Curse's Claim (Chaos Bleeds)(43)

“You never asked for me to cook. I did what I was told, and you told me to sit on my ass and let you cook.” Picking up her fork, she started to eat as Curse joined her. He lifted her leg up to rest on his lap. With his free hand, he caressed up her calf.

“I’m not going to sleep with you,” she said.

“We’re not sleeping. You didn’t say anything about having fun.” He dropped his fork and turned the paper she hadn’t noticed on the table for her to look at. “What do you think of an apartment?”

She looked down at a picture of one of the luxury places near the wealthy part of Piston County.

“Erm, I can’t afford it, Curse.” One of the men she cleaned for was dead. Her mother’s medical bills were a constant concern.

“Baby, I’ve got plenty saved up. We can afford this, and we won’t have to worry about rent. I’ll buy it outright. I’ve never had a problem with drugs or drink. I’ve got plenty of money.” He gave her a smile.

His touch caressed up the inside of her thigh. Curse didn’t go further up, and he kept teasing her with whatever else he could do.

After they were finished with food, Curse went to grab her mother’s tray, and she washed the dishes. He surprised her by grabbing a towel and drying up the dishes.

“When we get our own place you can cook every day.”

“I can’t cook every day. Curse, this is insane. How can I move in with you? You’ll be paying for everything.” She ran fingers through her hair as she stared at him.

“We’ll be a couple, and soon we’ll be married. What I have is yours.” He placed the towel in the washing machine, taking hold of her arm and drawing her closer to him. The scent of leather filled her nostrils, turning her on.

He cupped her cheek, stroking a thumb along her lips. She opened her mouth, and he slid his thumb inside. With his other hand, he tugged at the button holding her jeans up.

“Curse, what are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to fuck you. Your mother was already asleep when I left the room. No one can hear us.”

She couldn’t deny him. Her body was on fire for his touch.

Wriggling out of the jeans, she tore at his clothes as he got her naked. He lifted her up and placed her on the kitchen counter. His lips were on her pussy before she could stop him. Gripping his hair, she smashed her pussy against his face needing the slight edge of pain to the pleasure.

“That’s it, baby, take what you want.” He slammed fingers inside her as he sucked in her clit.

As she cried out, the pleasure was too much.

“No, I want to feel your cunt around my cock before you come.”

He stood, pulled his cock out of the slit in the jeans. She watched him rub the tip up and down her slit before thrusting deep into her core. Sinking her nails into his bare shoulders, she pressed her lips to his neck to keep her noises down. Mia sucked on his neck wanting to mark his flesh for others to know who he belonged to.

“You’re so fucking tight. I can’t wait to get inside your ass. You’re going to love my cock there.”

Curse bit her nipples, sliding his tongue over the peaks to ease out the sting. He pulled her off the counter and slammed in deep. They both cried out together. Holding onto the counter, she thrust down onto his cock. The angle was odd, but he got so deep inside her.

“We’re going to need to do something about this,” she said. “You never wear a condom.”

“I never want to wear one. I don’t care if I get you pregnant. That’s how much I want you, Mia. I want you pregnant with my kid. You’ll make a good mother. I want everything from you. Your laughter, your screams of pleasure and pain. Give me everything.”

He was asking for her to give a part of herself she’d not even thought about in such a long time. Ever since her life had been changed by taking a life she’d kept the happiness from inside her.

“Please, give it to me, Mia.” He cupped her face, pressing his lips to hers.

Could she do it?

Why are you hiding?

Nodding her head, she smiled. “Yes, Curse, I’ll give you everything.”

He fucked her harder, going deep inside her. She forgot where she was and gave him everything he wanted. Opening up her feelings, she fucked Curse, loving him with every part of her being.

When he pulsed deep inside her as she came to a screaming orgasm, she wrapped her arms around him. Curse held her as he carried her through to the sitting room.

His hands caressed up and down her back, comforting her in ways she didn’t think was possible.

“You’re never going to regret giving me what I need.”

“Please, don’t hurt me,” she said.