Billionaire’s Quarry: A Billionaire, Bad Boy, Romance (An Alpha Billionaire Romance Boxed Set)

by Michelle Love

  When he pulls his finger out of me, he runs it up my body and into his mouth. “Mmm,” he moans as he looks into my eyes. “Now let me have a real taste of that sweet thing.”

  My body goes hot with the way he’s looking at me. “Lie back, almost, hubby.”

  I push the button to lay the bed all the way down and he smiles at me as his body goes back with it and mine stays in position over him. “You’re so damn hot, Mercy. And tomorrow you’ll be all mine. No one else can ever have you.”

  I smile and nod. “I am only for you.”

  His hands move up my thighs as I’m on my knees, straddling him. “Bring that sweet thing up here so I can show you why you want to be all mine.”

  Moving slowly toward him, I watch him as his eyes grow dark and wanting as he looks at my sex. “Are you doing okay, baby?” I ask to be sure.

  “More than okay, hurry up,” he says as he looks up at me. “My mouth is watering for you.”

  I moan as his words send a new heat through me. “Damn, Jude! You’re making me super horny!”

  “Good,” he says with a hiss. “I want you that way. I want you to come like crazy all over my face.”

  “Jude, damn,” I moan as I get up closer and his hands grip my ass. His fingers dig into my soft flesh and he moans.

  “Damn, your ass feels amazing. God damn it, girl!”

  My pussy is all the way up to his face and I look down at him. “You ready?”

  He licks his lips. “Are you?”

  “So ready,” I whisper.

  “Good, because I’m about to make your night. Don’t even think about climbing off my face with the first orgasm. I’m going to keep going until you can’t come anymore.”

  “Jude, don’t over-exert yourself,” I say as I look into his lust-filled eyes.

  “Mercy, shut up and sit on my face,” he says.

  Well, what else can I do?

  I try to go slowly down to make sure I don’t really sit on his face but he pulls me down hard. I have to put my hands on the head of the bed to hold myself up to be sure the man can breathe.

  His tongue goes crazy on my clit and his mouth is ravenous on my pussy. He lifts me up and down as he sucks my clit. I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

  “Jude, damn, that feels amazing,” I whisper. “Damn it, your mouth is insane.”

  His hands squeeze my ass, sending shocks of electricity through me. I can’t take it anymore and come. My body shakes with the release that’s so much better than the orgasm his finger gave me. “Jude, God!” I whisper.

  I move up a little and his tongue goes inside me. I lift my body up to stroke myself with his tongue so he doesn’t have to do all the work himself. I am feeling kind of guilty that he’s not getting anything out of this.

  Up and down I go as the orgasm ebbs a little then he moves his tongue really fast back and forth as I’m moving up and down and I fall apart again. Gasping for air as my body is in Heaven.

  I move down so he can breathe as I can feel him breathing hard. “What are you doing?” he says as he looks at me with a sweaty face. “I can go longer.”

  “I’m sure you can. But I can’t,” I say as I move down his body.

  When I get down to where our faces are close, he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me to kiss him. As our tongues mingle again and I taste myself on him my body reignites with passion and I find my hand running between us as I have my body lifted off his so I don’t put any of my weight on him.

  Over his stomach, I go to touch him. Then I feel the top of the adult diaper and he yanks me back by my hair. His eyes are dark and he looks mad. “What the hell are you doing?”

  “I was going to just touch you a little. On the top where there are no stitches. Don’t worry, I’d never hurt you,” I say to try to relax him.

  “No!” he says. “No, you can’t stick your hand in there. No!”

  “Jude, it’ll be fine. I just want to see if it got hard or not. The doctor said you didn’t have to feel it for it to happen.”

  His eyes go wide and he says, “Get off!”

  I move to one side of him and he presses the button to lift the top of the bed up. We sit perfectly still as he pushes the blanket back and then he takes the top of the adult underwear and pulls it up so we can see what’s going on inside.

  We look at each other and the smile on his face makes me cry. Miracles can happen!

  Chapter 8

  JUDE

  With the knowledge that I can get an erection, Mercy is looking at me with some worry in her expression. “Jude, should you go through with that surgery if you can manage to do this without it?”

  “Fuck yes!” I say as I pull the blanket back to cover that nasty diaper. “Mercy, I want to walk again. I want to feel! You have no idea how terrible it feels to have men moving your body around because you can’t. So I am having that surgery.”

  Mercy looks at me for a long time then she takes my hand and places it on her stomach. “Jude, I was going to wait to tell you this. But in light of what we know now, I want you to know everything.”

  Her hand on mine, covering her stomach, has my wheels spinning. I’m completely aware that we haven’t used and type of birth control since I brought her home with me the night of the tornado. But she took a test that said she wasn’t ovulating or something like that and she said we were safe for a while.

  She better not be pulling some shit on me!

  “Jude, I felt sick today. It’s not the first time, either. So I decided that it would be smart to take a test. It came back positive. Now, I have no idea how far along I am or anything like that. I don’t know for a fact that the test was accurate. But we might be pregnant.” She looks at our hands covering her stomach and then I look at her to find her eyes very misty.

  I’m numb. I can’t think. I really don’t know how to feel.

  I may be paralyzed forever, or die on an operating table in the near future and I may have a kid coming. “How?” I ask.

  She laughs then says, “Okay, Jude. When a man and woman really love each other they show that in a way that can create human life.”

  “Mercy, damn it!” I can’t believe I’m yelling at her but I am.

  She looks at me and frowns. “I know. This is a big deal. All of it is. I know that. It’s part of the reason I didn’t come up here doing a dance and jumping for joy that you and I might have made a little human out of our love. I know this can be looked at as a blessing or another tragedy.”

  “Don’t ever say that,” I tell her. “The baby is no tragedy. So don’t ever say that. Okay?” I look at her with a stern expression. “It’s not a mistake or anything like that. But it has come at a difficult time in my life. And yours.”

  I run my arm around her shoulders and pull her back to lie with me on the hospital bed. “I know this isn’t how you wanted things to happen, Jude. I really do. Things have never really happened the way I wanted them to either. I never wanted to become a mother the way I did. By losing my family. I never wanted to do something to cause the man I love to become so broken. And I certainly never wanted an unplanned pregnancy. This cycle seems to be following me. I am the key at the center of this cluster-fuck tornado that is my life.”

  “Don’t, Mercy,” I say as I lean my head against hers. “Don’t act like this is anything that’s your fault. It’s life and things like this happen.”

  “But in my life, they happen a lot more often than in other people’s lives. I’m a jinx. I have a dark star following me or something. Maybe I should do everyone a favor and disappear.” She looks spaced out. Like she’s so far away right now.

  She doesn’t look like Mercy at all!

  “Never say that stupid shit again.” I kiss her cheek. “Okay, so here we have it. Tomorrow we get married here in the hospital. You need a gorgeous white dress and if you could find one of my black tux jackets and a white shirt to go under it, that will suffice for me. A nice black blanket would look good to cover me for our photos, I
think.”

  She looks at me and I see it in her eyes. She’s thinking about the surgery and what might go wrong. “Please consider not doing the surgery. I will marry you tomorrow, anyway. But think about it long and hard before you agree to the surgery. You are alive right now and obviously more than capable of being a man.”

  “But I can’t walk, Mercy. I’d like to do that and the surgery sounds like it could do that for me. Come on, baby. Be in my corner. Show me some of that faith you have. You told me that you prayed for me to make it through that crash and I did. Believe, baby.” I touch her warm cheek and graze my lips over it.

  She sighs. “But maybe you were in that wreck because of my bad luck or whatever you call this. A curse is really what it is. A horrible curse.”

  “You’re being crazy. I’ll be fine. I have to do it, Mercy. You know I do.” I pull her into my arms again and hold her tight. “You’re pregnant! I want to walk the floor with my little man.”

  She laughs a little. “Or little girl.”

  “Yeah, maybe that. Whatever that baby is, I want that kid to know they have a daddy who has the courage to do what he had to in order to be all he could be for them.”

  Mercy climbs out of my arms and off the bed as she gathers her clothes. “Jude, do me a favor. Read every word on those forms. Make your own decision without me. Because I’m telling you that I can’t, in good conscience, tell you the safest or best thing is for you to go through with that surgery. I love you. I want you around to help me raise this kid. I just want you around, period.”

  I watch her pick her clothes up and put them back on then she comes to me and puts the hospital gown back on me and ties it up behind my back.

  I take her face and hold it in front of mine and say, “Do you want to push me in a wheelchair while poor Carter pushes our baby in a stroller? Do you want to change both mine and our baby’s diapers every few hours? Tell me how great that sounds to you, Mercy.”

  Her eyes cloud over as she says, “If this was my first bout with tragedy, I’d say go for it, Jude. I would! But this isn’t my first or even second. This is our life. This is me and you and a baby and my niece and nephew we’re talking about. I can do it all on my own. I know I can. I have. But I want you there with me. I want you there every step of the way.”

  “You said it yourself, Mercy. Every step of the way. So I’m getting the surgery and you will just have to pray and have faith and that’s that.”

  I wish like hell she could wipe that unbelieving face away and show me that face she had when I first came to this hospital with hardly any hope at all. I need her to have faith!

  To be continued…

  Billionaire’s Quarry

  A Billionaire, Bad Boy, Romance

  Book 10

  Surrender

  By

  Michelle Love

  Description

  Commitment. Passion. Happy Endings.

  The happy day has come as Jude and Mercy are finally tying the knot!

  The only real problem is their little make-out session the night before may have thrown Jude back on getting the surgery he needs to be able to walk and feel again.

  Once his body gets back on track, Jude gets the surgery and his family waits to see if it will work or if he’ll remain paralyzed.

  With life finally looking up for the couple, they make their family official by adopting Carter and Mia.

  Adding in the baby of their own, they start their family with a solid foundation Jude finds himself very good at with his determined attitude.

  The family looks like they might just get their happily ever after, after all…

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 1

  MERCY

  Page by page, Jude signs them all, cementing the fact he will be getting the surgery. With each page he signs, my worry increases. I can’t think of a life without him in it.

  “Stop,” he says as he glances at me. “Just stop. You’re getting all worried and I’m not even going into surgery yet. You’ll be a wreck by the time the actual surgery date comes if you keep this up.”

  “I can’t,” I say then his fingers go to my lips, shushing me.

  “No,” he says. “You can and you will. I want you to go home and get some rest. At eight a.m. sharp, I want you to get up and get going on our plans. Get a dress and I want it to be really gorgeous. I know it’ll have to be off the rack but make it a great one and spend lots of money on it. You have three of my cards so you better not spare any expense.”

  “Jude, I shouldn’t,” I say then he pulls me in for a kiss, stopping me again.

  He ends his sweet kiss and looks at me with so much love in his eyes it makes me want to cry. “Go do what I said. Get the kids something nice to wear too. I want tons of pictures with us all and I want everyone to look fantastic. Get your hair and makeup done and come back here when you’re ready and we’ll do this thing.”

  I don’t know what to say to him. So I don’t say anything. I just nod and climb off the bed and grab my purse and head toward the door. Then I stop and turn back to see him still signing papers. “Goodnight, Jude. I love you.”

  “I love you too. Go get some rest. Tomorrow you and I are tying the knot and I want that worried, doubt-filled expression you’re wearing, completely gone. Got it?”

  I nod and turn to leave the room. I wish he could see inside my head and feel how heavy my heart is. I wish he could understand how much has gone wrong in my life and know that just him being alive is enough for me.

  A woman’s voice stops me in the darkened hallway. “He’s up for that surgery with Doctor Padron.”

  I lean against the wall to listen as I know she has to be talking about Jude. Another woman says, “He should definitely do it. I know the risks are huge but he’s young and has a lot of life in front of him. Being a paraplegic has more problems that go along with it than just the inability to walk. All kinds of health problems come along with it.”

  “I know that,” the other woman says. “But the risk of death is worse than that. In my opinion.”

  “What about the fact that being a paraplegic most definitely will limit his lifespan and his quality of life? My uncle completely lost his legs in the war and he had one ailment after another. He was miserable. When he passed away at forty-five from pneumonia, his wife was sorry he was gone but happy he was no longer miserable.”

  I lean back on the wall and press my cheek against its cool surface and know in my heart she’s right. So I turn and go back into Jude’s room. “I’m on board with you, Jude. I’ll be in your corner through this whole thing. No matter what happens, I want you to know that I am on your side.”

  I watch his eyes turn glassy and he puts the clipboard down then holds his arms open. Moving into them, we hug and I know there’s a huge risk but I’m going to put fear and worry behind me and only allow faith and hope in my head.

  “It’s good to hear you say that,” he tells me as he lets me go and runs his hand through my hair. “I know I’ve only been in this condition for a week but it’s been one horrible week.”

  “I know,” I say and try hard to put my worries away but it’s not easy. “I mean I have no idea how it must feel to be so helpless but I know it has to be one of the worst feelings in the world.”

  “I’m glad you’re starting to understand, Mercy. The risk is worth it to me.”

  The word, risk, is a word I don’t like very much. I don’t like taking risks. I never have. But I guess I’m learning that when you get involved with someone, everything becomes a risk.

  There’s always a risk that one day they will simply be gone. I know that better than most people do. Just like in the matter of a few minutes I found out I just might be bringing another life into the world, someone else might have been findin
g out someone they love just left it.

  Running my fingers through his dark hair, I say, “Jude, you’re teaching me so much more about life. You’ve been a Godsend in more ways than one. So I’m going to go home and get some rest and wake up in the morning and get myself ready to become your wife.”

  His smile makes my heart pound as it’s a thing I haven’t seen much of this last week. “Good. Go home. Sleep.”

  As I turn to walk away from him, he slaps my ass and I laugh. “Bad boy.”

  Walking back out into the hallway, I make my way down it once more. As I pass the nurse’s station I see Jude’s night nurse. “He’s got those papers signed,” I let her know.

  “So he’s going to get the surgery?” she asks.

  “He is,” I say then walk away.

  “Mercy,” she calls out to me. “I know it’s scary but I think he can make it.”

  I turn back and smile. “I hope he can.”

  She nods and I turn to walk away. The fact is life hangs in the balance most of the time. Little things here and there can happen to change it all in the blink of an eye. So I have to accept it and move on.

  But I’m praying with everything in me that my bad luck, or whatever this is that has tragedy following me around, doesn’t affect Jude and his outcome.

  “Walk you to your car, mam?” the security guard at the entrance asks me. “It’s pretty late.”

  “That would be nice of you,” I say and walk out of the door he’s opened for me. “I’ve never stayed here this late before. I didn’t realize it had gotten so late.”

  He walks next to me, and I notice he keeps looking around the parking lot that’s not completely empty but only a few cars are still in it. “You have someone here in bad condition?”

  “My fiancé,” I say and hold up my hand and wiggle my new ring. “He asked me to marry him tonight.”

  “That’s some rock. He must be loaded,” he says and smiles.