SETH (Hell's Lovers MC, #5)
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Seth didn’t break our eye contact as the woman on the floor satisfied him. Instead he smirked as his eyes roamed my body. He licked his lips and bit his plump lower lip as he lewdly thrusted his hips up towards the woman’s mouth. His smile was wicked, almost knowing how excited I was by his act of depravity. I could feel my body become flushed with arousal, and my eyes continued to be glued on the dirty scene in front of me. I couldn’t help but watch him as his eyes continued to linger on me while another woman was doing sinful things to him.
My body was fully aware of Seth’s heated glare. I looked at his languid form and felt my heart beating faster. He was holding me in this hypnotic, erotic trance. I watched as he held on to the girl’s head, holding her down onto his lap. I could actually see the girl choking, and the sight of it both frightened and fascinated me.
He was blatantly showing me how excited he was getting from my unexpected, voyeuristic tendencies. Suddenly, he pulled the girl off him and moved her aside. His eyes never left mine as he stroked his massive girth, and in turn, mine widened in shock as I took him in. He was huge, almost too big, and thick, his hand barely wrapped around it. As I stared at his swollen tool, I felt a deep heat spread through my body. I licked my lips and squeezed my thighs as I watched spurts of his milky white fluid land on the floor before him. He grunted and groaned as he milked his cock for me. I couldn’t believe he’d done that in front of me. More so, I couldn’t believe I was still sitting there watching it happen.
“You want another shot, Ciara?”
I turned to Rex and nodded. “Give me a double!” I yelled over the music.
He poured me the drink and I downed it. I turned around and realized Seth was heading right for me. Before he could reach me, I ran out, wanting to get as far away as possible from this place and from the only man who has ever scared and excited the hell out of me with just one look.
Chapter Three
SETH
I watched as she ran out and I quickly zipped up. I was done playing this damn game. There was no way of avoiding her. She was constantly around, constantly flaunting those curvy hips and that luscious ass in those short little dresses she wore.
Fuck me!
I had come in to Ravenous to destress, to forget about her. One of the girls had taken me to one of the private lounges and I had let her go down on me. It felt nice for what it was, but it wasn’t what I was looking for. I wanted so much more, I just didn’t know exactly what the fuck it was that was missing. And then I saw her by the bar. Her green eyes were two giant saucers as she watched me.
I didn’t think she could look more beautiful, but tonight she managed to do just that. She had on a tight blue tank top that pushed those two soft white pillows up, taunting me as they nearly spilled out of it. I imagined sucking on them, forcing her to cum just from the force of my mouth on her tits. Her black skirt was molded to that tight little ass of hers that showed enough skin to make my cock swell from imagining that cute rear end riding it. This woman was driving me crazy with lust. The more she pushed me away, the more I wanted her. I hated the goddamn feeling. I wasn’t used to not getting what I wanted, especially when I knew she wanted me just as much.
She proved it as she stood there, licking her lips and looking deliciously flushed as my cock was being satisfied. Just having her there, knowing her little pussy was getting wet by staring at my dick in another woman’s mouth had me cumming fast and hard.
I finished putting my pants back on and quickly made my way to her. Before I could reach her, she ran. I caught her heading outside and chased after her. The cool night breeze did not thing to calm my need. I spotted her on the corner and grabbing her, I shoved her into the side of the building, pressing her against the cold brick wall. I held her there, staring at those bright green eyes and pouty pink lips. Our breaths mingled as neither of us said a word, but her eyes told me everything I needed to know. Her fear, her shock, and the undeniable effects of her arousal. Her sensual look had me sliding up that tight skirt and running my hands along her soft thighs. I looked down at her and smiled as I traced the black thin lace that separated me from what I craved. Keeping my eyes on her I yanked the fragile piece of material off her, making her cry out and struggle against me. I put the underwear in my jean pocket as she squirmed and shoved my hands away. I leaned against her and watched her as I gripped the flesh at the backs of her thighs and before she could say anything, I dipped my fingers inside her wetness.
“Seth, what are you doing? Don’t!” she screamed out into the darkness, but my fingers were already rubbing and sliding greedily along her folds. She moaned as one of my digits entered her tight cavern, and I could tell all coherence slipped away from her as I strummed her sensitive clit with my thumb.
“Fuck, you’re one needy princess, aren’t you?” I tugged down the straps of her top until her tits popped out. I let out a low, carnal growl as I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. Leaning down I took one of those tight nipples in my hungry mouth, pulling on it until she grabbed my hair and cried out. I sucked her so deep, I could feel her struggling to push me away, but her actions only enticed me more.
“Seth, please,” she breathed desperately.
I pressed my crotch against her thigh letting her feel how hard I was for her. I could feel the heat of her pussy as it molded to my dick. Fuck, she was too good to be true. But I wasn’t planning on fucking her, not yet anyway. I only wanted to give her the release she needed.
“Fuck you’re wet,” I growled against her neck. “I bet D couldn’t get you this wet, even if he tried?”
She pushed at my hand. “Seth! Seth, please,” her needy moans just made me want to claim her even more.
“Did you let him touch what’s mine, Ciara? Did he make you cum?” My jealousy drover me forward as I slid a second finger deep inside of her until my palm was pressed against her mound, continuing to put pressure on her clit.
She moaned and held on to my bicep as her hips start to thrust forward. “Seth!”
I turned my palm up inside her and pressed upward, searching for that sensitive spot that drove women to their knees for me. Her legs started to tremble and I could feel she was getting close.
Slowly I rubbed her g-spot as I lapped her now red and swollen nipples. She whimpered as I bit the tender slope of her neck. “I don’t think he did. I don’t think you let him. But you will cum for me, won’t you princess? You’re such a dirty girl, getting wet while watching me.” I teased her and felt her pussy clench from my words. “Were you imagining being on your knees for me, cupcake? Cause I was definitely picturing your pretty eyes looking up at me as I fed you my cock.” She moaned and gasped at my words. “Show me how dirty you really are, princess. Show me how much you want this. How much you want me.”
I flicked her clit in a steady beat, while dragging my thick fingers in and out of her, making sure to hit her g-spot before dragging my fingers back inside. This drove her crazy and she moaned and then yelled out, gripping my arms as she quaked against me. I chuckled and pressed my nose against her ear. “That’s a good girl, ride my fingers baby. Give yourself a good fuck off my hand.”
She threw her head back and her body tensed as she screamed out my name. I could feel her pussy sucking my fingers inside of her, clinging onto my hand as she came. I slid my hand across her folds gently, before pulling out. Her sex glazed eyes watched me as I took my fingers and put them in my mouth.
“Mmmm, fucking delicious. You’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, cupcake.”
She scrunched up her brow in anger and shoved me away. Taking a step back, I smirked and raised my hands, showing her I wasn’t going to hold her back.
“Get away from me!”
She quickly pulled down her skirt and tucked those succulent tits back into her top. I placed my hands in my pockets and let my eyes linger on her hard nipples that were popping out under the thin material. She was so fucking hot yet she didn’t even know it.
She looked up at me
, furiously. “Don’t you ever touch me again!”
I could feel myself starting to get aggravated. “Now, you don’t mean that.”
“I told you, NO!”
I stepped up close to her and pressed her back up against the wall with my body pressed fully alongside hers. I reached up and grabbed her neck lightly, forcing her to look up at me. She whimpered in fear, but I didn’t care. She wasn’t going to blame me for raping her cunt. Not when she was screaming my name and begging me to.
“Don’t you dare put this on me!” I growled. “What did you expect I would do when you’re standing in the middle of the room watching me get my cock sucked. Don’t you dare tell me your pretty little cunt didn’t get soaking wet when I stroked it for you! That it wasn’t pulsing around my hand, trying to suck me inside.”
She held on to my wrist with both hands. “You’re sick!”
I nodded. “Fuck yeah, I’m sick!” I growled. “You’re lucky I didn’t put you on all four and fucked that pretty ass of yours until you were screaming for me to make you cum!”
She struggled against me and I pinned her harder against the wall. Her breathing was labored and her cheeks were still flushed from the earlier experience, but what surprised me were her eyes. They were beyond fear, her truth reflecting off of them like headlights lighting my way.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Her eyes widened.
I leaned in and barely touched my lips to hers. “Who’s the sick fuck now, princess?”
I let her go abruptly and she stumbled, holding on to the wall.
“Next time I see you watching me, I won’t stop at one orgasm, baby. I’ll be giving you so many, you’ll be craving my cock as it leaves you sore and needy for days.” With that said, I grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her back into Ravenous.
I smirked as she struggled against me and as soon as we were inside I let her break free. I watched her ass bounce around as she ran up the stairs and I adjusted my growing bulge. I narrowed my eyes on her and I swore I was going to drive the pretty little vixen crazy with need. And when I finally took her, she’d willingly open her legs for me, begging me to make her mine. Although, if she struggled just a little bit, she’d make it all the more worthwhile for me.
Chapter Four
CIARA
“How could I let him put his hands on me? Oh my God! I came! I came from those hands!” I said out loud to the empty room.
I plopped down on my bed as I recalled his touch. It had been rough and gentle all at the same time. I remembered how he’d ripped my panties off of me and I couldn’t help but slide a finger beneath the fresh pair I’d just put on. I touched myself, feeling how wet I was. My pussy was still sensitive from his assault and my hips arched up. I moaned, feeling a growing desperation burn inside me. I had been both shocked and intrigued by my reaction to his manhandling. His thick fingers wrapping around my neck had nearly brought me to my knees. I had heard about rape fantasies, fantasies of being held down and forced by a man, but I never thought I’d be one to like that sort of thing. It was beyond what I had ever imagined. Yes, he had taken me by force, but I was sure that if I had really, truly struggled, he would have pulled away. My problem wasn’t what he’d done, it was that I had actually enjoyed it and the questions lingered in my head.
Why does he feel so safe? Why does his power overwhelm me in such a sexually intense way? Why do I like his dirty words?
At some point in the last couple of weeks my body had decided it wanted Seth. But I didn’t just want his body, I needed all of him. I traced my clit and moaned again, remembering his hands on me and the warmth of his body. He was consuming every second of my days, and as I touched myself to a full blown orgasm, I knew that I needed to get as far away from him as I possibly could before he consumed my nights as well.
I watched him carefully as he leaned on the doorframe of the living room. He held his arms crossed over his massive chest, and his lip was raised in that sexy crooked smirk that made his eyes gleam with mischief. He hadn’t been by for a couple of days and I wasn’t sure how to react to his presence. I should run screaming, but instead I couldn’t help but want the feel of his hands on me again.
“What are you doing here?”
He grunted. “I’m supposed to watch over you, remember?”
“No. You’re supposed to be Ryder’s bodyguard, an unwanted one at that. Not that you’re doing a good job of it anyway.”
“What?”
I turned around with Ryder on my hip. “You heard me. You haven’t been here in days. You did what you wanted to me, you didn’t even apologize. You show up whenever you want to and now you expect me to what…play nice? Give me a break, Seth. Why don’t you just get out? Go find one of your whores to bother. I don’t need you’re so called protection while I’m in the apartment.”
He took a step into the living room, filling the area with his lethal energy. “I watch over both you and Ryder whether you like it or not.” I opened my mouth to answer back, but he held a hand up to stop me. “This is not debatable! You’re stuck with me, so get used to it. And you will take my protection when I give it to you, not when you want it!”
I glared at him. His words sending a clear double meaning. “Well we’re clearly not in any danger, so I want you to leave.”
His eyes widened in anger. “I leave when I damn well please! I was stationed here with you, and here’s where I’ll stay!”
“You can stay in the office! Just stay away from me, Seth. I mean it! I don’t want to see you!” I placed Ryder in her playpen. I felt him wrap his arms around me as I was bent over.
I cried out as he spun me around. He walked us backwards until he had my back pressed against the kitchen island. I had a full view of the playpen and the entrance, but he had taken me far enough away from the baby to be somewhat alone.
“Let go of me!” I struggled against him, but his grip on me was tight. He bent down and licked my collarbone, biting down hard and making me cry out.
“You don’t mean that, cupcake,” he whispered.
“Yes, I do!” I tried pushing him back, but instead of stepping away, he picked me up and propped me onto the counter. His lips continued to leave wet kisses along my neck and chest. When I felt his tongue dip into my cleavage, I gasped at the thrilling sensation.
He hummed in response, tightening his hold on me. “You taste so good, cupcake. Just like my nickname for you, you’re all deliciously soft. I wonder how sweet your icing will taste on my tongue.”
“You’re sick.” I breathed and gasped as his lips found my nipple through my tank top.
His chuckle ran through my body in small electric waves. “You keep telling me that. But if I’m sick, then you’re my fucking cure.”
As the words left his lips, he grabbed and sucked on my hardened nipple through the material of my top, he bit down on me gently, and I couldn’t keep from crying out again. He was driving me to the edge of an orgasm just from his incessant suction. His hands were playing havoc on my nerves and his deep guttural groans as he bit and licked my body placed me onto another platform. One where he alone held me suspended in arousal.
“Seth,” I sighed as he ran his tongue along my lips, succeeding in parting them and taking what he wanted. His thumbs trailed along my bare midriff and every so often he’d run his hands up my back pressing me to him.
I ran my hands through his hair as he deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue with mine while forcing me to taste him. Not that I was putting up a fight. On the contrary, I was a willing victim to his assault on my senses.
I heard a faint cry in the distance, slowly pulling me away from what was happening with Seth’s mouth. His hands tightened on my back, pulling me against him and molding me to his chest. He felt hard and warm and I wanted to wrap myself in his arms and stay there for hours.
Once again, Ryder’s faint cry made me react. “Seth,” I whispered against his lips.
“Mmmm?” He hummed against my mouth.
I pushed back on his chest until he finally took a step back. His eyes were a dark green, the color of freshly cut grass after it rains. I could make out his irises, dilated in arousal, and his lips were swollen from the kiss. I quickly looked away before I was lured in again by his hungry gaze. I slid off the counter but he didn’t step back, instead he pressed himself up against me allowing me to feel his hard bulge against my lower belly.
“The baby’s crying, Seth.” I stared up at him nervously.
He placed his hands on either side of me on the counter, keeping me trapped. “The next time I want something from you, you’re gonna give it to me. I’m done with you pushing me away,” I looked down but he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I’m not finished with you yet, cupcake. This,” he pointed back and forth from me to him, “is just fucking starting.”
He turned away and then bent down and picked up Ryder as I watched him. He looked so peaceful and calm as he cradled her. Turning around, he met my gaze. “And let Diesel know you won’t be going on any more fucking dates. Let him know you’ve been taken.” I opened my mouth to say something, but he growled. “Either you tell him or I’ll fucking tell him. Either way, I’ll make sure he doesn’t even talk to you again.”
We stared at each other for a long time, the hunger in his eyes was still there, but there was something else simmering. Something more intimate, something I wasn’t really prepared for.