She lets out a moan as I slide my palm up her thigh, grazing the edge of her panties with my thumb. The heat emanating from it is making my mouth water, and I run a little faster.
There are a few lodges that are closed, and that’s where I’m headed. Hopefully, the rich CEOs and wealthy bankers who rent them out aren’t fans of the rock groups Wannabe Gods and Broken Wings.
Each lodge comes with a couch, and I’m already planning what I’m going to do to my Angie when I get her on it.
A minute later, I leap over the small fence to the closed-off hallway where the lodges are located. Security is light now that the second show has started and almost everyone is watching the concert. There should be a guard stationed here, but he probably wandered off to the bathroom or snuck inside the arena to watch the band.
I keep my eye on the camera installed on the ceiling as I hurry down the dark hall until I get to the door of a lodge that is surely empty. The sign next to the door says Richard Walterman Sr. CEO of Infinitude Bank. Unless he has a grandson that’s into the band, it’s most likely vacant.
“We’re here,” I say, gently putting her feet back on the floor. I feel an immediate sense of loss when she’s no longer on my shoulder, no longer under my control.
But although my chest aches without her body on mine, seeing her gorgeous face again definitely makes up for it.
Fuck. I’m already obsessed. Big time.
I just learned her name, but I feel like I know her intimately. I will know her intimately soon. Very soon.
Angie takes a deep breath as she smooths back her messy auburn hair. She’s looking up at me through her long sexy eyelashes, and I have a strong urge to rip off her clothes and take her now in the hallway.
“You saved me,” she says, stepping forward. The scent of sex and candy fills my nose, making me grab onto the wall for support as my thick strong legs weaken. “That guy. He was going to—”
I place my finger on her soft lips, stealing her words while I shake my head. “He wasn’t. Because you’re mine now, my angel. You belong to me and nobody is going to harm you again.”
She just nods her head up and down slowly, submitting to the inevitable.
Her lips feel so painfully soft on my fingertips that an involuntary groan escapes my throat. I want to feel them on my shaft. I want to feel them wrapped around my cock as I cum in her mouth, giving her everything I have bottled up in my swollen, aching balls.
But first, we have to get into the room.
4
Jax
I slide my security keycard over the lock of the door, and I breathe a sigh of relief when it clicks open.
“Inside,” I command as I open the door and usher Angie in. I take one last look down the empty hall before my eyes dart up to the eye in the sky that is surely watching our every movement. There will be security guards and maybe even police here soon, breaking down the door to try and take me from my girl.
I feel bad for anyone stupid enough to try that.
The music is loud and I can feel the bass thumping in my chest—or maybe that’s my heart—as I hurry in the private lodge and close the door.
I don’t even look around before I grab the full-sized fridge in the mini-kitchen and yank it from the wall. The plug rips out of the socket as I drag it out and push it over onto its side in front of the door. It won’t stop them for good, but it might hold them off long enough for me to make Angie a permanent fixture in my life.
There’s a great view of the band playing on stage from the balcony of the lodge, but they don’t even get so much as a glance from me. Not with a beauty like Angie in front of me. All of the lights are off inside, but I can still see her face from the warm glow of the headlights over the stage.
She’s stunning up close, and the gorgeous view of her looking up at me shyly is enough to make the strongest of men turn into a helpless kitten.
“What’s your name?” she asks as I reach out and take a strand of her hair in my fingers. It’s so smooth and silky, and it makes me start wondering how smooth and silky the inside of her cunt must be.
“Jax,” I answer. “Say it.”
I just need to hear my name on those sweet lips one time.
She smiles as she says it. “Jax.” Her nose looks fucking adorable as it curls up when she smiles. Could she be any more fucking perfect?
I could spend the rest of my life enjoying this moment, but I have to move fast if I’m going to put a baby in her.
Her eyes never leave me as I hurry over to the white leather couch that’s facing the stage. I grab a side and turn it around so that it’s facing the door instead. She’s going to be naked on it really damn soon, and I don’t want a stadium full of eyes watching what I’m going to do to her. I don’t want anyone seeing the sweet cunt that belongs to me, and only me.
“Come here,” I say, waving her over. The band is loud, but we can hear each other in the room. “We don’t have long.”
She’s fidgeting with her purse as she walks over, staring at me with wide eyes. “We don’t have long for what?”
I don’t say it, but she understands from the intense look in my eyes. To get pregnant. To make her mine. To bind us together forever.
My dick is so hard. My balls are throbbing with the need to release in her.
Her sweet scent is filling my nose as she steps in close, looking up at me with all of the need and desire that I’m feeling for her.
“Sit,” I demand. I’m trying to be nice. I’m trying to be romantic. But this girl is doing something to me that I can’t explain and every word comes out as a command. Everything I say is a demand.
She’s a good little girl and she listens, sitting on the couch in front of me with pink cheeks. Her face is so inexperienced. Her body so young and uncorrupted.
I can smell her innocence. I can taste her purity in the air.
She doesn’t have to tell me that she’s a virgin for me to know it. A savage animal like me can tell that she’s never had a dick in her, but that will all change soon. It will change, and then she’ll be walking different and every other man will know that her pussy has been claimed. They’ll know that a real alpha is taking care of it.
I grab her purse off the couch and open it, going through it until I find her wallet. She just watches me as I pull out her driver’s license and check that she’s over eighteen. By a month. Perfect.
I glance at her full name. Angela Redfield. I’ll have to take care of that as soon as possible. I want to get that Redfield off and put my last name there instead.
“Spread your legs,” I growl as I toss her purse back on the couch beside her.
She gulps as she looks up at me with unblinking eyes. She’s nervous now, but that will soon fade once I get my tongue on her. She’ll be looking at me differently in a minute.
Her trembling knees widen and the sweet smell of her cunt fills the lodge, making me lightheaded. I drop to my knees in between her soft thighs and grip her legs, spreading them even farther.
It’s too dark in here and I growl in frustration when I can’t see every detail of her spread panties. I shove my hand back in her open purse and pull out her phone, lighting it up with the push of a button.
She starts breathing heavily as I point the light onto her spread pussy that’s covered in white satin panties. There’s a little wet spot over her cunt, and the sight of it has my pulse racing.
“I knew you were wet for me,” I say as I drag my finger up her pussy, making us both shiver. “I could smell it on you as I carried you on my shoulder.”
Her eyes close as she takes a deep breath, biting her bottom lip as I run my finger up and down her panties. The wet spot grows bigger with every stroke until her panties are drenched with her sticky juices.
“Oh, Jax,” she moans as I lean in and take a long sniff of the delicious smell. “I’ve never done anything like this before. I’ve never even kissed another man.”
I arch up and crush my lips to hers, devouring her
“Fuck,” we both whisper at the same time when we finally separate from the hard rough kiss. Her air is knocked out of her lungs and is deep in mine. And my air is in hers.
I can see it violently rising and falling in her chest.
Our eyes are glued to each other as we share the special moment. We’ll have many more earth-shattering kisses in our future, but there’s nothing quite like the first one.
She licks my taste off her lips as I turn my attention back to her hot little pussy. She’s so fucking wet that a drop of sticky juices soaks through her panties and drips down her thigh.
I catch it with my fingertip and groan as I touch it to my tongue. It tastes like fucking paradise.
“You’ve been torturing me with this pussy all night and now it’s time to see it,” I say as an excited rush of adrenaline surges through me, racing to my hard cock.
She moans as I pull her panties to the side, exposing her bare cunt. A deep primal urge overtakes me with the gorgeous sight, and I have to try and slow my violent breathing so I don’t lose control.
Her warm skin trembles as I place my two thumbs on her swollen lips and spread them apart, revealing her wet pink hole inside. It’s dripping with sticky nectar, and my mouth waters as I stare at it in awe. Her tiny clit is peeking out of the top, begging me to suck on it.
“I’ve never done anything like this before?” she says in a throaty moan as she arches her back off the couch. “I don’t understand. How are you doing this to me?”
I grin as I look up at her. Her hands are under her shirt, squeezing her tits as she watches me. The shyness is gone. The worry in her eyes is gone. It’s replaced with lust. And want. And desire.
Her glassy eyes look clouded over with need as she opens her wet mouth and takes in a shallow breath of air.
“You were made for me,” I say as I run my finger up her silky folds. “This is your soul finding its other half. This is your pussy finding the only man who was destined to touch it.”
“It’s yours,” she says, shifting her hips to get it closer to me. “Do whatever you want with it.”
She melts into the couch as I slide my finger up to her hard clit, and rub it in tight little circles.
“You’re all mine now, my angel.” Her body shakes with every loop of my finger. “I don’t care if the whole city’s police department is waiting for me outside that door—they’re not taking you from me.”
I would break every law in existence to make her face twist up in pleasure like it’s doing right now. I would kill any man who tries to stop the orgasm that’s building up deep within her.
She shudders as I slide my finger down to her perfect pink hole, and gently push the tip of my finger in, feeling the purity of her tightness.
“I’m the only man who will ever touch this,” I say, narrowing my eyes on her. She licks her lips as she nods up and down. She’s too absorbed in the intense sensation of my hard finger on her sweet softness to speak. “I’m the only man who will ever smell this. I’m the only man who will ever see this.”
“It’s only you, Jax,” she says, writhing her hips on the couch as she yanks down her bra, massaging her hard nipples.
The second I touch her clit, she cums. Hard. Her mouth stretches as wide as her wet lips will allow as a scream rips from the depths of her lungs.
The band is playing a rowdy song, and I’m glad it wasn’t a soft one, or every person in the arena would have heard what was meant for my ears only.
A rush of hot juices flows out of her pink folds, and I put my mouth on her cunt to drink it up.
“Fuck, Jax,” she screams as she squeezes her thighs against my cheeks. She grabs a fistful of my hair as I wrap my lips around her clit and gently swirl my tongue around it, making her cum again.
It’s so intense for her, but I’m not letting up. Her body is already shaking and she can’t seem to catch her breath as she rests her legs on my shoulders, hooking her ankles together behind my head as I bury my face against her warmth.
“Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” she repeats over and over again as I tease her tight little opening with my tongue. Warm sticky juices keep pouring out, and I keep lapping it up like a hungry beast as she grinds against my mouth.
“Your cherry is in here waiting for me to bust it open, isn’t it?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Yes,” she moans, squeezing her perfect tits as her back arches off the couch. “I want you to fuck me and take it.”
I slide my finger into her impossibly tight hole, groaning as it squeezes my finger like a hungry boa constrictor. I can’t imagine how good this is going to feel around my cock, but I’ll find out soon.
A smile hits my lips as I press in just until I feel her hymen resisting against my fingertip.
“Good girl, my angel,” I say, pulling it back out. She whines in disappointment as I lean back from her, never taking my eyes from her spread cunt.
I grab the waistband of her drenched panties, and pull them off her legs, stuffing them in my pocket to keep as a reminder of this night. Not that I need a fucking reminder… I’ll remember this moment in exquisite detail for the rest of my life.
“It’s time for me to give you what you’ve been waiting all this time for,” I say as I reach for my belt buckle, sliding out the leather as I lick her candied taste from my lips. “I’m going to take your cheery with my big cock and just when you’re begging for it, I’m going to fill your sweet pussy with every drop of cum that I have waiting for you.”
She moans as her lust-filled eyes dart to my belt. This is not the same girl who I threw over my shoulder a few minutes ago. She looks like a sex-crazed slut. And all it took was a flick of her clit to make her throbbing pussy beg for my cock.
“I’m not on the pill,” she moans in disappointment.
“Good,” I snap back, whipping my belt open with a new vigor. “I don’t want anything between that virgin womb and my cock. Let me tell you what’s going to happen now. I’m not just going to take your cherry. I’m going to take you. Your soul. Your body. Your womb. It’s all mine now. I’m going to plant my seed and my baby is going to grow in your stomach. Understand? There’s no going back now.”
She opens her eyes as the full understanding of what’s about to happen dawns on her. Her bright brown eyes soften as she watches my rough face. She’s too beautiful for me. An angel like her shouldn’t be with a beast like me.
She could say no. She could close her legs and push me away. She could run to the door and pound on it, screaming for help.
But she doesn’t. She just opens her legs a little wider and nods her pretty little head.
I can’t get my cock out fast enough.
It’s harder than ever with drops of pre-cum dripping out of it and spilling onto my hand. Angie’s eyes widen when she sees the size of it. She reaches for it, but I gently push her hand away.
She can play with it all she wants after, but right now I just need to sink it in that warm cunt of hers before my head explodes.
I grab her hip and yank her closer to me as I position my cock over her cunt. She moans as I settle my hard shaft on her clit and then slowly drag the head down, parting her swollen pussy lips with every inch that I slide down.
She shudders in anticipation when I arrive at her tight little hole, and gently press the thick head of my cock against it.
Every nerve in my body is tingling. Every cell on fire as I’m about to claim this girl as my own. It’s been the one thing on my mind since I saw her, and it’s about to become a reality.
There’s a click and then a slam on the door behind me, jerking me out of the moment.
Angie jumps up to a seating position, slamming her legs closed as she stares at the shaking door in shock as someone tries to get inside.
I stand up with my hands squeezed into burning fists as rage takes over. They’re trying to take her from me.
They’re all fucking dead.
5
Angie
My body is tingling all over. My thoughts are fuzzy. I can barely breathe.
I was drowning in ecstasy when the bang on the door yanked me out of the warm waters of bliss and sobered me up really fast.
Now Jax is gone from between my legs where he belongs and he’s standing in front of the door with his enormous back flexed. Every single rigid muscle is visible behind his tight t-shirt. His hands are squeezed into fists and I can’t see his face, but if I could, I’d bet there was murder in his eyes.
The band is still playing behind me and the crowd is singing along like everything is normal, when everything is definitely not normal.
My world is spinning. My anchor is gone. My head is a hot mess of thoughts that don’t make any sense and questions that don’t have any answers. How did he do those things to my body? How did he make me react like that?
It was so easy for him.
I feel like I’m falling now that I’m no longer by his side. I grip the couch as I close my eyes, trying to steady myself. He is my anchor now. My life will fall apart without him. I don’t know how I know this, but I know.
Call it women’s intuition, call it fate, call it three mind-shattering orgasms in less than five fucking minutes, but it is what it is.
I’m his. And I don’t want it any other way.
“Jax,” I say, my voice thicker and lower than I expected. My legs are still trembling as I step off the leather couch, wishing he was beside me to hold me up. I’m wishing he’d throw me over his round shoulder again and take care of everything. I want him to take me someplace where we won’t be bothered. Someplace where we can be alone.
I’d never felt so aroused as when he tossed me over his shoulder back there in the hallway. The fear and excitement that was mixed in just heightened my arousal even more until my heart was pounding for him. He picked me up like I weighed nothing and stole me away, gripping the back of my thigh with his rough powerful hand. He didn’t know it, but I had an orgasm when he ran down the hall. Just being weightless on him was enough to do it.
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