Seized: A Rough Romance

by Piper Stone

  “What is it?” I hissed.

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, keeping his voice low. “There’s something about her that’s...”

  “Meaning what?”

  Rafael stole a look in her direction. “Well, for one thing, she’s not what I expected after what I heard about Tiffany. That girl is sweet and almost vulnerable.”

  “Vulnerable? The little brat had a solid right hook and an ability to create kidney injuries. That sounds just like the Tiffany you described.” I’d grilled him again on the boat ride, trying to make certain that everything was in order.

  “I was right there with you as the shit came crashing down, Sawyer. Don’t push that crap on me. This isn’t a game,” Rafael insisted. “I know you shot off a warning, maybe two to Carter, but what if he doesn’t bite?”

  “Oh, he will. That’s the kind of man he is. Playing games is what he’s best at only this time, he’s met his match.” I hated myself for saying the words. I knew the difference between right and wrong. Even as ruthless as both Carter and I had become, I’d been able to walk the fine line between abusing our power and wealth and influencing people. That had been the only way I’d survived the ordeal, including the treatment I’d received inside of prison.

  “What I’m saying is that she doesn’t seem like the nasty vixen she was portrayed to be. If she is Delaney Archer, then this entire situation has gotten out of hand,” Rafael continued. “Deal or no deal. If we do this, it’s likely all three of us could end up in prison.”

  I glanced in her direction. I’d realized that, the ridiculous deal I’d made with her holding no bearing in a court of law. However, I had no intention of stopping. “Yeah? Walk away if you want to. I get it.”

  “Don’t give me that crap, Sawyer. Just don’t. Okay? Maybe you can get Jax to buy into it, but I know you far too well. I realize you think she’s a part of what Carter did to you but proving it will be difficult at best.”

  I exhaled, shaking my head. Rafael was the kind of man who always wanted to see the good in all humans. Even as an assassin, he’d kept a level of honor, refusing to accept certain jobs. I’d come to respect him for that.

  I’d also learned early on that the majority of people only looked out for themselves. However, I knew all about my buddy’s dark side. I could tell how intense his attraction was to her. We couldn’t take any chances. “This is what we need to do, something we all agreed to. We will grill her and find out everything she knows. However, keep in mind that she could be pretending. I know that kind of behavior all too well.”

  “You’re going to have to trust me at some point, Sawyer, and tell me what that woman did to you.”

  I gazed him in the eyes, refusing to relive anything from the past but what had happened with Carter. “Maybe I will, my friend. That will have to be over several drinks.”

  “Fine, have it your way. That chip on your shoulder is the size of a boulder, buddy. That might crush you in the process.”

  “Something for you to keep in mind. Sweet talking and playing the damsel in distress has worked for centuries. Why would it be any different now?”

  Exhaling, he glanced in Delaney’s direction, finally nodding. “Yeah, okay. I guess I hate it’s come to this.”

  “This is a war. We can’t allow Carter or his minions to destroy anyone else.”

  “Now you’re playing the martyr, Sawyer. That’s not the man I remember either. Don’t let hate destroy you like it has Jax.”

  I tipped my head in Jax’s direction, studying his hardened face. The man had changed significantly, even more angry and haunted than I’d remembered. Becoming a bounty hunter had altered his personality, just like getting involved with Carter had done for me.

  Or killing indiscriminately had done to Rafael.

  We’d gone from bad boys to rough and dangerous men.

  “Jax doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty if that’s what you’re saying.”

  “Neither do I, but I hope that when we’re finished with this, we don’t destroy her. Even if she is partially responsible. I just don’t like it.”

  As Rafael backed away, I realized I’d thought exactly the same thing.

  I took my time walking back into the expansive kitchen, noticing the goosebumps floating along every inch of her naked skin.

  And God, I wanted her.

  “You were a very bad girl to try and get away,” I stated with absolute authority in my voice.

  “Yes. Sir. I. Did,” she managed between clenched teeth.

  “Do not do it again. That’s why you’re getting my belt.”

  I caressed her bottom, my balls tightening not only from the act but from the heat exploding into the rough pads of my fingers. Even the light marks covering her ass cheeks were a powerful reminder that for now, she belonged to us.

  To punish.

  To use.

  To fuck.

  As I snapped the belt across her rounded cheeks, the cracking sound of my wrist as well as her single moan was a reminder that I was a one bad man. I smacked her twice more, my cock aching from just seeing the way her bottom jiggled from the force I’d used.

  “Oh... You’re horrible,” she muttered.

  “You have no idea.”

  I issued four in rapid succession, my heart now thudding hard against my chest. I’d always been a dominating man, but this was on an entirely different level. I wanted her to wear my marks, a reminder of her horrific sins.

  Delaney jerked up from the counter, taking several gasping breaths.

  “Stay in position,” I snarled, half expecting she’d lash out as she’d done before. She certainly had balls to attempt to get away. Perhaps she knew of another way off the island. While I’d never seen another dock, it was possible Mr. Bradley had a bunker hidden, one housing a fast boat.

  If she attempted escape again, my wrath would be much worse.

  “This is all a big mistake and I will prove it to you. You’re an asshole,” she whispered, fear creeping into her voice.

  “Yes, I am. I’m glad we’ve come to an understanding.”

  After rubbing her bottom once again, I concentrated on my efforts, counting the number of strikes off in my mind, something I should have required her to do. Well, there was always next time.

  Crack!

  The sound was far too delicious, her cry like sweet music. Rafael was right. Everything about her was disarming, her gorgeous appearance the thing fantasies were made out of. Lips that seemed to remain in a constant sexy pout. Long legs meant to wrap around a man’s hips, bucking like a wild stallion. Breasts that fit perfectly into my oversized hands. Nipples the color of the perfect blushing rose. Even the way her raven-colored hair fell in ringlets over her shoulders, the hint of frizz from the massive amount of humidity only adding to her sensual nature.

  What had startled me the most was her soul-stealing green eyes, so emerald I could become lost in them for hours. They even held a haunting quality, mesmerizing as well as enchanting.

  Fuck me. I was hard as a rock, my cock throbbing like a son of a bitch.

  And what the hell was I thinking?

  Spank her. Fuck her. Get on with it.

  I brought the belt down again. And again. Until I gathered a whiff of her feminine wiles. Taking a deep breath, I brushed my knuckles across her bruised skin before rolling my fingers between her legs. “Are you wet for us, Delaney? Do you hunger for three big men to take you?”

  “Hell, no,” she managed, even though her breath caught in her throat.

  I couldn’t help but notice that she opened her legs wider, allowing me to see the glisten of her pussy lips. My mouth watered, my throat parched. I wanted to bury my face into her wetness, thrusting my tongue into her tight little channel. “You’re lying. I don’t like liars.” I brought the belt down across the very bottom of her ass cheeks then rolled my fingers down her swollen folds, finding her clit.

  “Oh, God!” she squealed, trying to clench her legs shut.

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nbsp; “None of that. Keep those long legs of yours wide open and ready. Remember, you’re going to be fucked just like the bad little girl you are.”

  Her moans were bedraggled but she obeyed, pointing her lovely toes as she slid open her legs. She clamped her hands around the counter until they were white-knuckled, her back rising and falling as she took gasping breaths.

  I took my time swirling the tip of my finger around her slickened clit, marveling in the scent that filtered into my nostrils. If I wasn’t careful, I’d become drunk off her essence. The thought made my libido skyrocket, my mind longing to fill her with my seed.

  “That’s a good girl. If you don’t behave, I’ll spank that pretty pink pussy of yours,” I whispered hoarsely. My patience wearing thin, I slid two fingers just inside. She was so damn wet, hot as hades. While she might loathe the fact we were here, her body betrayed her. I was on fire from the burning need to consume her. After pumping inside several times, I brought my fingers just under my nose, taking a deep breath.

  “You’re sick,” she stated flatly, daring to defy every aspect of what was happening.

  I refused to allow her to interfere, dragging my fingers across my lips before licking off every drop of her sweet cream.

  Then I smacked her long and hard, finishing exactly what I’d promised her. All the while, her body bucked, grinding against the counter, her thighs slickened from her wetness. By the time I was finished, I found it difficult to control my breathing, my mind foggy from the ways I planned on taking her.

  When I was finished, I simply dropped the belt then yanked the back of my shirt, dragging it over my head.

  Delaney struggled to twist her head in order to see what I was doing, her eyes opening wide.

  “Now, we fuck you.” The words were stated simply, a mere reminder of what we had in store and nothing more.

  While I knew both Rafael and Jax were ridding themselves of their clothing, I concentrated on how I wanted to take her. Tasting her was first and foremost. I ran my hands along the insides of her legs before forcing her onto her knees on the counter, keeping her wide open and ready to accept whatever we had in mind.

  “What are you doing?” she asked as she slapped her hands against the counter, craning her neck.

  “Feasting.” I wasted no time, my hands gripping her reddened bottom as I lowered my head, dragging my tongue up and down the length of her pussy.

  “Oh, fuck. Oh...” Her gasps were low and husky, encased with lust.

  I closed my eyes and savored the moment, rolling the tip of my tongue around her clit several times as I dug my fingers into her bruised skin. The electricity roaring between us was incredible, enough to light up the entire city of Miami. I chuckled at the thought as I growled several times, blowing hot hair across her tender tissue.

  Arching her back, she tossed her head from side to side. “My... Mmm...” When I sucked on her pussy lips, making certain my sounds were exaggerated, she dropped her head.

  I was vaguely aware that Jax had walked around the counter, fisting and yanking her head down.

  “Open your mouth,” he commanded then jutted his hips forward. Her muffled sounds as she sucked Jax’s cock forced me to smile.

  There was nothing like the taste of her, so damn sweet, her juice filling my mouth. I licked fervently, using two fingers to slide into her, pumping hard and fast. I added a third, flexing them open then curling slightly while I drove my tongue beside them.

  After a few seconds, her entire body bucked, every inch of her porcelain skin shimmering under the lighting. My heart raced as the act continued, unable to drink enough of her sweet cream. Easing back, I took several deep breaths as I licked my lips, watching as Jax continued to push her head to accept his offering.

  “Good girls find themselves in pure ecstasy,” I half whispered then pulled out my fingers, immediately smacking her pussy lips several times.

  Delaney whimpered, her entire body quivering, the scattered moans only adding to the incredible music pounding in my head.

  I licked up and down the length of her pussy several times then smacked her again. I could tell I was bringing her close to a raging orgasm. But not yet.

  “You’re not allowed to come. Not unless you’re given permission.” I dropped my head, burying my face for a few seconds, able to hear Rafael’s ragged breathing. Who was I to be selfish?

  I moved back, dragging my tongue across my lips as Rafael advanced. Every single muscle and tendon in my body remained like a live wire as I undressed. Even my breathing was labored, my ability to focus challenged but I watched in fascination as Jax flipped her onto her back, his growl husky before lowering his head and crushing his mouth over hers.

  Rafael simply leaned over, pinching one of her nipples between his fingers, his chest rising and falling. He shifted his hand between her legs, cupping and fingering her bare mound.

  Delaney moaned into the kiss, undulating her hips, spreading her knees wide open, jerking up when he moved his hand to her other breast, pinching and twisting her hardened bud.

  While Rafael and I had shared a woman once before, there was something primal about fucking her this way, an insatiable need driving all three of us. But I’d been surprised that a twinge of jealousy had filtered into my system from seeing Rafael thrusting his fingers inside of her. She wasn’t his for the taking.

  Then again, this wasn’t about romance or relationships, no matter our past shared together.

  I shoved aside the feeling, planting one of the images I’d been sent in the forefront of my mind.

  I rolled my hand down my chest, stroking the base of my cock while squeezing my balls with the other. The ache I felt inside was only increasing, the need to shove my shaft deep into her tight little asshole fueling the raging beast within.

  Jax broke the kiss, his guttural growl floating into the room. “Now, it’s my turn to eat her pretty pussy.” He stormed around the counter, gathering her legs into his arms, the look on his face animalistic before he dropped his head.

  Rafael gave me an evil grin before moving to the other side of the island, yanking until her head dropped all the way. He rolled his cockhead across her lips, his entire body tense. “Open your mouth, little girl.”

  My entire mind was filled with images; tying her to the bed, shoving her into a cage. I even wondered about the possibility of keeping her as our pet. The thought made my balls swell and brought a snicker to my lips.

  They enjoyed themselves for a few minutes while her body undulated beneath them, her soft mewls filling the space.

  I continued shaking both from anger as well as desire. Advancing, I didn’t need to push either man out of the way. They knew when I’d had enough. They also had needs that required fulfillment.

  As I yanked her from the counter, dumping her over my shoulder and heading toward the stairs, I thought about what she might be able to tell us about Carter. I was certain she had an inkling of all his dirty little secrets. Everybody had them, especially someone like Carter Bradley. Threatening to expose them would certainly become an option.

  I was surprised she wasn’t fighting, attempting to break free of my hold. As I took long strides, moving down the wide-open hallway, I struggled with my emotions for the first time since finalizing the plan. I’d enjoyed the hell out of the bad boy status when I was younger, savoring the power that fueled my every move. Only a few people knew I continued to get straight A’s even after skipping school. I had no issue getting into fights, even if the guy outweighed me by a hundred pounds. Being a guy who no one wanted to fuck with was my signature.

  And that had kept me alive.

  The door ajar, I kicked it open, moving quickly into the bedroom I’d selected. The master bedroom. As if I was some bigwig who deserved to live in a private estate.

  Only when I tossed her into the middle of the bed did she react, jerking onto all fours, her breath scattered as she glanced from one to the other as Jax and Rafael advanced. They wasted no time, climbing onto the c
omforter.

  “Such a beautiful brat,” Rafael said under his breath.

  “She needs to be chained,” Jax added, his voice nothing more than a growl. He moved behind her, yanking her hair into one hand.

  “You wouldn’t dare,” she challenged, her entire body quivering.

  “Don’t tempt us, little girl,” I stated as I eased onto the bed, cupping both sides of her face. The touch was as powerful as before, my skin tingling as if seared from the excessive heat. I rubbed first one then the other thumb across her lips, using enough pressure she whimpered. “And don’t tease us. You’re just as hungry as we are.”

  “No. Never.” Her defiance was more evident than before even as her eyes twinkled, her nipples remaining hard as perfect river pebbles.

  I tilted her head as I lowered mine until our lips were only centimeters apart. As her hot breath skipped across my skin, my muscles tensed. I wanted nothing more than to bury my cock deep inside. That would happen soon enough, but I would be the one to claim her ass first. She was mine.

  Mine to control.

  Mine to break.

  Mine to destroy.

  “You’re going to pleasure us in the most vile, filthy ways. Then you’re going to beg for more.” My words were husky, infused with the extreme lust consuming me. When I captured her mouth, I held my stance before pushing my tongue past her lips, sliding it back and forth across hers.

  Delaney kept her hands by her sides, refusing to give in.

  Jax huffed then lowered his head, licking the side of her neck.

  I pressed my fingers into her skin, holding her tightly as I dominated her tongue, drinking in the tangy essence that was all female. However, the severe intoxication came from the scent of her pussy. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her, my readiness to devour her shocking the fuck out of me.

  After all the torment of the past eighteen months, this was my sweet reward and I planned on enjoying every second of it.