5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set)

by Michelle Hughes

  “Let’s just say she tastes sweeter than sunshine on the tongue.” He chuckled again and I wanted to reach through the phone and strangle him.

  “I’ll have your money tonight.” Gritting my teeth again I planned his death. That fucker was going to pay for touching what was mine.

  “Be here tonight at seven. If you’re not, well let’s just say the sweet Lily will take her first bidder.” He hung up the phone and my hand slammed down on the bar again.

  What the fuck had he done to her? That was all my mind could think about. I wanted to smash his skull. Instead I picked up the phone and called Kera.

  “You talked to Anya lately.” I needed to know how deep she was with Frank. There was still a chance that I could talk some sense in her without going the other route.

  “She hasn’t returned my calls all week. Her roommate said she was staying with some girl named Darcy. Missed class too.” I could hear the worry in her voice and knew that my girl was in some serious shit.

  “I’ll take care of it.” If I had to kill a motherfucker I’d fix this fucking mess.

  “I’m really worried, Sin. Would you call me when you talk to her?”

  She was right to be worried. I was pissed that no one had called me. Being the bastard I was, I still knew it was no one’s fault but my own for not being here. I left because I couldn’t stand the thought of her dancing on stage.

  Never had it crossed my mind that she’d leave the club. I didn’t even think to call and check in. If I hadn’t gotten my shit together and came back, no telling how bad things would have gotten. I wasn’t sure they weren’t already fucked up beyond belief.

  “I’ll call you.” Hanging up the phone I called my accountant. Fifty thousand dollars wasn’t chump change, but I could easily cover it. Hell I’d give my whole damn bank account to get her out of that place.

  I tried her cellphone but it went straight to voice mail. There was nothing left to do but visit Gent’s tonight. The thought of showing up at that place made me fucking sick. I’d never liked Frank, but now he’d earned a place on my small list of people I’d like to off after this shit.

  I went back home and dressed to the nines. I knew suit and ties were expected at his club and not being let in the door sure as shit wasn’t going to help my case tonight. I preferred my jeans and t-shirts, this monkey suit crap was the reason I didn’t own a corporation.

  Driving one of my sports cars I sped off to Gent’s hoping I could keep my shit together long enough to get her safe. Rage, that’s what I was feeling as the valet took my keys. I wanted to kick his ass for simply working here. I steeled my emotions and walked in as if I owned the place.

  Frank smiled and I could see the greed on the motherfuckers face. I wanted to smash my fist into his teeth and leave him nothing to grin with. Instead I took the hand he offered and forced a smirk. There would be time to kick his ass later. When I knew Anya was safe again, I planned on beating the living dog shit out of him.

  The leather case I was carrying didn’t escape Frank’s cold eyes. “I assume we’re making a deal tonight.” The smirk on his face pissed me the fuck off. Again I managed to keep my shit together.

  “That’s why I’m here.”

  He looked at me curiously and I forced myself not to let my emotions show. “I have to ask why this girl is so important. I have a club full of beautiful women here.”

  How could I explain to a sleaze ball like this how much I cared for her. Until I’d left I hadn’t even realized myself what she meant to me. “She’s special.” That was all the fuck that slimy bastard was going to hear.

  Shrugging his shoulders. “She’s a little tame for my taste, but to each their own.” With a grin, he walked off and I followed.

  He had no idea how close to lying in a pool of blood he was. Keep your shit together. I kept repeating the mantra in my head. She was the important thing here tonight, not my ego. If he’d fucked her, I knew she’d been drugged and raped. She was going to need me a lot more than I needed to feed my need for revenge.

  He led me up the carpeted staircase and stopped at the top opening a door. “Money first,” he turned back to me with a smile, blocking my entrance.

  I handed him over the case without a second thought. The money didn’t mean shit to me, it never had.

  He didn’t bother to open it. “Take her home. And Sin,” he grinned widely, “take care of your property if you plan on claiming it.” With those words he walked away and it was a good damn thing he did.

  Walking into the room I saw Anya resting on the couch. She was sound asleep, dressed in a scarlet red dress and looked more beautiful than any woman I’d ever seen in my life.

  Kneeling down beside her, I stroked her cool cheek. “Baby, you need to wake up for me.” She looked unharmed and I breathed a sigh of relief. When she didn’t wake up I started to panic.

  “Little lily open your damn eyes.” I didn’t mean to scream at her but she was freaking my shit out by not answering.

  Her lashes swept upward and her pale orbs looked at me without seeing. What the fuck did they do to her? “I’m going to get you out of here baby.” I didn’t expect her to answer. Whatever drugs she was on, it was apparent they had fucked her up. Lifting her into my arms, I carried her out of the room. I didn’t stop.

  We got more than a few strange looks as she rested peacefully in my arms. I didn’t give a shit. Fear was all that filled my mind at the moment. The valet pulled my car around and I slid her into a seat, pulling a seatbelt over her.

  She was breathing normally, but her eyes were closed again. I didn’t know if I should take her to a hospital or back to my place. Knowing she probably didn’t want a drug rap on her record, I decided to take her home with me.

  Not once did she stir as I carried her inside. I didn’t know shit about dealing with drugs. I may be a bad ass, but I’m not fucking stupid. Drugs weren’t my thing. The only thing I could think to do was stick her in a cold shower. That’s what I’d seen on the movies.

  I laid her on my bed and stripped her down impersonally. Her body was still as beautiful as the day I’d last taken her, but I refused to let my mind dwell on that.

  Leaving her on the bed I walked into the bathroom. Turning on the cool water, I lifted the knob for the shower before walking back out to the bedroom. She was sleeping soundly and my heart ached. I hated seeing her this way. My sweet little lily all drugged up.

  Lifting her small form into my arms, I carried her back into the bathroom. Clothes and all I stepped in and allowed the cold water to fall over her. Her soft gasp of shock was like the sweetest music to my ears.

  “Sin?” The soft spoken question made me smile.

  “I’m here baby.” Fuck this water was freezing, but I wasn’t so much of a pussy that I couldn’t take some cold water.

  “I’m cold.” Her sweet little body was trembling. I wanted to squeeze her against me so tight that she never felt anything but heat.

  “I know baby, just a few more minutes.” When I couldn’t stand seeing her shiver any longer, I stepped out of the shower.

  “Can you stand?” She looked so damn fragile, I was afraid she’d fall on that delectable ass.

  Her uncertain nod wasn’t convincing. Lowering her to her feet, I kept my arms around her waist in case she couldn’t hold her own. It was a good thing I did because her feet gave way.

  I somehow managed to grab a towel while holding her against me and dried her off the best I could. It sure the hell wasn’t helping that I was soaking wet. “Let’s get you back to the bedroom so I can dry you better baby.”

  I sat her down in the computer chair, and did the best I could. I was afraid to leave her sitting alone, so I guided her back to the bed without getting her soaked by my clothes the best I could. “Don’t move, I’m going to grab you a t-shirt.”

  Her teeth were chattering as I walked over to my chest of drawers and pulled out the first shirt I could find. This shit made me hurt deep in my gut. I slid the shirt
over her head as fast as I could. Throwing back the covers on the bed, I quickly lifted her then covered up her trembling frame.

  I turned away but her soft cry stopped me in my tracks.

  “Don’t leave me,” the sob that left her lips ripped the rest of my heart from my chest.

  “I’m not going anywhere baby, just getting dry clothes.” I wanted to jump in that bed and hold her, wet clothes and all, but her comfort came first.

  Stripping down as fast I could I picked up the towel and dried off quickly. Grabbing a pair of boxers from my top drawer, I slid those on then climbed in bed with her.

  She pulled away at first contact, and my shit almost broke down. “Baby, I just want to hold you.” I had no idea what those sick fucks had done to her, but it obviously marked her. Thankfully she hadn’t lost all trust, because she relaxed in my arms.

  I don’t know how long I laid like that with her in my arms. It felt so right to be holding her this way. Protecting her like I should have been doing from the moment she first gave herself to me. I wanted to kick my own ass for treating her the way I had.

  “I’m going to be sick.” Her soft little voice was the barest of whispers, but I heard her loudly.

  Without second thought I lifted her in my arms and hurried back to the bathroom. The gagging noise was a tell-tale sign she was about to hurl. I helped her kneel before the porcelain god.

  I could only watch helplessly and hold her wet hair as she continued to puke up whatever they gave her. I knew it was a good sign if she was getting it out of her system, but it was hard as hell watching her in distress.

  When there was nothing but dry heaves left, she tried to stand. I flushed the toilet and guided her to sit on it. Walking over to my medicine cabinet I found a toothbrush and paste and set it up. She smiled weakly as I made it back to her and brushed her teeth.

  She looked damned sexy with that foam filtering from her mouth. “Ineedtospit.” Her words were a jumbled mess with all that paste in her mouth, but I got it. Helping her over the sink, she rinsed out her mouth.

  It seemed like second nature to grab the comb out of the drawer and work through the long tangles of hair. Her eyes closed and she sighed, so I guessed I was doing a decent job. There was something very sensual about grooming her this way. I could get used to this shit.

  She was starting to sway on her feet again, and I had to stop. Helping her back to the bed, I climbed in beside her and we slept.

  chapter Twenty

  Awake

  I woke up alone in Sin’s oversized bed. I didn’t want to think about what had happened at Gent’s. My stomach churned at even thinking the name. How could I have been so stupid? Tear trailed down my cheeks, and I swiped them away angrily.

  “You’re awake.” Sin’s smile faded the moment he looked at my face. He was carrying a large tray of food and I tried to force a grin.

  He sat the tray on the nightstand and sat down. Pulling me into his arms, I clung to him as he held me. The tears wouldn’t stop. Just knowing I was safe again, and I felt safe with Sin, I couldn’t help myself.

  “I’m so fucking sorry baby.” He stroked my hair and I continued to cry. This wasn’t his fault. It was my own stupidity for not paying attention to the signs around me at that hell club. I’d known something wasn’t right that first night, but all I thought about was paying my bills.

  “Tell me what they did to you little lily. I’ll fucking kill them all for you.” Sin held me so tight I could barely breathe. I didn’t doubt he meant what he said, and I felt wrong for knowing I wanted him to do it.

  I sniffled, glad that the tears had finally stopped. “I can’t breathe.” He eased his grip and his hands wiped away that tracks of tears still on my cheeks.

  “Talk to me baby.” He pulled back and held my chin gently in his large hand.

  I thought about refusing him, but the sincerity in his eyes was almost like a healing balm to my soul. There was so much I didn’t remember. Whatever drugs they’d given me were potent. I told him what I could recall.

  The men surrounding me on a table as they all tasted me. My hands being bound, begging them to stop. None of them had entered me, but they forced me to take them in my mouth. It was like the worst nightmare in the world and I cried again as I relived it sober.

  Sin pulled me back against him and I was shocked at the shudders moving through his large chest. Pulling back I saw his tears and I was floored. This was my brave Sin, he didn’t cry. He didn’t do emotion. I hated seeing him in pain. Mine no longer mattered.

  I lifted my fingers and caressed away the wetness. “Don’t cry for me.” I kissed him. I didn’t know how else to take his sorrow away. I loved this man. No matter what those creeps had done, he was here. I felt safe. I knew he’d never let anyone hurt me. I don’t even know how I knew that. I just did.

  “I’m going to rip them apart little lily!” He gripped my arms and I winced. I couldn’t let him do it. If he followed through then they’d take him away from me.

  “No. Love me instead.” I thought I’d never want a man to touch me after what they’d done. I was wrong. I needed Sin to wipe away the thought of their hands on me.

  His eyes were shocked at my request and I smiled. Lifting his t-shirt over my head I threw it on the floor. “I need you Sin.”

  It was like a light went off in his head. His lips met mine and he kissed me deeply. There was a gentleness in his caress that was beautiful and frustrating at the same time. I wanted the Sin that loved me without reserve, not the one that seemed afraid I would break.

  “More Sin!” I didn’t care how brazen it sounded. If he didn’t stop caressing my back and take me I was going to scream.

  “Let me be good to you little lily.” He nuzzled my neck with his lips.

  “I want you to take me hard.” I don’t know who was more surprised by my words, me or him. He could do gentle another time. Reaching down, I grabbed his shaft and squeezed it through the boxers he was wearing.

  “Fuck baby.” He growled at my aggressive movement and I got a very good feel of how turned on he was. He wasn’t a small man.

  I didn’t relent. I massaged the long length of him. “Those have to go, now!” I don’t know where my bad girl came from but she wanted her Sin.

  He chuckled before groaning again. “Never let it be said I didn’t give my little lily what she wants.” Sliding off the bed he pulled off the boxers, tossed them away, then laid on his back on the bed. “I’m yours baby.”

  The smile on his face was pure delight and I laughed. He smirked and I lowered my mouth to his shaft and took him in mouth deeply. I didn’t care about anything else at that moment. He said he was mine and I wanted to make sure he knew it.

  Grasping his wide base, I worked him with my hand and mouth. I loved how he grew in my hands until I couldn’t wrap around his width. I remembered just how deliciously he stretched me, and I longed for that fulfillment.

  “Give me that sweet little pussy.” I knew what he wanted and it made me pause for a brief moment. The thought of those other men doing that to me had slid into my thoughts.

  “We don’t have to do this baby.” I could hear the concern in his voice. I loved him even more for it. They weren’t taking this away from me. Sin wasn’t those men. Without thoughts I lowered my lips to his.

  Breaking away after our tongues danced together for long moments, I smiled at him. “I want you to taste me.” I realized I did. I wanted nothing more than to feel his hot tongue deep inside me.

  He searched my eyes, and I guess he saw I was saying what I meant. “Straddle my face.” The smirk on his face was almost a dare. It was one I planned on accepting.

  With nothing more than a blush I raised myself up over his face. The soft sweep of his tongue over my flesh forced a cry from my lips. I didn’t care how wanton it felt to let him please me this way. He was my Sin and I wanted the temptation he offered.

  His hands gripped my hips and ground them over his face as he took every drop o
f passion I had to give. I couldn’t breathe. Gripping the headboard I just felt. His name ripped from my lips as I found paradise.

  I couldn’t move as the tremors wracked through my body. Would there ever be a time when he didn’t overwhelm me with pleasure? Somehow I doubted that.

  He lifted me by the hips and flipped me over on my back. “That’s the sweetest damn pussy in the world, little lily.” His fingers found me and I tensed. I was still sensitive from the orgasm he’d given me. “You better hold on tight baby.” With a wink, his fingers slid away and he entered me with one long, hard thrust.

  I gasped as he filled me to the hilt. There was something so sinful about how incredible it felt to be so full of him. “Ride me.” My legs wrapped around his waist and my fingernails dug into his gorgeous back. I needed this, needed him.

  Sin wasn’t playing fair. He slowly pulled out until only his head was touching my entrance, then he carefully slid home. He continued this teasing until I was ready to scream in frustration. Each exit of his shaft rubbed over my nub and I was so close to the edge. “Sin!”

  He gave me that devilish smile and continued the agonizing rhythm. “You don’t like that little lily?” His smirk told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me.

  “Sin, fuck me!” I knew I’d just said the f word but he was driving me insane.

  The smile on his face was short lived as he reared back and thrust deep. I’d asked for this but holy hell, Sin knew how to ride. I was breathless as his long, hard strokes, rocked me up the bed. All I could do was hold on for dear life.

  “Cum for me now baby, I can’t wait any longer.” His hand reached down and pinched that sensitive nub and I couldn’t deny him. I screamed out his name again. That was all it took, he pushed in as deep as he could possibly get and filled me with his desire.

  chapter Twenty-one

  Claimed

  I slid out of that tight little pussy, groaning as that sweet flesh resisted. “Baby you make a man forget everything.” I’d definitely forgotten to use a condom. That shit should have bothered me, but it didn’t. I could see her carrying my kid. That shook me to the core, I had never thought about making a kid before.