Chapter 8
ELIZA
The blue and lights flashing across Caleb’s muscles send a shiver through me. His tenderness and the soup he prepared had me starting to come down from the adrenaline of the fight, but now it’s spiking again.
He fought for me. He put his life on the line against a man with a knife. And now what if they arrest him for it? They’ll take him away, and after all that’s happened, we won’t be together.
“Christ, I have to put some clothes on,” he says, quickly getting to his feet. He races upstairs as I look out the window and see a police cruiser pull up. My heart is pounding. Seconds later, Caleb comes back down, now wearing a pair of jeans and a white Henley.
“What are we gonna do!?” I hiss, throwing myself into his arms. “This wasn’t your fault. They can’t arrest you—”
“It’ll be okay,” he tells me, kissing me on the head. I want to believe him, but he did a number on those guys.
There’s a knock, and I nearly throw up. All I can do is watch as Caleb leaves my side and slowly opens the door to reveal a uniformed officer.
“Good evening, I’m Officer Kevin Brown. Are you Caleb Miller?”
Just the formality of the officer’s words make me brace myself against the wall.
“I am,” Caleb replies, his voice strong and unwavering.
“We received a report of an assault here by several witnesses who claim they were here for a…discussion…and that you—unprovoked—attacked them.”
My pulse spikes, and my stomach flips. Unprovoked? Attacked? So not only is Tony a violent pervert, he’s also a liar with absolutely no shame.
Caleb sighs, running his fingers through his hair. “Let me guess. Tony Morelli is the one who made this report?”
Kevin nods. “That’s right. Him and three of his friends.”
Just hearing Tony’s name suddenly sends me back to the club—to his hands on me, dragging me from the dance floor and out the door to that van. Who knows what would have happened to me had he gotten me in there? Had Caleb not stepped in and saved me.
“Well, Officer, what Tony is saying is not exactly accurate—”
My heart feels like it’s about to explode. I can’t just stand by and watch him be interrogated like this.
“That’s not what happened at all,” I interject, stepping forward out of the kitchen. Officer Brown looks up as I take Caleb’s side. “As you can see, Tony kicked in our door, and he and his friends attacked him. One of them even had a knife!”
Waving my arms around, I actually see the knife lying on the floor and point to it. “See? Right there!”
To my surprise, the officer actually stops pressing Caleb and kneels down to examine the knife. Then he goes to the door and sees the lock and the frame where it was broken in.
“And you’re saying Tony and his friends are responsible for this?” he asks. “Why?”
“Because he tried picking me up at the club a few days ago,” I snap. “And by picking up, I mean kidnapping. He tried to drag me into a van, and Caleb…stopped him.”
“And so you’re saying they came back here for what…revenge?”
“Or me!” I reply, trying not to shout. “He was shouting for me when he came in.”
“And then they broke the door down, and your…”
“Step-brother,” Caleb says.
“Your step-brother took matters into his own hands and defended you and the house by breaking one man’s ankle and another man’s nose?”
I feel like I’m on trial. “Yes. That’s what happened.”
The officer nods and scribbles something in his notepad.
It’s hard to get a read on him. I can’t tell if he’s writing me off or actually listening.
But Caleb is looking down at me with surprise—like he’s proud of me.
He totally was not expecting me to step up like this.
But how could I stand by and let them railroad him?
The moment drags on as the officer continues with his notes. I’m shaking so hard I have to cross my arms to keep it from being obvious.
I look up at Caleb and see confidence in his eyes. He’s always so sure that everything will be okay. But will it really?
“Yeah, that sounds about right,” the officer says, shutting his notebook. I’m stunned. Even Caleb looks stunned. Am I hearing things?
“Excuse me?” Caleb asks.
The officer shrugs and grins. “Well, Tony Morelli is well known in town for being—and please don’t repeat this—a bit of a dick.” I can’t help but laugh as Caleb wraps a protective arm around me. “And I’m sure when we run prints on this knife, they’ll match one of his boys.”
Sliding his hand into a latex glove, he lifts the knife and places it into a plastic evidence bag and seals it shut.
“So…that’s it?” Caleb asks.
“For you? Yes. But based on your testimony and this evidence, we’ll end up arresting, at minimum, Tony. And probably the rest of his guys too.”
My jaw drops. Something inside me sparks light a fire blazing into existence. I look up at Tony, but he’s busy shaking Kevin’s hand. But just like me, he’s smiling.
“Thank you for your help, Officer. Greatly appreciated.”
Kevin leans in, a sly smirk on his face. “Again, don’t repeat this, but thank you for giving that son of a bitch what he deserved. You don’t know how many cops on the force have wanted to do what you did here tonight.”
Neither Caleb or I can speak as the officer heads back outside to his squad car and pulls away. The blue and red lights stop flashing, and the house goes quiet.
I take a deep breath and feel the tension slowly starting to slip away. Then I feel Caleb’s fingers in my hair as he pulls me close and tilts my head back. His lips find mine, and fireworks go off inside me.
“I was so scared,” I tell him as his rough hands caress my face. “I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t lose you—”
“You did the right thing,” he replies, smiling like the Adonis he is. His words settle into my chest like golden butterflies. How could I ever have thought this man saw me as an annoying step-sister? His eyes soften, and I crave it.
“I did?” I whisper, desperate for more.
“Of course. And now you get your reward.”
My breath catches as he slides his hands beneath my robe and gently but dominantly tugs it down over my shoulders. It falls to the floor, leaving me completely nude before him.
Swimming with warmth, all I can do is watch with awe as he strips down, kicking his pants aside and ditching his Henley. He stands before me like my own personal Greek god, statuesque and gorgeous. Every muscle in his body is toned and bulging.
But there’s only one muscle that truly concerns me, and it’s hanging from between his legs.
I want it, but I can’t move. Talk about sensory overload.
He takes me gently by the wrist and draws my hand in. “Touch it,” he tells me. I do, and that’s when I start overheating. “Last chance to back out.”
His words shock me, but I look up and see his eyes twinkling mischievously. He’s just toying with me as I go up in flames.
I have my hand wrapped around my step-brother’s cock. A man who, until just a few days ago, I was sure hated me. Now I’m moments away from giving myself to him—changing my life forever.
“Back to what?” I ask him. “A life without you? No. Take me, Caleb. I’m yours.”
The next thing I know, I’m on my back on the floor, the hardwood pressing into my skin as his mouth kisses me all over. Time seems to slow as his lips explore my body—my tummy, my breasts, my hips, the hollow between my thighs.
Goosebumps break out all over my limbs as my body temperature spikes.
The floor is rough. Not soft like a bed. But I don’t want to be moved. He fought off four men here for me. He put his life on the line, and this is where I want to be taken.
My eyes go wide as I look between his legs and see the size of him. I simply do not understand the physics of how he’s going to fit, but I trust him. And as he scoots closer, kneeling between my legs, I force myself to relax and prepare myself.
“Deep breath,” he coos, leaning in so close I feel his hot breath against my neck. “No more holding back.”
His words knock the sense out of me. I grab his massive arms as he slides into me, claiming me with the dominance of a man who knows he has owned me forever.
There’s a hint of pain, but it’s swept away in an instant. A whirlwind is spinning within me. We’ve only just begun, and I’m already about to overload.
“Yeah, that’s a virgin pussy,” he muses, pressing his hips forward and giving me every one of his inches. “And now it’s mine.”
“It’s always been yours,” I rasp, my voice nothing more than a breath as my body arches up off the floor and into him. He fills me completely. I don’t feel empty anymore.
It’s better than I ever imagined. And when he starts kissing me, the pressure inside me spikes, throwing me over the edge.
“Oh, God. Already?!”
“That’s right, angel,” he rasps, wrapping me tightly in his arms as my body begins to spasm and quiver beneath him. “Nothing in the world compares to watching you come. Feeling you come. This is what I’m going to give you for the rest of your life…”
“Yes! Oh God yes!”
Hearing him speak his desire for me is just what I want. What I’ve always wanted. I’m not a brat anymore. I’m his treasure. He’ll risk it all for me. To keep me safe. To protect me. To please me.
And I want to do the same back.
Watching his face twist as he pumps me enhances my pleasure. He feels good because of me. I’m his, but he is mine. It’s a power over him I never thought I’d have. But I can feel him growing inside me, and even though I’ve never done this before, I know something’s about to happen.
“Don’t go slow,” I tell him, my body still sizzling from what he did to me. “I know your strength, Caleb. Use it on me.”
“Oh my God,” he groans, expanding his chest with a deep breath. “This is reckless.”
But he doesn’t stop.
He doesn’t care, and neither do I.
The floor scratches at my back as he ruts deeper, pounding me faster. I’m crushed beneath his enormous frame, but this is where I feel safe. Beneath his heat, beneath his sweat that drips from his skin and onto my lips and cheeks.
The scent of his manhood is intoxicating, and my fingers explore every single cut in his muscles as he rolls his hips, humping me without restraint.
His mouth envelops mine, and I moan into it. Our tongues meet, dancing across each other with the lust only pure love can bring. I can’t explain what’s happening to me, but I’m still going. It’s like an earthquake rocking me from my core.
“I should pull out,” he tells me. “There’s no way you’re on birth control.”
He’s right. I’m not. But that changes nothing about my response.
“No, you’re not pulling out, Caleb. You’re all in, aren’t you?”
“Of course I am,” he growls, letting his lips drag across mine.
“Then prove it.”
I have no idea what to expect, but when he smiles, I know he’s not going anywhere.
He pumps me hard, driving me back inches across the floor. I cry out, welcoming the pain. It cements me into the moment, boiling up like some kind of feral instinct. And then I feel it.
A warm shot of life within me. Hot, sticky seed fills me so deep I’m sure he’s injected it straight into my womb. My body reacts, and I somehow go off again, crying out as I wrap my legs around him, sealing him deep so he can’t go anywhere.
Not like he would anyway.
“Christ,” he snarls, gritting his teeth. “Your pussy feels incredible. You have no idea…”
Moisture spills from my entrance, coating the girthy length that is embedded within me. Caleb’s body spasms, and his stiff flesh flexes between my legs, further filling me with his hot release.
Both our bodies are now slick with sweat, wrapped in an embrace of ecstasy as he holds his cock so deep inside me. I lie there gasping, attempting to process the euphoria that’s wrapped around me like a net.
I want to stay here forever. Locked together as one.
“That was amazing,” he breathes, his heart pounding through his chest against mine. He starts to pull out, but I clench my legs together, clamping down on him.
“Stay. Just a little longer.”
He smiles and goes back to work on me with his lips. But gently this time. These are loving kisses. Tired kisses. And they’re beautiful.
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
My head is spinning.
My heart is going crazy.
Finally, everything I ever wanted is coming true.
I saved myself for him. Now I belong to him. Maybe more than expected.
My eyes close, and I run my fingers through his hair. I know this isn’t the end. Our parents will be home, and we’ll have to break the news to them.
But that will happen later.
Right now, nothing spoils this moment. This is our moment. Mine and Caleb’s.
But just as I’m drifting off to sleep, I hear the sound of a car pulling up outside. And then a car door opening.
“Caleb!” I hiss. “Our parents are home!”