Hacked For Love & The Dom's Songbird: A Billionaire Romance Collection

by Michelle Love

  The song had hard sounds and his lips pulled into a quirky grin and he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her onto her back as he moved his body over hers.

  His dark hair fell across his cheeks as he looked down at her. Steele was feeling anxious as his dark eyes ran over her body then back up to her face. His lips touched her ear as he told her, “I’m going to fuck you like you nor I have ever fucked before.”

  A deep growl filled him and his nails raked down her arms. Her breath was coming in hard, ragged gasps. It was Arsen but such a different Arsen. A hot as hell Arsen, an Arsen who wasn’t thinking. An Arsen who had no more rules.

  Steele’s body was more than quivering, it was shaking. His knee went between her legs which she’d moved tightly together. He pushed them apart as he looked at her. His eyes were wild and untamed.

  The music was loud, hard, demanding and seemed to be setting the tone. His hand moved to grasp the back of her neck and his mouth took hers in the hardest kiss. Their teeth clashed as he pressed his mouth to hers harder than he ever had before.

  He pulled back and looked down at her. His hands moved over her body then his mouth took her breast. He sucked it hard as he raked his nails over her sides. Up and down her sides, he raked them over and over again.

  Arsen hadn’t even entered her yet, and she was about to climax. Her heart was pounding. Her body was more alert than it had ever been and then he pulled his mouth off her tit and looked her in the eyes.

  He just looked at her for the longest time. She looked back and saw something different. Something was gone and something was new.

  She ran her hands up to catch them up in his hair. She pulled him to her and kissed him. His body was tense as he let it fall down on hers.

  Steele pulled her knees up and Arsen pressed his hard cock into her. Then his mouth left hers and he moved it to her neck and bit down hard as he began moving hard and fast into her.

  Steele made a noise she never had before. A shrieking moan kind of thing and her body was lucid. The combination of all things had her somewhere else.

  The man on top of her was the same man who had been on top of her last night, but he wasn’t the same man. This man was wild. This man was wanting. This man was a beast.

  Not the kind who needed someone tied down. Not the kind who needed control. Not the kind who needed rules.

  Steele finally had figured out what Arsen was striving for. She raked her nails over his back and grazed her teeth over his left shoulder. His body shuddered as she did.

  He wanted wild, she’d never done wild, but he was bringing it out in her.

  Time to try something new, I think!

  ARSEN

  With the revelations the day had brought him and the threat of a lengthy trial and prison gone, Arsen was feeling different. Extremely different.

  The way he thought of sex and life in general was changing. He wanted to experience it all without the control he’d needed since he first became Anne Sinclair’s submissive all those years ago.

  Steele’s blue eyes were wide as he looked into them. She had been so ready to accept his control. She wasn’t good at it and he was glad for that as he was done with it.

  The music was pounding and his body was itching to do things he’d never allowed himself to do before. Feel every little thing. Steele’s body was tight and firm and her tits were perky and begging for his attention.

  But his cock wanted to pound into her and that’s what won out. He made hard, fast strokes as he watched her reaction to him. He saw fear in her eyes and knew she was seeing him turning into a different man.

  Can she accept who I’m becoming?

  Arsen was on a new path and he hoped like hell Steele would take that path with him. The fact was, he would never allow anyone to make him what he wasn’t ever again.

  Steele and her tenacious way of trying to get him to make her submissive to him was a thing of the past. He prayed she could accept that fact and move on with him. If she couldn’t, what they had would be over.

  Arsen was aware of the fact Steele might not want him if she thought he was going back to being a weak man. He wasn’t going all the way back, but he was changing and the hard as nails man who had to have everything his way would be drastically different.

  Moving so fast and hard had his dick throbbing, ready to explode. He let it out without doing his usual thing of making himself wait. It had always been his job to make sure the woman climaxed first, and he saw Steele’s surprise at his release.

  She seemed so surprised her body didn’t join his in the intense orgasm. Once his cock jerked for the last time, he opened his eyes to find her searching them. He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

  Then pulled out of her and kissed her lips then her chin, moving down her entire body until he kissed the tip of her big toe. He got off the bed and grabbed her ankles and yanked her down until her ass was at the edge of the bed.

  Arsen kneeled down to the floor and ran one finger over her clit. Her body shivered as he took her plump ass in his hands and pulled her body up. His mouth came down on her hard and wanting.

  A saltiness filled his mouth as he licked and nipped her clit. Steele was writhing and pulling at his hair. Her moans were so loud he could hear them over the loud music.

  Her legs began to shake on either side of him and then he felt her body tense as she sat up.

  “My God, Arsen! You look amazing from this angle!”

  His face was buried in her sweet essence and all he could think about was how delicious she was and how he could never get enough of her.

  Little sounds of desire he heard her making as her hands ran over his shoulders and up into his hair. His tongue ran over her swollen clit over and over until her body was shaking and she was screaming his name.

  Her orgasm had his cock hard and wanting to feel her again. He stood up and picked her up. She wrapped her legs round him and her arms around his neck and he took her mouth in a hard kiss as he slid her onto his erection.

  Squeezing his hard cock, her body was rocking a hard orgasm and he could feel it all. They groaned, and he moved away from the bed and backed her up against the wall then began moving inside her.

  Deep, hard thrusts that had her breath pushing out of her lungs and into his mouth in hot, little puffs made him move his mouth off hers so she could take in more air.

  He kissed her neck. The way her soft skin felt under his tongue made him want more and he grazed his teeth over it them bit it and sucked hard. He knew he was making marks all over her and he didn’t care.

  Her body started shaking again, and he heard her screaming his name again as she came undone again. The way her body was pulsing around his hard cock had it pulling the orgasm from him and he let it all go.

  Arsen stopped thrusting into her and let himself feel every little squeeze and pull her body did to him. When they finally stopped, he walked back to the bed and laid her back on it.

  He climbed up next to her and grabbed the remote, turning off the music. The only sound in the room was them both trying to catch their breath. Then Steele’s hand slipped into his as they laid side by side.

  She rolled over on her side and kissed his cheek.

  “I love you, Arsen.”

  He turned his head to the side and ran his hand over her cheek and pressed his lips lightly to hers.

  “I love you, Steele.”

  He ran an arm around her and she snuggled into his side. She felt like home. More so than ever before, Steele felt like the other part of him which had been missing for so long.

  But can she take the man I am becoming?

  GWEN

  The sun was shining through the large window of Gwen’s hospital room as she watched Steele come into her room.

  “There she is,” Steele said as she carried in a large crystal vase full of roses. “These are from Arsen who had some pressing business to take care of this morning or he would’ve been here too.”

  Steele sat them on the window ledg
e where Gwen could look at them from her bed. “They’re beautiful. Tell him thank you for me.”

  “I will,” Steele said then went to sit on the bed beside Gwen. “I heard Detective Fontaine came to visit you early as shit this morning.”

  Gwen nodded.

  “She did. I gave her all the details, and she told me they arrested that other guy who was the man who got them the drugs that killed those girls. He and Anne Sinclair had a little dom-sub thing going on. He’ll get less time than Anne, but he’ll get some.”

  “It’s good to see some color back in your pretty face, Gwen,” Steele said as she ran her hand over her cheek. “I was sick with worry over you. You have no idea how happy I am to see your face.”

  Gwen sighed.

  “Yours too. It was all I could think about, getting to you before Allen got you and killed you.”

  “You’re quite the hero, Gwen. Just so you know, Arsen has told the hospital all bills for your care are to be sent to him and they are to spare no expense on you.” Steele pushed back a lock of her blonde hair which had been washed and looked a lot better but nowhere near as pretty as Gwen usually had it.

  “That was nice of him. Tell him I really appreciate it. A poor college student is what I am after all.” Gwen smiled.

  Steele looked around the small hospital room.

  “He has another surprise for you when you get out. I think you’ll be pretty happy about it.”

  “I can’t let him do any more than this, Steele,” Gwen said with a frown.

  Steele patted the top of her hand.

  “It’s too late. It’s already taken care of. Since you’ve suffered such a terrible ordeal he wanted to make sure you felt secure. He got you an apartment one floor under his penthouse. Some movers are moving your personal things as we speak. He had a designer pick out the furnishings and everything to go in it.”

  “He did not!” Gwen threw her hand over her mouth as tears filled her eyes. “Steele, I can’t…”

  Steele shook her head. “You can. I’m not even finished yet, so just be quiet and stop saying you can’t. I snooped through your purse and got your check book so I could find out your bank account information. Arsen put some money in there for you. He paid all the bills we had at the apartment too.”

  “Steele!” Gwen shook her head as tears spilled over her cheeks.

  “He gave you enough money to get you through without having to have a job for this year, anyway. You can go to school and focus on that and not worry about anything else. Plus, he set up a little investment under your name and you’ll receive the dividends on that for the rest of your life.”

  Gwen wrapped her arms around Steel and cried like a baby. It had all been so hard and she thought she might die at times but it was all going to be okay. And she had the best friends in the world at the end of it all.

  “I love you, Steele.”

  “I love you too, Gwen.”

  ARSEN

  After visiting the graves of all his submissive partners who’d been murdered and leaving flowers on them, Arsen made his way back to the penthouse to set Steele straight.

  The time had come for him to let her know how things were going to be different and see how she took the news. And see if she thought it would be something she still wanted with him.

  He was nervous to say the least. The doors to the private elevator opened, and he stepped inside. Steele was curled up with a book on the sofa and sat up as he came in. “There you are,” she said with a smile.

  “Wait here,” he told her and walked back to his office.

  She looked a little surprised. Her eyes went really wide when she saw him come back into the room with the contract in one hand and the book he’d written her with the rules in the other. He placed them on the coffee table then went to the kitchen, coming back with a small metal trash can and a box of matches.

  “Arsen, what are…?”

  “Sh. Let me talk please. This is hard for me to say. So please just let me talk then you can talk after that.”

  Steele nodded and sat back.

  Arsen picked up the dom/sub contract.

  “I don’t want this anymore.” He tore it in half then dropped in in the trash can.

  Tears sprang up in her eyes as she watched the pieces fall. She gulped and looked up at him.

  He took the book and said, “This isn’t a thing I want to have around anymore. This is over.” He tossed it into the trash can as well.

  The tears amped up and ran in rivers down Steele’s reddened cheeks. She watched Arsen light several matches and toss them into the trash can as well.

  Smoke came up in small spirals as the things which had bound them together went up in flames.

  “I want you to understand me clearly, Steele,” Arsen said as he looked at her with no smile, no sign of any emotion at all. “This is over.”

  She nodded but didn’t say a word. Steele got up and left the room.

  Arsen stood there. Still as a statue. He watched the fire burn away what he had made so Steele would feel like she was part of the life he led.

  That life was over and he wanted no part of it any longer. All that needed to be erased. And by what Steele had just done, he had no idea if she could take it.

  Should I even ask her now?

  Part Fourteen: For Freedom

  STEELE

  Steele’s hands shook as she pulled her clothes from the closet. Not taking any of the new clothes Arsen had bought for her. Only her old clothes, the one’s she’d come there with.

  Tears flooded down her cheeks but she managed to hold back the sobs which were threatening to bust out of her.

  His footsteps coming into the bedroom had her trying to hide in the closet from him. She didn’t want him to see her face. Sure it was streaked with tears and red as well.

  Arsen was done with her. She supposed he wanted to move on to a new life. One with no old memories of the bad times. One without her in it.

  His hands ran around her from behind and his lips pressed against her neck. “What are you doing, Steele?”

  “Packing.” Only one word could come out of her mouth while holding back the cries which longed to escape her.

  “You don’t want something new and different then?” he asked.

  She blinked and wiped her eyes.

  “What?”

  “I meant by burning the book and the contract that I don’t want that life any longer. That is behind me and I want it all to stay in the past. None of that has a place in my future. You do, though. You will always have a place there. If you want it.” He turned her in his strong arms.

  Her eyes were rimmed red with her tears and he kissed her tear-stained cheeks. She looked up at him.

  “I don’t understand, Arsen. You will have to be a bit more communicative and let me know what it is you want.”

  “I want you and me to have a normal relationship. Free of contracts and punishments and control,” he said. “Normal, Steele. What do you say? Want to be normal with me?”

  “Normal? You, normal?” A laugh came from her and she sniffled. “Is that even possible?”

  He frowned. “I was a normal guy once upon a time, Steele.”

  “You want that man back?” she asked.

  “I’ll never be that kid again. No matter how hard I might try, I’d never get him back. People grow no matter how hard they might try not to. It just happens.” He kissed her cheek. “I have something to give you. If you want to move forward with me, that is.”

  Steele looked into his dark eyes and found a new man there in them. They shone brightly and had lost so much of the sadness she’d thought was a permanent part of him.

  “I love you, Arsen. All I want is to be with you every single day of my life.” Her arms ran around his neck and she pulled him to her and kissed him.

  He moaned with the kiss and ran his tongue through her lips. Then he pulled back and smiled at her. “I have something for you, then.”

  Arsen pulled her out of the cl
oset and into the bedroom. Guiding her to sit on the edge of the bed, he had her sit down as he went to the nightstand beside the bed.

  A leather-bound book he pulled out and placed it on her lap. “You seemed to love the book I made for you so I made you another one. One that our children can see. The other was never what I really wanted, anyway.”

  Steele ran her hand over the cover. The title was hand written in calligraphy. “This is beautiful, Arsen. You are a true artist.”

  “What do you think of the title, Baby?” He sat down next to her and looked over her shoulder.

  “No Truer Love Has Ever Existed, The Arsen and Steele True Life Series,” she read out loud. She looked up at him with a smile. “I love the title.”

  “Good. Open it up and see what else I have written in our book.”

  Steele opened the book and on the first page, she saw the words he’d written there and she read them to him, “On April eleventh in the year two-thousand-sixteen Arsen Sloan and Steele Gannon married at the Paris Chapel at Paris, Las Vegas at noon.”

  She turned to look as Arsen as she felt him moving and found him pulling a black box out of his pocket. He moved to get on one knee in front of her and held out the box then flipped the lid up.

  Her eyes went wide with the size of the single diamond cast in platinum. She looked at him and the tears started flowing again.

  A smile crossed his lips.

  “Steele Gannon, you are a rare find. The night I saw you for the first time changed my life. You’ve been my rock, a thing I never realized I needed before you came along. You’re tenacious, feisty, and hard to handle and I love every part of you. You keep me guessing and on my toes and I can’t imagine a life without you right by my side. Would you consider becoming my wife?”

  He pulled the ring out of the box and she stopped looking at him as the light glanced off the large stone, making her look at the ring. After taking in a deep breath, she let it out and said, “Arsen Sloan, I would love to become your wife.”