LeahHis voice startled me. I thought to myself that there was no way he was here. My heart raced wildly as I turned only to find Nathan there.How was he here?Aiden's fingers dug into my hips, forcing me to face him again. "I don't like the way you're looking at him, Leah," he said through clenched teeth, anger simmering in his dark eyes.I flinched under his gaze, opening my mouth to speak, but Nathan cut in. "Get your hands off her."He stepped forward, clenching his fist.Strom appeared from nowhere, blocking his path. Aiden tightened his grip around me, pressing me against his chest. "And what are you going to do about it?"he taunted.Nathan's jaw clenched, anger twisting his face."You son of a..." he snarled, trying to move past Storm, but Sorm shoved him back, holding him in place.I tried to pry Aiden's hand off me, but his grip tightened, his nails biting into my skin enough to leave bruises.His lips brushed the shell of my ear, his voice a low threat."Don't even think
Aiden The bed was empty, and the sheets rumpled where her body had been before I left. Where the fuck did she go? She was supposed to stay where I left her. Where I could find her. When I searched the bathroom and didn't see her, I was about to head to the closet when I saw her at the balcony. The sheets wrapped around her, and arms draped over the railings. The wind blew her hair, and she pushed it behind her ear. I loved how she fit in my space. But every moment with her feels like borrowed time, and that shit pisses me off. It was her family. They were the reasons she was thinking of leaving. They were distractions that I needed to erase. As I reached the doorway, she turned, my gun in her hand. I stopped on my track. She smiled faintly, then waved it at me. "Did you forget this?" She asked, tilting her head. "Or is this one of your games to see if I'd shoot you?" My lips curled into a slow smirk. I actually had forgotten to take it with me. And— "Do you want to
AidenHer palms splayed across my chest, steadying herself as she rode me, bobbing up and down my cock.I groaned when she clenched around me and rolled her hips.Fuck.My hands slid up her sides, gripping her waist as I rasped, "Do that again."And when she did, tighter and slower this time, my jaw clenched tight, nails biting into her flesh. I swear I saw stars.Fuck, I was coming apart under her, piece by piece. And she didn't even know it.I tried to sit up, desperate to take control, but she pressed a hand to my chest, a light push that sent me right back to the couch.Finished man.I so badly wanted to flip her over, fuck her until she was crying that she couldn't take any more. But I stayed there, letting her take control even though it was torture. Because I wanted her to want this. To want me. Because fucking her wouldn't feel this good if she didn't.Oh God, I loved watching the faces she made. Her pupils were blown, lips parted in a soft 'O', damp blonde hair a wild mess
Leah "If you were one of the girls at the auction," he said casually, "you'd have been easy to handle." He turned his head slightly, grinning up at me. "Still... I wouldn't trade this stubborn version of you for anything." I smacked him on the head with the dryer. Was that supposed to be a compliment? "Fuck!" he winced, laughing. "You're sick." "I was just saying..." I made to hit him again, but a knock at the door saved him. "I'll get it," he said quickly, already halfway there. I placed the dryer down and stared at the mirror. It looked back at me, cold and judging, reflecting a woman letting herself be touched by the very man she should hate. Fuck you. He returned a few minutes later with a black bag. He sat beside me, pulling out a small box. Inside was a silver necklace, the heart shaped emerald pendant shimmered in the light. "I had it custom made for you," he smiled, putting it around my neck without asking. His fingers brushing against my collarbone. "Beautiful
Leah I left the room before the sun came up, slipping into the kitchen with a lot on my mind. I couldn't stay in that bed with him. Not after the question he asked. And my stupid heart wouldn't stop beating hard just because of it. Have you forgotten who he is? The reason you are here? This isn't some romance drama. Neither was it some romantic vacation. He kidnapped you. And right now you are fucking your way to freedom. I gripped the glass tighter. "Why aren't you coming back up?" I heard his voice. He was standing in the doorway, watching me with unreadable eyes. For fuck's sake. I just need space. Just a moment to think without him pressing into every fucking corner of my mind. "Godforbid a woman drinks water," I muttered, dropping the empty glass on the kitchen island. "You've been gone for hours." He must have been awake when I left. "Why? Can't sleep without me?" He stepped closer. I backed away, needing air, needing anything but his heat and scent. We need to d
LeahMy whole body ached.Even the smallest movement made me wince.He went all out last night. Was he trying to make up for the days he wasn't around?That sex crazed demon.I cursed under my breath.My gaze drifted to the mirror across the room, and I turned away instantly. That damn mirror. My checks burned from the shame of a memory I wished I could erase from my mind.I buried my face in the pillow.The bathroom door creaked open. I peeked out from the pillow.Aiden stepped out, towel wrapped low around his hips, water dripping from his hair as he dried it with another towel. He looked perfectly fine. Meanwhile, I ached everywhere!"Look who's awake, my insatiable queen." He teased.I glared at him, cheeks burning hotter. "Don't call me that."He chuckled, approaching the bed. "Yes, my insatiable queen."He sat down beside me. I reached out and pinched his side, making him cry out dramatically."Bastard.""How are you feeling?" He asked, brushing hair from my face."Like I got