20. Sebastian
CHAPTER 20
SEBASTIAN
H oly hell, her heart is beating so hard I can feel it against my chest. The frantic beat matches the mix of fear and hope in her eyes as she looks at me. I don't know if I’ll ever be good enough for this woman, but I’ll try until my last fucking breath. There is no other option, no giving her up. Not anymore. Not now that I know her so well, inside and out.
"Come here, Little Prey. I need you."
She blinks, eyes heavy lidded. I catch her face between my hands and crash my lips against hers.
Immediately, she opens for me, seeking, tasting, and I can't get enough of it. I deepen the kiss, sliding one hand around to catch a fistful of her hair—not pulling, simply holding her tighter, needing more contact with her skin, her lips, her body. I’m fucking ravenous for this woman.
She tries to pull away, her chest heaving as she pants, but I’m not done yet. I’m addicted to her kisses, her touch, and I might go insane if I don’t get to sink between her legs soon.
“I’m not done with you yet,” I growl and pull her back in, devouring her mouth, savoring her taste on my tongue. We need this. Something for us. Not a fight, not a surrender, but making love. Giving and receiving. I release my hold on her, and in response she wraps her arms around my shoulders to keep herself in place, her hips moving and causing her pussy to press harder against my lap.
With anxious need I tug the hem of her hoodie up, along with the thin T-shirt underneath, and lift. She makes a humming sound of approval against my lips but pulls away enough for me to peel the fabric up and off of her.
I take in her trembling body, her gauzy, lacy bra cupping her perfect handful of breasts the way I want to be. I move to find the clasp, but she grins at me and shakes her head before peeling it off her body and tossing it to the floor.
“Smart girl. I would’ve ripped the thing off of you if I couldn’t find the clasp.” I catch one nipple between my lips, and her arms wrap around my neck again, clutching me closer.
Arching her body gives me further access to her tits, and I suck on the diamond hard bud, flicking my tongue against it until she squirms.
“That feels so good…” She moans, and I smirk against her skin while trailing my hands down to the waistband of her jeans. I fucking need her, but I also know based on her past trauma that making sure she feels seen and connected to me is the most important part.
"How is this, Ely? Talk to me."
"More," she groans. "Sebastian, please."
"I won't make a lady beg. Stand up."
She practically jumps off my lap, and I have to steady her when she nearly crashes to the floor, her feet slipping on the cash that's been strewn over the floor. Her gaze roams over my body, and then she moves to open the fly of her jeans.
I smack her hands away and do it myself, peeling the material off her body and sliding down her knees at the same time. "Spread your legs, Little Prey. Let me see how wet my pussy is.”
She doesn't argue for once in her fucking life and instead shifts her stance. The light in the room catches on her glistening skin and my mouth waters to taste her. "Climb up onto the bed. I need to taste you, and I can’t eat you like I want with you standing here.”
“So bossy. You’re lucky I like it when you tell me what to do.” She trails beside me, bumping my shoulder with her hip.
I groan, stand, and quickly strip out of my clothing, leaving it all in a pile on the floor. My cock stands at attention, the head swollen and purple, aching to sink deep inside her wet heat.
Soon, so very soon.
Once she is situated on the edge of the bed, I drop to my knees right between her spread thighs. I sink my fingers into her flesh and spread her even wider, needing to see every single fucking inch of her of her delicate pussy. "Perfection. You’re absolute perfection, Ely.” My mouth waters, and I lick my lips in anticipation. “And beautiful, fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
She whimpers and rests back on her elbows so she can watch me. Leaning forward, I inhale her heady scent into my lungs, then I dive between her legs and take my first taste. In one pass I lick her from asshole to clit, and back again. Honey . She tastes like honey. Tiny mewls of pleasure escape her lips and I love how reactive she is to my touch. I want her arousal coating my face, to feel her thighs clamped around my head as she crumbles into a million pieces.
She reaches for me, and when her fingers dip into my hair, I damn near sigh. Fuck her touch, her sweet scent, her fucking taste. It consumes me. She clenches her fists around the strands of hair as I take the little swollen bud of her clit between my teeth and bite ever so softly. I do this a couple times, teasing her, giving her both pleasure and pain.
Pulling back a little, I peer up the length of her body and stop once I reach her face. Her eyes are closed, her chest rises and falls rapidly like she’s running a marathon, and her skin is flushed a dusky pink. Pure fucking beauty . And this is how I want to see her every single day, vulnerable, loved, without a single inch of room for fear.
Driven by lust, I sink between her thighs once more and flick my tongue against her tiny little clit before finding my way down to her entrance. Gripping onto her a little harder, I press my tongue into her tight cunt and fuck her with it. She’s as desperate as I am, because in seconds she’s lifting her hips, trying to fuck herself against my face.
I can't take it anymore, though. I need to be inside her.
I kiss her sex softly, then stand, lift her hips and move her up the bed a couple of feet.
She clutches onto the sheets, keeping her legs spread, and my gaze catches on the wetness of her body and my mouth, the evidence coating the insides of her thighs. Fuck, could I be anymore consumed by this woman than I already am? I climb up onto the bed and crawl towards her, blanketing my body over hers. The look of trust and need reflecting back at me, splits me down the middle.
“You’re everything, Elyse. Every. Fucking. Thing.” I grit the words out while I slide between her wet folds, gathering her arousal on my cock before positioning myself at her entrance.
Right as I’m about to thrust forward, there’s a pounding at the door.
What the fuck? I cock my head to the side, my adrenaline spiking. There shouldn't be anyone else in the house, but clearly someone is in fact in the house. Ely’s expression turns fearful, and I’m about to tell her it’s okay when a familiar voice greets us.
"I know you’re in there, and I doubt you want me to come in, so get out here, we need to talk.” Fucking Drew. All I can do is shake my head. “And preferably with clothes on,” he adds.
I drop my forehead to her sternum and release a long sigh. "Fucking hell. The only reason he would be here is because Bel’s here. I don’t know what he wants to talk about, nor do I care.”
Ely's lips spread into a smile. "What are the chances he goes away if we ignore him?"
"The chances are zero. He’s far more stubborn than even you.”
She pokes her tongue out at me, but her eyes watch my face carefully for a reaction to her teasing. This is new territory for her, so I give her a grin then take her tongue into my mouth and kiss her deeply. Her laugh melts into a groan.
"Believe it or not, my ears work fine, and I can fucking hear you both in there, so get your asses moving. This is serious.”
Ely pushes at my chest gently. "Let's see what he wants, and then in a little bit we can start this whole thing over again.”
I narrow my eyes. "I'm holding you to that."
We quickly pull on some clothes, Ely dressing in one of my T-shirts and a pair of gym shorts. I forgo a shirt and pull on a pair of shorts I find on the floor. Mentally I try to prepare myself for whatever it is that’s going on, but that’s hard to do when I haven’t a clue. Hand in hand, Elyse and I leave the protection of our bedroom and head to the kitchen.
There we find everyone, and I mean everyone . Drew, Lee, Aries, and Bel are all here, and the air in my chest shutters out. Bel appears the most anxious as she rolls a water bottle between her palms. Drew stands at her back, protective as ever.
I peer around the room to my two other friends. Lee is sprawled out across the other counter, his feet hanging off the edge while Aries is braced near the back of the kitchen, his gaze ping-ponging between us and the back door.
"What the hell is going on?"
Drew pins me with a look I can't quite read. "Looks like the sheriff decided to retaliate against you.”
My entire body goes rigid, and Ely’s grip on my hand tightens. "What do you mean? What happened?" She asks, and I hate the shake in her voice.
I guide her over to the stool next to Bel and force her to sit. Then I turn her to face me and speak directly to her. "It’s okay. I’m not surprised. We knew he would do something. He wants our attention..”
"Yeah but I…. I don’t want anyone to get hurt because of me," she whispers.
"I understand, but there will be casualties; there always are. It’s all about tactics. He wants to break us down, isolate us so we have no one and nothing in our corner, but he doesn’t know a damn thing about us or our brotherhood.”
“Not yet, but he will soon.” Drew adds.
Lee shoves himself into a sitting position and I grit my teeth when I catch sight of the black and blue bruises overtaking half his face. I don’t need to ask what happened, my gut tells me already, but I need him to tell me so I know it’s true. "What happened? Did you get into another fight?"
He shrugs, but the typical playboy humor he carries with him is gone. Right now he’s callous and cruel. "Seems one of the sheriff's men didn't like seeing me and my friend Phillipe together outside The Rat House. "
Even though I suspected it, I can’t seem to reign in my reaction. "He did that to you?"
His lip twists up into a wry grin. "First, you should see what the other guy looks like, and second, I took exception to him calling me a faggot. Then I punched him in his dumbass face so...I mean...technically I started it."
Out of the corner of my eye I watch as Ely’s face fills with terror.
"Fucking asshole,” I sigh.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Elyse blurts out, and the pain in her voice cuts deep into my skin.
“There isn’t anything for you to be sorry for.” Lee gives her a sad smile. “We’re all the victims of our parents' sins. The bruises will fade.”
“He’ll get what’s coming to him.” Aries announces and cracks his knuckles like he’s ready to deliver a beat down.
“We need to approach this the right way. I knew he would retaliate, but I didn’t think it would be so soon. I’ll need to move up the timeline on some of the ideas I have. There’re a lot of moving parts to keep straight.”
“Are you saying there is more going on than I know about?” Bel accuses.
I dislike the accusing tone of her voice but I don’t comment on it. It’s my fault for keeping secrets, in an effort to carry the burden. “Everyone knows about Tanya. She’s decided to try and use Ely’s father against me and have me arrested for domestic violence. I don’t know what she has on the Sheriff, but he wouldn’t work with her unless he had an incentive, one getting him closer to fulfilling his own wants and needs.”
"Okay, what are his own wants and needs?" Bel asks, her voice quiet but firm with steel.
"More than anything, he wants Ely back; the second best thing would be me dead.”
“Okay, and Tanya? What about her?” Aries asks.
I shrug my shoulders,“Tanya wants what she's always wanted: power, money, attention, and my body.”
Everyone's eyes lock on me, and I swear they’re all holding their breaths waiting for me to speak the truth they all already know. All the layers are peeled away now, and I can’t believe I’m about to say it out loud even if it’s something already widely known by my friends.
"We all know how convincing she can be. She..." I pause, unsure how to spill this secret, this shame I've lived with for so long and only recently started shedding, thanks to Elyse. "She took my virginity after my father died when I was sixteen. She got me drunk and used me for sex, and after that it happened any chance she got until my grandfather sent her up to New York."
"Sixteen..." Bel whispers. "I'll fucking kill that bitch."
I turn to her, and there's so much venom in her tone I can't help but smile. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe, Bel is cut out for the family business after all.
"No, I want the pleasure of doing that. After everything she’s done to me, it’s what I deserve.”
She gives me an approving nod but I can still see the anger and hate gleaming in her eyes. I love her for that. For wanting to protect me, to get revenge.
I scan the faces of my three friends. "I've got a few things to line up, but we're going to lure him here, extinguish the problem like we did for Drew, and then clean up our mess."
They all nod in understanding.
“I won’t lie. I never thought we’d all become murderers.” Lee smirks.
“I’d prefer if we call it protecting our own versus murder. If you think about it, we're actually doing the world a favor by getting rid of people.”
“We can call ourselves the exterminators. ” Aries laughs.
“Yes, I like it.” Lee chimes in.
“No. We’re not making this a full-time thing,” Drew interjects.
“Yeah, I don’t think murderer is anything you can write down on a job application, and you guys are going to be graduating soon. Let’s keep the blood and mayhem to a minimum.”
Ely nods in agreement with Bel’s suggestion.
“We’re definitely not making this a full-time gig.”
“Boo!” Lee teases, and I shake my head at him. “You’re only saying that because you aren’t the one who got his face pummeled.”
“Touche, but I will make certain justice is served.”
“You better.” Lee winks at me.
“We can devise a more solid plan in the next few days. I'll use the secure email server Lee set up for us to speak discreetly. In the meantime, I think we should all hang low, keep our distance, and when it’s time to attack we do so together, as a family.”
“Family?” Aries snorts. “I don’t even like you guys.”
“Shut the fuck up.” Drew rolls his eyes, but there's a hint of a smile on his lips. He’s grown so much since he decided to man up and do better by Bel. “Don’t lie, you love us.”
“I guess, maybe a little bit,” Aries counters.
“So who is going to make me something to eat? I’m hungry as fuck.” Lee slides off the counter and onto his feet. He looks at each of us with hope in his eyes.
I shake my head, “You are going to make your own food. I was feasting on a fine meal before you all rudely interrupted me.”
Bel makes a gagging sound. “No one needed to know that.”
“Speak for yourself, Bel. I’d love to hear all about it.” Lee saunters forward with a grin. “And if you’re up to share, I’d be happy to join in your feasting…”
I shake my head and damn near growl at him, “Don’t even think about it Lee. Touch one hair on my wife’s head, and I will make the one side of your face match the other.”
“Be nice,” Ely coos. “He’s only teasing you.”
If only she knew how twisted Lee was.
“Yeah I’m only teasing, Seb.” Lee winks again. “Now who the fuck wants to go to the diner with me?”
“I could eat.” Aries chimes in, shoving off the wall.
Drew shakes his head, “Bel and I have plans, but thanks for asking.”
“Lame, but whatever. It’s just Aries and me, like always.”
“Stop whining and leave,” I order, my patience slipping away.
They all file out the back door, and I close and lock it behind them. Then I turn my attention back to Ely. "Now, where were we?"
Once I’m closer, she reaches for me and slides one of her hands into my shorts, cupping my cock. I go from semi hard to stiff as hell with one touch.
"Mmmmm…. about here I think?"
When she pulls her hand away I lean in to kiss her but she scoots off the other side of the stool and stands. "So..."
I pause, and she bolts, racing for the kitchen door to the foyer.
My veins fill with adrenaline but for a different reason. "Oh Little Prey, you're playing with fire."
"Am I? I thought you liked chasing me?” She mocks, her voice carrying, and after I pinpoint the direction it came from, I sprint after her.
“I don’t like chasing you. I fucking love it,” I announce and turn in the direction of the stairs.
“Then prove it,” she says back, and I follow the sound up the stairs and down the hallway. All the doors are closed except one of the guest room doors. I poke my head inside searching the darkness and feel the air behind me stir. She bolts towards the stairs, sliding on the hardwood.
I race after her but not too fast. I don't want her to trip. When she runs toward the study, I follow and catch her around the hips in the doorway, drawing her against my chest. "Looks like I caught you. Are you my prize?”
She spins around to face me, her arms circling my neck and pulling me closer. Against my lips she whispers. "Make love to me. Give me something good, Sebastian. Please."
I don’t need to be told twice. I walk her backwards into the study, our lips fused together, our kisses fueled with unbridled need. We paw at one another’s clothes, needing to remove every layer separating us.
Placing her gently on the fur carpet, I press a button on the fireplace. It ignites with a whoosh of flames setting the mood.
“Oh, this feels romantic.” She grins up at me, and I smile back at her while I kick away my shorts.
“I’m glad. That was the plan.”
She opens her arms to me, drawing me deeper into her web as her palms touch my chest. Her pretty eyes fill with tears, confusing me. I don’t want to make her cry.
“What’s wrong?”
"Don't break me, Sebastian. Because I don’t think I would survive.”
I shake my head and kiss her neck, her chest, her breasts, imprinting the touch and taste into my mind. "I wouldn’t ever. I might piss you off, might make you want to strangle me, but I’ll never do anything to hurt you. You mean so much to me. You’re my one and only true weakness. I can’t be the bigger man when it comes to you. I’m too fucking weak to give you up.
She stares up at me, blinking away the tears. "I won't give you up, either. No running, no hiding. We're in this together, til death do us part."
“Til death, baby…” I whisper, brushing my nose against hers while I position my cock at her entrance. One small thrust and I’m gliding slowly into her warm heat. Pleasure climbs up my spine, and I swear I black out for a moment.
Elyse’s small whimper against my arm drags me back to the present, and the moment her tiny nails dig into my skin I feel the typical urge to take, to rut into her, until we’re both spent. I nearly give into it but then I feel her lips on my skin, and when I look down into her trusting eyes I know I can’t. I need to give her what she deserves, what she wants. Shoving the shame and fear for that little boy who lost everything back down, I instead choose to make room for something better, a man with strength, respect, and dignity.
A man worthy of loving Elyse.
Our gazes are locked on one another, and even as we both start to pant, beads of sweat forming against my brow from the effort it takes me to fuck her nice and slow, I know this is what we needed to happen. I know this is what love should feel like.
Her grasp on me changes over time, becoming tighter and harder as she climbs the peak of pleasure. Grunting I adjust the angle of my thrusts, so everytime I fill her I kiss her swollen clit. The added pressure is exactly what she needs to get off, and her tight pussy quivers around my cock.
"Sebastian," she moans.
"Don't you dare fucking come without me, Elyse. Together, remember."
“Hurry…please…” Her moan is filled with desperation.
“Fuck, anything for you, Little Prey.” I pick up the pace, thrusting deeper, harder, faster. My muscles burn, and pleasure fills my gut. She is my fucking home. My beginning and end. The light creepings into all the cracks in my heart.
“Oh god. Sebastian…” Elyse whines, and squeezes her eyes closed as she falls off the edge, her silken heat contracting around my cock.
“So good, so fucking good,” I whisper into the crook of her neck as I explode a moment later, her release carrying me into my own. Her tight cunt practically sucks the cum from my balls, and I groan with pleasure, thrusting deeper, praying my seed takes root and I get her pregnant, giving us both the second chance at a life we deserve.
Her eyes drift close, and a sleepy murmur escapes. I pull a throw from the couch and tuck it around her, pulling her into the crook of my arm and placing a kiss on the top of her head.
"Sleep, Ely. I'll be here when you wake up. I'll always be here."