His Obsession: A Dark Romance (Black Hearts MC Book 1)

by Violet Noir

  As he opened the door and we walked up the stairs, Kade said, “If you try to escape, I’ll lock you back in that little bathroom and you’ll never leave it again.”

  “Thank you for letting me out,” I replied.

  I looked around the house as we walked through. I’d never gotten a good look at it before. I’d been out of it when he’d brought me in, and the only other times I’d left I was either sick or the house was filled with smoke. The time Kade had taken me downstairs after the fire, I’d kept my eyes glued to the ground. Going up to his bedroom was the first time I’d felt comfortable enough to take in his home.

  Kade’s house was huge. It had to be at least the same size as Bruno’s, and the décor surprised me. While Bruno’s place reminded me of trashy 80’s shows I’d watched on late night tv, Kade’s looked like it was fit for royalty. It really didn’t fit with his tattoos and rough persona. While he’d never come out and said it, I knew Kade was in an MC. I’d been sold to enough bikers in my day to know one when I saw one. But, he was just different enough from the one’s who’d used me to be intriguing. I could tell he hadn't been born and raised in an MC.

  He led me upstairs to a door at the end of a long hallway. The hallway carpet under my feet was the softest thing I’d ever felt. I wanted to lie down and roll around on it, but I didn’t think Kade would take that too well.

  The room was enough to take my breath away. “This is your room?” I asked as I stepped into a bedroom that looked like something out of a fairytale. The pillars of the four poster bed were draped with gauzy lavender material, and the bed had a fluffy purple comforter with a ton of pillows. The floor was covered with buttery soft carpet, and the rest of the furnishings were a dark wood that made me think of something you’d find in a fairytale castle.

  “I had it redecorated recently,” he said and walked toward a door on one side of the room. “This is your closet.”

  I wanted to ask if he’d had it redecorated because he knew he was bringing me to his house, but I didn’t dare.

  “My closet?” I asked still frozen in the middle of the room.

  “Yes,” he said. “Come look, Elise.”

  The closet was bigger than the basement room I’d just come from. In fact it was twice as big with a dressing table on one end. Each side was lined with racks of clothes, shoes, and purses.

  “This is mine?”

  “Keep what you want, and I’ll return anything you don’t like.”

  “Are you a billionaire or something?”

  He chuckled. “I wouldn’t go that far. My business treats me well, and I’m good at what I do.”

  “Drugs?” I asked before I could catch myself. It figures that I’d try and ruin a good thing.

  “Elise,” he warned. “Why don’t you pick something to wear. You worry about that.”

  I looked around for several minutes touching all of the silky fabrics in awe of the colors and various styles. But, after what had to be about ten minutes, I still hadn’t chosen anything. Some part of me still thought it was a test and I’d be punished for choosing the wrong thing.

  “What’s the matter, Elise, you don’t like any of it? You can’t find one thing you like?” Kade asked impatiently.

  “I don’t know,” I said and felt tears well up in my eyes. “I do like it. I love it all. I just don’t know how to choose. I haven’t been allowed to pick what I want to wear since I was thirteen. My father took me dress shopping. He’d stopped beating me for a week. He was being so nice. I thought that… I thought maybe I’d finally made him proud of me or something.” I said and choked up.

  “What happened, Elise?”

  “That was the day he sold me. He let me buy a dress to show me off to the buyer. Are you planning on selling me again?

  “No, Elise. Never.”

  I broke down into sobs. I tried to bite my lip and the inside of my cheek to make it stop, but I couldn’t. My body shook, and the tears flowed. Kade pulled me into his arms. He held me against his chest and stroked my hair.

  It felt so good. I knew right then that I had to do whatever it took to make him happy. All I wanted was to feel his arms around me as much as I could.

  But when he pulled back and looked at me, his face was a mask of fury again.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Kade

  In that moment, I hoped that Elise’s father was dead. Because if I ever saw him, I would tear him apart. In my hands, he would not die quickly or easily.

  “Kade,” she whispered.

  “It’s okay,” I said and stroked her hair again.

  Elise reached up and ran her fingers along my jaw. Her eyes were searching my face, and I realized she must have thought I was angry with her.

  She hadn’t picked an outfit, so Elise was still completely naked. Feeling her wrapped in my arms and seeing her look so vulnerable made my cock hard.

  “I have to go,” I said.

  I had to get away from her. I couldn’t resist her when she was standing there naked and defenseless in front of me. I wasn’t sure that I could restrain myself when my body coursed with anger.

  “What? Please, don’t go,” Elise begged.

  “I’m going to go find your father and end his miserable existence.”

  “Kade, please stay here with me. He’s not worth it.”

  I was about to tell her that I’d decide what was and was not worth my time, but Elise stood up on her tip toes and brought her lips to mine. She kissed me. Elise chose to kiss me, and it awakened a hunger inside. It was raw and animalistic, but it was different than any lust I’d ever felt before.

  “Elise, we don’t have to do this right now,” I said, but she kissed me again.

  I slid my hands down her back and under her buttocks to lift her off the floor. Elise wrapped her legs around me waist, and I carried her over to the bed.

  She was a goddess, and I wanted to worship her. I set her down on the bed and knelt between her legs. “Scoot your ass to the edge,” I instructed. “Put your heels on the edge.”

  I wanted to pleasure her body, but I wanted my doll spread wide so I could see her. She did as I asked, and I just looked at her sweet pussy for a moment before I bowed to her and ran my tongue up each of her nether lips.

  Elise shuddered, and I wrapped my lips around her clit. I sucked gently as she ran her hands through my hair. I licked and sucked her hard little nub until she was crying out my name. Elise began to grip my hair, and she pulled my face into her. I was going to pull back and tell her not to do it, but I couldn’t. She ground her sweet cunt against my chin as she came, and I let her have that little bit of control. She wanted me, and I reveled in the feeling of her using me to get off.

  When her climax quieted, I stood up and stripped off my shirt and pants.

  Elise bit her bottom lip as I stood naked and stroked my cock.

  She scooted back to the middle of the bed, and I crawled in between her legs. Elise spread her thighs wider for me. She was inviting me in. I rubbed my cock between her pussy lips and sucked one of her hard nipples into my mouth.

  Her hips came up, and Elise rubbed her warm wetness along my shaft. The head of my cock rubbed against her clit as she ground against me.

  “Do you want to fuck me, little doll?” I asked. “Do you want my big cock?”

  “Yes,” she moaned the word without hesitation.

  I brought my hands down to her hips and held them still while I positioned my cock against her opening. With a slow, smooth movement, I eased the entire length of my shaft into her tight channel.

  Everything about her was so soft and inviting. She’d opened up to me like a flower, and I couldn’t believe how much that turned me on. There was more to it than just her telling me she wanted me. I craved something with Elise that I’d never craved with another woman as long as I could remember. I wanted to feel connected. I’d started to believe that I could open up to her, too.

  “Kade,” Elise said my name and gripped my shoulders as she wrap
ped her legs around me.

  I realized that I’d just been holding still enjoying the feeling of being inside of her. She wanted more. I began to move my hips to withdraw my cock and the sink back into her again.

  “Do you think I’m pretty?” she asked self-consciously.

  Elise suddenly withdrew a little. She’d been emboldened, but some of her strength had retreated. I felt protective of her. I didn’t want her to retreat. I needed her present and connected with me.

  “Of course, I do,” I said and kissed her forehead even as I continued to thrust into her. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, Elise. It’s why I chose you. Elise, you make me feel like a man in a way that no one else ever has.”

  Her fingers gripped my shoulders, and her nails dug in as she arched her back and thrust her breasts toward me. I took the opportunity to capture one perfect nipple between my lips.

  “I want you,” she panted.

  “You have me, baby.” I said. “I’m right here. Tell me what you want me to do.” I couldn’t believe the words myself.

  She moved her hands and hips to one side at the same time. It took me a moment, but I realized what she wanted. She wanted me to flip over on my back so she could be on top.

  Was I ready for that? Was I ready to let her have control? The thought of her riding my cock was hot, but was I ready to surrender?

  Yes. I decided to let my little doll have her way with my cock. If she wanted to bounce up and down on my shaft, I’d enjoy letting her ride.

  I wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped us over in one smooth movement. I stayed balls deep in her while I let her get on top. She leaned back, and I licked my lips at the sight of her tits and that little patch of hair above her pussy on full display for me. Her ribs still stuck out a bit too much, but her flat stomach was taut and sexy.

  “You wanted to be on top, baby doll,” I said. “Have your way with me.”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Elise

  I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. Kade was so fucking sexy. I leaned forward and put my hands on his big, tatted chest. His huge cock was inside of me, and I had permission to ride him any way I wanted.

  For the first time in my life, I was having sex because I chose to.

  I moved one hand off his chest and grabbed his hand. When I brought it to the place where our bodies met, he knew what I wanted.

  While I moved my body up and down, Kade used his thumb to rub my clit. I brought my hands up and rolled my pebble hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

  I took it slow at first, but after I got used to being on top, I started to ride him hard and fast. Kade had one hand on my hip guiding me while I bounced up and down on his cock.

  “Oh god, baby doll. You’ve got to slow down or I’m going to blow,” Kade growled.

  For a moment, I considered it, but I didn’t obey. I was so close to coming, and I wasn’t going to slow down.

  “I can’t,” I pleaded.

  “Oh, god,” he moaned. “Is my baby going to come?”

  Instead of waiting for me to answer, Kade began to rub my clit harder and faster. Seconds later, my whole body shook and I ground my hips down on his cock.

  “Fuck, Elise. Oh, shit,” Kade cried out. He held my hips in place with the hand he’d been using to guide me and thrust his hips up off the bed and buried himself deep inside of me as he came.

  When we were both spent, I collapsed on his chest and Kade wrapped his arms around me. I rolled to the side expecting him to get up, but he pulled me close again.

  “Where are you going?”

  “I just thought…”

  “That I’d be fuck you and take off?”

  “Well, yeah,” I said matter-of-factly.

  “You know, that’s what I thought I’d do, too, but I want to be here next to you. Just give me a quick second, okay. Don’t move.”

  Kade got up and went through a door on the opposite side of the room from the closets. I got a peek in when the door opened, and it was a massive white marble bathroom. A sink turned on, and a minute later he came back with a wet cloth.

  “I'll clean you,” he said, and I was in total shock.

  He nudged my thighs apart and washed me off lovingly. No one had ever done anything like that for me before. No one had ever even cared if I was clean or comfortable.

  “Be right back.” He said when he was done.

  He walked halfway to the bathroom and tossed the rag in. When he came back, Kade climbed into the bed and pulled me close again. We’d had some intense sexual experiences, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready for cuddling. That seemed even more intimate than sex.

  “You okay?” he asked when I didn’t settle into him.

  “Yeah. I just…”

  I thought of the fire and how good it had felt to have him hold me in his arms. My mind made an inventory of all the things Kade had done to show me that he valued me as more than just a toy for his amusement.

  He’d already taken better care of me than any other man I’d ever encountered. That was just taking care of my physical needs.

  Kade also seemed to want to take care of me emotionally, too. He’d shown true anger at my father, and I believed the he really would’ve walked out the door to kill him if I hadn’t stopped him.

  I had to decide if I would give in to the intimacy, and it seemed that he was more than happy to let me make the choice. That felt good, and so did his arms.

  It was everything to have someone touching me in a nice way. It’d been so long since anyone had even tried. How could I tell him no and deny myself, too?

  “I’m just not used to it,” I said and scooted closer to him.

  “Would you like to get used to it?” he asked and smoothed a lock of my hair away from my forehead.

  “I think I would.”

  I turned onto my side and faced him. My head rested on his strong chest, and I wrapped my arm around him as best I could.

  Then, it happened. Something settled softly in my chest, and it overwhelmed me so much that I began to cry.

  “What is it, baby doll?” Kade’s voice was tinged with distress.

  “I feel safe,” I whispered. “I’ve never felt that before.”

  “Then why are you crying?” he asked and kissed my forehead softly.

  “I’m not sad. I think this is what they mean when they say you cry tears of joy,” I said and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. “I can’t believe how good this feels.”

  “If you stay with me, I’ll make sure you're always safe, Elise,” he said and tightened his grip on me.

  What was he saying? I couldn’t help but wonder if those words meant that he was giving me a choice. It seemed as though Kade wanted me to stay with him, but he wanted it to be my decision.

  Being wrapped up in his arms, warm and safe in his bed, felt too good. I wasn’t going to ask him if that’s what he meant. Like that story of the phoenix that rose from the ashes, I’d reclaimed parts of myself that had been taken from me by other men.

  Kade had made that happen. But, was it because we were meant to be together or because I was meant to fly free?

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Kade

  “You seem like you have something on your mind,” I said a few minutes later.

  Her fingers traced delicately over one of my scars. “I wanted to know about these.”

  I tried not to tense up, but I did. She kissed me quickly on the chest, and her eyes pleaded with me as if Elise believed she’d made me angry.

  “I haven’t talked about that with anyone,” I said quietly.

  “I’m sorry,” she responded.

  “It’s not you, baby doll. I’m not mad or anything. I’m just not sure if I can handle talking about it.”

  “I’m sorry,” Elise said again. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

  But, I did. I did need to talk to somebody about it. The fact that I wouldn’t had ended my military career. I would
n’t cooperate with their shrinks, so I was discharged.

  Unfit for service.

  I was bitter about that for a long time. Hell, I was probably still bitter about it. After all I’d endured to keep their secrets, and they decided that I was unfit to serve.

  Walking away from the military hadn’t been difficult after that. I didn’t owe their doctors a glimpse into my mind. I’d had to tell my commanding officers what happened to me, but nobody got to know how it made me feel.

  Except, I owed it to Elise. My experiences had twisted me into a monster, and until Elise untwisted me, she’d born the brunt of my darkness.

  “If I tell you about the scars, I’m afraid it will make you hate me. When you know why I am the way I am, you’ll despise me for the way I treated you.”

  “I guess that’s always a chance,” Elise said. “But what would you rather have? Someone who adores you because they don’t know you? Or take the chance that I’ll be angry for a while but I’ll know you.”

  “I don’t think it will be an angry for a while type of situation, Elise.”

  “You never know,” she said thoughtfully.

  If anyone was going to understand what I went though, it would be Elise. I decided it was better to tell her the truth than to keep it all inside any longer. Whatever the consequences, I’d have to deal with them. If I didn’t want Elise to hate me, then I shouldn’t have treated her the way I did.

  “Okay,” I said and took a deep breath.

  “I served in the Middle East a few years go. I was stationed there for most of my military career, and I’d joined right after high school. I guess you could say I grew up there.

  “Since I’d been there for so long, the military viewed me as somewhat of an expert. I was selected for an important mission infiltrating a terrorist compound. The mission was nearly successful, but in the end, it turned out that our informant had sold us out. We were ambushed, and all but three of us were killed.

  “The three of us who weren't killed eventually wished we were. We were kept alive, barely. They tortured us for information. And while we protected the government’s secrets, the government abandoned us.”