Darkest Before Dawn (A Guardian's Diary Book 1)(40)

“I will, right after I let him fuck you senseless.” She seemed to have some sort of crazy logic about what she was doing that didn’t make the slightest bit of sense to me. The whole passive-aggressive thing just wasn’t working even in my foggy little world. Warmth filled my body and my arms felt loaded down with lead, and my legs seemed to be made of jelly and wouldn’t cooperate with my will to run away. An alien had taken over my body, and I was floating over it, watching. I was sure of it.

 Or, I’d taken a wrong left and landed my ass in Crazyville, which was only one mile away from Hussyland.

She removed my clothes with a knife as her friend held me in place. She fought with the kevlar before figuring out it wouldn’t budge; she became frustrated and yanked it off without undoing the sides almost ripping my arms off with it.

“I heard Jaeden tell you that he wanted you tied up, so that is what we will do,” she said with a soft giggle, like this was all some sort of big joke we were playing on Jaeden. My mind was becoming too foggy to care with what was happening to me or the planet.

I was unceremoniously tossed on the bed, his bed. She pulled a box out from a hidden panel in the wall as the dark skinned male, who seemed only able to moan, held me down. His eyes were as black as midnight, and he had protruding fangs that looked too big for his mouth.



She called out instructions, which the male followed, tying me to the bed posts, forcing my legs to stay spread open. I was about to scream, but she shoved a gag that had a ball in it into my mouth. I shook my head as she tried to secure it around my head. She had immense strength; her hands were rough, and unforgiving. Tears slid from my eyes as hopelessness set in.

She blindfolded me, and I felt her fangs as they punctured the flesh of my breast. How could another woman do this? To another woman! I couldn’t move as her fangs bit me in several more places. When she finished, she made a hissing noise.

“She’s delicious.” She hummed it as if it was a lullaby. “Put the bow on her pussy, and start the music. It’s time to fetch my husband.”

Music started as the door closed. I choked on the gag, and waited for Jaeden to save me from this fucked up circus ride. I could feel blood dribbling from Viking Barbie’s many bites. Time passed, and I felt increasing changes to my body as it grew heated and wet. Sweat covered my face, as the pulse and pain from the bites blistered my mind.

“I told you, Astrid, I don’t want anything from you…” Jaeden’s voice stopped at the door. His breathing hitched in his lungs, and then came the anger. “You fucking whore! What the fuck have you done?”

She started chattering at him excitedly, but it sounded like that language Jaeden spoke those few times to me, so I couldn’t make out a word. Jaeden’s voice was dangerously calm as he responded to her. Her voice ranged from flirty and coy to petulant to pleading. For a fleeting moment I thought they sounded like the Swedish Chef from the Muppets and I lapsed into a mixture of snorts and giggles from the gag, but I couldn’t have cared less. I was on fire. Sweat beaded at my nape, and I needed something.

 “Get out of here, Astrid. Now, before I take your head like I should have done instead of marrying you,” Jaeden’s voice hadn’t changed; it was still calm and composed.

The door slammed with a shuddering blow that sounded as if it had shattered. My skin prickled with the sensation of his eyes taking in Astrid’s handiwork. I gagged on the ball in my mouth again and it seemed to bring him out of whatever he was doing, because his hand touched the skin of my face and I moved my head and pressed closer to it for more.

It was magical. His hands were magic; the moment they touched my skin, the pain eased. The moment the gag was off, he removed the blindfold and looked down at me. “I’m so sorry she did this. Stupid, manipulative bitch she is; this wasn’t what I wanted. Never like this.” His softly spoken words held a world of anger in them.

I looked up at him dizzily. “You were going to make me do this for Addy though; you said you were willing to be the bad guy if it got you what you wanted,” I accused. “Now you have me.”

“Is that why you left my office? I said I wasn’t a good person, and I meant it, Emma. I wanted you to come to me willingly, but you just wouldn’t let yourself go. I was bluffing and hoping you would push yourself that last little bit so you could finally let go. You unravel me, sweet girl. You make me need you like this, but never when it’s not of your own free will.” His hand moved my loose hair out of my face. “Sweet girl, I’ve wanted you like this since the first moment I heard your sultry voice. I wanted you to beg me for your precious release. I learned a long time ago that forcing a woman is an easy feat. Getting a real woman to come to you and beg for it? Now, that’s a precious thing. That is all I wanted with you, not whatever fucked up shit Astrid has going on in her head about what she thinks I want,” he said softly as his head shook grimly.

“Is crazy ass Viking Barbie your wife?” My voice was so small and sounded as if it belonged to someone else.

“She was once, a long time ago,” he admitted. “I have done very stupid and rash things which I have regretted because of her. Right now she seems to exist just to make me lose my mind.” He smiled weakly and I couldn’t explain the sense of relief that his words created in me. My stomach turned over and the fuzzy feeling in my head threatened to take me under.

“Something is wrong with me, I feel sick,” I whispered.

“You’re not sick. She gave you drugs. One’s that make you need…sex,” he swallowed hard as he got the words out. “The only way to relieve the pressure is to give you release.”

He hadn’t untied my legs, and I was acutely aware of that fact. “Untie me?” I whispered through cracked lips. I was burning up, and I could feel the fever spreading to other parts of my body. “Jaeden,” I whispered again as I met his eyes.



“You need to understand one thing, Emma; you can’t leave. If I don’t help you soon, you will be in agony for however many hours it takes for this to wear off.”

“So basically you have to fuck me?” I snapped angrily as tears flooded my eyes.

“No, but I will make you come…which can give you the same relief. This doesn’t have to be an all or nothing thing. I can make you come so many other ways, Emma, that you’ll find release and won’t have to feel the pain.”

“But you won’t take my virginity?”

“No, not unless you ask me to, but even then I might not. I want you, but not like this. I wanted you to ask me to take it, to take you.”

“I’m on fire,” I cried as fiery pain shot through my body, making my back arch.

“Tell me when that fire touches you…” his fingers trailed over my core, “here.”





Chapter 21





*~*Jaeden*~*





She was spread out and exposed, bared exquisitely before me. Fucking Astrid took her will away, and she didn’t even know what was coming. Unimaginable pain would engulf her if she didn’t allow me to give her release…many releases at that.

I should have killed Astrid for this, and if she wasn’t protected by Shamus, I would have. Emma didn’t deserve to be involved in our war, Astrid’s endless attempts to get me back. Seeing the Moor poised above Emma’s sweet flesh with his fangs scraping her skin had been enough to get him killed, but Astrid knew the laws. She knew that without my claim on her, that Emma was fair game. Unprotected.

To claim her before this would have involved me doing it without her consent, and even with as dark and uncaring as I was, I wanted her permission. No, I needed it. She wouldn’t have agreed to it, and probably still wouldn’t.

The sight of her strung up and her open, untouched flesh had my cock pulsing and straining to get free, to bury the need I felt in that creamy white flesh. Those rose-tipped nipples just begged to be sucked.

“Listen to me. I need you to decide something before you get too far out of it. Do you want me to find Lachlan to do this, or do you want me to do it?” She looked up at me with dizzy confusion in her beautiful blue eyes.

“You, Jaeden, I only want you. Promise me you won’t allow anyone else in here,” she cried, and I felt my useless heart clench. My cock jumped once to remind me he was there with us. Down boy; she’s untried and not ready for you. I didn’t smile, because she wasn’t really willing. She was a victim of my murderous ex-wife, who just couldn’t accept that she was a manipulative, adulterous, whore. One I could give less than a shit about.

“You’re sure? I can find the wolf for you,” I asked cautiously, wondering if I had just lost my mind by trying to do the right thing. It was something I found myself doing more frequently since meeting her. Had I really just offered to find Lachlan to fuck the pain away, when I wanted nothing more than to drive my rock hard cock balls-deep in her tightness?

“I said you!” she screamed, and her body pooled with intense heat. Her core flooded with moisture that my mouth watered to taste. Her unique scent alone was enough to drive me over the edge, but she was different than the others I sought out to find relief with. Emma had an innocence to her that couldn’t be faked.