Series: Sean Moriarty
Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 113805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
11
Jude
The throbbing in my brain slowly ebbs to a low, aching thrum. It’s always this way after I finally let loose the demon I have chained down inside me.
I see the fear, the revulsion of my words, in her eyes.
We’re now bound to each other in a way that will leave no room for doubts. The words are real and true.
We’re bound now for an eternity.
I could let her go.
I could perhaps stave off my family from killing her, but it would not come without a cost.
Blood would fill the city. The river would turn crimson.
I’d kill too many I call brother.
I would take from them.
Take everything.
And the world would taste of nothing but ash.
No, that will not be the way.
She’ll stay with me, be mine, and we will continue to grow as a family.
A child.
How miraculous that word is—child. I already have one with Abel, and bringing another into this world will cement the bond.
It’s a different world now with my thick cock still buried deep inside of Eden’s tight cunt.
“You…” Eden rasps out of her raw throat but doesn’t finish.
She shakes her head at me.
“Oh…I’m completely serious, angel.” I grin and feel my cock twitch hard inside of her.
Even now, with all that she’s been through, she rolls her eyes as if I vex her at every turn.
Her body betrays her, though. I can feel her shift her hips just enough to tell me it knows what it needs.
The deep red ring around her throat will surely bruise soon. And while it does seem a tad crass, that ring makes me think of the one that should be around her finger.
Eden groans a ragged groan as I push deeper inside her, my cock already regaining its aching firmness.
The pounding inside my head begins to throb as I slowly pull myself almost completely out of her then push back in.
This time I’m going to take it slow.
I want to savor every single delicious inch of her silky flesh.
Eden is shaking her head at me, though. The palms of her hands thudding into my chest before she points over to the living room door.
Funny, that door is shaking, and it’s not from my slow thrusts into my wife.
“Open the fuck up!” I hear a deep male voice bellow while someone pounds against the door.
Ah...
Slowing my thrusts even further, I say only loud enough for the guys arguing on the opposite side of the door to hear, “We’re busy right now… If you could give us, say, another hour? That would be a tremendous help.”
“Five!” James yells.
Dammit, he’s doing that counting thing he loves to do.
“Four!”
“Three, two, one!” I yell back, still slowly thrusting into a very confused, and if I’m not mistaken, mortified Eden. “I can count, too! Fuck off, Count von James.”
There’s an unmistakable thud as a shoulder hits the door and almost knocks it open.
“Fucking nine hells!” I snarl, slipping my still aching cock out of Eden.
I look down at her body. She’s covered in blood, her ex’s blood, and it stirs me more than I could possibly imagine.
Her curves and tender flesh beg for me to continue what I started.
One arm crosses over her chest and the other reaches down to cover her slick, leaking pussy.
Fuck, I want to dive between her thighs right now and taste our mixture.
“Go to the bathroom and take a quick shower,” I tell her.
I watch closely when she scampers away from me.
Her hand moves from the front of her body to the back, covering her bouncing ass.
Fuck me, I want to see what she’ll look like with a deep red handprint across those lovely cheeks.
The door shudders again then slams open to make yet another hole in the wall.
“You motherfucker…” James snarls with wide-eyed rage. “First, you stole my car. Second, you came exactly where I told you not to. Then, to top it all off, you fucking terrorized one of my tenants and fucking…”
James trails off and stares at me with flabbergasted shock.
Johnathan comes through the door, takes one look at me, then turns to face the dead body on the floor. “Fucking shit.”
Glancing down at my erect cock, I see some of the blood that covers my face and stomach dripping onto it. “Well, I might need a shower myself.”
“I’ll call Harold,” Johnathan says before he looks around himself. “James, you might want to wait a few days so he can give this a full overhaul. Looks like this place has been stuck in the eighties for a long time.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve been told that. This is one of my newer properties, and I already have a couple of Harold’s legit crews working… You know what, fuck you both. What the fuck is going on, Jude?” James asks me.
“No shit,” Johnathan grunts and still keeps his back to me. “Both Simon and Lucifer have been blowing up our phones. They want answers and they want her.”