Beautifully Broken (The Beautiful series Book 1)

by Tara Lee

  “Ethan.” I break the silence, my hands grab his forearms, and hold on, because I’m about to fall into a puddle to the floor. Is he really here? Am I dreaming? Because this isn't fair, dream, if you are playing dirty tricks on me.

  I’ve waited for six months for him to find me. I knew he would, even though I was the one to walk away. When I look at Ethan, I see my home. We may have had our battles, but we win out every time. At least that’s why I hope he’s here.

  Ethan gives me a smoldering look that has butterflies storming in my belly.

  He tips my chin up with his thumb and forefinger. His lips are so close. Before I know what I’m doing my hand raises to slap him, but Ethan catches it just in time. Where did that come from?

  “ Baby bird, do I need to hold you down?” he smirks.

  I want to stomp on his foot for being so damn stupid.

  I'm going to do it again. My other hand raises ready, but he stops that one, too. He holds both my arms as he traps them between us.

  “I didn’t do it, it was a set up,” he says close to my ear as he holds me close.

  I struggle to get free and I scream at the top of my lungs.

  “You liar,” I cry. Yeah I’ve been holding a lot more in than I thought.

  “Luna, baby. Please, do you think I’d fucking leave you after I just got you back?

  He kisses me on the forehead, his breath is warm, and I sigh at the contact.

  “Promise?” I ask.

  He releases my hands, he swings my arms over his shoulders, placing them around his neck. He brings me to his chest, his eyes search mine. For what, I don’t know.

  “I promise on my life, Luna, I’m never leaving you again.”

  A tear slides down my cheek, and he lifts his hand as his thumb brushes it away.

  “I know I’ve been gone a long time.” He sighs.

  “Six months, Ethan. Where have you been?” I don’t like where this is going. My heart beats so fast I can’t control it.

  “Rehab,” He says, matter-of-fact.

  My eyes widen at his answer. He chuckles. I knew that but didn’t know he’s been there this whole time.

  “Bishop may have not given me an option.”

  I nod slowly.

  He tips my chin again. His fingers brush across my skin, and I shiver.

  “Baby bird, we can get through anything as long as we have each other. Please don’t give up on me.”

  “I won’t give up on you if you promise to always try harder?”

  He smiles down at me.

  “Because I may hurt you myself if you ever do that to me again,” I say.

  He tries hard to hold back laughter, but it bursts free.

  “Baby, if you can kick my ass, go for it. I’ll even let you.” He winks at me.

  “I may be little” I start, but he cuts me off.

  “Baby, you're not little, you're just fun-sized, it’s kinda cute.”

  I gawk at him but I don’t get long to think on his words. He hauls me over his shoulder, and I squeal as he swats my ass cheek with a loud smack.

  “Ethan.” I giggle.

  “We need to talk more.” I argue, but it’s too late.

  He's up the stairs and forces his way into my childhood bedroom. He lets me slide down his body. He zeros in one of his arms and cages me in, his body close to mine, his breath is a whisper on my skin.

  “I won’t lose you, not again, Luna.” He growls, and it sounds sweet and sexy as hell.

  “You already did.” I say as I stare him down. The corner of his eyes crinkle with a frown but he covers it with a smirk just as quickly.

  “I paid a price, and lost you, baby bird.”

  “You did,” I hiccup.

  His lips press to a thin line before the side of his mouth lifts in a sweet smirk.

  “I’ll keep trying as many times as it takes before you say’ll you’ll be mine, forever.”

  He gently touches my cheek, his fingertips caressing my jaw.

  He lets me move around his arms as I sit down on my bed. I cross my legs and play with the blanket on my bed.

  “Baby bird, talk to me.” He says I feel him sit down next to me.

  “It just doesn’t seem real,” I say.

  “I’m as real as I’ll ever be, baby and I promise you, I’ve been clean for six months. It would have been ten, but since they drugged me and tried to make it look like an accident, we’ll go with the six.”

  My head snaps to him as my mouth hangs open.

  He bops my nose with his finger.

  “That’s a story for another time. Right now, I have lost time to make up for, it and I want to get lost in you.”

  My eyes, on their own accord, travel to his lap. A soft chuckle escapes from his throat.

  “If you want to take a ride, baby bird, just ask me. I'm open to anything that involves you naked and riding my cock.

  My face flushes hot at his bluntness. God, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to jump him in his lap and take him up on his offer, or run in the opposite direction, far away from him. Both seem like viable options.

  “You’re cute when you're embarrassed.”

  “You're not helping Ethan.” I scowl at him.

  He chuckles, and I am pretty sure my lady bits start to sing.

  “I hate that I messed up, baby bird. Fuck, I hate that’s how it ended.” He groans. But I can’t go any longer without you in my life. I don’t care how long it takes, how much I have to grovel, I will win you heart again, Luna, even if it takes a lifetime.”

  Ethan traces his lips along the seam of mine, so patiently. It sends a ripple effect down my spine.

  “First, I’m going to fuck you slowly ,then I’m going to fuck the lies you keep telling yourself, baby bird, then, and only then will I make sweet love to you.” He hisses as he pulls my earlobe between his teeth.

  I moan; as his breath tingles through me and vibrates my skin.

  “We’ll never be over, baby bird.” He hisses as he tugs on my ear again. He wraps a hand around my throat as he continues to torture me with his tongue.

  Ethan’s hand slides down, and he gives me a shit-eating grin. His fingers hook into my panties.

  “I’m not having sex with you,” I pant, lying to myself.

  “I know.” He slides my panties down over my thighs.

  “Ethan.” My voice is barely a whisper.

  “I know, baby bird.” He whispers.

  I turn and straddle Ethan’s lap. His cock springs free from his trousers. He thrust into me, going so deep we both moan. He pulls me down for a kiss, and it turns heated and aggressive. He pumps in and out, one hand resting on my hip, as he thrust up and down. He wraps his tongue around mine, as we fuck like wild animals. He lifts my head with a tug of my hair, licks his way over my neck and collarbone, bites down hard. I cry out. I slide up, teasing him slowly.

  “Fuck,” He growls.

  I smile around his lips. He bites down on my lip, as he takes it into his mouth.

  “Don’t be a fucking tease, Luna, fuck that cock.”

  He hisses, his lips smash to mine again. He cups my neck with his hand while he holds my hip, as he fucks me hard and fast. He yanks on my hair a little, as we both pant and moan. My pussy contracts around him, eager for the explosion she knows all too well is coming.

  Ethan keeps up the pace. His cock just about embeds into my pussy, as he goes so deep.

  “Oh God,” I cried out.

  “Come all over that cock, baby, he’s missed you, he’s fucking missed you.”

  He smacks my ass cheek hard. That's all it takes for fireworks to go off around me. I explode, my climax sends me into vision of white light and stars. Ethan lets out an animalistic sound, emptying himself inside me. He holds me down as he does. We’re both panting, exhausted and sated.

  He kisses my lips with a sweetness he didn’t possess a moment ago. He cups my face, trailing his fingers over my lips, then slowly makes his way to kiss my nose. He smiles up at me, and if I wa
sn’t already in a seated position right now, I think I would fall in a heap to the floor with all the swoon he is carrying right now.

  I move to the center of the bed after I wait for Luna to go clean up. I curl my finger for Luna to follow and she does as I ask.

  “I’m not done with you yet, baby bird.” She moves over me, and I take her lips in a kiss that has my cock so fucking hard again I’m sure it will cut her.

  I groan and yank on her arms to move her up. She finally understands what I want.

  Her pussy hovers over my face. I lick my lips as it glistens over me.

  “Don’t move an inch, baby.” I demand.

  She lowers her hips just slightly. I gently smack her cheek to warn her not to move. Her breath is low and breathy.

  I blow on her clit gently and she jumps.

  “Oh gosh.” She pants.

  “Fuck my face, baby bird.”

  She shivers, over me and I take her clit between my lips and suck. Her slit is wet and slick as I lap up her goodness.

  Her voice is shaky. ”Ethan.”

  Her legs shake as I lick every inch of her.

  Once I’ve had my desert, I stare at her. The smirk she tries to but fails to hide.

  “Stop staring at me.” She lightly smacks my chest.

  I don’t miss her eyes widen when I know what she feels. I’m not and I’m not afraid to admit it. Working out has become my new vice. Since I haven’t taken my shirt off yet, she’s yet to see what was hidden underneath. I decide to let her see what she so desperately wants to. I tug my shirt over my head with one arm. She gasps as she takes in my chest. Yeah, so glad I found a new vice. I battle everyday with my addiction, but one day at a time, right.

  “Can’t help it, baby bird.” I grin.

  She blushes. God, she’s beautiful. She’s utter perfection. Had she gotten more beautiful over these last six months? Was that even possible?

  She leans into me, and we take each other's lips. This kiss is frantic and messy, but fuck if it isn’t perfect. Teeth biting at it’s finest she sucks on my bottom lip, like she was trying to eat my face. I growl as she wets her lips, with her tongue making me wish she would lick something else, preferably something south of my waist. She hums as my fingers stray down, but I stop myself because we’re getting distracted.

  “I know we still have to talk. I wasn’t expecting to fall into bed with you so quickly.” I say.

  She sits up and pulls my shirt over her head in an attempt to cover herself.

  “Good idea, baby bird, because it’s been six months of fucking hell and if I see your tits jiggle one more time, I’m not going to apologize for what might happen.”

  She giggles. Her fingers brush over my cheek, and God, how I’ve missed her touch.

  “I think we may have the same plans.” She kisses my lips.

  Every inch of her was fucking perfection. If I die right now, I’ll be a happy fucking man indeed. I want to sink my teeth into her skin, tasting every inch of her delicate skin.

  We spent the rest of the night talking about everything. No more lies, that’s the number one rule Luna had laid down for me if she was to give me yet another chance.

  So I tell her everything; Bishop finding me, Lorenzo and Brantley had overdosed me to try and get rid of me, to going to see them, and of course, about the drive. I think the shock expression says it all. But we are interrupted by Jax’s voice coming from downstairs.

  “Luna.” He booms.

  Here we go. I nod at her to go down.

  It’s now or never, right?

  We both make our way downstairs, and as soon as he sees me, Jax comes for me, but Luna stops him by her hands on his chest.

  “Daddy stop, I love him.” Her voice drops.

  I know she is going to cry.

  “He’s no good for you, Luna.” Jax stares me down over her shoulder.

  “He loves me, Daddy and I love him. That’s more than enough.”

  He softens as he looks down at her face.

  “Cupcake.” He brings her to his chest and holds her tightly.

  “If you hurt her again, I promise you, next time no one will stop me, not even her, do you understand?”

  It's a warning but one I plan to stick to.

  “I promise, sir, I won’t ever do anything to hurt her. I can’t live without her.”

  He nods at me and then leaves.

  “That went better than I expected.” I grin and pull Luna into my arms.

  “Yeah, but I know he isn’t lying when he says no one will stop him.” She grins up at me, but it’s a little fake.

  “Luna, I don’t plan on hurting you again for him to kill me. I love you, baby bird, forever and always.”

  “Forever and always,” She repeats.

  I kiss her until Jax grunts from behind us.

  “Time to take you home, baby bird.”

  Epilogue

  One Year Later

  Luna couldn’t keep her eyes off the shiny diamond ring I had placed there two days ago. She wiggles her hand and smiles over at me. I can’t help but smile back a goofy grin. We got hitched in Vegas. Yeah, not very original, but my girl didn’t want a big wedding and said she couldn’t do it without her Mom not being there. Her Dad still walked her down the aisle. He wasn't too keen on the idea at first, but once he saw how happy Luna was, he didn’t give a shit how big or snazzy our wedding was. We said our vows in front of Jaxon, Callie and Bishop. It was a pretty spectacular night, if I do say so myself. Not to mention how fucking edible my wife looked in her dress.

  “I can’t believe we did it,” She says excitedly. She actually dances on the spot.

  I chuckle at her.

  “Come here, wife.” I growl.

  I take her hand in mine. She slides into my lap, I hiss when my cock twitches against her pussy. She’s naked and so fucking wet still. I reach her hand up to my lips and place a kiss on her ring finger. She does the same to me, and I can’t help but groan.

  My lips find their way down her delicate neck, her skin so smooth it tastes divine, I find my lips trail down her collarbone without a second thought. She squirms on my lap, and I stop her with my hand to her hip.

  “Behave, wife, ” I hiss into her ear.

  I kissed her wrists where her tattoo sits. Yeah, I finally convinced her to get matching tattoos. I got King and she got Queen, each with a matching crown. Cheesy as fuck. It’s the truth, though she is my fucking Queen. She even let me be the one to do it. That did send my caveman tendencies up a little.

  “Your cock.” She moans.

  “Is all yours, baby. But right now, let me taste you.”

  She pouts at me, so I lower my lips to hers into a heated kiss. She clings to me. I pull back, even though she protests a little as she scraps her nails down my back. I growl, as I pull a hard nipple into my mouth. I suck and bite down hard, as she digs her nails in even more.

  “Please, Ethan.” She moans against my lips.

  “My girl wants pleasure, she gets all the pleasure she wants.” I hiss through clenched teeth.

  And I continue to do so all night fucking long. Over and over until we both pass out from exhaustion. Can a man over use his cock? Because I think I may have broken mine.

  * * *

  The next few days involve sleep and sex, and not in that particular order either.

  We have been on our extended honeymoon, and now it’s time to get back to the real world. Black Aces has been doing fucking amazing, and Bishop took me as a partner over six months ago. I quite like being the boss. I still struggle with my addiction every day. It's not something that will go away anytime soon. I haven’t heard a peep from Lorenzo or Brantley. To say I’m not surprised is an understatement.

  Luna has gone back to school after much convincing on mine and Jax’s part. I swear she is as stubborn as a mule. A sexy one, but still. She put her foot down at anything not in New York, of course, so when she was accepted to NYU, we threw a party, because after the year she had, she des
erves everything she has coming.

  I finally got her that puppy she wanted. Last Christmas, I surprised her with a white and brown puppy with floppy ears and the cutest big eyes. She cried so hard I didn’t think she’d stop.

  As I place my watch on, Lulu the cavalier pup, barks up at me.

  “Yeah, I know she’s taking her time, isn’t she, girl.” I say as if she can understand me.

  She shakes and takes off to what I am guessing is her food bowl.

  I guess I’ll check on her then.

  “Baby bird, you ready for dinner with your Dad?” I yell out.

  No answer.

  “Woman, you take forever. Come on, we need to head out or we won’t make it in time.” I yell again.

  I fix my shirt over my head and pick up my jacket from the end of the sofa.

  “Luna, you ready?”

  Still no answer.

  My heart rate picks up, and I rush to our bathroom. I fall to my knees beside Luna as I scoop her up in my arms. She is in a heap on the floor, and sweat covers her forehead, and she doesn’t move when I touch her. “Luna, fuck, baby, wake up.” I shake her and tap her face, all while she is unconscious on our floor. What the fuck happened?

  Luna.” I try again.

  Nothing.

  Fuck this. I lift her in my arms and rush out of the bathroom. I snatch my phone from the table by the door and call for an ambulance.

  I swear everything is a blur from the moment I get off the phone to the moment I sit by her bedside in the hospital. My legs jump with nerves, and I bite my nails, just about chew my fingers off.

  “Wake up, baby, wake up please.”

  A hand touches my arm, and I bolt up. My eyes and land on a gorgeous set of eyes that stare at me with a frown.

  “Hey, you’re awake.” I brush her cheek with my fingers.

  She nods as she looks around.

  “What happened?” She croaks.

  I pull her hand to my lips and kiss her ring finger.

  “I found you passed out on our bathroom floor, and you were unresponsive, so I had to call an ambulance.”