Renewed (Awakened Book 2)

by Watkins, CN

  We sat there, in silence as I breathed in the words that just floated from my lips. Stefan placed his hand on the side of my face as I snuggled into him, closing my eyes. “I forgive him,” I whispered again.

  “You, are the strongest person I know,” Stefan whispered as he leaned in and kissed away my tears.

  “Tell me again,” I opened my eyes. I needed to hear I was strong because right now I felt like the weakest person.

  “You are the strongest person, baby,” he whispered again.

  “I am because of you.”

  “Strong? No, you’ve always been strong, my dear.”

  “No,” I shook my head ever so slightly. “I am because of you.”

  A small smile teased the outer edges of Stefan’s lips as he rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. “I am because of you,” he whispered as he pulled my face into his. He scooped me up and laid us on the bed, our bodies intertwined together. “I need to feel your body,” Stefan said as he pulled my shirt over my head. He unclasped my bra, pulled my shorts off and my lace panties and threw them over the bed. Stefan quickly removed his shirt, pants and briefs.

  He pulled the blanket up and moved my body close to his, wrapping his hands around my naked body. His hands covering my lower back as he squeezed my body, trying to morph our bodies to one.

  “I am because of you,” he repeated in a whisper.

  I snuggled deeper into his chest and listened to his heart beat. Everything I needed was right here.

  “You will always be safe in my arms, baby,” Stefan whispered, brushing his hands through my hair. I closed my eyes, letting his words sink into me. “I will do anything to protect you. You are my life and my love, and nobody will take you from me.”

  All my life, he was exactly what I had been searching for. He was home for me— he was my love, my everything. I loved him more than I thought was humanly possible.

  Together, we could just be.

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Wake up, sleeping beauty. First day of work for you. We need to get you showered and dressed.”

  I rolled over to my side with my back facing him. Maybe if I ignored him he would stop, and I could sleep longer.

  “Baby...” Stefan pushed my hair back and started gently kissing my neck.

  This man was relentless.

  “You’re going to make us late if I have to take off the blankets and get deep inside of you to wake up.”

  I smiled. I would enjoy that...

  My eyes popped open as his hand skimmed down my backside.

  “There we are,” he whispered into my ear before nibbling on my earlobe. “Let’s go, sunshine.”

  “Let’s stay in bed and cuddle all day.” I rolled over to my back to see his light caramel eyes looking at me.

  “As tempting as that sounds, I do have a business to run. Up ya go, Mrs. Long.” Stefan gave my backside a firm squeeze, sending me to my feet.

  “It’s cold!” I was jumping around on the tips of my toes, the hardwood floor like ice under my feet.

  “Shower, now,” Stefan ordered as I tip-toed into the bathroom. He started the shower and once it was warm enough I stood under the stream. Stefan was soon behind me, sliding his hands around my body. “You feel like velvet.” He pulled me into him, my breast pushed against his chest.

  “You got me up. Wash me,” I said sleepily.

  “Challenge accepted.” He had a sly smile on the corner of his lips as he grabbed the shampoo and squirted some in his hands. He rubbed his hands together and started massaging the soap through my hair.

  After I stepped out of the shower, Stefan wrapped a big white towel around me before planting a small kiss on my shoulder.

  “Get your hair and makeup done, then get dressed. Meet me downstairs for breakfast.” Stefan wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom.

  I turned towards the mirror and let the towel drop to a pool around my feet. I examined my stomach, running my hands along the bottom. It was hard to imagine that there was life inside of me.

  I blow dried my hair and let the natural curls fall down around my shoulders. I put on some light eye shadow, then went into the bedroom and found my black pencil skirt and paired it with a light purple, silk button up blouse and some black Mary Jane pumps. I still had a natural glow from our trip, which made my skin looking kissed by the sun.

  I walked to the kitchen and sat down at the barstool after giving Stefan a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning.” There was a plate of eggs and toast in front of me.

  “Well, you will be turning heads this morning. I guess I’ll have to follow you everywhere.”

  “Thank you.” I smiled as I picked up my fork. “But that won’t be necessary. I am just getting to know what I will be doing, and then I will start working from home.” I took a bite of my eggs and toast.

  “You will be training in the conference room on my floor with three of the best in the accounting department. Once they feel you are ready, you will work from the office in case you have any questions.”

  “Stefan, I told you that I want to work from home. That is going to look so weird with your wife working for you.”

  “First off, don’t talk with your mouth full. That’s rude, Mrs. Long. Second, I have told you that I don’t give six different shits what anyone thinks about my wife working for me. If they want to stand up and make it an issue, I will fire them. I trample, Mrs. Long. Remember that.”

  I finished eating without saying another word. If he really thought I was going to work from the office until I had our baby, he was out of his mind. Once I finished eating and set my fork down on my plate and wiped my mouth with the napkin. Stefan stood to his feet and grabbed my plate.

  “Charles is taking me into work now. Once you are ready, you can head over. You will check in with the receptionist and she will direct you where to go. You will park in the underground garage. I have five parking spots right by the door to go inside, park in number two, please.”

  I smiled and nodded.

  Stefan walked around the bar and grabbed my chin, tilting it up so that our lips were less than an inch apart. “Trample, Mrs. Long. Don’t forget.” He pulled my mouth to his and slipped his tongue into mine, claiming what was his.

  He pulled back and slowly opened his eyes. “I’m so glad I can do that whenever I want to now. I no longer have to wait until I get home.”

  He turned around and made his way to the front door. “No, Stefan!” I hollered, but he was out the door before I could finish it.

  What was I doing?

  I looked at the gold watch on my wrist, I should probably finish getting ready.

  I drove up to the massive glass building and pulled into the underground garage, then into the second spot by the doors.

  As I walked through the door, I was immediately greeted by an attractive red-head with a smile that showcased her perfect white, straight teeth.

  “Good morning, and welcome to Long Publishing. You must be Mrs. Long.”

  “Good morning. Yes, I am Mrs. Long, but you can call me Jennifer.” I smiled back at her, switching my purse from one arm to the other.

  “Okay, Jennifer. If you will take these elevators over there,” she pointed down the blank hall to a set of elevators, “Go to the twentieth floor and there will be another receptionist. I will call her and tell her you are on your way up.” She smiled at me as I started walking down the hallway to the elevators.

  The twentieth floor was beautiful. The floor was marble with white walls, and there were windows everywhere. Natural sunlight filled the huge area, making me want to put my sunglasses on.

  “Mrs. Long?” The lady towards the back of the room said.

  Were all of the secretaries supermodels?

  “Please, call me Jennifer,” I said once I reached her desk. The whole lobby area up here was open, and I was sure you couldn’t find a piece of dust anywhere.

  “Jennifer, my name is Bridget. I am Stefan’s secretary.
If you want to have a seat, I will let him know you’re here.”

  I smiled. “Thank you, Bridget.” I walked over the pristine white love seat and sat down. I looked across the lobby and noticed a white door open, revealing not only an office, but my gorgeous husband standing in the doorway. He was wearing his dark grey Armani tux with a black skinny tie. The suit was made for his body, outlining his muscles and making him look that much more delicious.

  I stood to my feet and walked across the marble floors, meeting Stefan in the middle.

  “You look...amazing.” Stefan pulled me into him. I was hesitant and tried to put some space between us. I needed to keep this professional.

  “Please, not here,” I replied as he squeezed me tighter.

  “First off, trample. Second, I am the only one on this floor.” A wicked smile crossed his lips. “Come with me.” He turned us around towards his office. We walked in through the huge door, and he closed it behind us.

  His office was massive. He had a huge dark cherry desk in the middle of the room with two large Mac computer in the middle of it. There were two white chairs in front of his desk and a white couch with a dark cherry table behind his desk near the windows. To the left of his desk was a fully stocked liquor cabinet. Off to the right of the room was a bathroom, the door open, that just as crisp as the rest of his office.

  “So, this is where you spend all your time?” I asked.

  “It is.” He smiled and walked around to his leather chair on the other side of his desk. He dialed some numbers and picked up the phone.

  “Bridget, you can call David and Steve and tell them to meet us in the conference room in twenty minutes ... Yes, the conference room on this floor ... Tell them to bring all the necessary items to properly train Jennifer.” He hung up the phone.

  “Why twenty minutes?” I asked as he opened one of his drawers to his desk.

  “That’s how long it will take for me to tie you up, possess you from the inside out and get you back to looking normal before your training starts.” He had no sarcasm in his voice. He pulled out a small hand held device and pressed something on it. I looked around and black drapes fell down in front of all the windows, making the room dark except for the light from the lamps.

  He walked around his desk, eyeing me.

  “Here?”

  “Here,” he whispered.

  “Right now? We’re doing this right now?” I asked.

  “Yes. Come here,” he demanded. “You need a proper welcome to the team...from the owner.” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his chest.

  “Is this normal?”

  “This welcome?” He rubbed his hand down over my sides, resting on my hips. “No, you’re special.” He leaned down and gave me a small peck on my lips, causing my body to come to life.

  I pulled my hands up over his shoulders and locked them around his neck. Everything inside was telling me we probably shouldn’t be doing this right here...but there was no saying no to him. Once Stefan had his mind set to something, there was no changing it.

  “God, you smell delicious,” Stefan said as he swept my dark curls off my shoulder. My body shivered under his kisses. He slid one of the black straps to my dress off my shoulder and planted a small kiss in its place. I leaned my head to the side as he slid his lips up to the nook in my neck.

  “Twenty minutes,” I warned. At this pace, we’d be here all day. Stefan quickly picked me up and sat me down on the edge of his desk. He opened my legs and pushed them hem of my dress up revealing my white lace panties. He used his middle finger to trace them over my clit.

  “Holy shit, Jennifer.” He moved the lace over and slid his finger deep inside me.

  “Stefan,” I moaned.

  “Say it again.”

  “Stefan!”

  He quickly put his hand over my mouth. “Shh...” He had a devilish grin on his face. He withdrew his finger and pulled my high-heeled feet up and slipped my shoes off me. Then he pulled my panties down around my ankles.

  “These are mine.” He stuffed them in his pockets.

  “Their new!” I tried to protest, but he didn’t say anything else. He unzipped his pants and let his manhood spring out.

  “What do you want?” he asked.

  “You know what I want,” I replied.

  “I want to hear you say it.”

  “I want you.”

  “Do you want me inside of you?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  He pulled me closer and slid inside me. “I could die a happy man right now,” he whispered. He pulled back, almost slipping out of me, then shoved back. I tilted my head back, letting the pleasure ignite through me. He squeezed my ass harder as he continued to thrust.

  “Look at me,” he finally growled. I brought my head back down, meeting his hard gaze. “How did I get so lucky?” he asked as he slammed into me again.

  I cried out as the orgasm ricocheted through my entire body. “Stefan!” I cried out.

  “Give it to me baby, I want to feel you,” he whispered as my muscles tightened around his length. “Sweet Jesus! Fuck!” Stefan growled into my ear as I felt his hot liquid shoot inside of me. He was squeezing my ass harder now, but the pain had become pleasure. He lowered his head onto my shoulder, still slowly rocking his hips. We both were out of breath, and our hearts were pounding.

  “Mine.”

  Stefan kissed my shoulder, pulled my dress strap back on and lifted his head, kissing me on the lips, slowly and passionately. He pulled out of me leaving me feeling empty. Stefan tucked himself back inside his pants and zipped them up.

  “You can have these back, you might need them.” He flashed a devilish smile. Oh, he knew his game all to well. I grabbed my panties out of his hand and pulled them back on.

  “Thanks.” My voice dripped with sarcasm.

  I scooted off his desk, slipped my panties back on and pulled my skirt down. “Ready to start your day?” he asked, adjusting his tie.

  “My day has already started.” I smirked at him.

  “Get your sweet ass out there.” He slapped my ass as I walked by him towards the door. I let out a small yelp as I rubbed my backside.

  “Stop,” I said as I opened the door, my cheeks flushing as I saw Bridget typing away on her computer. The door quickly slammed shut as I was pulled back and thrust against the wall.

  Stefan ran his first finger down my neck to my chest, our lips so close I could kiss him. “You will never tell me what I can and cannot do to you. Understood?” His voice was low, almost a growl, and his eyes were dark.

  “Yes.”

  “Good girl.”

  He opened the door into the lobby.

  Chapter Fifteen

  My mom use to tell me that nobody was stuck in whatever problems they were facing forever. She always said there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and no matter how bad your situation was at the moment, it wouldn’t last. Things always had to get bad before they could get better.

  I’d always wondered when my light at the end of the tunnel would come.

  Tomorrow was my sixteenth birthday—I was supposed to be excited. Ready to drive and have freedom from my parents. But the truth was, I wasn’t excited. My Aunt Carol said tomorrow would be special because it was my birthday...I hated ‘special’.

  I tossed and turned in my bed, hoping I would eventually drift asleep and wake up from this horrible nightmare I was living. I tried to tell my dad once about everything that had happened. Yeah, big mistake. He told Aunt Carol, and two days later I was punished.

  Sometimes when I was being punished, I would escape. I would leave this reality and be in my own head. Everything was better in my own head...even Aunt Carol. I tried to push it away, compartmentalize it in the back of my head and forget about it.

  After school, I climbed into Aunt Carol’s Lexus. “Hello, boy.” She smiled as I put on my seat belt.

  She pulled out onto the main road, heading for her house. Nobody talked during the drive, I knew what
was coming and so did she.

  We pulled up to her house, and she turned the car off and looked at me. “Inside.”

  “I’d rather not.” I wouldn’t allow her to treat me this way anymore.

  “Excuse me?” She looked like she had been slapped.

  “No.” I opened the car door and calmly stepped out. Time for me to act like a grown man.

  “Don’t you dare walk away from me!” she hollered as I walked to her front door, swinging my backpack up on my shoulders. I opened the door and closed it behind me, my heart in my stomach. If I was going to face her, now was the time.

  I heard the car door lock, and I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before she came busting through the door looking for me. I locked it and ran upstairs into the dungeon—the room was filled with whips, leather, restraints. I pulled my backpack off me and grabbed what I needed, my body facing the door, waiting for her to open it.

  “Stefan! Hiding is such a childish thing to do.” She was getting closer. “Are you in here, waiting?” She opened the door and froze. “What the hell are you doing?” Her eyes flickered back and forth between my eyes and the gun that was pointed at her.

  “I’ve had enough.”

  I cleared my throat. I couldn’t let her know how nervous I was.

  “Child! Have you lost it?” She raised her voice, taking a step and entering the room.

  “I’m not a child!” I yelled at her. “Don’t move, Carol. This stops now.” I was trying to calm my heart that was slamming against my chest.

  “Oh my!” She started laughing a deep, dark laugh. “You don’t have the BALLS to shoot that gun, kid!” She let the word ease off her tongue. She was right. I couldn’t kill her, but I could scare the shit out of her.

  “I’m serious!” I lied. “Stay back! I have no reason to keep you here.” I had to steady my shaky hands.