Page 22 of Black Mark's Heart

"Jasper," I warned.

"Shh." Jasper put a finger to my mouth then dragged it down to my dripping sex. "You know the rules, Mora. This is mine right now."

I bit my lip and watched, pleasure still cycling through me. Truthfully, if Jasper invited Zander to join us right now, I probably wouldn't say no. I was too worked up.

Zander blinked at him. "Are you serious?"

Jasper nodded, watching Zander step forward tentatively. "Be sure, Zander. If you find you like it, you'll have a hard time finding someone to sate blood lust for you."

"She lives with me," Zander challenged.

"She belongs to me again," Jasper smiled wickedly and slapped my clit. I moaned, opening my thighs wider for him.

"She's pregnant. You can't be playing rough with her like this." Zander was torn between anger and intrigue.

Jasper's hand covered my womb. "She knows she's safe with me, Zander. I've never once hurt her beyond her liking." He slapped my clit again and I cried out. "We've had years of getting to know what each other can take, so I am the perfect man to be taking care of her needs while she's in this delicate state."

"No, you're just the substitute," Zander growled angrily.

Jasper raised an eyebrow. "I didn't cause this, Zander. Your anger is misplaced if you think it's my fault Mora needed to subjugate herself to me to find release from her heartache."

Zander looked between us for a moment and then stormed out, shutting the door behind him.

Jasper looked at me. "Where were we?" Jasper directed me to roll over.

"Why did you stir him up?" I asked, rolling onto my hands and knees for him.

"Because he hated me for being in your bed," Jasper explained. "Despite knowing we have history, he still thinks you belong to your husband. I needed to remind him why it's me in this bed, or he would have taken a swing at me."

I looked over my shoulder at Jasper, surprised. "You think he would have hit you for sleeping with me?"

"I know he would have." Jasper slapped my butt hard, and I bit my lip to prevent from crying out. "He's still angry for you," Jasper explained before he slapped my ass again.

"I saw him the night of the wedding. Alex and Zander drove to my place in case you came to me. They were both worried sick and angry as hell at Darius for hurting you so badly. I came back with them to help look for you." Jasper pushed two fingers inside of me. I gasped and moaned.

"I was worried about you, Mora. I've been worried about you for months, even after Alex told me you were safe, or when I saw you in concert a month ago. I worried because I know you, Mora, and I knew you were hurting and needed to let that out eventually."

I gripped the bed in my hands and hung my head as I rose quickly to orgasm again. Jasper withdrew his fingers and slapped me again. I grunted, my eyes rolling in my head. Jasper knelt between my thighs and slid into me. He took hold of my hips and thrust into me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged my head back, the sharp sting of his hand slapping my flesh forcing me to cry out again. My body coiled tight and I whimpered before I opened my mouth and found my release silently. Jasper grunted with how tight my snatch held him. He shoved harder, waiting me out again, and once my body relaxed, he grabbed both my hips and groaned his own release.

We fell to the bed, panting. Jasper's arm encircled my body and his hand caressed my abdomen. "You should have called me sooner and told me about the baby, as I would have taken you in, Mora," Jasper admitted.

I shook my head. "That wouldn't be fair to you."

Jasper kissed my shoulder. "I would have told you to sign those papers and let everyone think the baby was mine."

I sobbed, trying to hold my tears in. "I couldn't do that, Jasper."

Jasper rubbed over my baby bump. "He will find out, Mora, and when he does, he's going to come after your child. It's too late now, too many know, but had you let them think it was mine, I would have protected you."

"I still love him," I confessed. "I hate him desperately, because I can't stop loving him."

Jasper held me tighter as my body shook with the need to cry beneath him. "Let it out, Mora," Jasper encouraged. He kissed over my neck. "You can't hate and love a man, so let the hate out, Mora, lash out and release it for good." He pulled back and rolled me to face him.

"Hate me, Mora. Hate me like you hate him. Every time you see your child, you will remember him. You need to remember how much you love him, not the pain. Give your hate to me, so you only have love left for the child."

I sobbed with the pain in my chest. I felt so betrayed by Darius. He broke every promise and he chose money over me but, before he did it all, he left a bit of him inside me. I could never be rid of him now. Every time I looked at my child I would remember him, just like my mother always remembered Marshall when she looked at me.

I cried out and slapped Jasper across the face. I threw myself at him to try and hit him like I wish I could Darius for making me just like her. I didn't want to be my mother, so I released my hate for her at the same time. It wasn't Darius I needed to let out. It was Eliza Ellis and the hate she'd always looked at me with.

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