Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 2
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“Jake,” she gasped, “stop teasing me.” He was making her delirious—giving her enough to become painfully aroused, but not enough to find release.
He flicked harder at her clit. “Tell me what you want, baby.” And a little bit faster. “Tell me.”
“Suck it,” she throatily begged. “Please.”
He continued flicking at her clit, toying with her.
She began having delirious thoughts that revolved around somehow forcing him to suck, but her mind was nearly mush and she couldn’t form any coherent words let alone plans of action. Just when Robyn decided she couldn’t take the torture anymore, Jake finally, thankfully, went in for the kill.
Robyn’s hips involuntarily bucked up as he drew her clit determinedly into his mouth. He sucked on her firmly, exactly the way he knew she loved, extracting moan after euphoric moan from her.
“Just like that,” she panted, wrapping her legs around his neck. He sucked on her harder, making little “mmm” sounds that drove her wild. “Oh yes—oh God yes.” Her head thrashed back and forth on the pillows. She used her legs to pull him tighter against her, grinding her pussy into his mouth. A growl erupted from his throat, the sound territorial and primal. She resisted coming, trying to stave off her orgasm even as the sensual knot in her belly tightened. His growl deepened, became more guttural, as if demanding she give him what he wanted.
She was coming and there was no stopping it. The tense coil in her belly exploded.
“Jaaaaake,” she moaned, her entire body convulsing as she popped. She came long and loudly. “Oh. My. God. Oh. My— Jaaaake!”
Blood rushed to Robyn’s face, heating it. Her nipples jutted up so stiffly they ached. Her clit was so sensitive she couldn’t stand it, yet he kept sucking as though he’d never let go. He forced a second, more powerful orgasm on her, causing her to all but rear off the bed as she screamed out his name. A feeling of immeasurable pleasure mingled with pain tore through her body, the sounds coming from her akin to those of a wounded animal.
“You’re killing me,” Robyn panted, half delirious. “Oh my God, Jake—”
And then he was fucking her, thrusting into her hard, forcing her sensitized body to come as many times as he wanted. He moaned as he rode her, his hips rocketing back and forth as he pummeled her drenched pussy with his cock. He had come not even thirty minutes ago so she knew this round would last a while. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she gluttonously reveled in every thrust he had to give.
Jake palmed her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he rode her. By the time they came together, both of them groaning in pleasure, Robyn was so tired that she knew sleep was inevitable.
He rolled off her, his breathing labored. She snuggled up against him, warm and safe in his arms, and fell into a happy slumber.
* * * * *
Robyn wasn’t certain how long they slept, but she awoke to find Jake staring down at her. She smiled softly up to him, more content than she had ever been in her life.
His gaze, usually gratified after they made love, looked troubled. Her smile slowly faded as worry set in. “Jake?” she whispered. “Is something wrong?”
He remained silent, causing Robyn’s alarm to grow. She tried to sit up, but he easily nudged her back down with his heavily muscled body. “Jake, talk to me. You’re freaking me out here.”
The silence continued for a long moment. She began feeling quite vulnerable, but refused to show it. And then finally, after what felt an eternity, the silence was broken with Jake’s sigh. She raised an eyebrow, asking him without words to confide in her.
You better not even think of leaving me, Jake Chamberlin. You did everything you could to make me fall for you! Now that you’ve got me, you damn sure better not—
“Are you still wanting to give up on us?” Jake asked, his voice flat. “Because I know I can’t force you to keep me around, no matter how much I wish otherwise.”
Robyn’s eyes slowly widened. He was still thinking about that even after she’d fully given herself to him these past three days? She blinked. Robyn DiMarco didn’t sleep with just anyone. She shook her head a little, deciding that his previous girlfriends must have been nothing like her.
“Do you know something, Jake?” Robyn asked.
He hesitated, as if uncertain he wanted to hear her answer. “What?”
“I’ve been on more dates than I can count. Men ask me out all the time—”
“I don’t think I want to hear this,” he angrily cut in.
“Yet I can easily count how many men I’ve allowed in my bed,” Robyn continued. She reached up and touched his jaw. “That’s an easy tabulation.” Her eyes sparkled. “You would be the second.”
Jake stilled, processing that. His gaze searched her face. “You mean you haven’t slept with anyone since your divorce?”
She shrugged. “My ex…that was a disaster, as you know. So I decided to wait until I fell in love with a man who I was one hundred and ten percent certain was nothing like him.”
A small, barely perceptible half-smile tugged at the corner of Jake’s mouth. “You saying you’re in love with me?” he murmured.
Robyn rolled her eyes good-naturedly and thumped him on his massive chest. “Yes, Simple Simon! That’s exactly what I’m saying,” she laughed. She searched his face, her expression growing serious. “But your world… I can’t thrive in a place like that.”
“That makes two of us,” he sighed.
Her heart soared with hope. “Can you really give that up?” Robyn squeaked. She cleared her throat. “Really?”
Jake smiled—a true, genuine, full-fledged smile.
“There’s nothing to give up, baby,” he admitted. “I would have walked away from that bullshit after my contract expired anyway.” He absently rubbed his jaw, the stubble there so sexy to her. “The only two people from that life I want to keep around are my mom and Tyrone—they never fit in any better than I did anyway.”
Robyn smiled. “I’m extremely fond of both of them.”
“They feel the same way about you.” Jake gave her an affectionate squeeze. “With or without you, I’m walking, baby girl,” he murmured. “I just hope it’s with your sexy ass.”
I am so in love with this man! “You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried,” Robyn promised, her heart soaring somewhere far above cloud nine.
Jake smiled—again! “I think you got a thing for Rainmen,” he teased.
She grinned. “Nah. Only for my Rainman.”
Epilogue
Six months later
Jake smiled as he watched his new bride dance the Tarantella Napoletana with Nicky and her father. He decided to let her enjoy it because it was the last time she’d be dancing for about seven months. They had found out only yesterday, the night before their wedding, that Robyn was pregnant. To say they were ecstatic would be the world’s greatest understatement.
He was going to be a father and he had just become a husband. Jake felt like the luckiest man alive. No Super Bowl ring came close to the ring he now wore on his finger. The world he’d gladly left behind was all smoke and mirrors, but Robyn was very real and now completely his.
His wife smiled at him as she danced. Fuck, but he had never thought he could be this happy! Even his mom seemed livelier yet more serene now that they’d officially moved out of the Upper East Side and into the Mulberry Street building. She lived in an apartment across from Robyn’s parents because, as Maria DiMarco said, “Eileen is one of us now.”
His gaze flicked over to the two mothers in question. They were embroiled in conversation as Maria herded his mom over toward a table of drinking DiMarco men. Jake couldn’t make out everything Maria was saying, but he heard the words “Uncle Vito” and “Band-Aid” as they passed by. He grinned.
To the rest of the world, Little Italy was famous for food, wine, festivals and, yeah, the mafia. To Jake Chamberlin, retired quarterback of the New York Bloods, Little Italy was where he’d finally found himself. It was the p
lace where miracles like Robyn and their baby took place. It was…home.
And there was no place like it.
About the Authors
Laurann Dohner
I’m a full-time “in-house supervisor” (sounds much better than plain ol’ housewife), mother and writer. I’m addicted to caramel iced coffee, the occasional candy bar (or two) and trying to get at least five hours of sleep at night.
I love to write all kinds of stories. I think the best part about writing is the fact that real life is always uncertain, always tossing things at us that we have no control over, but when you write, you can make sure there’s always a happy ending. I love that about writing. I love to sit down at my computer desk, put on my headphones and listen to loud music to block out the world around me, so I can create worlds in front of me.
E-books by Laurann Dohner
Cyborg Seduction 1: Burning Up Flint
Cyborg Seduction 2: Kissing Steel
Cyborg Seduction 3: Melting Iron
Cyborg Seduction 4: Touching Ice
Cyborg Seduction 5: Stealing Coal
Cyborg Seduction 6: Redeeming Zorus
Cyborg Seduction 7: Taunting Krell
Mating Heat 1: Mate Set
Mating Heat 2: His Purrfect Mate
New Species 1: Fury
New Species 2: Slade
New Species 3: Valiant
New Species 4: Justice
New Species 5: Brawn
New Species 6: Wrath
New Species 7: Tiger
Riding the Raines 1: Propositioning Mr. Raine
Riding the Raines 2: Raine on Me
Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 1 anthology
Zorn Warriors 1: Ral’s Woman
Zorn Warriors 2: Kidnapping Casey
Zorn Warriors 3: Tempting Rever
Zorn Warriors 4: Berrr’s Vow
Print books by Laurann Dohner
Cyborg Seduction 1: Burning Up Flint
Cyborg Seduction 2: Kissing Steal
Cyborg Seduction 3: Melting Iron
Cyborg Seduction 4: Touching Ice
Cyborg Seduction 5: Stealing Coal
New Species 1: Fury
New Species 2: Slade
Something Wicked This Way Comes Volume 1
Zorn Warriors 1 & 2: Loving Zorn
Zorn Warriors 3: Tempting Rever
Zorn Warriors 4: Berrr’s Vow
Regina Carlysle
Regina Carlysle is an award-winning, multi-published author. She likes books that are hot, edgy and often humorous, and puts all three of those elements into each of her stories. Regina lives in west Texas and is a doting, fawning and over-indulgent mother to her two kids. When she’s not penning steamy erotic tales or hot contemporary stories, she’s indulging in long chats with friends who help her stay sane and keep her laughing.
E-books by Regina Carlysle
Drilled
Eagle’s Refuge
Ellora’s Cavemen: Flavors of Ecstasy IV anthology
Feral Moon
High Plains Shifters 1: Highland Beast
High Plains Shifters 2: Lone Star Lycan
High Plains Shifters 3: Ringo’s Ride
High Plains Shifters 4: Edge of Nowhere
High Plains Shifters 5: Lawman
Jaguar Hunger
Killer Curves
Mistletoe Magic: Breath of Magic
Mistletoe Magic: Elven Magic with Cindy Spencer Paper & Desiree Holt
Panther Moon
Return of the Daredevil
Return to Delight
Spanish Topaz
Tempting Tess
Trouble in a Stetson
Print books by Regina Carlysle
Aged to Perfection anthology
Cougar Challenge: Needing a Cougar anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Flavors of Ecstasy IV anthology
High Plains Shifters: Lone Star Beasts
High Plains Shifters: Riding the Edge
Mistletoe Magic anthology
Sequins, Saddles and Spurs anthology
Tempting Turquoise anthology
Torrid Topaz anthology
Katalina Leon
I love writing for Ellora’s Cave. I was an avid fan long before I had the courage to write my own stories. For many years I was primarily a painter. I started writing several years ago when I felt the need to fill a larger canvas and tell bigger stories without actually taking up more space. lol
Ellora’s Cave books provided my imagination with everything I loved about traditional romance novels, without the coyness. They were painted in bold colors and I loved the variety of authors and genres offered. I loved it so much I started writing so I could get in on the fun.
I’ve been very fortunate to live an adventurous life, with the love of my life and fellow artist at my side. My husband and I share our lives with a wonderful son and a very sweet border collie named Molly.
E-books by Katalina Leon
Adult Education
Beautiful Stranger
Blue Apples
Nice Package
Noblesword
Owned by Rome
Sugar Roux Voodoo
Print books by Katalina Leon
Succulent anthology
Aubrey Ross
Aubrey Ross writes an eclectic assortment of erotic fiction. From power struggles between futuristic clans to adventurous mystic guardians, her stories are filled with passion and imagination. Some of her recent awards include an EPPIE finalist, two Passionate Plume finalists and a CAPA nomination from the Romance Studio.
With a pampered cat curled on the corner of her desk, Aubrey dreams up fascinating words and larger than life adventures—and wouldn’t have it any other way!
E-books by Aubrey Ross
Crimson Awakening
Crimson Carousel 1: A Taste of Twilight
Crimson Carousel 2: A Taste of Midnight
Crimson Carousel 3: A Taste of Oblivion
Crimson Carousel 4: A Taste of Dawn
Crimson Prey
Crimson Thrall
Dream Warriors
Ellora’s Cavemen: Flavors of Ecstasy IV anthology
Enemy Embrace 1: Rebel
Enemy Embrace 2: Toymaker
Enemy Embrace 3: Replicant
Enemy Embrace 4: Mystic
Enemy Embrace 5: Madam
Enslaved Hearts 1: Captives
Enslaved Hearts 2: Pleasures
Enslaved Hearts 3: Secrets
Intimate Invasion 1: Forgotten Hope
Intimate Invasion 2: Forsaken Desire
Intimate Invasion 3: Forced Alliance
Mystic Keepers 1: Refugee
Mystic Keepers 2: Cayenne
Mystic Keepers 3: Krystle
Mystic Keepers 4: Lorran
Mystic Keepers 5: Rammi
Mystic Keepers 6: Minuette
Mystic Keepers 7: Elita
Mystic Keepers 8: Felise
Sensual Captivity 1: Seducer
Sensual Captivity 2: Shifter
Sensual Captivity 3: Sorcerer
Sensual Captivity 4: Specter
Sensual Captivity 5: Seer
Sworn Protectors 1: Onset of Darkness
Soul Kisses
Velvet Deception
Print books by Aubrey Ross
Candy Cravings anthology
Dream Warriors
Ellora’s Cavemen: Flavors of Ecstasy IV anthology
Sensual Captivity 1: Seducer
Sensual Captivity 2: Shifter
Sensual Captivity 3: Sorcerer
Sensual Captivity 4: Specter
Sensual Captivity 5: Seer
Velvet Deception
Diana Hunter
For many years, Diana Hunter confined herself to mainstream writing. Her interest in the world of dominance and submission, dormant for years, bloomed when she met a man who was willing to let her explore the submissive side of her personality. In her academic approach to learning about the lifes
tyle, she discovered hundreds of short stories that existed on the topic, but none of them seemed to express her view of a D/s relationship. Challenged by a friend to write a better one, she wrote her first BDSM novel, Secret Submission, published by Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
E-books by Diana Hunter
A Devil in Winter
Cabin Fever
Diamond in the Snow
Ellora’s Cavemen: Tales from the Temple III anthology
Hooked
Kara’s Captain
Love in the Afternoon
New York Moment
Promise for Now
Remembered Love
Secret Submission
Services Rendered
Stitches in Time
Stress Relief
Submission Revealed
Print books by Diana Hunter
Cabin Fever
Diamond Studs anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Tales from the Temple III anthology
Love and Learn anthology
Getting What She Wants anthology
Secret Submission
Stress Relief
Submission Revealed
Winter Studs anthology
Jaid Black
Jaid Black is the pseudonym for Ellora’s Cave’s owner and founder Tina M. Engler. She has been featured in every available news outlet, from the Washington Post and L.A. Times to Forbes magazine, Fox News and the Montel Show. Ms. Engler was officially recognized by Romantic Times Magazine with their first ever Trail Blazer award as the mastermind of erotic romance as you know and love it today. Writing as Jaid Black, her books have received numerous distinctions, including a nomination for the Henry Miller award for the best literary sex scene written in the English language.