me to the here and now. He becomes relentless. Licking nipping. Then his fingers come into play. He slams two home. No slow build up. Two fingers all the way to the knuckle.
I scream as my orgasm washes over me. One last long lick and then he’s towering over me. I was worried he would try and kiss me. No, not Jace always so considerate. He turns and walks into the bathroom.
I watch his retreating back. I look at the tattoo on his left shoulder blade. It reads “I Am Death” in large print. Then he was gone. I could hear the faucet turn on. Some splashing, then in a blink he was back. Leaning over my boneless body.
He gifts me with a rare Jace smile. Scooping me up, he carries me to the top of the bed. The smile tur
ns wicked right before he throws me into the middle of the bed, I bounce once, twice then he’s covering my body with his.
His lips are pressed to mine. Kissing me deeply. His cock slams home. I moan loudly in surprise. It didn’t hurt not really. I orgasmed after the second stroke. Jace was relentless. Pounding me into the bed. Almost like he was trying to pound a hole into the mattress.
His strokes were so hard my head slammed into the head board. At some point I was pushed up the bed and could go no further. He didn’t even pause. His strokes were long and hard. In and out, over and over.
Orgasm after orgasm washed over me. I had orgasmed so much I didn’t think I could anymore, but Jace proved me wrong when another would hit. My hips lifted to meet him stroke for stroke. Sweat dripped down both our bodies.
His cock bottomed out after every stroke. I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I was going to beg him to stop. When the last orgasm crashed over my body, it bowed with the force. Jace slammed home on final time hips jerking slightly as he came.
I’m not sure what happened after that. I passed right out. The pleasure was so intense, everything went black.
Chapter 14
Jace
The best fucking sex of my life. I came so fucking hard I lost consciousness. I fell into a deep sleep still buried balls deep inside her. Guess I had the foresight to lean a little to the side so I didn’t crush her.
Slowly I extract myself from her. Looking down on her I smile. I feel a little twinge where my heart is. It hurt a little. Rubbing the offending spot, it gently I look at her, really look at her. I was leaving all this behind. I may never return to her.
I might not walk away. I needed to know she was set. That I left her secure. I needed to buy a house. Maybe a puppy. I want this to be her birthday present. I can only hope I’m here to give it to her. I think about all the money I have made over the last four years. Since I took over for my dad.
Including all the money he had accumulated over the years. Unlike the others. My dad only had me to care for. No old lady to spend is money. We wanted for nothing. We were simple creature’s beer, a roof over our head, food, the essentials and that was about it.
I want it all to go to her. I want her to want for nothing. To not have to go to another for help. She’s mine even in death. I’ll make damn fucking sure of it. I walk into the bathroom for a rag. Returning to her I clean her gently.
I cover her with the quilt before getting dressed. If this shit was going to happen, I needed to move fast. Axel would need to know what I was up to as well. I look at her for a moment longer. I needed to memorize every detail. Her face is the last thing I want to see in the end.
Walking out of that room was hard. I had very little time to complete this. The feeling of time slipping through my hands was difficult to bare. Dinner was cooking. I could smell it. I didn’t have much time to get out of here.
Ella would be awake soon. I’m losing time with her. I wanted to go back. Go back to bed. Go back to her. I look Axel in the eye and give him the head tilt. I walk to his office knowing he would be right behind me.
“Jace thought I wouldn’t see you for a few days.” he says with a faint smile. “I need some shit to happen and happen now Axel.” My voice was serious and firm. He pauses briefly. “What do you need Jace?” He asks.
“A house.” I tell him. “I want all my money given to her Axel. You know where I stashed it.” I sit down and continue. “I want to get a puppy for her. Something she can love if I don’t come back.” Sighing I finish. “I want all of it to be given to her on her birthday. She’s mine Axel. Watch her for me.” I stare him in the eyes, giving him the full weight of my decision.
He looks grave. The realization just hit him I realize. He never thought about my not coming back. I’m a selfish bastard. She would be mine even in death. She was mine always. I’m one fucked up asshole. “I need to get going.”
I rush out of the clubhouse like my ass was on fire. I push my bike as fast as it would go. Running from my demons. Running from it all. Running to save her. I know it won’t be the same as me being here. But she will have all I can give her in death.
After hours of driving and looking at the houses this realtor keeps taking me to I find the perfect house. It was a two story, full basement, central air, wood floors, four bedrooms, three bathrooms, large remodeled kitchen boasting granite counter tops and a central kitchen island, double oven built in fridge, and a dish washer.
The kitchen is what sold me. Ella loved to cook. The bedrooms were a little excessive I know, but that’s okay, I know she’ll find a use for them. I think I know which room she was going to pick for her room. The two walls facing the trees and lake were all glass. Floor to ceiling glass.
She would have plenty of privacy out here. The yard was huge, perfect for the puppy I needed to pick out for her. Turning to the realtor, I ask her. “Do you know any good breeders?” Her smile gets flirtatious again. I sigh heavily.
Her attempts to fuck me were getting annoying. She has pawed at me repeatedly since we went to look at the first house. She even attempted to get on the back of my bike. I shot that shit down fast. No one but Ella got onto my bike.
Her pout was ridiculous. I know it was her key tool in turning the tides and getting what she wanted. It did nothing for me. Once you have your own Ella there’s no going back from that. “Puppy lady. I only want a puppy and this house.” I say firmly.
She gets annoyed. “Yeah, I know a few. What are you looking for?” Her tone was irritated and sullen. “Saint Bernard.” Yeah, I think that would be perfect for Ella. Big and gentle. “Here’s the address.” She holds out a piece of paper with an address and phone number on it.
“Let's go back to the office and do the paper work. What kind of loan do you need?” She asks. Finally, all business. “None. I’m paying cash. I’ll pay full price if I can get it finished now.” I tell her. I don’t want to wait a few weeks.
I may not have that long. That was a new reality for me. One I was coming to terms with. If I died, I Died trying to save those women. Ella would be proud of me. That’s all that matters at this point. My Ella.
Her eyes get big. Yeah, her commission was going to be huge. The gold digger was showing. “Are you sure that’s all you want?” She asks while putting a hand on my arm. Grabbing her wrist, I pull it off my arm.
Keeping it in my hand, I look her in the eyes. “Yes, this is all I want. There is nothing else here worth a damn thing.” I say coldly. Dropping her hand. I continue to stare her down. Her face screws up in anger. I let the ice slip into place. The cold murderer, I was shown in my eyes.
She gulps hard and steps back. Finally, she fucking gets it. I don’t want her. “We can go to the office to finish this up.” She tells me with a forced smile. I walk past her to my bike. I don’t have time for this bullshit.
I need to get this house and move the fuck on to the puppy. Time was running out. I could feel it shift through my fingers like sand in an hour glass. There is no stopping the flow once it starts. Each grain of sand falls and no matter how many you pick up and try to put back they keep coming. Gravity was a bitch.
The drive to the realtor office was faster than I thought it would be. Guess it wasn’t as far as I thought. Looking at all those places just made it seem miles away. The gold digger was right behind me. Surprising considering I was doing a hundred miles per hour.
She was giddy as she got out of her car. Yeah, the chunk of change she was making would put a pep into any one’s step. I needed to call the security place after I finished here. Needed a high-tech security system installed.
Her safety was always on my mind. My cold behavior had her moving faster. Yeah, I think she realized the danger she’s been flirting with today. The papers were signed cash exchanged. Receipt, keys and papers in my hand, I walk out of her office.
Feeling a little lighter. The house was solely in Ella’s name. The deed would be here in a few weeks. My phone out I was already calling
the tech guys to get that set up. Axel would make sure they did the job, then change all the codes after they left.
I couldn’t be here to do it myself. They can’t make it out until next week. Climbing onto my bike I peel out of the lot and head in the direction the breeder lived in. Calling was useless I didn’t have time for that shit.
I needed to pay the breeder and get back to Ella. Time with her was short. I wanted her to have as many memories of us as possible. The breeder's house was a short distance from the realtors. I pound on the door in urgency.
The door opens just as I was going to let out another set of pounding. “What do you need.” A sweet older lady asked. “I need a puppy. A Saint Bernard puppy to be exact.” I tell her. “We won’t have any for another seven weeks, then they need to stay with their mama for a while.” she tells me.
“I need it in three months. Is that possible?” I need this to happen exactly as I planned. “Yes, dear.” she says, then pats me on my arm. “How much?” I ask her quietly. This is really happening. I’m pulling this shit off.
“Two thousand.” she says firmly. I don’t give a shit. She could have asked for five and would have given it to her. “I need it delivered to this address in three months. March twelfth to be exact. Around nine am.” I hold up another thousand dollars.
“Is this possible? There’s another grand in it for you.” I wave the money a bit. She looks at it. Not in greed. Just thoughtfully. “Why?” She asks me. “My girl’s birthday. I want it to be a surprise. I may not be here for it.” I try to sound like it’s a normal occurrence. I don’t want her to realize I may not be coming back at all.
She gives me a big smile. Her light blue eyes lit up. “Keep your money son. I’ll get her the best pick of the litter and drop it off myself.” She says sweetly. My shoulders relax a little. I did it. I finished what I set out to do.
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