[Avery’s POV]Atlas’ hands begin to assault me, attacking every inch of my skin as if that single word that left my lips was a spell that turned him into a fiend that needed me."Say it again," he hisses, shoving his hand between my thighs and parting my lips with two of his fingers."Master," I whisper, still trying to get used to the word."Fuck, little minx, do you know how fucking sexy that sounds?"Before I can answer, his finger rubs against my clit while his hand, which still rests on my throat, moves and grabs my chin so my head can turn and his lips can find mine."More," he groans, beginning to tease me. "I want to hear it more.""Master," I whimper, really getting into it. "Please, fuck me, master."Gasping, I find myself being lifted and then pulled down so that Atlas’ dick enters me.Fuck, it had been a while, and the pain from being suddenly invaded along with the pleasure from being filled left me feeling like a mad woman."Fuck me, master," I beg. "Please, fuck me!"I
[Avery's POV]"Like hell I'm going to just let you leave after what you've done!" Gregory snaps, grabbing me and throwing me against the floor, so pain shoots through my chest. "I think it would be better to call the police for breaking and entering.""Breaking and entering?" I repeat, trying to ignore the pain I'm feeling. "And what evidence do you have that this is what is going on here?""How else do you explain it?""She's here with me."Eyes widening, I watch as Atlas exits the elevator and looks around at the scene that is taking place."Why are you not in bed?" He continues, shooting Gregory a glare. "What the hell have you done?"For a moment, Gregory remains silent as he looks from me to Atlas and back."What did you just say?" He asks slowly. "Because I don't think I heard you correctly.""Then let me say it clearer," Atlas responds. "Avery is here like this because she is with me."There it was. The truth was out in the open, and there was no going back from this point. Gre
[Atlas’ POV]I stare down at Avery, waiting as she looks from me to the page of the book I was referring to and then back again. From the look on her face, I was sure that she was going to give into my demands, but her embarrassment was holding her back."Remember, you don’t have to be ashamed of anything when you’re with me," I announce, deciding to try to ease her tension. "I won’t judge you."I had shown her my darkest secret, and she was still here beside me. How could she be so shy because of simple words on a page?"Shall I do it instead?" I suggest, deciding that maybe a little teasing would get her to budge. "Sit on…""No!" She gasps, grabbing the book from me. "I’ll do it. I’ll do it."Check mate.Smirking I wait as she stares at me for a moment longer before finally shifting her gaze to the book that she tightly grasps in her hands."Sit on my face," she begins, finally giving in. "Use me like a chair; smother me with your soaked pussy, baby girl.""Well?" I ask, lifting a b
[Avery’s POV]"Vacation?"My eyes widen as I take in Atlas as he hovers over me with a broad smile on his face."That’s right," he announces, leaning down and kissing my lips. "You’ve been through so much these past few months; I thought it would be nice to take you somewhere to unwind. What do you say?"What could I say? After everything, a vacation sounded lovely, but was now really the time for that?Another two weeks had passed, and I was fully healed and able to go back to work at the strip club, but Atlas insisted instead of doing that, I should go back to Jennings International so that I could help with overseeing the cooperation between them and The Franklin.Though I was hesitant about that given my grand exit from the company, but in the end, I would never grow if I didn’t go back to work in a place that had to do with my major. I would simply remain in debt and look like I was leeching off of Atlas when our relationship was made completely public."Doesn’t your cooperation
[Atlas’ POV]Avery slowly lowers herself onto me, swallowing me completely inside of her so that my dick is squeezed nicely by her tight walls."Fuck," I hiss, reaching around and grabbing her ass so I can make her move. "Does this mean that I should be the one calling you mistress?""Mistress?" she repeats, starting to move up and down on me. "Mmmm, I think I like that."Honestly, I knew that she would given how into being dominated she was getting, but since she also had a strong personality I was sure that occasionally she would want to be the one to dominate and I found if it was with her, I was fine with that."Mistress," I murmur, leaning close to her ear. "Please, make me cum."As the words leave my lips, I feel Avery’s pussy grow wetter and her walls begin to squeeze from just how fucking turned on she was getting from a single word."Beg me," she beams, fixing her gaze with mine. "I want to hear just how badly you want me to make you cum.""Please, mistress," I growl, running
[Avery’s POV]I examine myself in the full-length mirror, taking in the flowy white dress with sparkling rhinestones that Atlas had bought me for the evening and trying to ignore the imposter syndrome that was suddenly taking place.I knew that I said I wanted him to announce our relationship to the world for a sense of security, but now that the moment had arrived, I was suddenly nervous beyond belief."Little minx," his voice calls as the man himself enters the room dressed in a form-fitting black suit with a white button-down beneath it and a black bowtie. His salt and pepper hair is slicked back, allowing the perfect view of his handsome face and piercing blue eyes. "Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet now.""Kind of," I admit, keeping my gaze on his reflection as he approaches. "What if I embarrass you?"In a way, I felt like a little girl playing princess, and when I truly walked into his world, I realized that I didn’t truly belong."You’ll be fine," he assures me, zipping u
[Atlas' POV]"One more," Avery chirps as she sways against me. "I can handle one more.""Not hardly," I sigh, pulling out the key to our room and unlocking it.I had noticed it earlier on, but after dancing with Trent, her mood had been off, and she was downing alcohol like it was water.Initially, I just assumed it was due to her nerves, but as the night grew longer, it became increasingly clear that something was off.That was why I decided to leave the banquet early."I can," Avery pouts as we enter our room."You're already drunk," I point out, leading her to the large white couch that sat in the living room of the suite we were currently staying in. "How can you possibly say you can handle more?"Sighing, I kneel in front of her and begin to remove her heels, but stop as her hands grab my cheeks and force me to look at her."What are you doing?" I ask, staring into her large eyes."Do you love me?"Shock rolls through me as Avery's question hits me like a ton of bricks.Love… It
[Avery’s POV]The sound of a phone buzzing again and again, begging to be picked up, rouses me from my sleep, making it impossible to continue.Sighing, I reach out in an attempt to grab it, only to find that my hand comes down on a solid figure."Ignore it."Atlas’ soothing voice fills all my senses, and for a moment I want to, but I know that I have put out many resumes in hope of finding work.Prying my eyes open, I begin to look around until I find it sitting on the dresser just across the room."Didn’t I say ignore it?" Atlas asks as I attempt to get up. "I’m sure it isn’t important."Frowning, I fix my gaze on his and try to determine exactly why he is so insistent that I ignore my phone like that."Did something happen?" I ask, feeling a sudden sense of foreboding begin to rush through me."Have you completely forgotten last night?"Last night….Suddenly, images of the banquet and that man's words slammed into me."Shit," I hiss, realizing just how whiny I had been afterwards.
[Avery’s POV]"Congratulations, Mrs. Jennings!” My doctor beamed, handing me a long sheet of ultrasound pictures. “You’re pregnant!”Nodding, I took in the tadpole-looking creature in the pictures that I had been handed. Although I expected that this was what was wrong with me when the nausea and dizziness started, it was still amazing to see.Atlas and I had been back together for two years, and despite our best attempts, we hadn’t managed to get pregnant. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, here I was, pregnant.“Thank you,” I beam, hopping off the examination table.“Of course, be sure to give this to whatever pharmacy you use.”Smiling, I take the prescription for a prenatal from him and then head out. After dropping off the prescription, I head to the store to buy a few things before heading home.When I arrive, Atlas and Aiden still haven’t arrived, giving me the perfect opportunity to set up my surprise for them. By the time I’m finished, both appear, and before I can even
[Atlas’ POV]The feeling of an empty space beside me jolts me awake as irrational thoughts begin to overcome me, each worse than the other. Since a week before mine and Avery’s wedding, nightmares of her disappearing on me again began to haunt me, and even now that we were married and even on our honeymoon, the fear that she would just vanish forever still left me in a panic.As I take in the large empty room around me, the fear continues to grow until it is damn near suffocating and I feel like I’m going to throw up.Jumping up, I rush out and take in the empty living room. The sight only makes my panic grow.“Avery!” I call, starting to move again, this time in the direction of the kitchen. “Where are you?”The sound of the fridge door closing comes in response to my question, and before I can stop myself, I’m rushing forward until I see her standing at the counter with a bowl of fruit in one hand and whipped cream in the other.“Atlas?” She asks, her eyes widening in shock. “What’s
[Avery’s POV]I stare at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. As I take in the woman staring back at me, I feel my heart fluttering with anticipation and my stomach churning with nerves.After a year of planning, it was finally the big day where Atlas and I would become husband and wife. I was both excited and terrified, as the thought of forever still scared me.Taking a few deep breaths, I push my long, dark hair, which is curled to perfection, over my shoulder so that my bare shoulders are exposed. Frowning, I let my gaze come to rest on a single hickey that Atlas placed on me the night before.“Asshole,” I grumble, reaching for some foundation so that I could cover it.“Let us, miss!” Melanie, my beautician, gasps. “Today is your day to relax and be pampered!”“It isn’t that big of a deal,” I point out, but allow her to take the blending sponge from me. “You’ve already done enough!”As I speak, I take in my reflection once more, admiring the professionally placed makeup on
[Atlas’ POV]My dick throbs at Avery’s words, and I can’t control myself. Reaching out, I lift her into my arms and beeline straight for the bedroom. Once inside, I throw her on the bed and then go to the dresser to find a belt.“Hands out,” I announce after I’ve found it.Nodding, she does as I say, holding her wrists together in anticipation of being confined.“Such a good girl,” I murmur, wrapping the belt in place. “Now lay on your stomach.”I watch as she moves around, laying on her stomach and sticking her ass up in the air for me. Giving a giggle, she waggles it about until my hand connects with it.“Oh, Atlas!” She gasps as I smack her ass again and then slowly run my fingers over the beautiful handprint that now colors her porcelain skin. “More.”“Do you like it when I spank you, little minx?” I ask, smacking her ass again. “Does it turn you on that much to be punished by me?”“It does,” she confirms, laying her head on the bed and closing her eyes. “I love it when you do any
[Avery’s POV]I stare on in disbelief as Atlas looks up at me with so much love and determination that it makes my heart feel full.“Avery King,” he begins, opening the box so that I can see a diamond ring with opalesque accents. “I’ve been waiting five years to ask you this, and I don’t want to wait any longer. Since the day you came crashing into my life, I couldn’t get you off my mind, and with each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, and even year, I grow more and more enamored with you.”With each word, my heart beats faster until I’m sure it is going to beat out of my chest, but I want to hear more.“I’ve said it many times, but those five years without you were torture. Your smiling face, adorable gestures, and strength and beauty haunted my every waking moment. Never in my life have I met someone who could possess me so wholeheartedly—mind, body, and soul—but you managed to do it, and now I never want to let you go. I want you to be my first good morning and my last goodni
[Avery’s POV]My cheeks flush ferociously as Atlas stares at me, unspeaking. Dammit, couldn’t he say something? The silence was beginning to make me feel like I had said something wrong.“Wait til I get you alone,” he finally growls, his eyes darkening. “I’m going to..."“Mr. Jennings!”Saved by the doctor. Letting out a sigh, I turn my gaze to watch him walk in with a push cart filled with the items needed to remove the bullets from Atlas’ body.“Now isn’t a good time,” Atlas tries, but stops as I narrow my gaze on him. “Fine,” he sighs, letting out a chuckle. “But make it quick.”For a moment, the doctor doesn’t speak as he looks from Atlas to me and back, but when he decides that whatever was going on wasn’t too serious, he focuses on Atlas.“Whatever it was, I can wait.”After that, he busies himself digging into Atlas’ skin so that he could pull out each and every bullet that was lodged in him. Once he finishes, he stitches the holes closed and then wraps them.“Now,” he begins,
[Atlas’ POV]“Can’t you go any faster?”I fix my gaze on the medic that is working on wrapping my injuries as my impatience grows more and more.“Sir, I’m going as quickly as I can,” he responds, not bothering to hide his annoyance. “You’ve got bullets lodged in your body, and you’re demanding that we simply wrap your injuries and allow you to go.”“If you’re just going to fuss, then I'm..."“Going to allow these nice men to continue their job,” Dean offers, pressing a finger against one of my wounds.Hissing in pain, I shoot him a glare but remain silent until finally the medic finishes and steps back.“That should keep you from bleeding out,” he says, still looking uncomfortable. “But you really do need to come in and let us perform surgery to get those bullets out.”“Only once I’m sure my wife and child are okay,” I counter, getting up and throwing on my jacket. “Dean, let’s go.”Nodding, Dean follows me to his awaiting car. I climb inside and wait until he slips into the driver's
[Avery’s POV]I stare at the hole where the elevator had just been while my heart hammers in my chest. It was hard to believe that I was just mere minutes away from plummetting to my death, and that left me frozen to the spot, but I knew that I couldn’t continue to stay here.“We need to get out of here,” I announce, tearing my gaze away and fixing it on the man and woman who had helped me. “What floor are we on?”“Tenth,” the man responds.Right. So we had ten more floors to reach freedom.“Then there are ten floors between us and safety,” I continue, getting to my feet.As I stand, a hiss of pain escapes me as the cloth of my shirt pulls against the injury on my back.“Oh my goodness,” the woman gasps. “You’re hurt!”“It’s fine,” I assure her, trying to ignore the pain I feel. “Which way are the stairs?”“This way,” the man responds.Nodding, I motion for him to lead the way as I pick up Aiden and cradle him in my arms. Despite everything that he was currently experiencing, he was a
[Atlas’ POV]The feel of nails running along my skin rouses me from the darkness that I’m encompassed in, but something about them feels wrong. They’re much too sharp, and instead of feeling pleasant tingles from them, I feel nothing but disgust.Grunting, I attempt to roll away from them, but find that my wrists and ankles are bound.Prying open my eyes, I take in Tonia as she lays beside me with a look of contentment and pride on her face.“Oh, did I wake you?” She giggles, continuing to let her fingertips caress my skin. “I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer, but when I see you without a shirt, I just can’t help myself.”Without a shirt? What the fuck was this woman talking about?Frowning, I tear my gaze away from Tonia and take in my naked torso. Further down, I can see my briefs, but they’re the only thing that I’m wearing.“Where are my clothes?” I growl, attempting to move again, only to be reminded that I’m currently trapped. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”Was she reall