“Birth control’s kicked in,” I say and he grins, tossing the condom back to the drawer.
Still gripping my hair, he takes himself in his hand and strokes his length while rubbing the head of his dick gently against my mouth. All I can do is stare at him with lust-filled eyes, wishing he was inside of me. I’m so fucking horny right now.
“You have such a pretty mouth, princess,” he says with a rough and raspy voice before pushing my head down to take him in again.
I suck and lick him for a few minutes before he pulls away and puts me how he likes me, on my back and legs spread wide.
He settles between my thighs and inches his way inside. “Say you’re mine, Hayley.” He moves his hips forward, filling me up. He pulls out and does it again, each time a little rougher than the time before.
“I’m yours,” I moan. “Fuck, that feels good.” I press my thigh into his side, and he lets me flip him over. I cup my breasts and throw my head back as I begin to bounce and rock. Nick’s finger finds my clit.
Focusing on my building orgasm, I squeeze my eyes shut and move faster. He adds more pressure to my bundle of nerves and the best feeling in the world explodes between my thighs. I can’t breathe or think, and my movements are shaky as I rock. His finger keeps the right amount of pressure to keep my orgasm intense and endless.
Fuck getting addicted to drugs, I’m addicted to orgasms.
Nick grips my hips. “You keep coming on my dick like that and I won’t last much longer. Come here.” He pulls me down so my bare chest is against his.
He takes over then, holding me in place while thrusting into my wet pussy. The way my body rocks against his has my sensitive clit ready for another release. “Mmm, don’t stop,” I moan. “Fuck. Please.”
Just as I’m about to come again, he flips me onto my back, rests my legs on his shoulders, and fucks me hard, skin slapping skin. He’s ruthless and brutal as he gives me everything I crave. I’m a panting, moaning mess when I find my next release, and this time, he comes with me.
He gently brings my legs down and kisses my lips. “So damn good, baby.” His fingers move between my legs where he inserts a finger and slowly slips it in and out. I close my eyes and moan.
“Dripping in cum, baby, mine and yours.”
He inserts a second finger while at the same time adding pressure to my clit. I open my eyes to see him watching his hand work, so I open my legs wider. His hand moves faster, the sound of it slapping against my pussy each time fills the room along with my moans.
His stare is intense as he watches his fingers move in and out. It’s so fucking hot that I force my eyes to stay open and on him as my orgasm takes over. His hand slows as I come down and then his fingers slide out and up, coating every inch of my pussy with cum. I take his hard dick in my hand, but my phone has me pulling away.
“Fuck,” Nick hisses. “Come back.” His heavy hand slaps my ass as I’m reaching to grab my phone from the nightstand.
“It’s Tilly,” I say, accepting the call and putting the phone to my ear. “Finally! You were supposed to call me back last week. How’s school? How’d the sculpting assignment go?”
Nick covers his dick like it’s possible for Tilly to see through the phone or some shit and points to the bathroom, indicating he’s jumping in the shower. I nod and wave him away.
“I’m sorry. I’ve been so busy,” Tilly says. “How are you?”
I grab Nick’s shirt from the floor and slip it on. “I’m fine. Tell me about school. You always change the subject. You’re gonna make me think you hate it there.” I laugh.
She sighs. “So… I might have lied at first about how good it was going,” she says, and I clutch the phone tighter. “I was the new girl and everyone else had been going here for years. I felt like an outsider, but then Aaron, this totally hot popular guy, kinda took me under his wing and everyone else followed. Everything is good now. The classes were always good, but now the people are too.”
“I’m glad this Aaron guy helped. He just a friend?” I ask, thinking maybe she’s moved on from Rocco since Rocco’s at school in New York.
“He’s just a friend.”
Nick steps out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and my mouth waters. Fucking sexy beast. I’ve never seen him workout yet he’s all hard muscle. I frown when my eyes travel up to his pale face and see his unfocused eyes.
“Did you hear me?”
“No, sorry. What?” I say to Tilly while watching Nick pull his clothes out from the second drawer of my dresser and hurriedly pull them on.
“I said, I gotta go, meeting friends for a school project. I’ll call you later.”
“Yeah, okay,” I say before the line goes dead.
“What’s wrong?”
“My… mom.” Nick looks down at his phone. “I think it was my dad. He kept cutting out. I tried calling him back, but it went straight to voicemail. It sounded like something happened to my mom. I heard accident and hospital. I have to go.” His eyes lock with mine and I see the worry there.
I swallow. “Yeah, go. Let me know what happens.”
“I don’t want to leave you here. Nora and—”
“I’ll be fine. I’ll take one of the cars and head over to Aiden’s.”
He stares at me. “Come with me.”
That’s tempting, but what happens when Nick and I are photographed traveling together? I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know Graysen left, and if she saw Nick and I together, she’d think he was the reason there isn’t going to be a marriage. “I can’t. You know I can’t yet.”
He wraps me in his arms and pulls me up from the bed. “Call if you need anything. I’m taking John’s jet to New York.”
I nod. Losing my mom caused so much pain that I didn’t think I’d survive. There was nothing anyone could have said to make it easier.
He releases me and steps back. “I’ll take you to Aiden’s first. You have stuff there, right? You shouldn’t need to pack much?” He looks around the room, eyeing anything I might need.
I rest my hand on his arm to pull his focus back to me. “I need to shower first. Go. I’ll take Nora’s car.” I smile. “It’s not like she’ll miss it. I’ll be fine.”
He gives me a quick kiss. “Text me when you make it to Aiden’s.”
I wrap my hands around myself as I watch him go, loneliness already creeping in. Nick has been my anchor through all the changes in the past few weeks. When I look back on every stage of my life, I’ve always had someone to lean on, foster brothers and sisters, at least one close friend, my mother, my sister…. For so long I tried to convince myself that I liked being alone, that I was better off that way, when in reality, I don’t like being alone at all.
After showering and getting dressed, I grab a bag from the closet and add a few things I’ll need. I’m slipping on shoes when my phone chimes.
Nick: I got a hold of my grandmother. She hasn’t heard anything from my parents, but she’s out of town so can’t check on them. I’m almost at the airport.
Me: Keep me updated.
I grab my bag, ready to go just as Graysen’s pushing my door open.
I back up before we collide into each other. “Really? I thought you left?”
“I told you what would happen if you didn’t accept this,” Graysen says, moving past me and into my room. “I think I can fix it. We need to make an announcement online. We’d have to do it right now.” He fumbles with pulling his phone from his pocket.
Adjusting the bag on my shoulder, I say, “What are you talking about?”
“I just found out my brother’s here, Hayley. Things weren’t moving fast enough for my dad. That’s why we need to take a picture and post—”
“Fuck off, Graysen.” I walk out into the hall, but the guy walking my way has me freezing in place. He’s lean and tall with tattoos snaking up both arms. His hair is a dark blond mess. Both of his ears are gauged, and he’s got a badass snake bite piercing below his bottom lip.
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Stopping a few feet from me, he looks over my shoulder. “Hello, little brother.”
My eyes widen. This is Camden, Graysen’s brother? There is no way. They look nothing alike. Camden grins and there are those dimples, same as Graysen’s. His eyes are a shade darker than Graysen’s baby blues, but they have the same shape.
“And my future wife.” Camden winks, and I notice his brow ring. “Even more beautiful in person, but…” He frowns and then shrugs. “I thought you’d be taller.”
The accent is the same as Graysen’s, but it sounds different coming from his lips, sexier. I internally scold myself, but it’s true. Camden has a presence that pulls you in. I find myself unable to look away still. He’s a lot to take in.
“Time’s up, little brother. You failed. Truth is, I’ve always been better with the ladies. Dad should have sent me in the first place.” He wrinkles his nose. “Aren’t you supposed to be on a plane?”
“You’re a less desirable match, though, aren’t you, Camden? Dad must be desperate if he sent England’s whore to wed the princess.” He shakes his head. “I haven’t had enough time.”
“You’ve had plenty. Dad knew as well as I that Hayley was never going to marry you.” Camden’s smiles down at me. “Get dressed. We’re going out, wife.”
“So, what, now I’m supposed to marry you?” I ask Camden, trying not to laugh. “This is ridiculous. You’re joking, right?” He doesn’t come off as someone ready to settle down.
Camden’s eyes narrow. “This isn’t a joke, little one. Best do as I say.”
I scoff, completely stunned at what’s going on. “You should take notes from Graysen. I’m not marrying anyone.” I hold my ground even though I might be freaking out.
“You’ll do whatever the fuck I say.” Camden’s hand darts out, wrapping around my upper arm and jerking me back a step. He wraps his other hand around my face and squeezes my cheeks. “I’m not Graysen, baby. I will fucking hurt you.” Nostrils flaring, he moves his hand from my face and then pulls me to my room. “I feel like swimming. Wear a sexy bikini. I like black.”
I put pressure on my throbbing cheeks and stare at the empty doorway with my heart pounding. What the fuck just happened? Once my heart begins to slow, my eyes narrow in anger. I squeeze my fists at my side. Fuck him. He caught me off guard. One brother down, one to go. I never could pass up a good fight, and I feel like swinging.
Chapter 16
Camden is crazy if he thinks I’m going to jump at his commands. He said he’ll hurt me, but I will fucking hurt him back. Alexander’s solution was to send his other son when one failed his mission. Idiot.
I take my phone from my bag and push it into the waistband of my shorts. I don’t dress in a bathing suit because fuck Camden, and I head downstairs with my bag, determined to stick to my plan and head to Aiden’s.
“Where are you going?” Camden rounds the corner as I hit the bottom step. “So disobedient.”
“None of your business.” I step forward, lifting my chin as I pass by, but he grabs my upper arm, stopping me.
“Not so fast, little one. I gave you an order. I’ll let this go because you didn’t understand. We are going out to make a very public appearance, so when we announce our engagement in a few weeks and rush to marry, people will think we are madly in love. This is happening, little one. If you should fight me, I will punish you.”
I arch a brow, my gaze narrowing on his hand that’s squeezing my arm. “You’ll punish me?”
He smirks. “Yes, and I’ll enjoy it.”
I study his serious expression. Fear tries to creep in, but I force it down. It’s too early in the game to stop playing. “Fuck. Off.” I say each word slowly while keeping my eyes locked with his.
I fuck up and flinch as he rips the bag from my shoulder, tossing it to the floor. His grip turns bruising as he drags me up the stairs by my arm. Struggling and clawing at him only causes him to speed up. The phone against my side starts to vibrate, but I can’t answer it because I’m struggling against this asshole. He drags me to my room, throwing the door closed behind us.
“Change, or I’ll change you.”
He lets me go, and I square my shoulders. “Get the fuck out of my room.” He’s nothing like Graysen, but nothing I can’t handle, I tell myself. My shoulders rise and fall with my rapid breaths.
He grins and stalks toward me. I hold my ground even though every part of me is screaming for me to run. Camden scoops me over his shoulder and stomps into the closet as I’m pounding my fists into his back. I grab his hair and yank. He growls and swings me forward.
I scream in pain as I’m tossed to the floor, landing hard on my side. Hangers fall to the floor as he yanks something down, and then he grabs my ankle and drags me back into the room as I’m fighting back tears.
I’m flipped onto my back, my shorts ripped from my legs, leaving me in lacy pink panties. Camden reaches for my shirt, but I raise my knee and slam my foot into his taut stomach. He stumbles back a step but is quickly back on me, pinning both of my wrists above my head with one hand while his other hand grabs a handful of my shirt.
“Last chance, little one. I don’t usually give second chances.”
“Fine!” I shout, squirming against him. “I’ll do it myself. Get off me.”
My shirt’s released and black fabric is thrown at me. Clutching it, I get to my feet, moving into the closet. My whole body is shaking as I pace back and forth. I had three more weeks. I was cocky, thinking I had things under control because it was easy with Graysen. I fucked up. I pull at my hair. I fucked up.
I jump when Camden pounds on the closet door, yelling for me to hurry up. I quickly change into the skimpy bikini and then pull on denim shorts and a plain gray top. I slip on sandals and pull my hair into a ponytail.
Not wanting to go back out there, I stare at the door, but knowing I have no other choice, I take a deep breath and push it open. Camden’s sitting on my bed, scrolling through his phone when I walk out. My eyes dart to the bedroom door. I need to get away from him. If I can make it to the garage before he catches me, I’ll be safe. I can hide out at Aiden’s.
Or better yet, I need to find Graysen. We can post whatever he wants. Let everyone think I’m going to marry him. Maybe that will make Camden leave. And if none of that works, then… I bite my lip. Could I push my dad to the back of my mind? He’s a grown man and intending to figure shit out on his own. I could tell Nora to shove her threats up her ass and walk away early. She’s so all over the place that I can’t be sure that she’ll even stick to the original agreement.
Eyes on me, Camden gets to his feet. “Let’s get something straight. I don’t give a fuck about your feelings or anything else that Graysen might have. Do whatever you want on your time but keep it private. People need to believe we both want this. Once we’re married, we can cut all the publicity shit. Oh, by the way, Nick messaged you. He said he was getting on the plane.” He smirks. “I was surprised when I learned you were fucking Nick Cabot.”
I rush forward. “Stay the fuck out of my phone.”
“I don’t care who you fuck, but don’t get caught. You won’t like the consequences, and you better be on birth control, I’m not raising a bastard.”
I grit my teeth. “Where’s my phone?”
“I’ll give it back after our date.”
I cross my arms. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”
“So disobedient,” Camden says. “Aren’t I lucky?”
He touches the screen on his phone and then holds it up. My stomach drops to my feet, and I suck in a breath. There’s a picture of my sister on the screen. Dressed in a school uniform, Tilly and a girl with a blonde bob are standing next to a bulky metal cabinet, rows of school desks in front of them.
“My youngest brother Aaron has recently taken an interest in your sister. They attend the same school.” He turns the screen back to himself. “She’s very pretty. It would be a shame if anything happened to her.” His eyes cut
to me. “I think she’ll be okay as long as you act right and keep your mouth shut. Don’t think about calling anyone to help you out of this. Not that anyone could help you. Your future is set, wife.”
I lunge. Camden doesn’t expect it and when my body collides into his, he falls back, hitting the floor, and I land on top of him. I wrap my hands around his throat and squeeze. I will fucking kill him. I dig my nails in, puncturing his skin and making him bleed. He pries my hands away and flips me onto my back, his hands wrapping around my throat.
I panic as my air is cut off. Deja vu hits me hard. This was my ex Toby’s go-to move when he got mad.
“You look so pretty like that.” He squeezes harder.
I know I should conserve my energy and not struggle but I can’t help but attempt to fight back. When my lungs burn and blackness starts to close in, his hands disappear. Air rushes into my lungs and the fog from my brain starts to clear.
“My father and I were right. Graysen would have never been able to handle you, little one. I’m going to have so much fun breaking you.”
Chapter 17
I’m sitting in the front seat of Camden’s black Lexus with my wrist handcuffed to the door because I tried to sit in the back. I guess I got off easy only getting cuffed. The left side of Camden’s face is red from my fist, and I know his ribs must hurt because my knuckles are throbbing.
I can see the sandy beach and vast blue ocean from the window I’m staring out of. I wonder if I could drown Camden without anyone noticing?
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