“I should scream, shouldn’t I?”“Only if you want me to hurt you.”Fear races through me. “You’d hurt me?”He smiles. “Probably not.”“Probably?”“I can’t say I never would. If you asked me to, I’d say yes.” He takes off my shoes, catching me off guard by how gentle his hands are as he rolls my ankle, trying to examine the damage. A rather shocking display for the guy who told a dude he was capable of murder not too long ago.“You’re a little fucked up, huh?”He glances at me, his eyes a deep blue ocean in the middle of a storm. “You don’t even know half of it.”I shiver from both his stare and his touch.“Looks like it’s just twisted. Just keep off of it. It’ll be fine in a few days.”“Cool, I’ll just be on my way.” I move to get up, but he is lightning quick, pinning me down, both his arms caged around me.“I’ll take you home.”“No offense, big guy, but you just beat the shit out of a guy in front of me for no reason then manhandled my ass to get me into this cigar lounge of an offi
CLARISSAAll week I’ve felt off, as if I should watch my back. Between school and helping my best friend Emily move her stuff out of her abusive ex-boyfriend’s apartment, life has taken a toll on me.These are the moments that I wished I had someone to lean on. A mom to go home to, and a dad to tell me it will all get better. The only person I have in life who knows me is Emily, and now she is hundreds of miles away in Utah, trying to put distance between herself and Roy.My back makes me want to scream as I get myself out of bed, remembering Roy’s rage. He wasn’t supposed to be home when we were clearing out, but just like any good abuser, they never keep to their promises and ache to have one more go at their victim. If having a sore back and being in pain means that my best friend is finally free of that lunatic, so be it.I walk over to get a cup of coffee started, when my buzzer goes off. I have no clue who’s come to see me at the ass crack of dawn. I glance down at my barely the
The hallway is creepy. It looks like something you’d see in a horror movie—gray, dark, and devoid of humans. This is defiantly where I’m gonna get murdered then chopped up and thrown in a dumpster.“Clarissa, stop,” I hear Vance’s deep voice yell. A part of me wants to stop. Some stupid sex-starved dumb part that thinks a massive orgasm is worth being killed.It’s hard running with your hands tied together. Who knew that you need your hands to run better. I sure didn’t, as I faceplant right on the ground. I try to get up. I raise my head and come face-to-face with his black leather, expensive-ass Italian shoes.“You alright?” he asks, trying to help me up.I shift my body away, refusing his touch. “Go to hell.”“You’re gonna prove to be difficult, aren’t you?” Vance asks, gently lifting me off the ground. The way he handles me doesn’t correlate with what he is doing. The man is holding me against my will, for God knows what, my hands tied up, and I feel really caged.“How the fuck am
“That’s not nothing, Little Bird. I’m gonna ask you one more time. Who the fuck did that to you?”Chapter 10CLARISSAVance’s grip on my arms is firm, but it doesn’t hurt. It is the way a parent might hold a child who is being belligerent, gentle but he wants me to know he isn’t messing around.I sigh, casting my eyes down. There is something about the intensity of Vance’s stare that makes me want to run both to and from him. The man is an enigma with a well-fortified web, and I am standing right in the middle of it.“Look at me, Clarissa,” he demands before his fingers lift my chin. I am lost in the deep blue of his irises. The man is really a work of art. His face is perfect in every single way, matching the sizable muscular frame of his sculpted body.“What are you gonna do to him?” I stutter, my words failing me.“Kill him.”Vance says those words as if I'd asked a stupid question. I can see that to him, that is the only solution, but the real shocker in all this is that if Vance
My phone buzzes. I walk into the bathroom and lift it off the counter. My arm stings as I do.Enzo: We got him. Should be at the cabin in 30 minutes. You sure this can’t wait? I can hold him for a few days.ME: No. I want this done. Tonight.I put the phone down and unwrap my arm. I smile as Clarissa’s name stares back at me. Grabbing the first aid kit, I clean my arm, wrap it up with gauze, and head downstairs.I throw a coat on and open the door just as Enzo pulls up to the house. He gets out, followed by Tony and who I could only guess is Roy.“Where am I,” Roy asks before he flashes me a dirty look. “You’re all gonna be in a world of pain.”I step up to him and smile, and I see his eyes widen. That was an odd ability my smile had on people right before they met my blades. They never really thought I would do anything until it was too late.“Welcome, Roy. My name is Vance Matthew.”At the mention of my name, he trashes against Tony, desperate to get free. “Listen, man, I don’t know
My hands hold her face as I take a moment to just take in her sheer beauty before I ram my cock in her mouth and hear her moan. A growl escapes from my throat, and I tug her hair back as I push farther until I fuck her mouth like it’s her pussy. I keep my eyes glued to hers the whole time, wanting her to know it was me and she was safe. She gags on my cock. The vibrations feel so good that I think I am gonna come like a teenager. I pull her off my dick, a thin line of saliva connecting her tongue to my cock like a leash. As soon as she catches her breath, I ram my cock into her again and hold her down. Her face is getting red, the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “You’re doing such a good job, Little Bird. A natural cock sucker. You like a mouthful of cock in your mouth, don’t you?”I pull her hair to get her off my cock. When she goes to answer, drool falls out of her mouth. I catch it with my hand and smear it along her face, mixing it with the blood on my hands. “You make such
Her hand shoots down to her clit, and she moans as we move in unison.Her breathing is ragged. “I’m gonna come.”I place a kiss on her shoulder. “Come for me, Little Bird. Let me hear you scream.”Her pussy constricts on my cock as her body falls forward, and she comes with my name on her lips. I slam into her, my hand holding her body immobile on the bed until I come with such force that I think I might pass out.She smiles at me, the smile of a woman who just got throughly fucked. “That was amazing.”“Oh Little Bird, I’m nowhere done with you yet.”CLARISSAI am not sure where this man came from, but the sex I just had was so mind shattering that he could chain me to a bed for the rest of my life and I wouldn’t complain.The bed moves slightly as Vance lies down beside me. “Get on my face.”“What?”“You heard me, Little Bird. Be a good girl and sit on my face.”I stare at Vance beneath me as I move up, his come sliding down my thigh. His hand shoots up as he traces the come with his
“Hey, Button,” I say when we come in the back door.She turns around and looks at me. I can see in her eyes she’s still a little pissed, but she’s cooled down.“I’m sorry, I should have been more supportive,” I say, holding out my arms. I just want to hold her, but I don’t know if she’s ready for that.“Well, good thing. They just called and offered me the job.” She crosses her arms in challenge and stares me down.I have to swallow before I speak and try to put a happy look on my face. I’m not sure I do a good enough job because for a second she looks concerned like something is wrong with me.“Oh, really?” I say, stalling to think of something nice to say. “That’s good.” God, I could kick my own ass. That didn’t sound cheerful enough. “I mean, fantastic. That’s fantastic!” I say, a little too loudly the second time.“Oh,” she says and then uncrosses her arms. She looks around the room then back to me. “Yes, I mean, it’s different. But good. Right? Of course. It should be fun.” She d
“Open this door, you pussy.”“Fuck off.”“C’mon, let me in.”Zane sighed and cast a sour look toward the door but climbed to his feet nonetheless. He opened the door and returned to his tequila.“This is pathetic,” Vinceremarked, taking in the general disarray of the room and the Zane’s overall sense of self-loathing. “What is happening here? I can tell you what’s not happening — personal hygiene,” he said, waving away the stench of Zane’s unwashed body. “Jesus, open a damn window. You could choke an elephant.”Zane smirked, unmoved by his twin’s disgust. “I’ve resigned myself to wallowing in my own filth because it’s where I belong.”Vince rolled his eyes, irritated.“When did you grow ovaries? This is ridiculous. All this over one chick?”“She’s not just a chick!” Zaneshouted, slamming his fist down on the table so hard that the tequila nearly spilled. “She’s the mother of my daughter.Don’t you get it?” He stared hard at his twin, unable to contain his fury. “She’s the most amazi
Fresh arousal stabbed her as he withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his cock. He began the slow push and sheopened for him, eager to feel him penetrate her completely. “Tell me your fantasies, love,” he said with a grunt of pleasure as he seated himself more fully inside her. She groaned, unable to form words as the sensation of being utterly impaled swamped her ability to think clearly. “Tell me how you dreamed of my cock…”“Every night,” she gasped, arching deeply to accommodate Zane’s length. “I fantasized about you fucking me, like this, just like you did before. Ohhh, Zane!”His thrusts became harder and her tightened, pearled nipples rubbed against the comforter, adding another layer of delicious sensation that nearly sent her tumbling over the edge. “Oh God, I can’t hold back!” she admitted, shocked by how quickly she’d reached the point of no return but Zane didn’t mind, in fact, he seemed just as wild to crash into that wall as she was.“That’s it, baby,” Za
He watched as Beatrice andDina disappeared in the apartment without saying goodbye. He supposed he deserved that. Since he was terrible company at the moment, he didn't pursue them.He needed to talk to someone but whom could he trust with something so personal? Vince offered terrible counseland Dillon was busy with his own impending fatherhood.One person stood out in his mind but he was reluctant to go down that road for fear of what she’d say. But even as he feared this person’s honesty, he trusted her intuition unlike anyone else."Penny?" he asked when she answered the line. Her relieved sigh on the other told him volumes."It's about time you called. I thought I was going to give birth before you came to your senses. Now fill me in with the details; I want to know everything."By the time he’d finished, he felt emotionally drained.“Zane, don’t you see what theanswer is?” Penny asked.“If I knew the answer I wouldn’t be tied up in knots,” he grumbled. Wasn’t that obvious? “I
If good intentions accounted for anything, Zane was a damn angel. He’d planned to stay in the hotel and watch Pay-Per-View or even catch up on his reading on his e-reader app on his smart phone but the minute he saw his twin grinning from the peephole, he knew his night was not going to be spent inside that room.“What are you doing here?” heasked Vince as he let him into the room. “I told you to stay home.”“Yeah, but I heard the yearning in your voice that practically begged for me to come and rescue you so get dressed, slap some cologne across your face and let’s see what’s shaking in this town.There’s sure to be a couple of hot bodies available for a little between the sheets action and I, for one, could use a little stress-relief.”“What happened to your planswith the sub and the dungeon?”“Penny happened,” Vince said wryly. “She found out and gave me a ration of shit for trying to drag Dillon out for a bit. Man, that girl has a temper.Funny thing, I think Dillon was relieve
She’s everything I never realized I wanted until I saw her little face. I can’t take the chance that you’ll change your mind when things get tough.” He was perplexed until she added, “When I found out I was pregnant, I knew it was yours because I hadn’t been with anyone else since. So I did a little checking around. It wasn’t hard to dig up some unflattering stuff.”“Like what?”“Are you sure you want to know?”At his determined nod, she continued,“You’re a player who likes to party all the time and you’ve left a string of broken hearts in your wake, as well as someone who killed herself off the roof of your building. I can’t expose my daughter to that life. You have to understand, I want a traditional upbringing for my daughter and you simply can’t provide that with your background and your lifestyle.”At the mention of Isabel, Zanefelt a wave of shame. Beatrice didn’t know the half of what’d happened with Isabel and he’d prefer to keep it that way.“I wouldn’t bring Dina to the cl
Zane couldn't believe what hewas seeing. The entire drive to San Jose, he kept telling himself, this was all likely a ruse, some game to shake cash from his wallet. But as his gut tightened with instant recognition of the long-legged strawberry blonde, he remembered the night they’d spent together with frightening clarity. When she’d said names hadn’t been necessary, truthfully, he hadn't believed her. He’d figured after a little pillow time, she’d give up her identity — mystery solved. Girls always wanted a second round with a Mackenzie. And given how many times he'd made her squeal, he had arrogantly assumed she’d return begging for more. But that wasn't how the next morning had gone down at all."Where you going?" he asked sleepily when he realized she was no longer in the bed. He found her fully dressed and trying to find her shoes. "It's so early."She smiled and, having found her shoes under the bed, slipped them on her feet and grabbed her purse. "I had fun but it's time to go
Zane Mackenzie, one of the three owners and CEO of MackenzieEnterprises, stared at the scrawl on the paper in his hand, openly perplexed and rapidly growing agitated. Was it possible? Was this some sort of trick?There were plenty of people who wanted a piece of a Mackenzie, but only an idiot would stoop to something so easily disproved…unless it was no ruse and they had the DNA to back up their claim.Sweat dampened his brow and he wiped it away as he dropped the paper to the table and stalked away, needing a moment to collect himself.“You look as if you’ve just seen your past flash before you and you’reabout to fall over in a faint,” his twin brother Vince joked as they passed in the expansive hallway of their family home.When Zane didn’t offer a rejoining quip, Vince double-backed and followed him with a subtle frown. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Is it Penny? Oh, shit. It’s Penny, isn’t it? Where’s Dillon? She’s not due for another month! I warned Dillon she was doing too much in
I really like this dress and I know from the look in Dylan’s eyes it’s probably going to be meeting its end tonight.Before I can respond the boys come racing out of the house, yelling for us. They rush into me and if it wasn’t for my husband I would have landed on my ass. The twins might only be five, but they are well on their way to being their father’s size.They each grab one of my hands, pulling me into the house. Dylan follows us in. They are talking a mile a minute about their day, as Dylan suddenly picks me up and sits me on the kitchen counter.“How about we make Mommy dinner while you tell her all about the play you’re going to be in?”My ears perk up at that. “What kind of play? You’ll need costumes!” I start to slide off the counter and Dylan laughs.“Sit, Button. We’ll get to that.” He kisses me on the top of the head as the boys start arguing over what they are going to help Dylan cook. I watch them move around the kitchen knowing life can’t get better than this.Dylan
He opens the door and we enter the lounge. The place doesn’t look busy at all. “Let’s get a drink and loosen you up.” He motions towards the bar and I take a seat. Mark slides in next to me, not sitting down. I can feel his body heat and try my best to lean away from him. The smell of his cologne is overpowering.“What can I get you two?” the pretty bartender asks us.“I’ll have a whiskey; she’ll take a merlot,” he tells her, ordering for me.Gross. I hate wine. I don’t correct him or change my order. I wasn’t planning on drinking anyway.“Maybe the wine will do more than loosen you up,” Mark whispers against my ear, making me jump. His finger trails down my arm and I freeze.I need to get out of here. Now. For some reason I’m starting to think there isn’t an event here tonight at all from the looks of this place. There are people here, but not many. A chill runs up my spine and a sense of dread bears down on me. This isn’t right, and Dylan told me to always trust my instincts. If it