All Chapters of I Want Her Bare, Always: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CharlesI know I shouldn’t dare crave her the way I do, but fuck, I’m weak and I need to take care of that weakness.I can't remember the last time I’d fucked my hand so much. I barely made it from watching her walk away to her room before I had my cock out.My breathing pattern had changed.Bringing up the feed of her room on the largest screen, I used the cursor to pick out what I wanted to see.Although every corner in the room is covered with cameras, I liked to watch them one at a time and not in a collage form at once. She was sitting on the bed.She was angry. Clearly pissed off. It's either the dinner or that I said she'd get shot that's making her feel this way.If I had my way, I’d lock myself in that room with her and push her to the wall just like she's hitting on every nerve and vein on my cock. My cock jerked to the little movement on screen. She fell back to the bed with a heave.I leaned into the screen as she spread her legs, getting a better angle, her fingers play

JaxMy body is on fire and he knows it. He wants me to admit it but I won't. He moved closer, just an inch away from my face. “I don't make wishes.”My heart was beating so fast, a spark in my chest that we were so close again.“You are not going to fuck me?”That was not me. It was his sub. He turned, a spark of anger evident on his face. “And who gave you the chance to talk?”“You left me,” she sniffed. “Don't I make you hard?”He said nothing. I swallowed hard.“I know you get tired of women easily, but don't make me feel useless because I’m—”A sound interrupted her. Body thudding to the floor, Charles turned away. What the fuck just happened??It took me a second to understand what just happened. He shot her. I continued staring, my heart beating faster than it should. I know he's dangerous, ruthless, crazy but she didn't do anything. I should say something, scream, but I can't. Her lifeless body remained on the floor with blood pouring from the hole. I've seen enough dea

Charles “The car is ready, sir.”I checked my reflection in the mirror and let out a small sigh. This is going to be the hardest part; having to negotiate with these fuckers. A peace gathering. That's what they said. My brothers think we need to try to calm them down and if at any point they go crazy, we’ll have no option but to do the same. I’m nervous, but it isn’t obvious to anyone but me. If there was another alternative, I’d like to believe I would take it.The only thing I keep telling myself is that what I’m doing is best for me, for the business. And for her. She will be safe here with me. Out in the world full of monsters and wolves. I needed the meeting to take place on the Irish’s home ground but my brother, the Almighty Nikolai has asked me to meet him here first.I know his first question would be about the girl and the lies were prepared to slip from my tongue when I greeted Nikolai in the office.I understand that my brothers are now concerned about me, about how

CharlesThe meeting was a waste of air and blood pressure. It was a total waste of my time…precious time I could be using to do something more important.I walked out before anyone could pretend it ended civilly, the echo of Italian accents still scraping against my skull. Valencia’s sun was too bright for the kind of things discussed behind closed doors. It mocked me as I crossed the courtyard, jacket slung over my shoulder, jaw locked so tight it ached.This wasn't what I had expected when I accepted the invitation for this meeting… it wasn't what I planned at all.They wanted proof.Not money. Not assurances. Proof.“She’s alive,” I had said, slow and deliberate, like speaking to children who enjoyed provoking lions.That hadn’t been enough.They wanted to see her. Needed to make sure I hadn’t snapped her neck in a fit of temper or buried her somewhere inconvenient. As if I lost control. As if I was some impulsive animal who didn’t understand leverage.I fought the urge to yell at

Jaxen What do you do when the devil offers you comfort? I'll tell you. Run. That would be my advice to anyone else but tell me why I have just nodded my head and agreed to follow him.The moment my eyes opened from the short nap, I rubbed my eyes. “Are you done with what you needed to do?”“No. I need to do something else then I’ll take you back.”I scoffed even though I didn't want to respond to that. “Just remain here,” he told me. “Keep the doors locked, and don’t you fucking dare follow me.”My chest tightened with instant anxiety. “Why?”“Because I said so.”Well, he never mentioned the part of me sitting back in the car in a place I have no idea about.“I have business to deal with. Just lie in the back seat. No one will see you.”There’s a knock on my window. I flinched, only to see a man with a brow piercing and a tattoo of a gun down the side of his face. “Don't say a word,” Charles warned. “Hey man,” the scary dude greeted. “Want to come in?”He nodded.“We weren’t exp