I watch Elli silently cry, her pretty eyes dropping to the floor, her small body shaking.
“Chance, you heard my wife,” Lincoln growls, wiping blood off his face. “Take her home.” Then he too exits, following after Laura.
Chance moves toward Elli and I step in front of him, blocking his way. “Touch her, and I’ll break your fucking arm,” I warn.
He halts, his eyes going to my girl then back to me. Raising his hands, he nods to me once and starts backing up until he turns and walks back into the ballroom.
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I PLACE HER in my bed and go to step away but she reaches out, gently tugging on my arm. “I’m just getting undressed,” I assure her, and she lets go. I remove my button-up and slacks. Then I shove my boxer briefs and socks off until I’m naked and crawling into bed next to her. On my side, I prop myself up on my right arm and run my free hand over her tear-streaked face.
She hasn’t spoken since her mother turned her back on her and left her standing broken all over again. I walked over, took her hand, and escorted her out of the house. The night was over.
Her heavy dilated eyes open to meet mine. “Lie to me again.”
I frown. “I’ve never lied to you.”
“When …” She licks her lips. “When we were on the boat, and you told me you loved me.” Her eyes seem to soften. “I want to hear that again.”
She thinks I lied? Why would I lie? To get between her legs? I’ve been there for years. Elli has never been the kind of girl who needs to be told what she wants to hear to get in her pants.
My hand slides down her stomach to her pussy. Arching her back, her eyes fall closed as I play with her piercing. Gently pulling and rubbing before I slide a finger into her. She’s wet enough. The fact that I came in her just two hours ago helps.
Plus, she’s still on the drugs. Her body is going to react to the simplest touch, lightest kiss.
I lie flat on my back, grabbing her arm and pulling her on top of me.
Her eyes spring open and I look up at her now straddling me. “Fuck me,” I order. “Sit that tight cunt down over my cock and fuck it. Get yourself off, Elli. I want to watch you come.”
She’s abandoned her previous request for my own, just like I knew she would, and adjusts herself to slide onto my hard dick.
My neck arches and I hiss in a breath. I’ve never had a woman on top before. Her hips start to move back and forth, her hands on my chest. She’s gentle. Slow and steady, but it feels amazing.
I open my eyes and lift my hands to wrap around her neck and squeeze. Her delicate hands grip my forearms, but her hips don’t stop. She fucks me as if her life depends on it.
It does.
“That’s it, Elli. I feel your pussy getting wetter. Come on, little demon. Be my good whore and come for me.”
She swallows against my hands and her cunt clamps down on my dick while her fingers loosen their grip on my forearms, arms falling to her sides. She comes as her head falls back.
I roll to my left, pushing her onto her back and letting go of her neck.
Her body convulses and she coughs while breathing heavily. Her face wet with tears and my cock covered in her cum.
I lean down, my tongue licking at her parted lips to taste the lingering champagne and tears. It’s a delicious combination.
“That’s what it feels like to love you, Ellington Jade Asher. It’s goddamn fucking consuming. Suffocating.” I slide my hand underneath her head to grab her hair and yank it back, giving me access to her neck.
I run my tongue over her racing pulse to her jaw. And over to her ear. “I’ll never lie to you, little demon. I will beat that ass black and blue. I’ll fuck that pretty mouth and I’ll take this cunt whenever I want. But always remember, Elli, that I love you. And no man on this earth will ever come close to feeling what I feel for you. And if he thinks he does, I’ll rip his fucking heart out.” Just the thought of another man loving her makes me see red. No one can be who she needs like I can. “Do you understand me, little demon?”
“Y-yes,” she answers breathlessly.
“That’s my good girl.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
SIN
I WALK INTO the house of Lords and enter the kitchen. I left Elli passed out in my bed back at my parents’ house because I had a meeting an hour ago. Thought I’d run by here to grab a few things from my room on my way back to her.
“Sin, where the fuck have you been, man?” Gunner asks, slapping my back.
“Busy.” I avoid his question.
A few guys sit around the large kitchen table. One of them is Matt. He’s got his head down while he texts away on his cell, but you can’t miss the bruises and swollen eye that he has. They look new.
“Matt, you look like shit.” Chase notices him and laughs. “Get in a fight?”
“Shut the fuck up,” he growls, getting to his feet and walking out.
Jimmy plops down beside Prickett and smiles. “Heard Ryat fucked him up while they were on their assignment.”
Prickett ignores him. I’m not sure what’s going on between all the guys in the house. I haven’t been here much ever since they had their vow ceremony. But I’ve seen it every year for the past three. Once the guys get their chosens, there’s chaos between the Lords. Men fighting over pussy they want and can’t get.
Every Lord that is attending Barrington has a room here until they graduate, but it’s not like we are required to check in every night. We’re allowed to come and go as we please. Especially the seniors. Once the Lords take chosens, they’re hardly ever here. Too busy out fucking anything they can.
“I don’t know why you guys fight over chosens.” Chance shakes his head. “They’re nothing special.”
“They’re like anything else. Some are better than others,” Gunner agrees, taking a bite of his sandwich. “Mine’s worth it.” He gives a sly smile with his mouthful.
I’d kill a man if it meant I could take Elli as my chosen. No questions asked.
“Yeah, well…” Chance leans back in his chair. “Mine sucks.”
“In a good way, right?” Chase wiggles his eyebrows.
“No. She fucking sucks. All she does is cry. All the fucking time. I mean, I like using women, but I want one that actually enjoys the sex.”
Prickett gets up from his seat. “You shouldn’t have picked a virgin, dude.”
Chance snorts. “It wasn’t my choice. Her family owes mine. She’s payment.” He rolls his eyes. “I’ve got to chase down whores just to get off.”
“Wait.” Chase lifts his hands. “You’ve got a chosen that cries, and that’s keeping you from getting off?” He snorts. “Just gag her so you don’t have to hear her cry if it bothers you that much.”
Chance has his face in his hands. He drops them and looks up at Chase who comes to stand next to me. “I’ve tried that. Nothing works. She sobs. Like, just looking at me upsets her. She’s terrified.” He shakes his head. “Some men might be into that, but I sure as fuck am not. And I’m afraid every time I gag her that she’s going to make herself vomit. I don’t want to kill the poor thing.”