Stolen Matrimony

28. Cashlynn

CHAPTER 28

CASHLYNN

“ H ey, bud. What you doing?” I asked, sitting next to Carson at the kitchen table. Lately he’d been coming out of his room and the game room. He actually seemed like a completely different kid.

“Coding,” he mentioned, tapping the laptop screen. I glanced at the screen and squinted, trying to follow whatever he was doing.

“Coding what?”

“Can’t tell you.”

My brows lifted. “Why not?”

“Because. Emmet said it’s a secret.”

My jaw clenched. The past week he had been working with Emmet a lot at his office. Whenever I tried to find out what exactly he was being taught, he always told me he couldn’t tell me.

“Is Emmet nice to you? He doesn’t give you any issues right?”

Carson paused and shook his head. “No. He’s really smart and he’s teaching me a lot of things.” The eagerness couldn’t be hidden from his eyes.

Reaching out, I grabbed my apple juice, bringing it to my mouth. “That’s good. You seem to like what he’s teaching you too.”

He nodded then looked around before leaning closer. “He showed me how to hack into a security system yesterday. He knows a lot of cool stuff about computers and he’s really smart. A little scary, but it’s okay; I can handle it.”

It was comical to me that he said it like it was a big secret. I worried about my brother, but it was clear he was enjoying whatever he was learning from both Emmet and Nazai.

“That’s cool.” My finger tapped on the table. “I was thinking though. School will be starting soon and?—”

“I don’t want to go.”

“Carson.”

“I want to be homeschooled like you were.”

I chewed the inside of my cheek. I was only homeschooled because my parents felt me going to real school would hinder my training. It also was a way to control me by having minimum contact with the outside world. I didn’t want that for my brother. He was coming out of his shell and I thought being around kids his age would help that even more.

“Don’t you want to be around kids your age?”

He shook his head then focused back on the screen. Carson was only ten but had been through so much. Like me, he probably didn’t even know how to function properly in the general public.

“Okay, I’ll consider homeschooling, okay?”

He nodded, but kept his eyes on the computer.

Seeing he didn’t want to talk anymore, I grabbed my apple juice, then ran my hand over his head before heading for the elevator. Thinking about Carson and school reminded me that in all of this time I’d never handled making sure he couldn’t get taken from me, not that I would let that happen. But for him to be enrolled in school, I would need to show I had a legal standing with him.

I took the elevator to the third floor. I realized I no longer walked on eggshells around the house. I had been sleeping in Nazai’s room and he thought I didn’t notice that he had been moving my things from the original room I had deemed mine up to his.

When I stepped in the room, I heard the shower running from the open bathroom door. I glanced toward it, feeling heat swell in my stomach as my pussy pulsated. Sexual desire was so foreign to me that when it hit, it caught me off guard. Nazai was so dominant in the bedroom and I thought that would turn me off, but it did the complete opposite. I normally didn’t take well to someone trying to control and overpower me, but with sex, it was like all that went out the window. I didn’t know what Nazai had done to me, but my mind thought about him inside me too often and my body craved his warm flesh against it.

Blinking rapidly, I debated if I should go into the bathroom. I’d never initiated sex between us before but I found myself wanting it more and more.

No.

I pushed out a heavy breath. I needed to maintain some kind of dignity. If I gave in, I knew Nazai would never let me hear the end of it.

Moving to the bed instead, I decided to wait for him when something on his pillow caught my eye. I stepped closer to the head of the bed and peeked at the bathroom door, still hearing the shower run. I bit on the corner of my bottom lip and wet my lips. Often I had seen Nazai scribbling in this sketchpad but never bothered to ask what he was doing, but now that it was out in the open, my curiosity got the best of me.

Reaching for it, I checked the bathroom door again before opening the sketchpad. I inhaled a sharp breath as my heart stuttered and my stomach did a cartwheel. My lips parted and my eyes widened taking in the drawing of me. It was spot on when it came to details. A scowl was on my face, my hair tied into a ponytail, my eyes narrowed. It was as if I was looking at a photo.

My heart felt like it had been shocked back to life when I flipped the page and saw another sketch of me. This time, I was sleep and tangled in the sheets. It seemed as if my lungs forgot how to function properly as I continued looking through the book. Every page was a different sketch of me, down to the first day we met when I broke into his house and he chained me in the basement. I closed my eyes and took a few breaths to try easing my racing heart. It seemed like forever since that day, the day my life changed forever. I was a wife now, married to a leader of a murderous crime family. Nazai didn’t try to change who I was either, he embraced it, even instigated it at times. A lump formed in my throat as a gnawing feeling clawed at my chest.

“They say curiosity killed the cat.” I jumped and the book fell on the bed. Snapping my eyes forward, I looked at Nazai dressed in only a towel wrapped around his waist while he used another to dry himself off. My mouth grew dry and my pussy throbbed.

“I…” My eyes went back to the book. “These are all of me!” What the hell was happening to me? I didn’t get flustered easily.

“They are,” he agreed. His mouth ticked upwards.

“Why?”

My mouth opened when he pulled the towel from his waist, exposing his semi-hard dick. A rush of air pushed through my nose. He strolled closer to the bed and his dick bounced against his thigh. I swallowed hard.

Once he was in front of me, he reached down and studied the sketch I stopped on. It was one of me lying in bed with my headphones on. My eyes were closed and my face appeared relaxed.

“It seems you fascinate me, Wildfire. You’ve become an obsession I can’t help but recreate over and over.”

Nazai’s eyes lifted with sincerity. It caressed my insides and caused them to explode with a yearning desire. Again, my heart stuttered.

I ran my eyes down his body, tracing his wide chest and the outline of his ripped abs until I got to the groomed hair on his pelvis and the bulge that rested beneath it.

“You can’t say things like that to me.,” I told him tightly, feeling my chest grow taut with anxiety. I didn’t understand what was happening. His words didn’t make sense to me.

Nazai licked his lips. His smoldering stare became overwhelming, making every atom inside me become alive. “Why not?”

“Because and stop looking at me like that.”

His mouth ticked. “Like what? Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“Like that. Like you care about me. And put some clothes on!” My hands clenched at my sides. I couldn’t think properly with him standing in front of me naked and smelling like fresh sin. His words had me feeling unbalanced and I didn’t like that.

When he reached up and fiddled with my collar, I didn’t blink. My body stiffened.

“You’re not used to someone giving a fuck about you, so you doubt my intentions, but I keep telling you they’re genuine. I don’t want to be your enemy, but at the same time I want you to fight me. From the moment I caught you in my shower, my infatuation with you started and it’s only grown. These drawings don’t even compare to how much you consume my thoughts.”

My teeth sank into my bottom lip when he released me and turned away with his book in hand.

“Tonight’s Summer Bash at the club. Try not to use your knife on anyone.” He tossed a smirk over his shoulder and headed for the closet. My skin felt too tight and itchy, as if fire ants were running wild under it. Nothing made sense. Since I was born, no one had given a fuck about me until Carson was born. He was the only person who ever loved me and that was only because we were literally all we had. Nazai’s confession of having feelings for me, real feelings, didn’t make sense. He had only known me a few months and most of that time was spent with us at each other’s throats. So how could he have feelings for me?

“I didn’t say I was going to the club tonight,” I called out shakily.

Nazai poked his head out the closet. “You don’t have a choice.”

I scraped my teeth over my bottom lip. “If I agree to go, I need a favor from you.”

Nazai stepped out the closet now in a pair of boxers and a couple hangers with clothes on them in hand.

“What’s that?”

“I need to talk to your dad.”

Pausing, Nazai raised a brow and eyed me. “Why?”

“I know he has to have some connections that can help me get legal custody of my brother. Eventually I want him to go to school and live like a normal kid.”

“You do realize his life isn’t normal, right? He’s surrounded by killers and corruption daily.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t try to give him a life outside of this. My parents kept me isolated from society, basically trapped in a prison, because they didn’t want me exposed to the outside world. They wanted to mold me and control me and that was easiest if they made sure I didn’t know any better. All they cared about was my training and making money. I don’t want that life for my brother. He deserves better than that.” My muscles grew more taut with each word I spoke.

Nazai stared at me for a long while, not speaking right away. “I’ll talk to him. I’m sure he knows someone.”

Stiffly, I nodded. “Thank you.”

A crooked grin formed on his face. “No problem, wifey.” He winked. Heat submerged through my body.

“Are you going to stop drawing me?”

He licked his lips and ate me up with his orbs. “Now why in the world would I do something crazy like that?”

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My leg bounced wildly, my eyes darted around the club with my bottom lip tucked into my mouth as I tried to calm my nerves. I had been unsettled since I laid eyes on Nazai’s sketchpad. Between my legs continued to throb and leak each time he walked into the section. Apparently tonight was one of the biggest events The District threw, so he was in high demand up- and downstairs. I wasn’t even sure why he was so persistent that I came because I’d barely been able to lay eyes on him longer than two seconds before he was whisked away. Ezra was here, but downstairs for once, so it was just me in the section.

Slowly I sipped on the lemon drop and observed the scene. On the floor, a bunch of girls were giving lap dances and men made it rain. The last girl on stage had just made her way to the back and I knew it would be a small gap until the next girl’s set. The music was loud, causing the bass to thump in my chest.

“Fuck, we’re gonna make a killing tonight.” I flickered my eyes up as Nazai made his way closer to me. Dressed in a wine red, short-sleeved button up that hugged his arms and black slacks. He made his way to the couch and sat down, tossing his head back and closing his eyes. I studied his face for a second before shifting my eyes down his body, admiring how the button up looked against his gingerbread skin. His chest looked broader behind the material. Continuing down, I paused at his dick. I could see the bulge under his slacks. Heat flooded my stomach. My veins buzzed as if bees were running wild through them.

I licked my lips and shot my eyes up when a deep, low chuckle left Nazai’s mouth. He was eyeing me through low eyes with a crooked grin on his face.

“See something you like.”

My cheeks heated. Since he had stripped out his towel I’d wanted him to take me, but I’d never been the initiator when it came to sex. I always acted as if I didn’t want it, but in reality I loved feeling Nazai inside me and the way he roughly took advantage of my body. Although I was growing more comfortable when it came to the act of sex, I still felt awkward when it came to the thought itself. Nazai was more experienced than me and he never seemed to complain at my performance in the bedroom, but if I initiated things then would he expect me to take the lead? Would I even want that? In my life I was so used to being the leader and problem solver. I was never meant to be a follower, but with Nazai, in the bedroom, that all changed. My body seemed to submit willingly, no matter how much my mind protested.

It was one reason I’d been so unsettled. My body craved my husband and I felt foolish because I wasn’t sure or comfortable enough to vocalize that without fearing I sounded pathetic or looking like a fool.

My stomach stirred and I attempted to swallow around the lump forming in my throat.

“I need you to do something for me,” I stated. My eyes darted around before focusing back on him.

Nazai raised a brow. His darkened eyes ran over my body, causing my breath to hitch. My skin tickled with desire. My heart thudded inside me wildly.

“I want whatever you gave me the first night you brought me here.” Swallowing hard again, I quickly downed the rest of my lemon drop. I remembered how open and carefree I’d felt when Nazai fed me the drug. My mind didn’t care about anything but feeling good. There was no reason to overthink things outside of gaining pleasure.

For a second he seemed confused by my request before one corner of his mouth ticked and his eyes brightened with interest. My cheeks grew hotter.

“Don’t make it a big deal,” I gritted.

Leaning forward, his large hand went to my thigh and he gripped it tightly.

“You want me to drug you? Is that what you’re telling me, Wildfire?” His voice came out in a low, gritty, rumble.

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” My tongue swiped over my lips. My nerves were running wild and my body felt jittery but I refused to break eye contact.

Nazai’s eyes’ bounced around my face for a second before he nodded and dug into his pocket for his phone. After unlocking it, he tapped the screen a couple of times. I inhaled a deep breath, ignoring how my heart slammed violently against my ribcage.

It didn’t take long for a girl to come to the section with a drink on her tray, next to it was a small baggie. Nazai took both before waving her off. I eyed the baggie with the small white pill inside. My stomach clenched.

Nazai went to hand it to me but I shook my head. “Make me take it, like you did the first time.” Lowly, he chuckled and leaned forward, setting the cup on the table along with my martini glass.

I watched him sit back and open the baggie then take the pill out. He placed the pill on his tongue then cuffed the back of my neck, pulling my face forward and crashing his mouth into mine. I moaned and opened my mouth instantly, loving how his tongue felt against mine. The pill slipped inside my mouth and I swallowed it hungrily. Nazai’s tongue swiped across my bottom lip before he pulled back and studied my face again.

His phone vibrated on his lap, but his eyes never left mine. I blinked slowly while panting.

When he finally checked his phone, he cursed lowly and closed his eyes, pushing a deep breath out.

“I need to run downstairs and take care of something.” His eyes penetrated me. Reaching up, he grabbed me by the jaw and gripped it tightly. “Do not leave this damn section. Do you understand me?”

The authority in his voice caused between my legs to leak more and pulsate with need.

“I’m not.”

His jaw was set and his eyes were hard. I didn’t know if it was because of the text he got or the thought of me leaving.

Finally, he lowered his hand to the collar and forced me forward, taking my mouth aggressively.

“I’m gonna have a time with you,” he muttered before releasing me.

I watched as he stood and walked toward the entrance of the section. He leaned in and whispered to Jackson before glancing back at me. The possession that now bled from his stare made my insides quake and goosebumps cover my arms.

Snatching my eyes away from his, I glanced at the untouched drink, quickly snatching it up and downing the contents. My nose scrunched and my chest burned as the liquid went down.

I wasn’t sure how long Nazai was gone, but eventually that light and floating feeling filled my body. My skin felt sensitive as blood raced through my veins, humming and scorching with fire. Between my legs pulsated, causing me to shift to ease the overwhelming feeling building.

Eventually, Nazai made his way back and by then all I wanted was for him to take me and own my body.

At first, he ran his eyes over me. “How you feeling?” he asked with a smirk on his face. Moving to the edge of the couch, I reached forward and grabbed his dick, causing his brows to shoot up.

“I need you,” I replied shamelessly. Pride had left the building.

“What do you need, Wildfire?”

I squeezed his bulge, causing his nostrils to flare and his eyes to flash. “You.”

Moving closer, Nazai reached forward and gripped my chin, tilting my head.

“You want me to fuck you?”

Licking my lips, I nodded. “Yeah? You want me to bury my dick inside that pussy and pound it until you’re begging for relief.”

My eyes fluttered and a moan escaped my mouth. “Yes!” His smirk grew.

By now I was rubbing on his dick, feeling it grow under my touch was hot as fuck. “I can fuck you, right here. Bend you over and push inside you for everyone to see.”

The thought had my breathing speed up and stomach flipped. “No.” For a second my lust was replaced with anger. “No one sees your dick.”

“No? Why not?” Teasing played on his face and in his tone.

“Because, it’s only for me.” I gripped him tighter, causing him to grunt.

Nazai leaned over, allowing his mouth to hover inches above mine. “Mhm, look at you being all possessive. That’s hot as fuck.” Pausing, he licked his lips before his teeth sank into his bottom lip. “Tell me exactly what you want, baby. Tell me what you and that pussy want.”

A volcano exploded inside me, causing lava to flood my body. My body ached with need for the man standing in front of me. Blood rushed through my head, making it spin.

Nazai leaned closer and inhaled a deep breath in the crease of my neck before licking a line from my collar up to my ear. Pleasure gushed up my spine. His hand cuffed my breast and gripped it securely.

“Take me to your office. Now.” My chest rose and fell quickly. My palms became sweaty. The fullness between his legs filled my hands.

“As you wish, wife,” he growled, leaning down and licking my lips before sucking on my bottom one. Reaching up and grabbing his face, I kissed him more feverishly. I shifted in my seat as my clit filled with blood.

“Fuck. Let’s go.” He tore away from me and peered into me with hunger-filled eyes. I loved when he had that look in his eyes. I’d never felt desired before but anytime Nazai looked at me like he was now, I knew he wanted me. It made me feel powerful and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, I craved the attention.

He pulled up and held his hand out. The moment I placed mine inside his, he was yanking me up and stalking out the section. I stumbled some, but moved closer to him once we were in the crowd. They still made me uneasy no matter how many times I had been to the club.

Nazai didn’t slow down, easily maneuvering through the large body of people. My body tensed with expectation.

We got to his office and he slammed the door shut, locking it behind us before releasing me.

“Strip,” he demanded, staring at me lustfully. My knees buckled while electricity surged through me. I was wearing black shorts and a silk button top that had the first two undone, but my body felt as if I was bundled up in a hundred degree weather.

Nibbling on my bottom lip, I shakily fumbled with the top of my buttons. Once undone, I slid it off before moving on to my shorts.

Nazai stalked toward me just as I pushed the shorts down and grabbed my hair roughly. Leaning down, his breath brushed across my face as he spoke. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy wrapped around my dick. Tell me who owns this pussy, Wildfire.” He cuffed my pussy through my panties. I moaned and squeezed my eyes shut. Flashes of colors exploded behind my lids as he pressed against my clit.

“Who does this pussy belong to? Who’s the only one who can give you what you need?”

“You,” I whimpered. The drug made everything more needy. I was painfully turned on and needing relief.

“That’s right,” he hissed with a growl. “Only me.”

Before I could speak, he moved us toward his desk before spinning me so my back was facing him.

“Hands on the desk.” My heart lurched and my stomach fluttered. Doing as he said, I placed my hands on the smooth, wooden surface. A few seconds later his gun landed on the desk next to my right hand with a small thud.

Nazai yanked my panties down, causing me to hiss from the slight burn of the material rushing down my skin, then he kicked my legs open. He pressed into the small of my back, causing me to lean forward.

“Your pussy’s soaked. I can see your juices seeping down your leg.” His finger brushed my inner thighs, making my legs tremble and prickle with goosebumps.

Anticipation built inside me. My chest tightened with yearning.

I jumped, releasing a loud cry when I felt Nazai’s tongue drag over my lower lips. He flicked his tongue back and forth, causing me to squirm. I pushed backwards, craving more. He devoured my pussy, sucking my lips into his mouth and swirling his tongue.

I couldn’t breathe. My senses were overloaded with pleasure. Moaning, I went to reach behind me but he pulled back, causing me to whine.

“Hands on the fucking desk,” he growled. Wanting to feel his mouth again, I quickly did as he said, balling my hands into fists. His fingers spread my pussy and he forced his tongue inside, darting it in and out. His beard tickled the inside of my thighs, causing me to shudder.

“Do you like me fucking this pussy with my tongue, baby?”

Baby.

The endearment almost caused as much excitement in me as wife and Wildfire. I’d never had a pet name before and it was so general, but with Nazai I knew it was more personal and that thought alone made me feel special.

A loud whimper escaped my lips when he sucked my pussy inside his mouth. My stomach tightened and my body jerked as I came. My nails dug into my palms as my fists clenched tighter. His lips and the way he ate me was so skillful and for a second jealousy pooled in my gut thinking about how he’d learned these skills and how many women might have experienced this same sensation. Just before the anger could ruin things, I jumped when his tongue dragged back and my ass cheeks widened. He swiped my back hole before sucking and swirling his tongue around it, while shoving a finger inside my pussy.

“Oh, ah,” I cried. No one had ever touched there before. That floating feeling in my head intensified.

My walls clamped around his fingers as my body trembled again.

I panted heavily, causing the papers on his desk to ripple.

I heard ruffling around me and just when I was about to see what was going out, I felt the blunt tip of his dick at my entrance. My blood surged.

One of his hands went to my hair, which I knew was completely sweated out and unruly at this point, and the other to the small of my back. He didn’t give any warning as he thrust inside of me, causing me to cry out.

Not bothering to give me time to adjust, he moved in and out of me with urgency. His hand curled in my hair and he yanked my head back, stretching my neck backward. The way he was fucking me almost felt like he was punishing my pussy. Since I didn’t have a bra on, my breasts rubbed against the smooth, cool oak, only intensifying the pleasurable sensations soaring through me.

“Put one of your legs on the desk,” he demanded in a low throaty tone. I had to blink a few times to make sure I heard him correctly. Nazai paused his assault. The hand on my lower back, reached for one of my legs and lifted it. I was caught off guard in the new position, but when Nazai started to move again, I understood. I hissed at the long deep strokes he gave me, feeling it more than before.

“I could fuck you all fucking day and it not be enough,” he growled as I whimpered. He leaned in, only making him push further inside me. I wasn’t sure how but I swore he was touching the bottom of my stomach. His teeth nipped the top of my ear and his warm breath caused the hairs on the back of my neck to rise. “I saw the way you watched me tonight. The lust that radiated from your eyes. Tell me, wife, have you been thinking about me fucking you all night?”

My words became trapped in my throat as I attempted to answer. My eyes slammed shut and scalding lava piled in the bottom of my stomach. My body felt alive for the first time, every stroke and touch only made it more satisfying.

“That’s why you wanted that pill, huh? So I would fuck you.” He scraped his teeth along my jawline. “But you know I would have fucked you regardless, baby. The way this pussy molds to only my dick makes it hard to stay out of.”

“Nazai. I can’t,” I stammered as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and ecstasy shot through me.

Suddenly, Nazai snatched out of me in the middle of my orgasm. I was about to complain until he spun me around and lifted me, placing me on his dick. Then he was back inside of me. His mouth lowered and he took my breast into it. I cried out as he hungrily tongued my swollen nipple. Since they’d been pierced they’d been ten times more sensitive. They were still slightly sore, but I didn’t care; it only made the sensation better.

My arms went around his neck and I tossed my head back as he bounced between my breasts, teasing and sucking my nipples. He pulled on one with his teeth and my walls clenched around him. Heat sizzled through me and my head spun.

“Your pussy is like heaven, baby. Taking everything I give and only growing wetter. You never have to be afraid to ask for this dick because I’ll willingly give it to you every time.” He lifted his head and gazed into my eyes. My lips parted as I breathed heavily. I watched as sweat beaded on his forehead and ran down his face. His plush lips glistened when he swiped them with his tongue. He grabbed my hair again and pressed his forehead against mine.

The way his orbs burned into me had me feeling too open and exposed. I didn’t want him to know why I needed the drug tonight, but my husband was smart. It didn’t shock me that he’d put two and two together.

“Look how my dick is stretching out your pretty little pussy, baby,” he murmured in Spanish. “Fuck! I love seeing you wrapped around me, knowing no one else has touched you.”

I moaned and flicked my eyes down, watching his length move and out of me. It glistened with my juices.

“If you ever tried to give it to someone else, I’d cut their throat then fuck you in their blood until you forgot ever having the thought.” His voice was a low, threatening rasp. I moaned and fluttered my lids, tickling my cheekbones. When I looked back into Nazai’s gaze, his eyes were burning with fire.

“Do you like that? The idea of me killing a man because he dared to touch what’s mine?” he continued in his father’s native tongue.

“Yes,” I whimpered without shame. His possessive words flooded my chest and caused my heart to tremble erratically. The thought of Nazai losing his control because of me turned me on like no other.

He growled and sped his thrusts up, causing my body to jerk roughly. He had a bruising hold on my side. His eyes were the color of the midnight sky in the country.

“Tell me, Wildfire. Tell me this pussy is mine.”

“It’s yours,” I breathed, biting down on my bottom lip. I didn’t care about anything else right now but the pleasure he was bringing me. It didn’t matter that we were in the middle of his office during one of the busiest nights at his club. All that mattered was how amazing my body felt and that Nazai was the cause.

“No one else can ever have it.”

“No one.”

“Only me.”

“Only you.”

As if those were the magic words, he pushed inside me deeply, making me cry out and tighten my hold on his neck. This time it was me slamming my mouth into his, but he barely let me maintain control as his tongue forced its way inside my mouth, owning it. The feeling of his warm release shooting inside of me had me moaning and cumming again. I shook violently against him, pulling away from his mouth and shoving my head into the crease of his neck.

“Fuck, you drained me so fucking good,” he grunted, still slowly pushing in and out of me. His dick twitched and I whimpered against his skin.

This was what I needed, what I’d craved since seeing him come out of that bathroom in only a towel. I might not have been able to flat out tell Nazai what I wanted, but I was grateful he caught the hint and followed through regardless.