Billionaire Eternity: The Alpha Billionaire Romance Complete Series (3 Full-Length Box Sets Included): An Alpha Billionaire Romance Box Set

by Anna Collins

  Leslie looked as if she was going to pass out, but it would appear that the pain was severe enough it was keeping her from losing consciousness. I could tell Spencer regretted his decision to shoot her, but it wasn’t like he could take it back. The only thing he could do was repair the damage to the relationship. It wasn’t going to be easy, but the best things in life never were.

  “I acted without thinking. That’s no excuse, and I’m sure our relationship can’t possibly survive something like this. I want you to know I am sorry and I only did what I thought I should. It was a knee jerk reaction and one that I regret. I just hope you can somehow forgive me. I know you can never forget, but maybe we can get past this. Tell me, is there anything I can do to make it better. Whatever it is, if it’s in my power, I will do it, and I don’t care what it is. You know I’m a man of unlimited resources at my disposal,” Spencer said as we all looked at the microscope and Leslie for the answers which were making us wait on pins and needles.

  “I think you know what I want. I have asked you this several times, and you have always refused. This time I’m not taking no for an answer. My freedom is the only way I’m ever going to forgive you for shooting me. After I’m done here, I want you to promise to never to darken my doorstep again. If at some point, I feel I can see past this, then I will come to you and not the other way around. I want your promise you’ll allow me to have space to figure things out. I also need you to reach out to your contacts and get my brother out of jail. I want him to get a full pardon. This will go a long way to mending those fences you have irreparably broken,” Leslie said using this unfortunate incident to her advantage.

  “I’ll make some phone calls and have him released before the end of the week. I told you I didn’t want to use the leverage I had over a certain senator for your deadbeat brother. You know as well as I do he won’t change. He will come asking for money, and then he will use it on a harebrained scheme that will get him into a lot of trouble with the wrong people. I can’t do anything about that. He has to learn the hard way there are no easy shortcuts. Against my better judgment, I will give you what you want, and I just hope this is what you really want. I can’t promise I will pine after you or keep a light on for your arrival,” Spencer said as he held a gun to his side and kept looking over at Tristan to make sure he wasn’t going to get jumped.

  “I am glad to see everybody is getting along. Are we sure we can trust this new alliance as far as we can throw it? I only ask because you have only done what benefits you, Spencer. A leopard doesn’t change its spots overnight. I don’t care if you did shoot her and there’s no way you are going to have the kind of change of heart within a matter of seconds. I want to believe it. I want to believe people can change, but I have seen everything to the contrary. I’ve learned people are inherently stuck in their ways. I don’t try to hide who I am like some people. I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve. I can’t show this kind of emotion without feeling insecure and weak,” Tristan said as he sat there quite calm, looking like a Bengal tiger about to attack.

  “If it makes you feel better, I’m only doing this because I want the fatherly connection. I never thought I did, but learning the truth has given me a reason to think life isn’t worth it without somebody to carry on my family name. I want to start over with a fresh outlook and a blank slate. I want to pretend all of this didn’t happen. I know this is going to be difficult, but I don’t see any other way we can work together than to see things the same way. I want to apologize for striking you. I can’t begin to understand what you may feel about me. I want you to believe my interests are strictly my business. I want this to be true. I need somebody I can teach. This will be a life lesson and one I hope she won’t hate me for,” Spencer said with a bit of intimidation in his voice which made me think there was something more going on here than I was initially led to believe.

  “I don’t know why, but you are making me very edgy. There’s something in your words that doesn’t sit well with me. I'm not sure if either of the girls recognizes it, but I have been around people like you all of my life. Soldiers do what they’re told, but we are not foolish enough not to look into our commander’s eyes to see the truth. There is a time for obedience, but there’s also a time for questioning. Right now, I’m questioning your motives and the reason why you have changed your opinion. You came in here, and I’m not sure what you intended to do, but it didn’t go according to plan,” Tristan said as three men carrying weapons came through the door to keep an eye on things.

  “I don’t know what the meaning of this is, but I’m beginning to doubt your sincerity about wanting to have a daughter. You’re afraid I’m going to usurp your authority and overthrow your power base. You’re taking the precaution to keep me close. They say you should keep your friends close and your enemies even closer. There doesn’t come any more of a threat to your business than a family member,” I said looking at him. The way he was standing there made me believe I was about to learn something not so pleasant.

  “I’m not going to dignify that with the response until we find out whether or not we are related,” Spencer said as he stood quietly and waited for the results to come in his hand.

  Chapter 23

  There are those moments in history you remember forever. You know where you were precisely at that time and this was one of those moments. The tension was thick, and I could feel the indecision coming in waves from Spencer. He claimed he wanted me to be by his side, but I was wondering if maybe his primary purpose was to get rid of me. If I wasn’t around, he could continue to go unchecked with nobody policing his actions or telling him what to do. He had already witnessed for himself I was not as morally bankrupt as he was.

  “I have a bit of news, but I’m not sure either one of you is going to like hearing it. The results are in. I wish I had a better way to tell you this. There is a reason to believe you are related. There are also some false positives which seem to make me think you are not related. The only way I can describe it as is inconclusive. I know this is not the answer you want. It could be that one of the samples was corrupted or tainted in some way. I have no choice but to take fresh samples and do it all over again. It will take a few hours. I don’t see any reason why all of you have to stand around and wring your hands with worry during that time,” Leslie said as I almost stopped breathing for a second.

  Spencer spun her around to face him, and there was this distinct distance between them. There did not seem to be the kind of connection you would see with another couple. He stared at her, unblinking for at least a full minute most likely gauging her and trying to find out if she was telling him the truth.

  “This better not be some kind of trick, Leslie. I would understand if you wanted to get back at me keeping me waiting. I would probably do the same thing, but as a doctor, I have to believe you would look after the best interest of your patient. Are you playing games with my head? I need to know the answer, and then I will allow you to get back to your work,” Spencer said waiting for her to be upfront and honest which was not something he afforded others.

  “I’m not playing any kind of game. That’s something you would do. I hope it hurts you like I’m stabbing at the very heart of who you are. Both of you have to sit down so I can take new and fresh samples,” Leslie said with her bedside manner taking a backseat as she stabbed the needle into his arm without the gentle persuasion. She had this innocent naïve little smile on her face.

  Spencer grimaced, but he did not yell or give any indication he was in that much pain. It still surprised me men felt like it was necessary to put up a brave face in front of a woman. It’s known fact women find vulnerability sexy. But then again, there’s also the other side of the coin where strength and virility really do make a woman’s panties melt right from her body.

  She took my sample and then I left there on Tristan’s arm to go back up in the elevator from whence we had come from. We had a convoy escorting us right to our room. The sound of the lock being placed gave a
good indication we were no longer welcomed guests.

  “Look on the bright side. If you are his daughter, then you were not subjected to his whims growing up. Can you imagine what kind of person you would be, having him as your father? You were lucky your mother sheltered you from the truth. She didn’t tell Spencer anything, and she left him in the dark until the day he saw your photo staring him in the face,” Tristan said as he took off his shirt, then his pants and his underwear in that order. He stood there naked, proud and saluting with his body looking delectable and ready to be used for my pleasure.

  “I know you’re doing this to keep me occupied. It’s going to be a couple of hours before we learn anything of importance. I hope Leslie’s going to keep working on a cure for me during that time. I don’t know how to broach the topic with Spencer about how he can help to save my life. I’m sure Leslie would get some unique satisfaction at spilling the beans if she hasn’t already,” I said as I stripped down to nothing and followed him into the bathroom where he was drawing me to a bath. I liked he could be this thoughtful.

  The water was rushing with the steam filling the room, and the smell of the bubble bath made me want to soothe away my worries slipping seamlessly underneath the hot water. I didn’t need him to undress me. I was his fantasy. I could tell from the way he was looking at me that sex was on the table. He did not have to be rich to be my man. It didn’t hurt he could give me the world on a silver platter, but it wasn’t necessary.

  I made a deep sigh of contentment as I slipped underneath the water and concealed myself with the bubbles. It was one of those claw tubs which had been seeing a resurgence of popularity as of late. I put my hands out with the bubble bath concealing my fingers, and I wrapped them around his member. I brought the head over for a sloppy kiss which revolved around my tongue, sliding around him in a circular motion.

  “I don’t know how I got so lucky to have you in my life, Willa. I have been a fool all of my life. I’ve let people think I was closed off. I took what I wanted and then left them without even a mention of a future together. With you, it’s clear to me I am in the palm of your hand,” I looked up at him with my mouth currently giving him the pleasant sensation of my tongue running from the bottom to the top.

  “Hmmm...that was an interesting choice of phrase and one that will be tantamount to a Freudian slip. I have you in my hands literally and figuratively. It is good to touch you again. I sit here, and I’m not alone. I thought I was searching for something unattainable. I look back, and I think I always knew you were the one for me. I buried those feelings 6-feet deep in my soul. I didn’t want to give it any power, and then you stepped back into my life without me having any idea it was actually Trevor stealing my heart,” I said as I put my soapy hands on his bare backside and pulled him towards me until he found his place in my throat.

  “There’s nobody to make me feel the way you do, Willa. I never wanted to risk… Yes…I love what you are doing with that tongue…losing my heart to anybody. I’m not even sure I want to take that chance with you, but I don’t think there’s any way I can fight those feelings,” Tristan said as he began moving his hips and I was not sure he was aware he was doing it or not.

  The way his shaft slid across my tongue was giving me ideas about how to finish this. I hefted his balls in my hands, feeling the weight of them, knowing his excitement had doubled from the moment we had entered the bathroom. The knob was quite plump, and the mushroom shape looked ready to explode with the force of a fire hose going off between his legs. He showed no resistance, and I buried him several times and then pulled him free with long strings of my spit sticking to his flesh.

  “I don’t know how you can do this at a time like this. I’m glad I was able to take you away from all of this for the time being. I know it won’t last long and eventually, you’ll have to learn whether or not you are related to Spencer. Let’s forget about this and enjoy this momentary reprieve from the drama we have been subjected to from the moment we arrived,” his mouth was open, and I could tell the art of fellatio was having its effect on him.

  I slapped those firm cheeks, listening to the sound and moaning around the invasion of what was taking up space in my mouth. I needed this distraction to get me out of my head and away from thinking about the possibility Spencer could be my flesh and blood.

  “There is nothing quite like a beautiful and sexy woman going down on me. It’s even better when I feel the person I’m with is there for more than just lip service. I love the way you hold me and the way you look at me as you take me to the apex of my pleasure,” Tristan said as he ran his fingers through my hair and pushed me against him, so I was unable to breathe except through my nose.

  I let go of the long and unyielding object to place my wet and agile feet onto the very spot I had vacated. I used my toes to pull him into the bathtub where we were now face to face, genital to genital and body to body.

  I suddenly felt a pair of hands underneath me and then I was holding onto the side of the tub as he lifted me to his mouth. I was already soaking wet, and his mouth was now pressing against me in a full-fledged French kiss. I moaned, twisted and splashed water onto the floor, as he slammed me repeatedly with his tongue inside the fluttering walls of my pussy.

  “I hope someday we can look back and smile. I know we don’t have anything to smile about at the…the…moment,” I said with my legs locked around his head and him holding onto my ass. He was squeezing hard to give me more to prolong my pleasure.

  He suddenly stopped, and I splashed back into the water with a big smile on his face. He got to his knees and came at me with my legs over the side of the tub. I made for an easy target. He found the bull’s eye with his cupid’s arrow flying free between his legs. I guided him in, but there was really no need as he had been quite good at finding what he was looking for.

  “I was… I was almost there, and you stopped, and I think I know the reason why. You wanted to make me wait, prolong this for as long as possible and the best way to do that was to take away the pleasure currently going to rack my body. I admit I love the feel of you inside of me. I know you only have the head inside. I’m waiting with bated breath for the rest… AHHHHH,” I said as I was pushed up against him with every inch now consumed within my hole.

  The bubbles swirled around us, covering our skin in strategic places to leave little doubt about what we were doing. The way he was moving, slamming into me with no resistance was like we had been made for each other. Recovery from the orgasm that was going to hit me was going to take a few moments. He had me in the perfect position, rubbing me in just the right way and then my legs began to shake and tremble like never before.

  “I can always tell when you are cumming. Your inner muscles go out of control, and I feel almost powerless to resist the milking motion of those lips of yours. I fucking want to cum inside you, but there’s also this desperate need to make you taste me. I’m going to leave it up to you to make the right choice. I’ll tell you when I’m there. You’re going to have to do better than that. I think I can help you with this if you would gladly put yourself in my capable… hands,” Tristan said as I pulled out all the stops with my hands raking down his wet chest and my sexual overdrive trying to pull the very seed from his balls.

  I screamed, letting the world know we were in the throes of ecstasy, not caring about what their opinion might be. My legs released from around his waist. I was spread out in an obscene act of lust that had him able to see the way I had split open to receive him. His long and determined thrusts were met with a whimper of delight from my lips which soon had him reaching the plateau of his own pleasing release.

  My head was thrashing from side to side, the water whipping with my hair and covering his body in droplets of water which ran down his chest one at a time. He was not letting it deter him, and I could tell his resolve was to see me through yet another climax. It came like a cold slap in the face. It was so damn unnerving and pleasurable I felt like I was inundated with more than I
could handle.

  That was three in the span of an hour, and he had yet to let loose the contents of his heavy load. I could feel he was coming close, but each time, he would slow down at a steady pace. He wanted to make it last, and I had to give him all the credit in the world for making me forget about my problems.

  He pulled out and on his knees; his cock looked like a damn periscope trying to find the enemy from above the water. He motioned for me to turn and I was barely able to do so with my knees firmly planted on the bottom of the tub. I was in position, presenting and ready and there was no doubt he was going to slide forward on his own momentum.

  With one easy stroke, he penetrated, and the fire from his loins was touching me in a way which had me hungry for more. I was insatiable, completely at his mercy, letting my body do the talking for me.

  “I love this position. It gets this deeper and maximum penetration. I can feel you inside me, and I don’t think there is anything hotter for a woman than to be connected in this way. I’m coming again… and…and you’re going to be able to withstand this one. I want you to know I take great pleasure draining you of every single drop…yes…make me scream the paint off the walls… YESSSS,” I yelled with a spastic motion, slamming myself up against him, willing him to join me. It was hard not to recognize his hungry eyes had a purpose unknown to me at the time.