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  “You’re not leaving my sight. Ever again.” I tell her with strong finality, expecting some kind of blow back but she surprises me when she nods her head in resignation.

  “I know.” She says quietly, tucking herself into my body and breathing her warmth into my neck.

  “No fight, no argument?” I ask dryly, trying to lighten the mood but she just sighs then pulls back a little to look at me, her green eyes holding onto unshed tears.

  “I was so scared, Alexander. I was scared of what they would do to me but what made it worse is thinking about what it would do to you if something had happened to me.” I can’t stand the thought but it burrows itself into my mind nonetheless. I can still hear her screams on the other end of the line.

  “I would have found them -every last one of them- and made them pay,” I tell her vehemently, my teeth clenched painfully, “then I would have joined you,” I say softer, closing my eyes tightly as I try to get rid of the thoughts that keep running rampant.

  “That’s why I fought with everything in me.” She cups my jaw, bringing me back to the present with a soft kiss to my lips.

  A few weeks later everything is mostly back to normal. Ally’s fear has been put to the back burner but mine sure as fuck hasn’t, which is why she is currently pouting as she stares out the damn window. She can pout all she wants, her safety is more important to me than her damn friendships, even if it is with the man that saved her life.

  “Molly will be there and you could go with me! He just wants me to meet his new girlfriend and I can’t keep putting this off. He did save my life.” Oh, here we fucking go. “The least I could do is meet the woman that stole his heart.”

  “Nobody owes that kid more than I do, Ally, so don’t start that shit with me. Call him up and have him meet us here, we can go down to the restaurant and-”

  “If I don’t leave this hotel then I’m going to go insane! I understand that we need to be careful right now but this is crazy! What are we going to do, stay locked up here until Peter makes his next move? What if he got spooked and left? What then?” Her tone is bratty and condescending, it takes everything in me not to beat her little ass black and blue for even daring to question me after what happened but I try to let it go because she’s right in a way, we have nothing on Peter’s whereabouts and keeping her locked up forever -although tempting- isn’t plausible for the sake of her sanity. I know I’ve been suffocating her, not allowing her out of my sight, I even stand in the halls when she attends her classes. She hasn’t had a moment to breathe and I feel for her, I really do, but it’s necessary right now. She’s put up with me for this long but now she’s nearing the end of her rope and I may need to give in... just a little.

  “Where does he want us to meet them?” I sigh, running my fingers through my hair and pulling the ends as if they are the rope to keep my balls from slipping into her purse. I am the definition of being pussy whipped.

  “Really!?!” She squeals, fully turning in my direction for the first time since this conversation started. My eyes close tightly as I admit defeat, nodding my head in shame at my weakness for her. “You’re the best!” She runs over and grabs my stubbled jaw then steps onto her tiptoes at the same time that she pulls my face down so that she can kiss me all over my face. “I love you, I love you, I love you!”

  “There’s going to be some rules.” I warn even as she continues to kiss anywhere she can reach, her warm lips turning my cock to stone.

  “I would expect nothing less from you.” She smarts off, pulling away from me seductively as she starts to slowly remove her white V-neck shirt, lifting it up and over her head. I watch her small bra-less breasts bounce slightly as she continues to walk backward, my mouth watering at the sight of her pebbled pink nipples. I stalk forward countering each of her steps as she finally presses her back up against the cool window. I place one forearm on the cool glass above her as I lean down to her face, my other hand grabbing her hip so she knows I can keep her in place if I want to.

  “Is this your way of saying ‘Good doggie, here’s your reward?’” I smirk, running my hand up her side, tilting my neck just enough so she can feel my breath on her neck.

  “No. This was my way of saying that ‘you make me so happy... now pleasure me the way that only you can’.” She breathes, whimpering as I pinch one of her sensitive nipples. I chuckle, shaking my head in soft reproach at her attempted order. Nothing makes me happier than bringing her to the greatest heights of pleasure but I know that she and I are both happier when it’s done my way. Little seductress.

  “That’s a little better but I think you’ve failed to remember who gives the orders in this relationship.” I circle my thump around one hard nipple, then the other before dipping lower as I thumb the button on her jeans. Her breath becomes choppy at the promise of what I can give her, a needy sound escaping her plump lips when I back away, an eyebrow raised in challenge as I sit down on the couch and place my hands on the back of my head. Time to get my balls back.

  “Alexander... please.” She squeezes her thighs together, pleading sweetly for her release.

  “Take your pants off. Panties too.” I order, appearing calm and composed. I’m strung so tight that I could come just watching her walk toward me, but I would never allow that of myself. If you’re not man enough to hold off coming until your woman does then you really don’t deserve her. She stands in front of me, then does as I ask, removing everything from her gorgeous body aside from the necklace that I gave her when she was six years old to let her know she was mine. She’s fucking stunning. Nothing can ever compare to the sight of her breathlessly awaiting my orders. “Are you wet? Do you need me, Ally?” My voice is husky and dark with my own desperate need and her eyes fill with lust as she hears it, her cheeks turning pink at my words.

  “Y-yes. I need you.” She pants out, causing my dick to jump in my jeans.

  “You want my mouth or my fat cock?” I smirk, raising a challenging brow when she turns an even deeper shade of pink, her long, dark lashes lowering with her embarrassed arousal. She swallows audibly then lifts her beautiful green eyes to meet my dark ones, a look of shy confidence finally shining through.

  “I’d like both.” I huff out a laugh, loving her greed then I fall sober when she raises a challenging brow of her own.

  This type of challenge from her is definitely something I’m up for.

  Chapter 24 – Alexander

  “Get over here.” My voice is dark with desire, hard with lust. She doesn’t hesitate in her movements and neither do I, I pull her arm as soon as it’s within distance, yanking her until she’s stood directly in front of the couch. I slide to the floor between her legs, my back against the soft cushions as I pull one of her feet up to the seat so I can get a good look at the gorgeous folds of her sweet, pink pussy. I look up into her blushing face as I run one finger through the wetness that had started dripping down her thigh, she sheepishly looks away until I nip at her thigh with my teeth. “Keep those eyes on me, Angel. Be a good girl and I’ll reward you with my big dick, alright?” Her lips part at my dirty words and she nods her head demurely, unable to argue or tell me no in her overly excited state, it’s one of the reasons that I use it against her so often. I lean forward and take my first lick of her slick, sweetened cunt, groaning at the shock it always seems to send throughout my body. Heaven. She moans heavily as I grab her hips and dive in, eating her as if she’s my last meal. Her hands go to my hair, pulling at the strands as if she's worried that I will suddenly disappear and not finish her off. Her eyes stay on mine even as I nip, lick, suck and fuck her with my mouth, I watch everything pass through her expressive eyes even as she pours her honey down my throat when she comes. I can barely contain myself as I pull her down onto my lap, unbuttoning my jeans as quickly as possible. I had meant to tease her a bit more but I can’t fucking take it even a second longer, I’m about to enter her when she stills her hips.

  “Condom! Y-you forgot the condom.” She stutters. Goddamned it! If I didn't already want Peter dead then this would be enough of a reason. Condoms. Ally missed her doctor’s appointment the day that she was almost kidnapped so now she is insisting on using them until she can reschedule. I’m resistant at every turn, I hate having anything between us.

  “Baby,” I take her hand and bring it down to my shaft, wrapping her fingers around me as far as they are able to reach then pumping both of our hands slowly up and down. “You feel how hard I am?” I breathe into her ear as she places her forehead on my shoulder, weak in her arousal to have me. Manipulation at its finest.

  “Yes.” She breaths heavily, squeezing my shaft and causing a bone deep shudder to pass through me. Fuck.

  “You feel how hot I am?” She says something inaudible and I know I finally have her, I don’t care about the consequences, I can’t have a barrier between us any longer. I pull her by her hip so she is once again at the angle I need her to be as I line us up then push her down onto me in one long, fluid motion. Impaling her tight, wet pussy with my cock, I hold her still as her slick walls try to squeeze me of the come that my dick so readily wants to give her. It’s always like this with Allyanna, I had no idea sex could be so fucking incredible until I finally had her, now it’s so much more than an empty orgasm with a faceless target. I feel her inner muscles clench around my shaft, desperate for me to move her so she can get her release so I hold her still a little longer, wanting her innocent pleading.

  “God, Alexander… please.” She begs so prettily.

  “’Please’ what, Angel?” I grip her hips tightly as I anticipate her next words, wanting her more than my next breath.

  “Please fuck me.” She says boldly, whining as she tries and fails to move herself over me. I pull my face away from hers in shock, anger and arousal at her words, hardly able to process the fact that my girl just said the word ‘fuck.’ I know I need to punish her, I also know that is exactly what she expected by her provocation. So I give it to her.

  I fist my hand in her hair, pulling so it’s just on the edge of painful then I tip her head back so I can kiss and nip at her throat, I feel her inner walls pulse with each threatening bite of my teeth and I know this reaction is exactly what she was hoping for.

  “You want me to ‘fuck’ you, huh?” I whisper huskily when I reach her ear, she swallows audibly then gives me an almost imperceptible nod against the tight hold that I have on her hair. I chuckle darkly, kissing her one last time on her collarbone before flipping us both so that she is kneeling and bent over the couch cushion, she gasps when I slap her ass cheek then spread her thighs to accommodate me. I’m driving back inside of her before she can take her next breath. I fuck her so hard that I can feel her womb take me on each and every thrust, I fuck her so hard that my balls slap her clit with each slam of my hips, I fuck her so hard the couch moves across the floor and I push into her harder to move us with it. She’s feeling the pain, I know she is by her pleading screams and whimpers for me to slow down, so I slap her ass again knowing that she gets off harder when I don’t give in to her pleading screams and whimpers. She loves it when I take what I want and I love when she takes me anyway that I want her to. We might be fucked up but this is us. This is how we do things, I run this shit and she gets off harder because of it. I feel the tingle at the base of my spine so I reach around her and thumb her little clit hard and fast, it takes no time at all before she tips her head back and screams my name, her cunt milking my dick with each convulsion of her orgasm and pulling me with her. I’m there with her, groaning my release as I hold myself as deeply inside of her as I can while filling her up with my come. I place my face in her hair while I regain my breath and vision. The scent of our sex hangs heavily in the air, that combined with her own delicious fragrance, has me ready to go again before I’ve even pulled out. Will I ever be able to get enough of her? I doubt it.

  “Wow….” She says after a minute.

  “Yeah.” I say, agreeing with her wording. I pull out of her warmth then move us both to the couch, laying her down on top of me so her head rests against my chest. I run my fingers though her hair gently as we come down from our orgasmic high. “You know I don't like it when you swear.” I say reproachfully.

  “I know.” She responds on a sigh before lifting her head and kissing my chest. “I’m sorry.” She finally meets my eyes with a careful smile on her plump lips and I can’t help but crack one of my own even as I reach down to slap her ass again in warning, she yelps but keeps herself pressed against me.

  “I know why you do it.” I narrow my eyes on her. “You know that I can’t control myself when you deliberately disobey me and that turns you on.” I tell her bluntly then grab her jaw to keep her eyes on mine when she tries to hide herself in my chest.

  “Yes… and sometimes you tease me and I can’t stand it any longer.” She says shyly.

  “If you knew how tightly I tried to keep ahold of that control for you then you wouldn’t be trying to fuck around with it. You know what they say about playing with fire...”

  “I don’t want you to keep ahold of anything around me, I want you to be exactly who you are... I don’t even care if I get burned. Sometimes I can physically see you shutting me out and it hurts me, I push you sometimes just so you know that no matter what happens, I’m not going anywhere.” She argues.

  “I don’t need you to tell me that you’re not going anywhere, even if you wanted to I would never allow it.” I tell her darkly, her little tongue peeks out to lick her bottom lip nervously and I give her a smile to soften my dark words. “As for the rest of it... I’ll work on it, alright? I don’t ever want you to feel like every part of me isn’t always with you, I’ve been trained to do that, to shut out highly emotional feelings so they never show.”

  “Thank you. All that I ask is that you try, I just want all of you, even the darkness that I see lurking beneath your skin.” She climbs higher, her body moving tantalizingly against mine until her face hovers over mine. “I love you.” She speaks against my lips then dips down and sucks my bottom lip into her mouth before running it through her teeth as she releases it. My semi hard cock springs to life as I flip us over so I’m on top of her, kneeing her legs apart roughly then filling her tight, little passage in one hard stroke that has her gasping in both pain and pleasure.

  “We’re going to be a little late.” I chuckle as I pull back my hips then slam home.

  “ALLY!” Is the first thing that we hear as we walk through the doors of the little café. Ugh... Molly. “I can’t believe you’re actually here!” My girl is engulfed in her friend’s arms before she can even take another step and I sigh as I look around the room for the rest of our group. I spot Zeke when he raises his arm to signal me from a table near the back, I grab Ally’s arm to lead her back but Molly slaps my hand away. “Nope! You’ve kept her prisoner long enough, I get her for as long as we’re in this building!” Ally sends me a pleading look to ask me to be cool so I swallow down the retort, grinding my teeth as I follow quietly behind them. Molly starts clucking away in quiet whispers and Ally laughs at whatever her friend says while I roll my eyes and rub my temples when I feel a headache coming on.

  Josh introduces his new friend Ivy as we reach the table, everyone takes turns hugging Ally and chattering away, I nod my acknowledgment to her friends as I take the seat next to Zeke.

  “Molly? Really?” I whisper in disbelief. Don’t get me wrong, she's a pretty girl but damn she’s noisy. And what is up with her inability to call people by their actual names?

  “She’s hot and I like her.” He shrugs. I laugh at his explanation, alright then, none of my business. “You guys are kind of late… traffic?” He smirks when I narrow my eyes at him in warning.

  “You are late! I’m starving, let’s order.” Molly announces. She waves her arm obnoxiously, flagging a waiter to take down our orders. I keep vigilant of our surroundings while we eat, not taking the chance of letting my guard down again. I’ve got my Desert Eagle packed away, a fact that Ally had briefly complained about before I quickly shut that down, she should know better by now that I’m not taking any chances when it comes to her safety. I watch as they all converse, growing more and more irritated with Molly as she monopolizes all of my girl’s attention. I know I need to learn to give her a little space with her friends but I don’t think that's going to be happening anytime soon. I hate this. I hate sharing her, I hate not having her complete attention and I fucking hate when other people think they can dictate what is right in our relationship. It makes me a selfish asshole but guess what? Selfish asshole doesn’t give a shit.

  I’m staring at her, watching as she throws her head back and laughs at something someone said, her freckled nose crinkling in that perfect way that only she can pull off when she finally looks over and catches my eyes. Her smile softens as she takes in my face, probably noticing the irritation that I thought I was doing an award winning performance trying to hide, she rises from her chair between Ivy and Molly and walks over to me almost in slow motion, or at least that’s how my brain processes it in my relief. Her face warms affectionately when she reaches my seat, lifting one of my arms off of the table she then places herself sideways in my lap. I see nothing but her as she leans in close and pecks me on my stubbled cheek, my blood pressure lowering exponentially with her closeness.

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