Corrupted

by Sapphire Knight

I truly delight in the fact that she’s in such a good mood after all the drama earlier. It makes my plan seem even better and more feasible. She loved the chocolate, I just hope she loves the ring as much.

  “I love you so much, Viktor, thank you for this. I never thought I would be able to rib you. You’ve always been so quiet and grouchy looking. I see now that it just takes time for you to let your guard down to anyone and I respect that.”

  “I love you, too.”

  ……………………………………………

  After swimming for about an hour, I spread the large quilt on the ground that Elaina brought with her. Lighting some big candles, I place them all around us since the sun has set and the only real light is the little twinkle lights leading up to the cabin.

  The moon peeks over the mountain and casts a beautiful rippled reflection on the lake. It’s the perfect setting. The temperature is warm but comfortable, our bellies are full and we’ve had so much fun spending the evening not worrying about anything else.

  I pull my board shorts back on since I’m done swimming and have had time to dry off. I should probably start wearing shorts to swim in regularly since we have a female guest here. That could be an extremely awkward situation if we ever ran into each other and I was naked from swimming.

  Elaina dries off and plops down on top of the blanket. She’s still in her damp bikini, skin sun-kissed, hair dripping, and relaxed. She’s soul crushingly beautiful when she’s like this. So natural, I can’t even comprehend how she believed she wasn’t good enough or that she was impure.

  “Are you going to join me?” she asks sweetly.

  “Of course, let me get a few things.”

  I grab some more chocolates so I can feed a few of them to her. I’ve never really done that before but it sounds like a great idea. Sneaking the ring into my pocket so she doesn’t see it, I head over and lie beside her on the blanket. Her scent surrounds me and I have to bite my tongue to try to keep my dick from getting hard.

  Elaina

  I can’t think of a better way to end this evening than by Viktor making love to me on the beach. If he doesn’t make the first move soon, I’ll probably jump him and take him for myself.

  Vik murmurs softly, “You know I love you with all of my soul, Printsyessa, right?”

  Glancing over at him, intrigued, I nod slightly. “Yes, I like to believe that. I love you with all of me. I hope you already know that though.”

  He brushes my cheek fondly with the tips of his fingers and I close my eyes, delighting in the soothing sensations. “And you also know I think of being with you forever, right?”

  My eyes spring open, gazing at his hazel irises. “I know. I want that too, that’s why I agreed to move in with you.”

  “Good, then this won’t come as too much of a shock then.”

  I perch up on my elbows, staring at him seriously. What is he talking about now? It better not be anything new to do with stuff in that meeting.

  He stares at the blanket for a beat while his cheeks pink slightly. Reaching into his pocket he brings out that last thing I was ever expecting to see today. He opens his palm.

  The diamond glints in the candle light and I choke out a surprised gasp as tears gather in happiness. “Love?” I question.

  “Yes,” he says softly as a tear tracks down his cheek. “Please, Elaina? I don’t think I can live my life without you.” He bites his lip and I sniffle.

  “I’m already yours, Viktor. I would be honored to be your wife as well.”

  He smiles brightly, his eyes shining with happiness and excitement. Crushing me in his arms, he kisses me as if his life depends on it. Eagerly I respond until he pulls away, and places the exquisite ring on my finger.

  “Thank you, I love it!”

  “I’m elated that you approve, and thank you for agreeing.”

  He takes a bite of the truffle and feeds me the other half. If this is any indication of how the future will be, then I’m going to be happy and probably overweight. He’s right; I don’t think I would be able to contain myself if we had these around all the time. His yummy cooking is bad enough, but in a good way.

  Once I swallow it I push him down onto his back. I draw one of his small nipples into my mouth, flicking back and forth with my tongue until it pebbles.

  I run my fingers over his hard stomach, grazing my nails lightly as I go until I get to his cock. He’s as stiff as a rod, ready and excited. Freeing it from his shorts, I run my fingers over it several times, following his happy trail with my tongue, I take him into my mouth as far as possible.

  He threads his fingers through my hair and flexes his leg muscles. I know he’s trying desperately to hold back from slamming into my mouth. He loves my mouth. I run my tongue around the little ridge at the top of his dick and suck hard.

  “Arrghh! Elaina!” He groans and I bob my head a few times before coming up.

  Climbing over his muscular hips, I rest my swim suit clad pussy on his bare cock. He sits up abruptly, yanking me to him and taking my mouth with his. I grind my pussy against him and he kisses me roughly.

  Viktor unties the frilly bows on my hips, pulling the bottoms out of his way. My wet pussy rubs against his dick, greedily coating him from base to tip with my juices, but I’m left wanting more.

  He pulls away from my mouth. “Fuck, baby, you trying to kill me tonight?”

  “I just want you.” I raise my eyebrow, and line him up with my hole.

  I watch him swallow hard as I swivel my hips, circling my opening around the head of his cock. After a few moments of teasing, I slam down on him until he’s fully seated.

  “KhreesTAWS (Christ),” he calls out and clamps his eyes closed.

  He grasps onto my shoulder and grinds himself against my clit. God, that feels amazing.

  I bite onto his shoulder and moan, “Oh yessss,” into his skin.

  “That’s good, love, ride my cock just like that,” he rasps.

  Viktor wraps his arm around my back and flips me over so I’m lying flat on the ground. I shriek in surprise and giggle.

  He kisses me tenderly across my jawline while pumping into me a few times. He pops his hips and my eyes roll back.

  “Yes, don’t stop!” I plead as my cunt hugs his large dick hungrily, ready to come.

  “Forever, Princess,” he grunts into my neck as he thrusts into me over and over.

  “Forever,” I reply loudly as my pussy spasms, draining me of every last drop of energy as I ride out the most satisfying orgasm.

  He groans, clutching me tightly as he empties himself into me, sated and spent.

  After a moment he pulls back, regarding me lovingly.

  “You’re going to be my wife.”

  I smirk. “Yep.”

  Viktor

  Chapter 17

  Six months later

  “Hurry up, slow pokes!” Elaina yells at me, Spartak and Alexei. “I should leave you all here and just have Sabrina come with me!”

  Grumbling, I shake my head. “No way, it’s my brother’s baby too. I don’t care that you’ve become such good friends with Bina, I’m taking you.”

  “Well, the baby was born if you haven’t noticed and ya’ll are standing around as if it’s time for vodka or something!”

  I may have taken Tate’s advice and lightened up a little toward my guards. Spartak, Nikoli, Alexei and I have regular card games at the cabin and tend to end up drinking a little too much vodka occasionally. If Emily’s feeling well enough, Tate even joins in. I’m still very much focused on my businesses and my way of life, but I have to admit it’s a pleasant change to have people to share life with.

  I grab a few snacks from the kitchen, I have a feeling this will end up being a long day.

  “I was supposed to be there when she had the baby, not afterwards!” Elaina yells again and I roll my eyes. I hear the guys chuckle from the living room. They find it really amusing when she gets into a tiff like this. She usually ends up throwing some random
object and I’m always the target.

  “Coming, Princess! Relax, Emily will understand.”

  I head to the living room to find her nearly in tears, she’s so upset. “Come on, lovely, I know you’re mad but no one knew the baby would come so fast.”

  “I know, it’s just…I wanted to be there for her. For once you know? I wanted to be one of the first people to see the baby; she’s the newest member to our family.”

  “You still can be. Let’s get there before everyone else, okay?”

  She nods and the four of us load up into the Mercedes sedan.

  When we eventually reach the hospital she jumps out and runs to the front desk, babbling a hundred miles a minute.

  “Yes, ma’am, maternity is up on level four. You need to check in at the desk and they can let you see her.”

  “Thank you!” She glances at me excitedly and takes off for the elevator. We all trail behind her like a group of lost puppies. People probably think she’s someone famous with two of us in suits, and Spar clad in all black with his combat pants and boots.

  Mishka stands at the front desk, eagerly waiting to greet people and brag about her new great-grand baby. We each hug her warmly and she leads us straight to Emily’s private suite. Nothing but the best for my brother’s wife and baby, as expected.

  I have to admit, at this moment I’m jealous. Emily rests, tired and proud, showing off her little baby for us all to see. I hope one day I can see Elaina wrapped in her robe, carefully holding our new baby.

  Elaina

  Emotion pours from me as I stare at my happy sister holding her sweet new bundle of joy. It feels as if it’s taken ages for her to finally pop.

  “Congratulations, little sister.” I sit next to her on the hospital bed and kiss her cheek, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t get here sooner, I feel terrible.”

  “It’s not your fault, she came quickly. I thought Tate was going to break a few pairs of knees during the delivery. I can only imagine what the hospital staff would have thought if you had been here and started throwing things.”

  “Oh my gosh, what happened?”

  “Not much, just a rude nurse who got snippy with me when I cussed. I mean, really? I was having a baby! Tate threatened to buy the hospital and have everyone fired. The doctor spazzed out and had the two head nurses on duty come in for the rest of the delivery. It was interesting to say the least,” she explains.

  “Wow, all that over cussing?” I look over the little bundle of blanket to see my new baby niece.

  “Yeah, I don’t know what her issue was, but that’s what prompted it. I can’t wait to just get out of here and take this little one home.”

  “I bet. Just ask the nurses if you need help with something though. When I had to stay here I met some really friendly, helpful people.”

  “I did too, just a bad experience this time. I promise I will ask for help. Would you like to hold your new niece?”

  “Definitely!”

  Emily places her into my arms; I gently bring her close to my chest. She’s so tiny and perfect. Her hair’s so light it looks white.

  “Emily, she looks like a little sleeping angel! Look at that hair!” I say excitedly and glance at my sister.

  “I know, Tate said the same thing. We decided to name her Mishka after his grandmother. We’re going to call her Mishka Angel Masterson. Angel because she looks like one and because I know she has many watching over her.”

  “That’s beautiful, Emily, I’m so happy for you.”

  “Thank you, now she just needs a little blonde haired cousin.”

  I glance over at Viktor and smile. “Yes, someday she will have one.”

  I’m cut off by loud laughing and excited voices outside the room. The door opens and sure enough London and Avery pile in. They both have windblown hair, sparkly eyes and bright smiles and are followed by big bikers.

  London’s excited voice carries through the room, “What’s up, sexy ass bitches!”

  I just laugh, typical London. God, I love these people.

  Thank you and I hope you enjoyed Corrupted!

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  Friction (An Oath Keepers MC Novel) Twist’s Story

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  Unexpected Forfeit (A Ground and Pound Novel)

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  Enjoy this excerpt from one of my favorite Authors, Kira Johns-

  Desolate Souls

  By Kira Johns

  © 2015

  Prologue

  Alana

  “Lana!” Jax shouts as he enters my room, slamming the door closed behind him. He rests the full weight of his body tightly against the wooden barrier, his chest heaving. “We have to go!” Reaching out, he grabs the worn wooden chair from my desk and lodges the back underneath the doorknob.

  “What’s going on?” I ask, rubbing my eyes. It feels like I have just fallen asleep.

  “Phil!” Reaching under my bed, he pulls out my backpack and begins dumping the contents on the floor.

  My eyes widen at the mention of his name. He’s back? I had been certain he wouldn’t make bail, but I shouldn’t be surprised. With his pull, he could literally get away with murder without as much as a slap on the hand.

  I throw the covers off of me, tossing them into a heap on the floor as I scramble from my bed, rushing towards the window. Deftly, I lift it with such force shards of glass shower around me as I pull myself up and through the window. Stepping onto the roof, I reach my hand inside for Jax just as my bedroom door splinters under the impact of Phil’s shoulder.

  His eyes are reddened and filled with pure fury as he rushes towards the window. “Jax!” I scream, yanking on his arm in an attempt to pull him through the window. As soon as he jumps to his feet, we rush towards the trellis, making our way down to the ground.

  “Run!” Jax yells, just as my feet hit dirt. I don't hesitate as I take off towards the wooded area adjacent to the house, only stopping when I realize Jax isn’t following me.

  Turning around, I see Jax lying face down on the ground and I stop breathing in that moment. He doesn't appear to be moving as Phil straddles him, pounding his fists into the back of his head over and over. The need to run cannot be overpowered by seeing Jax’s limp body being pummeled and I know what I have to do.

  Running back towards the house, I scream at Phil. “Stop it! Leave him alone!” He continues beating him until I am within arm’s reach. Only then does he stand, tightly grabbing hold of me.

  “Where were you two going, Alana?” he asks, his eyes cold and filled with unbridled fury.

  Fear stricken, I do not answer him. Anything I say will only anger him more. Closing my eyes, I wait for him to unleash his rage on me, making me pay for trying to run. When his fist collides with the side of my jaw, I cry out in pain as I drop to my knees on the dew covered ground. Hovering above me, he strikes me again and again until I am lying on my back, drifting in and out of consciousness.

  I manage to whimper when I feel his callous hands on the bare skin of my stomach. Bile rises in my throat as he tugs at my shorts, swiftly pulling them down my legs. Please make this end, I silently beg, knowing that no matter how much I plead, he will never stop. This is our punishment for an unknown crime and Phil will be forever in our lives.

  “Phil?” Janet’s voice should give me a sense of relief, but it doesn't. She knows this is going on but stil
l does nothing. She will do what she always does, look the other way as if ignoring it makes it all go away. If his anger is taken out on Jax and me, she reaps the benefits. That’s the game she plays, and I hate her for it.

  “Go back inside!” he orders before I hear the sound of his zipper being lowered. Hearing the door close, I know she has abandoned me, just as she always does. She may have never laid a hand on me, but I blame her just the same.

  He spits into his palm as I clench my jaw, waiting for the pain that is sure to come. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to zone out, my mind focusing on anything but what is about to occur.

  “You’re so beautiful, princess. You know that, don’t you?” he whispers into my ear. “Happy birthday.”

  I’ve known for a long time that this day was coming. Since we arrived here a little over three months ago, Phil has made his intentions clear. The beatings I could handle, even him touching me was something I could bear, but not this.

  When I feel him pressing himself against my entrance, fear consumes me. This shouldn't be happening. Instinct should tell me not to fight, to take what I know is coming, but I can’t. To lay here and take his abuse would be him defeating me, making me a victim, something I refuse to be.

  Summoning every bit of strength I have within me, I rear my hand back before thrusting it forward, my palm colliding with his face. “You fuckin’ bitch!” he growls, his hand clutching his face as blood pours from his now broken nose and I know this is my only chance of escape.

  Thrashing my body from side to side, I am able to move out from under him. Scrambling backwards, I get to my feet and rush over to Jax’s still unconscious body. I refuse to leave him behind but know that I am unable to carry him. I look around frantically trying to find some way for us to escape. Just as I roll him over, I am rammed from behind. Falling face first, my head collides with the ground, my forehead splitting upon impact.