Takeover: A Step-Brother Romance (The Legacy Book 1)

by Lana Grayson

  “Who said we’d fake it?”

  The panic and fear, adrenaline and excitement poisoned me into quivered confusion. Nicholas’s touch provided the simple antidote.

  Trust.

  Devotion.

  Passion.

  I stilled. “But…you can take me as often as you can—”

  “I plan on it.”

  The fierce dedication in his words blistered me with heat. I blushed, but my perked eyebrow offered him a challenge.

  “How?” I whispered. “You’ve all had me, and I didn’t get pregnant.”

  “Then I try again.” Nicholas’s voice rumbled low and thick. “And again. And again. Every day.”

  “Every day?”

  He seized my hair, pulling my head back to expose my neck. His lips pressed hard against my throat, and I flushed as I caught the gaze of my step-brothers, stunned to silence.

  “You’re not going anywhere, Sarah Atwood.” His breath heated my skin. “The safest place for you is right here. In my arms. In my bed. I’ll protect you. I’ll take you, and I’ll ensure you’re carrying my child before my father has cause to harm you.”

  “You’re insane.”

  “And you’re mine.”

  His hands tightened against me, capturing me in a kiss before I could struggle away. Max and Reed watched in silent shock.

  Nicholas didn’t care.

  I gasped as he pushed me against his desk. He forced me down with that Bennett arrogance promising a dark, twisted, and primal act. It dominated us both.

  Reed called our names. Nicholas didn’t look at him, his jaw clenching as he explored my prone body. He palmed my thigh, but I knew better than to refuse him.

  He opened my legs and stepped between.

  “Don’t move.”

  Did he command me or his brothers?

  “This is the beginning of the real takeover, Sarah. You belong to me. Your body. Your future. Your safety.”

  My skirt peeled down. He ripped open the buttons of my blouse.

  My breathing shuddered as the bra tugged away.

  My step-brothers saw everything.

  I paled, but my struggling ceased as his hand crept along my chest, sealing tight against my neck.

  “Don’t fight me,” he whispered. “We’ve already had you. You know what we expect.”

  The thought was once horrifying. Now it shivered through me. I’d never deny the sheer animalistic instinct roaring through him.

  I won.

  I’d keep my company and protect myself by threatening their empire. Nicholas demanded an heir, but my body would never betray me, not even to their hedonistic and primal desires.

  I had won.

  And my prize for my conquest?

  Nicholas’s love.

  Max’s aggression.

  Reed’s kindness.

  The possibilities and pleasures, victories and empowerment dizzied me.

  Three men. Three step-brothers. Three protectors.

  Three lovers?

  Nicholas’s urges might have once shamed me. Instead, I welcomed his hand against my neck, and surrendered to the instinctual submission of a woman possessed within the strength of her man.

  He admired me. His hardness pressed against my slit.

  He moved to his zipper. I searched for Max and Reed.

  Would he really take me in front of his brothers?

  The answer came suddenly, a quick, fierce, demanding stroke of his cock directly into my core.

  I arched, my gasp fading to a low groan.

  His cock stretched me, filled me, and claimed me, and I only arched against the desk to accept more of his length.

  My face flushed, but I’d never resist Nicholas again. His brothers watched his savage thrusts within my body, listened to my gasped moans.

  And they waited with fierce stares and fiercer intent.

  Hungry.

  This was wrong.

  God, everything about it was wrong.

  I shouldn’t have let him do this. Welcoming him with such betraying wetness only sealed his command over me. I wanted to be free.

  I wanted to be his.

  I wanted everything he couldn’t give me—his love, my freedom, even his promise to be with me forever.

  I groaned. He was my step-brother.

  A Bennett.

  My family’s worst enemy.

  And I wanted nothing more than for him to lose himself within me.

  “This is your life from now on.” Nicholas grunted as his motions were meant to take, not tease. I bounced against the desk, held in place only by a grip that would have been cruel had it not delivered me to pleasure. “You will be mine. Taken. Used. Fucked and filled until you’re bred, and nothing is going to prevent us from getting what we need.”

  His words weren’t kind, but I didn’t care.

  I felt the emotion behind them.

  The anger. The devotion.

  The utter fear that even his basest urges wouldn’t be able to save me from the hell he created.

  He kissed me. I whimpered against him, struck by the ferocious gold of his gaze.

  His cock drove inside me. I grasped him, clenching over every offered inch of his depraved protection. I couldn’t hide my thrill, not when Nicholas knew exactly how to hold me down and force me to accept his love the only way he’d offer it.

  He fucked with brute strength. Claimed me with unrepentant dominance. Nicholas tangled us in a passion so twisted he’d capture me, ravish me in front of his brothers, and claim me as his captive all to prove his devotion.

  I tensed. I’d never fight him. He assaulted me on his desk, his aggressive thrusts brutal and frightening. But I accepted him and every shudder that bound me to his lust.

  He promised he’d protect me.

  The orgasm overwhelmed me within his strikes. I crumbled against him, offering my hips despite my silent and tempted step-brothers watching as he pounded me.

  I cried out, whispering his name, drawn into utter pleasure and the sheer intensity of his strength.

  A surge of heat jetted inside me. Nicholas claimed me, forced my submission, and offered me his adoration. He shuddered over me, but his words excited me more than his raging aggression.

  “I love you,” he growled. “More than you can possibly know. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you, even if it means sharing your body to save your life.”

  I panted, but Nicholas didn’t give me time to rest. He hauled me off the desk and faced his brothers. I was forced to my knees before them—trembling, weak, and slick with his claiming.

  “Everything has changed,” Nicholas said. “We have no time. If we want to save her life, Sarah has to conceive.”

  Max and Reed hadn’t moved, but their eyes feasted over my every quivering movement. I shuddered, looking up to Nicholas—so stern and still it was as though he hadn’t spilled his every secret and longing inside of me.

  “This isn’t about pride or ego.” His authority drew his brothers’ attention away from me. “This is about ensuring her survival. I need your help.”

  I twisted my fingers in the carpet. My body hadn’t broken the haze of pleasure. The thrill whipped me, and the raw aggression and arrogance of his conquering left me breathless.

  Nothing would stop Nicholas Bennett from securing his heir and path to the Atwood fortune.

  He’d do it by taking me until I surrendered in my own selfish desire.

  Then he’d offer what remained to his brothers.

  He spoke the truth. I belonged to him.

  And what should have terrified me only sealed my fate in endless passion and strict, unforgiving pleasure.

  He pushed me forward. I fell onto my hands, bowing to my step-brothers as the air thickened with their own instinctual urge to dominate and take.

  Nicholas’s voice growled with ambition, hardened with challenge, and threatened with lust.

  “Who’s next?”

  The End

  Coming Summer 2015

&nbs
p; My life became pleasure and pain.

  My world, mysteries and lies.

  Submission was survival.

  But how long could we hide the truth?

  And how much blood would spill to keep it secret?

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  Acknowledgements

  Well, this book was a little different.

  First off, thank you to everyone who promises not to tell my parents what I wrote. Pinky swear!

  I had a ton of interest in this story, and I sincerely thank everyone for volunteering for ARCs and sharing posts and just being awesome. Stick with me, kids. I have so many books planned, and I can’t wait to share them with you. Thank you for reading!

  And honestly, I have to thank everyone who listened to me hem, haw, panic, and generally freak about every little detail of this book—the short list includes Kelley, Kaylee, Jess, Pepper, Cora, Sabrina, Rebecca, Jamie, and my poor husband. Seriously, thank you for your support and encouragement because, without you guys, I would have chickened out a long time ago.

  Kelley, Kaylee, and Jess—I owe you guys big for helping to beta. <3

  Not included in this list is LC, but just because I spared her the book’s gory details doesn’t mean she wasn’t there for me every step of the way sending me stickers and reminding me to take breaks every once in a while. The advice is appreciated, if not always heeded.

  And to my husband—I started out this full-time writing career promising breakfasts in the morning, a day of writing, then making a nice dinner in the evenings with time to just relax with him. So…that didn’t happen. Two weeks of fourteen hour days is difficult, but he’s awesome enough to not only understand, he also enables the insanity. I think I say I owe every book to him, but it’s true. He’s pretty much the only reason I’m able to do this. Plus, he gave me the name “Darius Bennett.” I mean. What’s love if not helping to name naming your antagonist?

  Brit, Breann, and Kati—We had our dinner! Let’s do it again!

  Ashley, same for you. <3

  And I also want to thank Rebecca Berto for all her help designing my covers. Gorgeous!!

  And special thanks to Love Between The Sheets for helping to organize my tour on such short notice! Thank you, guys!