Bless The Beauty

chapter Five




Chase kept his grip on my arm tight as he strode down the hall on a serious mission.

He seemed intent, focused and very angry. I tried a couple times to ask where we were going, but was only rewarded with a stern look in return.

Instead of continuing with the one-sided conversation, I kept quiet and let him lead me down the hall, shuffling behind him. He finally stopped, looked around.

I followed his gaze, comforted by the fact the hall was quiet. He turned toward the door on our right. Just before he opened it, I caught the words, Janitorial Room.

My confusion slowly and surely melted away. He was finding shelter, privacy. The intense look, the stern set of his eyes—I didn’t recognize it at first because I’d never seen it from him before. I should’ve expected this really with all that had taken place. He was in pure possession mode.

Kellen had me, now Chase needed to stake his claim. Of course he would, it was a male response to his woman being taken by another. His body needed to remind mine that I belonged to him.

Now that I put two-and-two together, my body warmed right down to my very toes as arousal spread through me. My man was on a mission to re-establish his territory, which meant I could anticipate one hell of a ride.

As he tossed me into the room, I couldn’t withhold the smile that blossomed on my face.

Without looking back, he closed the door, locked it then slowly spun around toward me. His mouth curved up ever so slightly as he approached me.

The strong set of his shoulders, the slight cock of his head led me to believe Chase was determining which way to devour me. Those deep blue eyes smoldered as he licked his lips. Oh damn, I was in trouble. But this kind, I’d happily receive.

Only mere inches away, he reached out, grabbed me by the arms and yanked me forward, tight against his body. His mouth captured mine and he immediately consumed me.

His hands moved from my arms up to my face. He held my cheeks in his tight grip as he kissed me deep enough to send a wave of tingles straight to my centre. My hands slid along his biceps and the muscles flexed as I explored each curve that made up his spectacular physique.

Leaving my face, his fingers trailed lightly down my neck, slowly running to the middle of my chest where he gripped my breasts and massaged them gently.

I moaned into his mouth. His caresses against my lips grew firmer as he took my whimpers and drank them in. The building heat between my thighs brought me closer to him and my body sank against his. His cock grew harder along my stomach and I wiggled in response. He gave my breasts a final fondle before reaching down for my pants.

In a quick move, they pooled at my feet and my panties quickly followed.

His lips left mine, travelled along my jaw, down my neck and little shivers of need quivered through me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to allow him further access.

I trembled as he gently ran his hands so lightly over my skin, teased along my thighs.

They drew closer to my p-ssy, but moved away when he came near.

The third time, with his lips still greedily feasting on my skin, I had enough and in a move that seemed to surprise him, had his cock free from his pants. I quickly stepped out of my pants to free my legs.

He sucked in a breath when my hand closed around his shaft and his body jerked forward. His mind had been so intent on teasing me, he hadn’t been aware that I had him naked. His head snapped up, his eyes met mine and a grin played on the corners of his mouth.

“Impatient, are we?” His voice came out husky and deep.

Leaning forward, I licked his bottom lip and watched as his eyes dilated to black at the contact.

“F*ck me.”

A moment later, I was against a steel cabinet with his arm hooked under my leg as the other supported my weight. He hunkered down, held his cock in his hand and immediately thrust in—hard. My breath rushed out, my eyes widened as he settled himself in deep.

The length of him made this position so favourable. To watch him thrust in long slow movements—at how far he could go back because of his long shaft—left my inner walls clenching around him. His strength while he carried most of my weight against his arm only made the heat in me build further.

My moans grew louder as his thrusts began to draw in deeper. Harder. Faster. His free hand came around to the back of my ass and he used the grip to come at me with more strength. The move multiplied the sensations and I immediately shrieked and put my hands around his face. Our gazes locked on one another. He began grunting and I moaned against each movement as his length created heaven inside my body.

He brought my thigh up higher, shifted it on his arm to open my legs wider for him as he angled down to push himself in deeper. My hands fell to rest on his shoulders where I dug my nails into his skin.

I urged him on, demanded that he go faster without words.

My orgasm built, my body tightened and my breath panted out as the sensations grew within me.

“Ooo…f*ck…I’m going to come,” I managed.

“F*cking right you are.” Chase grunted as he pushed my body harder against the steel cabinet.

He braced himself, angled my hips more and thrust like a mad man.

My eyes involuntarily closed, head fell onto his shoulder as my orgasm took hold and trembled through my body. With no control over myself, the leg I was using for support gave way and I nearly tumbled to the floor.

Chase quickly grabbed my other leg, hooked it under his arm and stepped back. His hands cupped my ass as he delivered long, hard, deep thrusts. Over and over again, while my release continued to take on the definition of a never-ending orgasm.

My p-ssy clamped around him, clenched in a perfect rhythm of release as he continued to create a pace that was simply spectacular. Long fluid movements while he held me in his strong arms.

Without removing himself from my body, he dropped the other leg back to the ground, raised my leg so my calf rested against his shoulder and spread his legs wider to support himself. The move brought him even deeper and the feeling came as a shock of pleasure. His lips returned to mine, his breath warm against my face as he continued with deep thrusts.

I ran my hands through his hair, staring into the face of the man I loved, despite the fact we were different. Beyond the fact that he knew my heart belonged to another. We were in this together.

No matter how flawed this situation was, he was mine as I was his.

“I love you,” I whispered in a gasp.

His eyes softened from the possessive state they were in and he smiled sweetly.

“You damn well better if I have to share you.” Then, he drew back in harder.

His body was wicked against mine as my leg stretched to give him further access.

The possessiveness on his face returned as he moved his hands to my hips to grip them.

His face hardened as his thrusts began to build in pace. The moves of his body were forceful to stir his pleasure.

My pleasure was renewed. Little flickers of sensations began to swipe across me in heat waves. I linked my hands behind his neck as he drew his face closer to mine. His eyes stayed focused on mine as his brows drew together, more strained with each rough thrust.

His attentions had the desired effect. The rough embrace forced pressure to build inside my body, yet again. As his cock hardened further, the width and hardness brought an orgasm to the surface.

Our eye contact never broke as we both succumbed to our own releases. He shuddered, his forehead resting on mine as I moaned out in complete satisfaction.

After his trembling stopped, he raised his head and a sexy smile spread across his lips. My smile came immediately after. Yup, a good f*ck was the perfect way to ease the tension of the past few hours.

He leaned in and kissed my lips softly. “I love you, too, by the way.”

I laughed quietly and unlaced my fingers from around his neck as he began to back away. I ran a thumb across his lips. “I know you do.”

Right then, a gasp filled the room, loud and shaky.

I snapped my head toward it, a guy in his early twenties stood with a large jug of what appeared to be soap in his hand, dripping all over the floor. His soft young brown eyes wide, his chubby cheeks flushed and his mouth in a perfect O as the soap dripped down onto the floor. Judging, by how much soap layered the floor, he’d been there a while and it hadn’t occurred to me at the time, we might not have been alone in the room we entered. “Oh f*ck,” I grumbled.

Chase laughed, withdrew from my body and lowered my leg. “Ahh…” he stumbled.

His awkwardness wasn’t warranted, I had this. Leaving Chase where he stood, and bare-assed, I approached the kid, naked from the waist down. When I drew close, he still hadn’t moved an inch. I snapped my fingers in front of his face. He blinked, blank-faced and looked at me. “You saw none of that. You spilled soap on the floor. Go get a bucket and clean it up and next time be more careful.”

The guy looked to floor and saw the mess. “Shit, I can’t believe I did that. Sorry, I’ll clean it up right away.” Then, he scooted to the back of the room where a steel sink was located.

I spun on my heel to find Chase holding my panties and slacks in his hand. A look of shock filled his face. “So, Kellen isn’t the only one who can do that. Care to explain that?”

“It’s just something I can do,” I replied with a shrug. Taking my clothes from his hand, I quickly got dressed. When I looked up, he didn’t look settled.

“Not getting off that easy.” He gave me a firm look. “What the hell was that?”

Okay, so I’ve never really shown him what I could do as a vampire. He knew the basics. I didn’t like the sun and garlic didn’t really kill me—only a sword to the neck could do that—and I needed to drink blood to survive. But this was one thing I kept from him. I thought it might scare him if he knew that I had the ability to warp his mind. “It’s just a talent vampires have. We can alter…um…mortals’

minds.”

“Anytime?” His face became a mask of disbelief. “You can just walk up to a person, say anything, and they will obey you?”

I nodded with a slight grin on my face. It amused me to see him at a loss.

“I thought when Kellen did that maybe it was just something he could do.” As he finished, his expression shifted to a rebuked look. “You had better not ever attempted that with me.”

“Of course I haven’t.” I leaned up to kiss his lips, which were very firm. Backing away from him, I turned, headed toward the door and whispered under my breath,

“Maybe once.”

“Hadley,” Chase called out behind. “What was that you said?” When I ignored him, he grabbed my arm. I turned back to him to find his expression serious. “What was that?”

I giggled. “Go, on…Mike’s waiting for you. You don’t want to make him suspicious.” His eyes narrowed, but I continued anyway. “I love you.” I leaned up to kiss his lips, but only firmness met me. No soft kiss in return.

“If I find out you’ve warped my mind…” His voice held a serious threat. “I will punish you for it.”

“Ooo…punish me.” I winked. “I might like that.”

His resolve wavered, the corners of his mouth ever so slightly curved up. “I’m not going to forget this conversation.”

“I wouldn’t think you would.” There was so much to discuss, including how he truly felt about it all, but now just wasn’t the time. And the intense look in his eyes said his thoughts lingered along the same lines that mine were. His mouth parted obviously to say more on the matter. I put my finger over his lips. “Later.”

He closed his mouth, his lips firmed into a tight line, and he sighed. “You’re right.”

He leaned forward and opened the door. “We’ll talk later.”

We would have the talk. The one I had long avoided. I wasn’t quite sure if I’d be able to explain it all to him. Nor was I sure I knew the answers myself. How was this going to work between the three of us? All I did know was that I had just about everything in this moment that I ever wanted.

I had Chase. I had Kellen. What else could a girl want or need?