There’s a piece of paper on the island. I pick it up and my heart races as I read the words.
Welcome home, little demon.
I look up to see him leaning up against the island. Arms crossed over his chest, eyes on mine. “Sin,” I whisper, my throat closing up. My eyes quickly scan the room, waiting for the punch line. This has to be a joke, right?
Walking over to me, he cups my face. His free hand wraps around my waist and pulls me into his hard body.
“I don’t understand.” I bite my bottom lip nervously.
“I bought us this house, Elli.”
“But why?”
Letting go of my face, he reaches down and grips my thighs, lifting my ass to sit on the island. He steps between my parted legs. “Because I wanted you to have a place to come home to. Our home.” A soft smile tugs at his lips while the blood rushes in my ears. “A place for you to feel safe.”
I just stare at him, trying to slow my racing heart.
“Say yes, Elli. Tell me you’ll move in with me.”
Where else would I go? This man I’d do anything for is giving me the best gift I’ve ever received. He wants to live with me. Here in our house. Just the two of us. I’m not one of those girls that need to be married. I actually never want to get married. But to live with him? To be his every second of every day? That sounds like heaven to me. “Yes.” I nod, sniffing. “Of course.”
He picks me up off the island and I giggle. Actually giggle like a lovestruck teenager. He carries me back to the formal dining room table and sets me on my feet. Then he’s ripping off my shirt, shorts, and underwear.
“What are you doing?” I ask, still laughing. I’ve never felt happiness like this before. It’s like bubbling inside me wanting to escape.
“I’m going to have my first meal in our home.” He lifts me up, placing my ass on the table. Pushing on my chest, he forces me to lie down. I put my heels on the table and spread my legs for him like the good girl he wants me to be. I’m so fucking needy for him. “Touch yourself for me,” he urges me.
Sitting back in the chair at the head of the table, he watches me play with myself, my fingers dipping in and out of my pussy. I hear him shift in the seat and then hear him removing his belt from his jeans.
“Come on, little demon,” he coaxes, encouraging me. “Make yourself come all over this table.”
My fingers pick up speed, going deeper, and my hips lift off the surface. My heavy breathing and moaning fill the room. I’m close. My body rocks back and forth, my heels dig into the table, and I whimper.
“Sin—” I’m so close. I can feel it. Almost there…
He rips my hands away from my pussy, and I cry out.
“Sin?” I sit up, panting. “What—”
He wraps his hand around my throat, cutting off my words. He leans in, his lips tenderly kissing mine. “Lie back down, Elli.”
I do as I’m told, and he grabs my hands. Wrapping his belt around my wrists, sliding the end through the silver buckle, he then presses my arms to my upper chest. He takes the remainder of the belt around my neck before tying it off, securing my wrists to my neck.
He pulls my ass to the end of the table and kneels, throwing my shaking legs over his shoulders. He licks my cunt and I arch my back. “You’re going to come all over my face, Elli. The first meal I have, will be your pussy.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
SIN
I GET OUT of bed when I hear the doorbell ring. A look at my phone on the nightstand shows it’s five in the evening. Right on time.
Leaning over the bed, I push her blond hair from her face. “Elli, wake up.” I kiss her warm cheek, making her stir.
“Hmm?” she mumbles.
“Wake up and get dressed.”
Her eyes flutter open, and she looks around aimlessly before they land on mine. The doorbell rings again and she sits straight up, eyes now wide.
“Get dressed and meet me in the dining room,” I say, pulling on my T-shirt from earlier and getting my jeans on. I exit the room without further explanation.
Opening the front door, the man smiles at me as he enters. “Good evening, Easton.”
He follows me into the formal dining room, and he sits down at the table that I fucked Elli on just hours ago. His briefcase right where she lay wide open for me. Opening it up, he pulls out the papers that are needed and hands them to me.
I quickly scan them over, making sure everything is there that I requested. Nodding, I lay them on the table, and he pulls out a pen for me. I’m signing the last page when she enters.
“What’s going on?” She yawns, pushing her tangled hair from her sleepy eyes.
“We’ve got to make it official.” I pull out the chair and she sits down on it. “This is Mr. Tate. He has brought everything we need to sign in order to close on the house.”
She frowns at first but then nods.
“Everywhere you see a yellow tab is where you need to sign,” I inform her, pointing at the one on the first page.
“Okay.” She licks her lips before looking up at me. She looks like she wants to question it. As if I’d have any doubts that I want to spend the rest of my life with her in this house. I don’t. In fact, she has no clue what I have planned. For her, for us. Nothing short of death will take her from me.
Her eyes drop to the papers, and she signs the first one. Then I reach down and grab the corner of the paper, pulling it back just enough for her to see the tab at the bottom of the next page. After she signs, I do the next.
When I pass the fifth page, I look up at the man who sits across from her, and he gives me the slightest nod. I smile to myself, turning the page to the next.
My cell vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out with my free hand to see it’s a text.
See you tomorrow.
I ignore it, pocketing it once again, and giving Elli all my attention as she continues to go through the paperwork, signing her name. She has no clue what I’m doing, but she will eventually. And then it’ll be too late.
ELLINGTON
LAST NIGHT WAS our first night in our home. After the guy left with all the paperwork signed, Sin carried me to our bed. We never left. Not even for dinner.
It was weird but nice knowing that we were going to wake up together. Knowing this is going to happen every day makes me smile.
I’ve never slept so peacefully in my life. The way his arms wrap around me makes me feel safe. And the way he fucked me… God, even the sex feels different, and it’s amazing. I’m on a high that I’ve never reached with drugs before.
I roll over and reach out for him but feel nothing but the cool sheets. My eyes open when I hear the bathroom door opening.
“Good morning, little demon.” He walks over to me and kisses my forehead.
My eyes fall shut. “Where are you going?” It’s a Saturday. We said we were going to stay home all day and do nothing but each other.
“I have to go to the house of Lords. Take care of some business.” He kisses my forehead again. “I’ll be back before you get up.”
“Okay,” I whisper. I hear the faint sound of the doors opening and closing as he makes his way out of the house. I pull the covers up to my neck when my cell rings.
Opening my eyes, I reach out and pick it up off the nightstand to see it’s Kira. “Hello?”