Chapter 20 Blade
“I feel like I should go home and be with Olivia. She might need me.”
“She has Cross, honey. That’s who she wanted with her. He makes her feel safe.”
“But—”
“No buts. Cross thinks of Olivia as his daughter. He’ll take good care of her. Plus, I’ll honestly sleep better knowing one of our own is watching over her,” I tell her.
I don’t know what I expected when we confronted Ayita tonight.
Watching Olivia go Dirty Harry on her though, wasn’t in the realm of possibility for me.
Then again, after hearing what they did to Olivia, I find myself wondering how the woman is even standing.
I rub the back of my neck and stare out the glass wall of my penthouse that looks over the Cherokee mountainside behind the casino.
It’s beautiful and normally takes my breath away, but tonight I can’t even concentrate on it.
Arwen comes up behind me and I feel her arms go around me as she hugs me from behind.
“What’s going on inside your brain?” she asks.
“You don’t want to know,” I say at once, trying to close down.
“Hey, I know we’re kind of new and I’m not sure what we are, but I’m asking because I care. What happened tonight involved someone you thought of as family, your brother, and the woman you used to be in love with. You matter to me, Blade. That’s why I’m asking.”
I turn to face her, and I don’t even bother to hold myself back.
“I know this is sudden, but Arwen, I think you know that after losing my brother, a relationship I thought was strong, and years of my life locked up for a crime I didn’t commit, that I don’t really feel like wasting a minute of my life. ”
“I can understand that,” she says, still studying my face.
“I’ve only ever felt this way once before in my life, Arwen.
I loved Olivia and I know it was love. Part of me loves her now, but it’s different.
It’s a love that shows I care for her, but that’s all.
She’s … family for lack of a better word.
The thing is, I know without a doubt that I love you, Arwen.
Yet I don’t know if it’s because of everything I’ve been through or because it’s just you.
I believe it may be a combination of both.
Whatever the reason is, this love I feel for you is much more intense.
At the risk of scaring you to death, I’m not letting you go. ”
“You realize how crazy that sounds, don’t you?”
“I do, but I also don’t give a damn. Are you going to tell me that you don’t feel the same thing for me? I have to tell you that if you try, I’m going to call you a liar.”
“I do feel a pull toward you,” she answers.
“Bullshit. You love me, Arwen.”
“We barely know each other,” she points out.
“Go ahead and be reasonable, but you’re not getting away from me.”
“I’d like to bring to your attention the fact that I haven’t asked to get away from you. I’m good with where we are. I want more.”
“I’ll take that for now,” I mutter. “Now, take your clothes off.”
“What?” she squeaks.
“I’m going to carry you into the shower and then I’m going to fuck you against the wall. Now, strip.”
“Did it occur to you that I might not want sex?” she huffs.
I grin at her. “Sweetheart. If I put my hand against your pussy right now, you would be so wet it’d take me an hour to lick it all up.”
She laughs. “I think you’re exaggerating a little there.”
I shrug. “Maybe, maybe not. Now, are you going to strip or not?”
Thankfully, she starts to unbutton her shirt. “You better make this worth my time, big boy,” she answers, challenging me.
I lean back against the glass panel as she strips. Her body is so fucking hot, and I swear her long black hair turns me on more than should be legally possible. “Damn it, Arwen, now you’ve gone and done it,” I growl.
“What did I do?” she asks, standing in nothing but her white lace thong. Her forehead crinkles up in concern. Damn, she’s a living dream.
“You got me so turned on that I can’t make it to the shower to be inside of you.”
“You can’t?”
I yank my tee up over my head, throwing it down on the floor. I pull my wallet out of my back pocket and find a condom inside it, tossing the wallet down on the floor. “Press up against the glass, sweetheart. Spread your legs apart and stick that ass out for me. I’m going to fuck you right here.”
“Here?” she gasps.
“Here,” I confirm.
“Blade, with the lights on, anyone might look up and see us … see me.”
“I want them to. I want them to see how fucking hot my woman is and how much she loves taking my cock.”
I watch as her tongue comes out and licks her lips. “I shouldn’t like that,” she hisses, biting down on her lip.
“But you do. Now be a good girl for me and go get in position.”
“I’ve never done anything like this before, Blade.”
“I know. That’s what makes it mean so much. You’re giving it to me. You let yourself go for me—with me. You belong to me, Arwen. Your body already knows it.”
She nods her agreement, and any doubts I had are completely gone. This thing between the two of us is real—and it’s only going to get better. She goes to the glass wall and presses her body against it. “Oh fuck,” she squeaks.
“What is it, sweetheart?”
“It’s cold against my nipples,” she admits as I move up behind her, lowering my pants, letting my cock spring free. I quickly deal with the condom and once it’s secured, I rub my cock back and forth in her wet juices.
“Are you ready to be fucked, Arwen?”
“God, more than ready,” she practically begs.
I position my wet cock against her entrance, and let my fingers play with her ass before I give us both what we want. “Are you going to give me your ass, Arwen?”
“As big as you are, you’ll split me in two,” she whines.
“Maybe, but are you going to give it to me anyway?”
“Yes,” she exhales.
“And why is that?” I whisper against her ear as two of my fingers disappear into her ass.
“Oh God,” I grunt as his fingers scissor in my ass, stretching me.
“Why, Arwen,” I ask, my voice firm.
“Because I belong to you, Blade. God help me, I’m yours.”
“That’s my good girl,” I croon. “So fucking good.” Then, I slam my cock deep inside her, going balls deep without warning.
I ride her fast and hard. Fucking her ass with my fingers in tandem with my cock in her ass.
“Look below, Arwen. Can you see the people shuffling around the picnic area? Do you think they can see your gorgeous tits and this pretty little cunt that belongs to me pressed against the window while I fuck you. Do you think they can tell how much you like being fucked?”
“Oh, shit, Blade. I’m going to come.”
“Are you, sweetheart? Are you going to come all over my cock? Cover me in those sweet cunt juices? Are you going to give me everything this sweet pussy has?”
“Yes, Blade. I’ll give you anything.”
“You belong to me, Arwen. Your sexy ass, your perfect tits, your cunt, your lips … It’s all mine. Admit it.”
“All yours.”
“Play with your clit, Arwen. Give them a show down there while I fuck you.”
Her hand immediately goes to her pussy, to do as I ask.
She has no idea what she gives me when she follows my orders so easily.
I bite against her neck, leaving a mark, and then I fuck her fast and hard, and when she comes, I explode with her—hating that I’m wearing a damn condom.
That’s something we’re going to have to fix soon.
I come hard, and I can’t imagine it getting better than this.
Then Arwen does something that takes me completely by surprise.
She stays rested against the window, my body trapping her.
“I love you, Blade,” she vows quietly. “I love you.”
I take her words inside me. They seal her fate. She belongs to me.