Page 38 of Zade (Den of Sin)

He nods, “I’m sorry in advance. She showed up and I thought you could use the release.”

I turned around on my bar stool and saw who he was referring to.

“Jesus, Sin.”

The last person I want to see is Jessica. She was my submissive for three months until she wanted more, so much more. Wedding ring more. Walking over with a smile on her face she runs her fingernails down my chest, “Sir, I’ve missed you.”

I close my eyes in exasperation, this is not what I need, when I open them I see what I need even less.

Green eyes filled with rage stare at me, I swear I see a path of fire beneath her feet as she stalks over to me. She grabs Jessica’s arm, “Take your hands off what’s mine.”

Jessica whimpers when Amira bends her arm back, “If I see your hands on him again, I will not stop until your arm is broken. Got it?”

Amira’s voice is calm, and I have no idea why the fuck this is so hot. Occasionally, the women I’m with get jealous but I’ve never seen one act like this. Like I’m their property. Because I never have been. They’ve always known what we are. Amira and I are not together yet she seems to have decided she owns me. There’s something very wrong with me that I fucking like it.

“Yes!” Jessica screams as her brown eyes bulge with fear. She trembles as Amira threatens to break her arm. Bending to the side, she attempts to lessen the pain, tears streaming down her cheeks, as she whimpers, “I’m sorry.”

Amira lets go of her and stands staring at me with a furious expression. I should probably be concerned with this behavior but I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life. My dick is weeping for this crazy woman.

“Listen-” I begin to say but Sin interrupts me, “Take this to a room. I don’t need this domestic shit out in the open in my club.”

Amira takes my hand and I rise off my barstool and follow her to wherever she’s planning to go. I will say, that I’m not used to a woman acting like this with me, I’m the Dom after all. We walk together up the stairs, she’s completely silent and still pissed as fuck, once we get to a room she opens the door and follows behind me, closing us into a soundproof room.

“Did you think I’d allow you to fuck her?”

I shake my head, “I was not going to-”

She is perfectly calm but I know there’s a storm raging inside her.

“Am I allowed to come here and fuck other men now?”

I narrow my eyes at her, “No you’re not and that won’t fucking change.”

Amira tilts her head to the side, “Good. Then we agree. Neither of us are allowed to come here and fuck. For the record, you also aren’t allowed to fuck a woman anywhere else either.”

I shouldn’t touch her, it’s a slippery fucking slope, but I can’t stop myself. I run my thumb down the side of her cheek, “You’re a little crazy. Do you know that?”

Her lashes flutter as she raises her gaze to mine, “You make me that way, Zade. I saw that beautiful woman, that long dark hair, tall, long legs, a perfect body, everything I’m not. Is that why you don’t want me?”

This woman is fucking unhinged for me, with this beautiful vulnerability peeking through, she’s stunning but it’s as if she doesn’t see how gorgeous she is. I grab her face in both of my hands, “That woman has nothing on you. Fucking nothing. I want you so badly it’s killing me, Amira. But I can’t go there. The night I fucked you was a horrible mistake but not because I didn’t want it. Fucking you was beyond my wildest imagination. If we made a go of this, it would end badly, and I’d lose you. Please understand me, I can’t risk that. I can’t fucking lose you.”

She pushes me onto the bed and straddles my lap, “Amira,” I say in warning.

“I’ll wait as long as it takes for you to realize that you won’t lose me.”

Running her hands up the nape of my neck, she digs her nails into the back of my scalp, “In the meantime, you’ll keep your dick in your pants unless it’s in your hand while you’re thinking of me.”

Amira runs her tongue up the side of my neck until she reaches my ear, “I will never stop fighting for you. Fighting for us. When you’re ready to stop lying to both of us, I’ll be there. I don’t want to fight another woman for you but I will. You’re mine, Daddy. All fucking mine. If you want to prevent yourself from having to represent me in a murder trial I suggest you listen very clearly to me. I’ll cut a bitch.”

ChapterTwenty-Three

AMIRA

“Are you ready to go?”

He smirks at me, “I didn’t come here to fuck anyone. I didn’t know she’d be here when Sin asked me to stop by.”

I lean forward, bite his bottom lip, and pull on it slowly, causing him to groan.

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