Chapter 18 – Alana #3
He growls and lunges for me. I jump to my feet, laughing, and run for the door.
I only escape because he allows me to, I know.
Back in the lounge, Kelsey has the pizza, fries, and cheesecake spread out over her tiny dining table.
Looks like Tony came through while I was otherwise engaged. My stomach rumbles at the smell.
“We may as well eat this food, Kelsey,” Jax says. “Those two will be fucking like rabbits for hours.” He pretends he hasn’t seen us coming in, but his cheeky wink says otherwise.
“Oy!” Alejandro says, giving him a hard but harmless punch on the arm. “Come on. Let’s go.”
“Hang on just a damn minute,” Kelsey says, standing up, hands on her hips. She is small, but she is mighty. “You can’t walk in here and steal my best friend like that. It’s the middle of the night. Our food has just arrived, and she’s starving. Plus I haven’t seen her for months. I’ve missed her.”
Alejandro glares at her, and she impressively maintains her ground. He checks his watch. “We have a delinquent seventeen-year-old at home who we need to get back to. And we only have two hours before we miss our slot for takeoff.”
“Sorry, Kels,” I say, giving her an apologetic look. She turns to me, ignoring all the men in the room. Hugo is lurking by the pizza, a feral cast to his eyes.
“No need to be sorry, but I need to know. Are you sure you want to go back with him? Because that’s all I care about. I know these guys might be tough and all that, but I will kick their asses or call the cops if they’re trying to make you do something against your will.”
I feel Alejandro tense beside me.
“Yes, I’m sure. We’ve, uh, sorted out our differences.”
Jax sniggers, and Alejandro glares him into silence.
“I want to go home with him, Kelsey, honestly. I’m sorry I’m running out on you, though. I’ve missed you, too.”
Alejandro looks between the two of us and rolls his eyes. It’s very similar to the look he uses when Lucia is being especially teen girl.
“I may regret this, but why not come with us then, Kelsey?” he offers.
“What?” Kelsey and I say at the same time.
“We have plenty of room on the plane, and in the house. Why not come and stay with us for a couple days? See Alana’s new life? It might put your mind at rest that she’s not being kidnapped,” he replies.
“But she has a job,” I say.
Kelsey bites her lips, thinking about it. “Actually, I have some vacation time left. And they owe me a huge favor anyway after I helped them out of a tight spot today.”
“Why, what did you do?” I ask. Kelsey always has the best stories, the kind that make you cry with laughter.
“There was a thing. With a pigeon. And a magician.” What?
“Can you please tell her on the plane?” Jax says with a roll of his eyes. “I’ve got a hot breakfast date, and I don’t like to disappoint a beautiful lady.”
Hugo says nothing. He’s eating a slice of Tony’s and looking sheepish. I don’t mind. I’m starting to feel bad about sneaking away for different reasons now, because I’m sure Hugo and the other guards have been severely reprimanded by my husband. Some of them might be missing a limb.
“Please come, Kelsey!” I say. “It’s been so good to see you again. And we have a pool. And sunshine. No Tony’s, but our housekeeper Magda makes the most amazing lasagna…”
“Sold to the lady in the dino PJs,” she announces, squealing and jumping up and down on her feet in excitement. “Give me ten minutes to pack, guys, okay?”
She gives them all a pleading look and runs from the room, clapping her hands.
“Thank you,” I say to Alejandro. “That means a lot.”
“My pleasure, princesa,” he growls as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.
Twenty minutes later, because Kelsey was lying about how long it would take her to pack, we step onto the street. I’m now wearing more of her clothes, Alejandro having darkly announced that nobody else was allowed to see my in my pajamas.
Michael, the driver, holds open the doors of the car for us. Jax climbs into the front while Hugo and Kelsey gets into the back seat, followed by Alejandro.
He holds out his hand to me and pats his lap. “So I don’t even get my own seat?” I ask.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting we’d be bringing a guest home with us,” Alejandro replies with a wicked smile. “So, either you sit on my lap, or Kelsey will have to sit on Hugo’s.”
“I can certainly live with that,” Kelsey adds with a grin. “I’m all about the teamwork.” She winks at Hugo and he stifles a laugh.
“I think Hugo has got himself into enough trouble for one day,” Alejandro replies.
“Sorry,” I mouth to my bodyguard. He smiles and shakes his head.
I clamber onto Alejandro’s lap, not objecting at all.
His strong arms go around me, and as I settle my ass down, I feel the instant reaction of his cock.
I smirk at him, and he frowns. “Stay very still,” he whispers into my ear.
“Don’t think for a minute that you’ll be safe at home just because your friend is there to chaperone you. ”
It feels so wonderful to be back in his embrace that I nod. I’ll do what I’m told. Mainly. We arrive at our private landing strip at the airport and are smoothly whisked onto the jet.
“I can’t believe you guys have your own plane,” Kelsey says as she takes her seat, looking around in astonishment.
“Neither can I,” I answer. “I’ve never been on it before.”
“Actually, we have two,” Alejandro says as he wraps an arm around me.
“Two? Why on earth would anyone need two planes?” I say.
He shrugs. “In case one breaks down.” Of course. The same reason he has a garage full of cars.
“Well, now that I know this exciting piece of information, you can fly me to LA any time I have a few days off, can’t you?” Kelsey says with a grin.
“If that’s what you ladies want,” Alejandro replies smoothly as he leans back in his seat and closes his eyes. I stare at his handsome face, his dark stubble, his thick waves of hair. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen.
He rests while we take off, and I can’t help but enjoy looking at him while he dozes.
Once we’ve been in the air for a while, he lazily opens his eyes and catches me staring.
I blush a little, embarrassed by the fact that I’ve been found adoring him like this.
He grins at me and licks his lips. Lips that I’d very much like to kiss right now.
Reading my mind as usual, he unfastens his seatbelt and stands.
I look around. Jax is asleep, and Hugo and Kelsey are deep in conversation.
So when Alejandro gestures towards the back of the plane, I raise no objections.
He takes me by the hand and leads me away to a door.
Inside is a small but fully functional bedroom.
“You have a bedroom on your plane?” I laugh as I step inside. He closes the door behind us.
“Of course. On both of them,” he says as he takes a step toward me. He has a predatory glint in his eye that makes me take my own step back, bumping against the frame of the bed. “Can you think of any better way to spend the next few hours than to get naked under those covers with me?”
I bite my lip and tilt my head, pretending I’m deep in thought.
He slips his hands around my waist and onto my ass. “Well?”
“What about everyone outside? They’ll know what we’re doing in here.”
“Seems like Kelsey and Hugo might appreciate some time alone themselves,” he grins. “And Jax will sleep the whole way home. He always does. And even if they do know… So what? You’re my wife, and that means I get to fuck you wherever and whenever I want. You haven’t forgotten that, have you?”
The low growl of his voice makes my heart race. We have been through something awful, and he needs to reclaim me. I need it, too.
“I haven’t forgotten. And no. I can’t think of anything better than getting naked with you,” I say as I snake my arms around his neck.
He pulls my top over my head and tosses it onto the floor before dropping to his knees and pulling off my jeans. I help him by kicking them off my feet. Then his hands move to my panties.
“Don’t...” I start to say. Too late. He’s already torn them off. He holds the two halves up to show me and tosses them over his shoulder, a wicked glint in his eyes. “They weren’t even mine. Why do you hate panties so much?”
He moves his head to my neck and begins nuzzling my tender skin. Every touch of his lips makes me feel more alive.
“I don’t hate panties. I just hate you wearing them, Alana,” he mumbles against me. “I thought I’d made that very clear. I want access to your pussy whenever we are alone. Panties just get in the way.”
I shiver a little at the hint of menace in his voice, even more so when I hear him unbuckling his belt. He pauses, his forehead furrowed into a frown. “You want to feel my belt on your ass, princesa?” he growls. “Because you’re trembling with need right now.”
“Maybe,” I suck in a breath. “I don’t know.”
“Why maybe? Are you worried about the noise? Because no-one will hear over the sound of the engines.”
“Not just the noise, no.”
“Oh?” he says softly as he runs a hand over my ass. “You’re worried I’m going to punish you?”
“Yes,” I gasp out as his hand slips between my thighs and begins to explore my already wet center.
“You seem to have forgotten a lot of things during your great escape. My bed is never for punishment, Alana. And I already told you I’m not going to punish you for running away, didn’t I? Do you doubt my word?”
“No. I’m just confused. Why?”
“Why what?” he breathes against my ear as he slips a finger inside me. Now I can barely form words, never mind whole sentences.
“Why aren’t you going to punish me?” I manage to ask, the question coming out in a halting gust as he plays with me.
He lifts his head and looks into my eyes. “Because we’ve both been through a lot in these past twenty-four hours. I don’t want any more distance between us. I just want us to be close again.”
I bite on my lip and nod. I want that too.