“Do you feel how sensitive this sweet pussy is now? How wet and ready it is for my hard cock?”
“Jaeden,” I moaned hoarsely as I drifted back to earth. The plea was naked in my eyes. I wanted it to stop, but couldn’t form the words. I couldn’t form anything; it was as if my mind had turned to mush from the sheer magnitude of that orgasm.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you…if you keep looking at me with that plea for me to stop one more time I am going to turn you over and spank your sexy little ass. Now, come again and this time, don’t break eye contact with me. I want to see your eyes when they grow vacant from pleasure.” His other hand held my throat again, tender but with enough pressure to assist me in doing as he’d told me to. “Now, tell me who taught you to come that hard, good girl?”
“You did,” I breathed through swollen lips that wanted nothing more than to taste him.
“Part your legs, and beg me to fuck you, Emma.” His dirty mouth was my undoing, and the moment he lowered his body and claimed my clit with his tongue, flicking and kissing it, I bucked my hips in response, riding his face. He slid his fingers over my opening, and I screamed for even more of him.
“You feel that, Emma?” he whispered as he continued, only breaking up his words as his tongue sucked and nipped at the soft, sensitive nub that seemed to hold his attention. “Every time my finger slips up and down and over this honey,” he dipped his fingers inside so I would catch his meaning. “And I move them slower and slower, until your tortured arousal, your sweet fucking wetness lets it slip within you, like this.” He plunged them deep inside of me. “Every time they get close, this sweet pussy with all its wetness trying to suck them inside, to fuck them.”
“Yes!” I was mindless, and this was torture. If he hadn’t tied my arms, I’d be riding him like a freaking horse at a rodeo, because I was in pain with need for him. Achy didn’t even begin to describe how I felt.
“That wasn’t a question, my sweet little toy. I hope you’re ready.” He pinned me down, holding my bound hands just above my head until he was poised between my thighs. He smiled, and then flipped my body over, until once again I would have been on all fours, but with bound hands, I was forced to lay there with my cheek to the bed and my ass exposed in the air.
His hands landed on my ass, as he rubbed the sensitive flesh he found there. “Someday soon, I’m going to fuck you here,” his thumb dipped inside and I tensed as if he’d lit a fire cracker with a short fuse. “You’ll like it, too.” He leaned over me and I listened as the sound of his pants being unzipped sounded like music to my ears. I tensed as the tip of his cock pressed against the flesh that just had his fingers in it, but then he lowered it to the sleek wetness of my pussy.
His lips pressed against my ear as he told me to take it, and I moaned as he fed his cock to my greedy opening, inch after glorious inch. His hand held my face in my place. He didn’t allow me to move as he entered my body; he watched my expressions with an eagerness I could feel. He whispered encouragements as he filled me until I could take no more of him. When I moaned and cried out, he laughed, the sound seductive and erotic as it rumbled against my ear. Then he whispered seductively, “We aren’t finished, little girl. I have more for you.” There was more? He plunged in deep and I screamed. It made me wetter which allowed him in even more, and I trembled around his cock, his massive cock that was buried deep inside of me.
“You’re about to come for me again, are you ready?” he teased as he leaned back and slapped my ass hard while his other hand grabbed a handful of hair and pulled.
It was overwhelming, and erotic. I felt dirty and yet I wanted him to do worse. I wanted him to use me without remorse. I wanted to feel his worst, and know his best. I didn’t care what he did, because my world was spinning off its axis, and he was the center of my universe in this moment.
I had a fire inside of me, and I wanted to believe in it, in this, in myself. I wanted to tether the fire I’d seen burning in his eyes when he looked at me, the way the world spun out of control and atoms collided together for a cataclysmic event when we touched. That’s why I was here, that was why I was with him. That’s how I felt with him. Only Jaeden. There was something so achingly beautiful inside me when I was with him that it terrified me and made my world spin off its axis. Nothing else mattered. Nothing mattered but him and the fire that was burning in his eyes.
He went stiff behind me and swore violently as his hands tightened, as if he was surprised by his release. “Fucking hell, Emma, you make me helpless and come like a stripling every time I am with you.”
“Good,” I growled with pride, but I could already feeling him moving again.
“Too bad I’m not done. You’re not sore enough, little Valkyrie. Not by a long shot. Now, scream for me, more. Scream until every male in this area knows who this sweet fuck toy belongs to.”
Chapter 29
He kept his promise, and for twenty-four hours, I was everything he said I would be. I was sure as I eased into my clothes the next evening that I would feel the soreness into next week. Jaeden quietly led me through the estate, and stayed with me on the walk home. Everything seemed as if it had changed since last night. He seemed distracted, as if something was bothering him. I left him alone as he didn’t seem like he was ready to share what was going on in his mind.
When we’d reached the half-way point, he stopped and looked around us and his posture grew stiff. He narrowed his eyes and tilted his head, as if he was listening to something.
It wasn’t until a black SUV pulled behind us from the direction we had come, that his shoulders dropped and his head shook as he turned and looked at me. He was angry at something, and I caught a look of resignation as it crossed his face.
“Jaeden?” I asked, looking around us for any sign that something was off. I could see nothing, but he was reacting to something.
“Emma, go home. I have to leave. Now,” he said abruptly as he turned to leave.
“What the hell?” I demanded as he started to walk away. “What’s wrong with you?” I followed him a few steps.
“Some of the elders have arrived; word has gotten out about what happened at the bridge yesterday. This is very bad, Emma. I have a good deal of explaining to do and I don’t want you anywhere close to me,” he said and stopped again as he seemed to think on something more and then let out a stream of what sounded like irate curses. “Tell Lachlan the rogues we were concerned with are closer than we thought,” he continued bitterly and moved towards the SUV as I stood there, stunned and frozen at the sudden change. Jaeden sniffed the air and called out.
“Take her home wolf; I can smell you in the bushes, Lachlan. Keep her safe.” Jaeden opened the passenger door as Lachlan and his men came out of the woods. “She’s yours to protect now.” His angry eyes were the last thing I saw as he closed the door firmly.
“Emma,” Lachlan said as he tried to pull me away from where I stood, too confused and hurt to move. “Lass,” Lachlan said as he picked me up and began to carry me. “Emma, breathe.”
It didn’t matter. Nothing did. He was gone. He’d left me. I’d lost my dad, and Grayson, and Jaeden had been the only person I knew who could possibly help me track down the Sentinels who had taken my brother.
Three weeks later.
“Emma, is this enough silver? Lach and Liam have pilfered every jewelry store from Seattle to Spokane it seems,” Addy asked. “Pretty ballsy if you ask me, like Superman handling kryptonite.” She giggled.
“Looks good, and with the bars of silver from the bank, we should have enough for a war with the rogue packs, if it actually comes to that.” It was looming over us, and only a matter of time before they attacked. It was as if they could sense that the vampires had abandoned us.
Jaeden was gone, and by gone, I mean every vampire that had been camped out at the estate had vanished without a trace. We had been left to fight the rogue packs alone, as well as look for my brother. Lachlan was sweet, and was trying to fill my days with busy work, but nothing filled the void Jaeden had left inside of me. I was able to keep my mind busy during the day, but at night he would haunt me.
Only the thought of protecting the people here—and eventually finding Grayson—gave my mind ease. I wasn’t willing to just fall in line and sleep with one of the guys to pass the hours as the others girls had been, but hey, not judging. After all, it seems I’d been a vampire’s plaything. I had no room to judge anyone.
“They’re back!” Aydan shouted, and we all grabbed guns and moved to the door. This was becoming an everyday thing, but unless they tried to breach the doors, we normally just stood at the ready. Today there seemed to be more of them, as if they’d actually expected us to come out.
“They can’t get in here, so hold back. If they manage to be hiding explosives in their fur, we might have something to worry about.” I watched as our wolves agreed, if not a little unwillingly. I knew they itched to fight them, but it wasn’t time. They were testing us, looking for weakness.