Page 24 of Shattered Wings

“But I’m not…not on birth control.” My cock gets even harder at that statement.

“Like I said, I’m going to fill you up with my come, Ellie. You’ll be pregnant with my baby soon enough.” Her pupils are blown wide and goosebumps cover her arms and legs.

“Let me ride you then. Let me sit on your cock while you fill me up.” Oh damn! The look in her eyes has my balls ready to explode. With a quickness, I flip us over, so she’s on top. I’m still fully seated inside her. Ellie leans down and covers my lips with hers. This kiss is all teeth and tongue. She’s claiming me as hers. Her kiss consumes me. All I can taste and feel is Ellie. Nails dig into my chest as she bounces her ass up and down on my cock, milking me for all I have.

Grabbing her breasts, I give them a squeeze. Then I pull and twist her nipples until her pace slows. “No, you don’t. You better not fucking slow down.”

“I’m so close, Lach.”

“Then don’t slow down. Speed the fuck up. Milk my cock, baby.” She picks up her pace, grinding her clit on my pelvis, but I grab onto her hips to help her out. Thrusting as deeply and forcefully as I can, her clit makes contact with my pelvis with each movement. Gritting my teeth, I press my thumb on her swollen bundle of nerves. She’s going to come one more time before I do.

“Fuck me, Lach. Just like that. You always knew just what my body needed,” she says as a guttural moan leaves her throat. Circling her clit with my thumb, she gyrates her hips in time to my movements. Her walls clench and ripple around my cock. She’s about to come. This time we’re going to do it together.

I pound into her from below. My balls tightening and spine tingling. This time I will not stop it. “Come with me, Ellie. FUUUCCCKKKK. You better fucking come with me.”

“I’m coming, I’m coming, fuck, Lach!” Her whole body spasms on my command. She squirts all over me. My body is soaked, and she soaked the bedding beneath me. With one last thrust, I fill her up. My body shivers and I groan as rope after rope of come coats her walls.

“Holy Shit. I’ve never…that’s never..”

Laughing, I tell her, “I’ve never come like that before either.” Ellie lays down on my chest. And I encircle her, pressing her against me, kissing her forehead. I never want to let her go. I want to clean her up, but I don’t want this moment to end. Turning our bodies sideways, I reach for a blanket at the end of the bed. Pulling it up over both of us. Ellie falls asleep before me. And I’m not far behind. My eyes drift closed and all I can think is that I’ve never been this happy in my entire life. My heart finally feels whole again.

Ben

They make me fucking sick. Seeing what they just did has my stomach turning. How could she fuck him after fucking me? She will be mine. I won’t stop until I make that happen. The things you’ll do to spy on the woman you love. Now I’m just pissed off. Just like Jaxon, Lachlan has to die, too. It wasn’t me who took Jaxon out, but I’m happy that he’s out of the picture. Took long enough, if I’m being honest.

Once I get this thumb drive to Illiana, I bet things will change. There’s no doubt in my mind that she’ll hate Jaxon even more. I’ll relish it. Not her pain, though. I don’t want to see her in pain. But I need to have her devastatingly broken so I can put her back together. Fucking women! Let’s hope she doesn’t try to kill herself again.

Pulling this beater of a car out of the parking spot near Lachlan’s condo, I head toward my house. I’ll need to hide this car in the garage. If people see it, they could ask questions, questions I don’t need being asked. I bought it right before I started following Illiana. I needed something inconspicuous. This does the trick.

It takes me no time to get home. Before I know it, I’m pulling into the garage. Closing the garage door, I hop out of the car. Something feels off. I don’t know exactly what it is, but something seems wrong. Just as I’m about to get back in the car, a black hood is placed over my head. I’ve been interrogated before, so this isn’t a big deal, but... someone has pulled the damn string tight as fuck.

“Who are you? What the fuck do you want?” All they do is laugh. Wait they? There’s more than one of them. It’s two or perhaps three people. Is that a feminine voice I hear?

“You’ll know in due time.” The voices that speak sounds almost robotic. Guess they are using a voice changer.

“You deserve whatever it is you get tonight, Ben.” Another voice comes out. It’s a little high pitched. Has that feminine sound to it. It’s still robotic, so it’s hard to tell.

“You’re going to get into the damn van and not make a sound. If you scream, your ending will be painful as fuck. Don’t test me on this, Ben. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to screw up.” Well, this voice sounds really pissed off.

“I’ll be quiet. You have my word.” The first chance I have to escape, I’ll be gone. Someone tugs my hands behind my back and places cuffs around my wrists. What the fuck is going on here? And who are these people?

I’m jerked backward as the sound of the garage door opening fills the air. The humid night air instantly makes my skin heat and sweat beads on my forehead. Tires crunch in front of me and then I hear a door opening. I’m thrown into what I think is a trunk. Who are these dumb fucks? They won’t get away with this.

I’m in the trunk for what feels like the longest time. It’s hot as fuck. My clothes become saturated with sweat. I feel disgusting. Eventually, we come to a stop. Three doors open and close before the trunk is opened. One of them drags me, feet crunching on gravel. A door opens and I’m pushed inside. The contrast between the cool air inside and the humid air is drastic. Matter of fact, it’s freezing cold in here.

I could fight right now, I know that. But there’s no reason for me to waste my energy. I’ll get away from these people no matter what. I’m smarter than them, after all.

“To the table,” one of them yells. What table? What the hell are they talking about? I’m shoved up against what feels like a metal wall. They fasten my ankles and then take off the handcuffs. Reaching out, trying to grab onto something, my wrists are forcefully grabbed and pushed to my sides before being attached to the metal.

“What the hell do you want?”

“In due time. Just be patient Benjamin.” No one has called me that since I was a kid. Who are these people? The metal is flipped backwards and the next thing I know, I’m lying on my back. They rip the hood off my head. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust under the fluorescent light. When I look in front of me, I’m shocked at who I see standing there.

“Silly boy, if you could see the look on your face right now. We might have fucked Bennie Boo, but I was playing you. I was never on your side. I just wanted the information you had. Thanks for that, by the way. You’re a real gem. Some things never change.” This fucking bitch.

“Get the scissors. Let’s cut these clothes off of him.”

“Why do you need to cut my clothes off?”

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