Chapter 19 #2
"Okay, gees I didn't realize." She was too embarrassed to go change.
Zak took off his tee shirt and threw it at her.
She quickly put it on, it came to her knees and smelt of Zak.
Looking at his bare chest all tattooed and muscly Miranda almost fanned herself to cool down.
Zak caught her look and she once again felt her face heat up.
How could she still be attracted to him, after everything he did to her how could she still miss his touch.
The thing that she missed most was his embrace, the warmth and the security she felt in his arms. Reminded her when her and Caleb were on the run and he would have her head on his chest telling her everything was going to be okay.
Mariyah missed Betty, she was one in a million.
She gave Caleb the tools to be able to look after her.
"Anything wrong?" Caleb whispered, she shook her head.
"Just remembered Betty.” He smiled at her.
"I miss her too." Mariyah didn't want to cry so she up and changed the subject.
"So what are you men doing out here?" It went silent. "That bad huh?"
"Mariyah this isn't for you." Zak got straight to the point.
"Is Caleb working for you?" She could get straight to the point also.
"Caleb and I are working together." Okay then.
"Doing what?" She wanted answers.
"Nothing that concerns you."
"He's my brother of course it concerns me." Zak was shaking his head.
"Get inside." She wanted to know.
"Not until one of you tell me what you’re all up to." She crossed her arms not intending to go anywhere. Zak looked at Caleb and Caleb lifted his hands up.
"I'm staying out of this one." Zak cursed under his breath. He moved around grabbed Mariyah and flung her over his shoulder
"Good night gentlemen, we'll finish this off tomorrow when somebody is under lock and key."
"Zak put me down. " The embarrassing jerk smacked her so hard on her ass in front of the men, she heard Caleb laugh.
"Oh bite me Caleb!" Once in her room Zak threw her onto the bed.
His eyes full of lust. Mariyah would be lying if she didn't feel the same.
Seeing him with no shirt on had awakened her arousal.
He was the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on… And he was leaving her...
"Good night Mariyah."
"You are joking?" She didn't know what came over her. He turned around to face her now.
"About what?"
"You’re leaving?" He nodded his head. "Fine, whatever here take your shirt.
" She stood up close to him and slowly took off his shirt handing it over to him.
"Thanks." She turned to return to her bed only to be stopped by him, he crushed her to his body and kissed her hard.
It wasn't a passionate kiss, it was more like he was branding her again, claiming her, owning her. When he pulled away he shook his head.
"I can't... I'll hurt you." She smiled sarcastically.
"Honey that ship has sailed. Either you are going to fuck me or I'm going to have to pleasure myself.
.. Choice is yours." Zak didn’t wait, he roughly pulled her singlet off and she took pulled hers shorts and panties down and stepped out of them.
She wanted his touch, she needed his touch, she would cry tomorrow for his lack of love for her but today she needed his touch.
Zak lifted her up slowly sitting her onto his erected cock.
He was being gentle and she needed him as he always was, rough, urgent, passionate.
When Mariyah hissed in a breath at his length inside of her he stopped moving.
She tried to get him to move but he was having no bar of it.
"Mariyah, stop fucking moving, I'm trying my hardest not to hurt you. I can't fucking be gentle if you keep moving like that." She added to her movements now, gentle? Yeah not in this lifetime.
"Good, I never did like it gentle." She deliberately said it like that to get him thinking of her with other men.
He got angry and lifted her before slamming her down on him hard.
He let go, no longer afraid he was going to hurt her.
He pushed her up against the wall while fucking her, using his hand he stimulated her clit, fucking her with his cock and teasing her clit with his fingers.
Did not take her long at all to get there, she was flying so high…
Her body exploded into a sea of absolute bliss… Zak cursed aloud and followed suit.
When he let her down, it was awkward again.
She made her way to the bathroom and cleaned herself up.
Throwing a nightie on she got in the bed not looking at him.
She dismissed him this time. Zak stood there for a few minutes before he turned and left.
Mariyah cried into her pillow, she missed him so much, it turned out she would be his mistress and she would have to accept it.
She loved him, she loved him beyond words, and everything he had done to her did not alter the way she felt about him.
So she would take what she got if that meant once a week or a month Mariyah would take it.
***
Mariyah slept in late, it was almost ten when she woke up. She heard Olivia and Zak arguing about something and was quick to get up. She used the bathroom and got dressed in a hurry to see what was going on.
"What would you like me to tell him? He invited himself." Olivia was explaining herself to Zak. Mariyah was just casually taking her time, she wanted to hear this all. They were seated outside and well… The coffee was being served there and Mariyah needed a coffee is all…
"Doesn't he fucking get it? It's not going to happen?" Olivia held the bridge of her nose when Zak snapped.
"If he has her he'll tire of her, let it happen.
" Olivia pointed at Mariyah who was behind Zak, she regretted coming out because the minute Zak saw her he hurled a vase near her head on the wall behind her smashing into thousands of tiny pieces.
She jumped and froze from absolute terror.
Zak was on her in seconds grabbing her jaw, he hit the coffee cup out of her hand and it too landed on the tiled floor.
Caleb came out to see what the noise was about and cursed under his breath.
"Are you fucking satisfied. You like flirting with fucking criminals? It gets you off?" Zak squeezed her face hard.
"What's going on?" Caleb asked obviously trying to divert Zak’s attention.
"I'll tell you what’s going on, Emmanuelle is coming to see your fucking idiot of a sister. She deliberately got his attention now he wants to fuck her. A sixty something year old man wants to fuck your kid sister." Zak was pissed as hell.
"Zak get yourself together, he'll be here soon." Olivia did not want her father to think that anything was amiss. How very thoughtful…
Zak pushed Mariyah away from him. "What the fuck goes on in your head?" He pointed at her angrily.
"I'm sorry, it was a stupid mistake."
"Mistakes are not done deliberately Mariyah!" Zak rubbed his hand over his head trying to gain his composure.
"I will talk to him. Just relax." Mariyah really didn't think it was that much of a problem. Like Zak was overplaying it.
"Get the fuck outta my face, before I really do hurt you." She left knowing that it was clearly in her best interest and returned to the room.
Caleb followed her and Mariyah braced herself for the lecture.
"Mari you are seriously a piece of work. What the fuck were you thinking?"
"I was thinking that Zak just got engaged to Olivia and I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me."
"You need to think before you act. You are a beautiful girl who gets attention without trying, didn't you learn anything being with Zak? You can't play games. These fuckers don't take prisoners."
"I'm sorry. I'll make it right."
"Follow Zak's lead. Promise me you'll behave."
"Promise." Was not her fault that Emmanuel found her attractive...