Strong yet gentle lips kissing along my neck slowly bring me from my sleep. Hands were slowly roaming my body, groping me, claiming me possessively. A small moan escapes my lips when fingers pinch my nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through me.
“Good morning, Aurora.” A soft, deep voice calls out. Opening my eyes, I find deep brown eyes watching me.
“Dominic?” I ask, wanting to make sure that it was indeed the right twin in my bed still.
“One and the same, baby.” He confirms, a smirk gracing his lips. I blink, searching for any hint that it may be a lie, but I catch sight of the chain he wore yesterday and sigh with relief.
“Happy to know I am not Liam?” Dominic asks, dipping his head to nip at the sensitive skin of my neck. I moan again, my hands moving to clutch his hair as he kisses and licks along my sensitive skin. He was between my legs, his hard cock pressed against my entrance and I realize that some time between when he climbed into bed after his shower to now, Dominic must have undressed me.
“Y-yes.” I stutter out, getting another chuckle from the man above me.
“Good. Because I am the only one who has ever been deep inside you, and I plan to keep it that way if you let me.” He says, sounding possessive. Before I can respond, Dominic thrusts his hips against me, his hard cock entering me slowly. I moan, learning that I am already soaking wet and needy with pleasure. His lips find mine as he slowly fills me until we are pressed together. I feel full, stretched to the limit as Dominic settles, before slowly pulling out.
“I want you to call my name, Aurora. I want to hear my woman call out my real name as I make love to you.” He groans into the kiss, pulling out until just the tip is left inside me.
“Dom-Dominic!” I call out instinctively, feeling him slam into me and letting out a guttural moan of pleasure.
“Good girl.” He whispers, his lips returning to mine, our tongues tangling together as Dominic slowly thrusts harder, faster, inside me. Our moans and groans fill the room, my body bending to his will with my legs wrapped around his hips, opening myself wider for Dominic to take me. Every time his pulls out, he leaves me whimpering, calling out his name for more, and he obliges. Gone is the mad man who fucked me like a whore when I called out Liam’s name, not realizing at the time it was Dominic who took my virginity. Instead, Dominic made love to me, moving in a way that although was fast and hard, left me begging for more pleasure, until stars began to dance around my vision and my insides clenched.
“Good girl, Aurora.” Dominic praises, lighting something inside me.
“Come hard on my dick.” He moans, riding out my orgasm until he slams inside me one last time. The familiar feeling of being filled with hot cum causes my pussy to twitch and another orgasm to erupt inside me right as the first one ends. Dominic shudders, his lips on the crook of my neck as I hold onto him tightly. Never had I felt so much pleasure before.
The high of pleasure slowly fades away and I begin to catch my breath. Dominic is still above me, carefully keeping his full weight off of me, as I slowly release him.
“I am going to pull out, okay.” He warns me gently, his eyes meeting mine.
“O-okay.” I stutter out, my voice a hoarse whisper from screaming out his name just moments earlier. He gives me a smile, one that threatens to take my breath away, before gently pulling his cock from inside me, leaving me feeling empty. After making sure I wasn’t hurt, he carefully moves from between my legs and lies beside me, scooping me into his arms.
“I have been dying to hear you call my name when I fucked you. Now that I have heard it, I don’t think I could let you go.” Dominic whispers into my hair, taking a slow, deep breath.
“Dominic, you said you were the only one who slept with me.” I slowly say, wanting to bring up his statement from earlier.
“Weren’t you scared that I would end up pregnant and Liam would realize the baby wasn’t his?” I continue, pressing my hands against his chest and feeling the muscles underneath flex against my touch.
“Not really.” He answers, his voice deep and husky.
“I liked the idea of impregnating you. It meant that you were mine, that I would be able to take you away from Liam easier.” He answers, slowly playing with my hair.
“And if Liam had a problem with it, I would just have to show him how fragile that plastic face of his is.” Dominic adds, a dark chuckle shaking his body and vibrating into mine. Dominic was okay with me being pregnant. Had been hoping it would happen to easily take me away from Liam. Until last night, when he confessed everything to me, including his plans to take me away from Liam, away from Vancouver City, I would have never thought a man like him would be possessive over someone like me.
“So, what are your plans with the U.S.B. I gave you last night?” Dominic asks, his fingers combing through my hair in such a gentle touch that I find my eyes growing heavy.
“I am not sure I can trust you with that information, yet.” I admit, looking up to find his eyes already on me.
“I can accept that answer.” He sighs, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to my lips, a kiss I find myself reciprocating.
“On the condition that you let me get you out of this city before the wedding.” He continues once the kiss has ended.
“I was planning on leaving the morning of the wedding.” I admit, watching a smirk grow along his lips. A smirk that I know is his approval of my admission, his approval of my plan.
“Well, I can help you with that. My jet will be ready for us the morning of the wedding. Just a heads up, Sheryl plans to live stream it to her followers, so whatever you plan to do, do it then.” I grin at this new information, making a mental note to tell Mira about it so that her hacker friend could monitor Sheryl’s live stream.
“Is there anything else I should know about?” I ask, feeling comfortable around Dominic, realizing that he has become more playful in the last few hours. It seems his real personality is showing and not the façade he put on when he was pretending to be Liam.
“Yes. I have to leave soon since Liam has a business trip. Tomorrow, he will be the one returning.” Dominic answers, his grip on me tightening as he pulls my body flush against his.
“Tomorrow night, he and Sheryl will be introducing me to you, just play along until we can get back at those pompous asshats and can leave this place for good.” His words are filled with possessiveness, his eyes boring into mine as if memorizing my face. I nod, not sure what to say as Liam already told me about the business trip to Alberta that he has tomorrow morning.
“Just one more week until the wedding, and then we can leave.” I muse, resting my head against his chest.
“Yeah, seven more days and I can take you to Toronto.” He agrees. God, Mira is going to have a field day with how my life has turned into the biggest soap opera around.
Sitting at the dining room table, my laptop in front of me, I go through the contents of the U.S.B. Dominic gave me last night, confirming with my own eyes that he was telling me the truth. Every little detail about Sheryl’s game was unfolding before me with each video he had managed to capture, and my excitement turned into pure glee at knowing my so-called wedding day will be the Knightsbridge’s and Crow’s downfall. The elite of Vancouver City who seemed so untouchable will become laughing stocks in the public eye.Dominic had left about an hour ago, slipping a simple silver bracelet onto my wrist before he did and telling me that he loved me. I did not respond to the sentiment since I was not sure if I was in love with him or not, but my heart did skip a beat with his gentle kiss as he told me to eat well and stay safe, something I realized Liam never did. This care and consideration was only a Dominic thing, and it made me want to trust him more, to lean
Strong yet gentle lips kissing along my neck slowly bring me from my sleep. Hands were slowly roaming my body, groping me, claiming me possessively. A small moan escapes my lips when fingers pinch my nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through me.“Good morning, Aurora.” A soft, deep voice calls out. Opening my eyes, I find deep brown eyes watching me.“Dominic?” I ask, wanting to make sure that it was indeed the right twin in my bed still.“One and the same, baby.” He confirms, a smirk gracing his lips. I blink, searching for any hint that it may be a lie, but I catch sight of the chain he wore yesterday and sigh with relief.“Happy to know I am not Liam?” Dominic asks, dipping his head to nip at the sensitive skin of my neck. I moan again, my hands moving to clutch his hair as he kisses and licks along my sensitive skin. He was between my legs, his hard cock pressed against my entrance and I realize that some time between when he climbed into bed after
The bedroom door slams open, making me jump. I turn my head to see who it is that intruded on my bedroom and hold back my scoff. There, standing just a few feet away from me, is Dominic Knightsbridge. How do I know it is him when he and Liam were wearing the same suit at the club? Simple, he had the top half of his shirt undone, revealing the gold chain he wore around his neck.His deep brown eyes meet my blue ones, and a look of lust and love washes over them. Before I could move, Dominic had taken just four strides to reach my side, slamming his lips onto mine. The taste of beer assaults me as he pushes his tongue past my lips, tangling it with mine. A moan involuntarily escapes my lips while strong arms scoop me from my seat and flush against a familiar hard chest. This was definitely Dominic, as he was the only one I noticed having bees tonight.Dominic carries me to the bed, gently lying me down before crawling between my legs and hovering above me, his lips movin
Entering the mansion feeling dejected, I call out for Helen and let her know I have returned home. She greets me instantly, appearing from the kitchen door, wiping her hands on her apron.“That was, Miss Aurora.” She notes, her brows furrowed with concern.“The storm got too bad, and I figured coming home was safer than being out.” I lie smoothly, giving her the practiced smile I have used many times at Liam’s work events.“Ah, I see. Would you like something warm to drink to help chase the chill of the storm away?” Helen asks, and I instantly say yes, asking for her famous hot chocolate. Helen smiles happily, telling me to go change into some warm clothes and that the hot chocolate will be ready in a few minutes. Thanking her, I head up the stairs and into my room, deciding that I needed to call Mira as soon as I changed into some comfortable clothing.As soon as I reach my room, the first thing I do is dig the pregnancy test out of my purse and throw it and anything related to it in
The drive home in the rain was spent with me fighting back the tears threatening to spill. At times, I had to pull over to take a deep breath and stop myself from falling apart before I made it safely home. Home. This mansion I lived in was not home, but a prison, a stage created by Sheryl, Liam, and their friends for their own entertainment.I met Sheryl in college as my roommate and learned through her drunken ramblings when she thought I was asleep that she loved playing twisted pranks that ruined people’s lives. I listened in as she reminisced about a prank she pulled on her “friend” in high school. The girl was a scholarship kid like me, planning to get into a good college or university and make something of her life. From what Sheryl said, this girl fell for the silver-spoon friend Sheryl set this girl up with.Sher fell for the rich kid chasing her. For the flowers, luxury goods, and expensive dates, thinking she had met her prince charming. But she never gave up studying or he
Pulling into the parking lot of the Starsign Club, I shut off the engine and closed my eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath and calming my nerves. The rain was beginning to pitter-patter against my windshield, reminding me about the storm coming in that Helen had warned me to be careful of. Climbing out of my car, I scurry towards the front door and flash the guard, David, a smile. He waves me on through, much to the annoyance of the waiting club goers.“Sorry guys, but she is V.I.P. and friends with the owners.” David says, and I catch him shrugging his shoulders unapologetically. Owners? Did he just say Owners? I thought only Sheryl owned the Starsign Nightclub.Confused, I make my way through the club, squeezing past the dancing crowd holding my purse to my chest. It doesn’t take long to reach the steps that lead to the V.I.P. section, and I nod to the two bouncers standing on either side, watching as shock, then pity, flicker through their gazes before allowing me to pass. I