Falling for A Lie (The Lords And Ladies Of Ash #1)

6. Jace

Four Years after High School (Age 23)

* Trigger Warning -Dub-Con*

We asked Ben and Soren to wait for us to finish setting up before they joined us.

“ALEC, stop! We need to fucking talk now.”

I watch as he slows his pace, standing in front of the pile of unlit wood, its rough texture and dry scent filling the air, mingling with anticipation of the conversation he continues to avoid.

My gut twisted with dread as I knew I had to confront Alec, the weight of his anger heavy on my shoulders. The desperation in his voice, a chilling plea for my attention, felt like a drowning man grasping for a lifeline, a desperate attempt to salvage a crumbling relationship. He kept repeating that things hadn’t been the same since High School after he left my house that day and I made amends with Soren.

I told him what Tobias said, and he said that I had to grow up and stop using Tobias as a cop-out for having feelings suddenly for her. He came back after our fight to apologize for finding my bed empty, and the trophy shattered.

Waking up with her mouth wrapped around my cock, deep-throating me like she was paid to make me cum, while I was having sex with her for the second time that night, didn’t help that I accidentally answered his call. As she screamed my name like a paid porn-star, I continued to fuck her while he sat and listened to us shattering as one. Her name escaped my lips as I released deep inside her wet pussy .

The following day, an icy hand clamped on my shoulder, a voice dripping with malice hissing into my ear, and I felt the blood drain from my face as he threatened to tell her everything. He declared that if he couldn’t have me, she wouldn’t get me either. We stopped having sex and tried to avoid being around each other except for football practice and away games. I couldn’t forgive his threats or blackmail.

We rekindled our sexual relationship last year when Soren was away on a business trip.

I made my way to Heaven’s Sin, seeking solace in liquor. I wanted to forget both my demons and the conversation with Tobias. He called to check on our progress with making Soren his, and I struggled to control my rage at the idea of Soren being under his control.

She belonged to me and had for the last five years. She went from being a job to something I desperately wanted, an obsession that consumed me, like a monster I needed to satiate.

He threatened that if I didn’t deliver her as planned, I’d be cleaning Josie’s brains up off the floor beside my dead father. It would be easy to tell him to get lost and run off with Soren if my family didn’t matter so much to me. Her wealth would ensure our future, allowing us to live our lives together without worry. Desperate and falling apart, I got completely wasted.

Alec, the person I had been avoiding, was the only one besides the woman I loved who could save me. Fortunately, he answered immediately. He arrived furious, and the ride back was silent. When we reached my house, I was already fast asleep. This forced him to carry me inside and lay me on my side to prevent choking in case I got sick.

He sat at the foot of my bed, watching me as I lay there. I awoke as the bed sagged when he stood up to leave. The sound of my voice cut through the silence, making him stop in his tracks. “Wait... please.”

I plead my voice, a fragile whisper that echoes my emptiness.

“What do you want, Jace? It’s not a good look that you’re only reaching out when your fiance isn’t around.”

He looks at me with a sneer gracing his lips, his words harsh and sarcastic.

“Don’t drag Soren into this. We haven’t talked, and I missed you. Is that a crime?”

My voice slurs, revealing how truly inebriated I am during this. He laughs and looks at me. The face of the man before me no longer resembles the face of the man I once loved.

“I moved on, Jace. Same as you. If only we stopped lying to ourselves, we wouldn’t be stuck reminiscing, my friend," he utters while rising to his feet and playfully tapping my cheek, the surrounding space filled with a mix of regret and acceptance from a past we once shared.

“You know what, Alec? Screw you. It was a mistake calling you.”

I go to stand up, but his hand wrapping around my throat causes me to pause he brings my face to his and slams our mouths together, digging his nails into my tender flesh, causing the pain to ripple through my body straight to my cock, waking that fucker out of its hibernation it’s been in since Soren has been gone.

“Are you going to put that pretty mouth to use or keep running it? Do I need to have you gagged and use you like old times?”

He snipes, his hold only tightening, not allowing me any leeway to breathe or respond. I can only slightly nod my head in reply. “I knew you couldn’t stay faithful to that slut. You’ll always be a whore for whoever shows you attention. You’re pathetic. I’m gonna release you and once I do, you will get on your knees and take my cock out and put that pretty mouth of yours to use. Got me, bitch?”

He shoves me away, and I stumble back, crashing into my nightstand and knocking mine and Soren’s engagement photo down.

I look up to him as I suck in a greedy and unforgiving breath through my bruised windpipe.

It only takes me a moment to gather myself and comply with his orders.

I fall in front of him and fumble with the zipper of his black ripped jeans, trying to free his engorged cock from its confines.

Triumph fills my veins as I finally do what I intend and his cock springs free from his jeans smacking me straight in the face the slight bent of his cock and the veins lining the side has me licking my lips greedily as I lean forward and take him into my hot mouth and down my throat, My hand finds his balls as I grope them through his pants I suck him down roughly letting my teeth scrape his tender flesh the way I know he enjoys .

Through his moans, I hear the distinct sound of a phone recorder going off, and the light follows as he records me on my knees, taking his cock down my throat. “Fucking suck that cock, pretty boy. Show me what I have been missing since you played house.”

He growls as he tangles his other hand into my hair, and slams me down forcefully, causing me to choke and sputter saliva all over his chest and down his shaft.

He doesn’t relent in the force as he continues to slam into me and record the act, “Fucking take it, you stupid fucking bitch, you know you’ll always like my cock more than your fiance!”

His voice sounds borderline deranged, as it should set off red flags. I am three sheets to the wind and all I want to do is cum like the slut he is calling me.

He grips my hair and rips me off his cock with a wet pop as he uses the leverage on my hair to shove me on the bed. “Take those off and let me see what’s always been mine, Jace.”

He holds the phone still pointing it at me like an amateur porn-star as I comply with his orders, and I shove my pants with my boxers down with one hand using my feet to kick them the rest of the way off and rip my shirt over my head exposing myself to him completely.

He smirks at me sadistically “Tell me Soren means nothing, Tell me she was just a job, and she will never be the one you end up with, and I’ll fuck that tight ass of yours the way I know you like it, Pretty boy.”

He snickers as he props his hand not holding his phone on his hip, His hard cock glistening in the dim light taunting me for what I could have if I just say the thing he wants to hear even if I don’t mean it anymore. “You, it’s always been you, baby... Please fuck me and make me remember who I belong to.”

My voice comes out wanting and needy, and it hits the spot because he ends the video and throws his phone to the side, and slams his mouth onto mine, the taste of cigarettes and regret coat my tongue as he shoves his hand between our bodies and pumps my painfully hard cock using my pre-cum for lube as he shoves his leg between my thighs and spreads them forcefully, he pulls away from our kiss and spits in his free hand and slowly pumps his cock in tandem with mine.

“Roll over and give me that ass, I’m going to go rough and make you bleed for the pain you caused me all this time apart, tonight you’re nothing but a hole to fuck and claim again,”

His voice sends chills down my spine and an uneasy feeling crosses over me as I try to decide if I should continue or If I should make him leave.

He doesn’t give me a chance as he releases our cocks and forcefully rolls me himself, his free hand grips my ass cheek as his other hand grips his cock, he notches it at my exposed hole and spits on my ass letting it slide between my crack and down to where his head is poking at my tight hole, and without a second's notice he is shoving his hard cock in my tight hole ripping at the muscles as they try to stop the intrusion.

A painful cry escapes my lips as he slams into me harder and not giving me a second to catch my breath as he ravishes me, he shoves my head down into the blankets to silence the cries that escape my lips.

“Shut the fuck up and take this cock, you stupid fucking bitch.“ His grip on my ass causes me to wince and try to scoot away from the brutality.

This is not the type of brutality I like when fucking. Hatred and resentment fuel this from not choosing him. I gasp as his next words freeze me to my core, making my cock deflate.

“You are mine to use until I say otherwise, or your little fiance will get that video and the truth of why you’re even with her in the first place. Do you think Tobias will be happy to hear you made it this far to fuck it all up?”

He pins my hands behind my back and holds me there as he continues his brutal attack, ripping me from the inside out and leaving me a sobbing mess.

He climbs up on the bed to get a better angle that forces his cock deeper inside my ass.

His balls slapping mine causes me to wince as I keep trying to wiggle free from his clutches, but to no avail.

He finishes with a roar, shoving me down roughly as he stands up, looking at me as I curl into a ball, letting my chest heave with a gut-wrenching sob at the mistake I just made of a moment’s lack of judgment. “I’ll be leaving. Get yourself cleaned up, Jace. “You look pathetic.”

He says nothing else and leaves me there. He slams the bedroom door, and I’m left bloody and broken .

What did I do... I just fucked everything up. I just lost it all in a moment of weakness.

The slap across my face brings me back to the current moment, and I look at Alec.

Standing in front of me in the mid-October air ruffles his hair as I bring my hand to my stinging cheek.

“I’m telling her the truth when Soren tells me she got accepted into Brown.

Alec, we’re done. I won’t let you blackmail me anymore. I love her. Soren is the one I want to spend my life with. She loves me. She doesn’t have to blackmail me into being with her.”

I say, shoving him back, smiling as he trips over his own feet.

He rights himself and looks at me with a death glare as he tilts his head, taking me in from head to toe. “Pretty boy, you grew balls. But what happens if I tell Tobias before you fuck him over?”

He shoves me back, and I stand grounded, bringing my fist up to clash against his face. He counters and blocks the hit as he lets out a loud belly laugh. “Do you think she will want you? Once you come clean, she is gone. You’ll be alone.”

He doubles over his laughter, making me clench my teeth as I step toe to toe with him. “Soren wouldn’t. She loves me, we are getting married. She is MINE!!!”

I scream, letting the words echo around us as the wind blows ruffling my hair. My hands clench into fists as I wait for him to reply.

I’m done being a soldier. I’m done being a fuck toy to this sadistic piece of shit. I’m done lying to the only person I love. I’m willing to open up completely and beg her to stay because I feel like I’m already gone without her.

“We’ll see, pretty boy. I hope you grovel better than you hit because I’ll be the only thing you have left by the end of the night. Mark my words.”

He laughs hysterically as he makes his way into the woods, leaving me to stew in the turmoil of all my fucked up decisions that led me to be stuck in this fucked up position.

Every word exchanged between us seemed to tighten the knot in my stomach, twisting and churning with a mix of anger and confusion.

I could feel the tightness in my chest, as if an invisible hand was squeezing my heart, making it difficult to breathe.

My limbs felt heavy, like lead, and the weight of my emotions pulled me down, making me feel like I was sinking into the dirt at my feet.

I face the choice of losing either the love of my life or my life. Though I knew our ending wouldn’t be happy, I could pretend otherwise tonight. I’ll enjoy my girl tonight, and we will hopefully start our future together.