Cyclone of Chaos by E.C. Land (best non fiction books of all time TXT) 📗

even if I was fuckin’ another bitch it was always her in my head.

Fuck I hate to even admit it to myself. My heart has and always will belong to her. Doesn’t matter if it’s dead or not, it’s hers.

Chapter Ten

Emery

I’ve become the type of person I used to hate. Jealousy is not something I do well with. I’ll admit I never have.

I was relieved when he said the baby wasn’t his. Yes, I wanted to know about why he had the child in the first place, but it could have been a simple thing like the baby was one of the other guy’s.

When he said he’d fucked plenty of other women I saw red. I didn’t mean to and I sure as hell didn’t think before reacting. All I know is I’d been consumed by raging jealousy and anger. One minute I’m standing there shocked then the next I’m across the room slapping him across the face.

Volatile emotions run through me as Samuel grabs my arm when I move to slap him again. Instead I pound my fists against his chest as tears flood my eyes. “I thought I was doing what was best. If you’d died, I wouldn’t have survived,” I kept screaming over and over again.

“Emery stop it,” he says in a hard yet firm tone, pulling me flush against his chest.

“I didn’t want you to die,” my cries became muffled by his shirt.

“Angel look at me,” he commands.

Glancing up to meet his gaze, neither of us say a word as his mouth descends and captures my own. When his tongue plunges into my mouth I lift my arms up to wrap around his neck. One of Samuel’s hands grips my hair as the other one moves to squeeze my ass.

Before I know it, I’m falling backward onto the mattress and my clothes are being ripped from my body. Samuel’s mouth only leaves mine when he kisses his way down my jaw to my breasts. My back arches as he takes one of my nipples in his mouth. I swear I could come here and now from his mouth alone.

I guess that’s what happens when you haven’t had sex in years. The last man to touch me was the very man biting my nipple.

“Samuel,” I moan his name as I run my fingers through his hair.

Grunting he switches to my other one giving it the same treatment. With a nip Samuel moves further down my body placing kisses as he goes. As he makes it closer to my core, I lean up on my elbows to stare down at him. His gaze meets mine at the same time he swipes his tongue through my slit.

When he does it again to my embarrassment, I collapse back on the bed and come screaming his name. Samuel must have approved with the way he latches onto my clit. The press of his finger sliding inside my pussy keeps the stars behind my lids from going anywhere.

By the time Samuel draws back, my body feels as if it was floating. I don’t know how many times he’d made me come but I knew I couldn’t move even if I tried.

Staring up at him I watch as he pulled his shirt over his head and unfastens his jeans. As he slides them down his dick springs free of its confines and holy shit is that . . . Damn he’d gotten a magic cross piercing.

Leaning over me he slides the head of his dick through my juices before lining himself up and sinking halfway.

I cry out from the pleasure pain his intrusion causes.

“Fuck Angel, you’re tight,” he grinds out through clenched teeth as he pulls back and slides in slower this time.

“That’s because I haven’t been with anyone else,” I murmur.

Stilling inside me he meets my gaze and his eyes seem to be trying to decipher if I was lying or not. But the body doesn’t lie. Even if it did, I wouldn’t have any reason to.

“You tellin’ me the last time you’ve been with someone was ten years ago?” he asks, pulling his dick from inside me.

“Yes.” I barely get my response out before he slams back into my pussy filling me to the hilt.

No other words are exchanged between us as Samuel’s thrusts become forceful. When I feel myself begin to peak again, I sink my nails into his back and scream his name. Stars fill my vision.

Samuel joins me as he growls my own name. Leaning forward, he presses his forehead against my own. “Damn I’m not letting you fuckin’ go again. This pussy belongs to me.”

If not for the furious tone in his voice I’d have rolled my eyes. The man doesn’t realize it always has belonged to him.

“What was this price you were talking about earlier?” I ask, changing the subject.

“This right here is gonna be the price you pay,” he says as he grinds into me. “I get you whenever the fuck I want. I want you at the clubhouse, that’s where you’ll be ready and willing. I want you at home same damn thing. But don’t think because I’m fuckin’ you that this shit means anything.” Pulling out Samuel quickly flips me over onto my stomach and my knees.

Before I can say a word, he slams into me and takes me again. This time, I clench my eyes closed as I give him what he needs.

Total control.

Of me.

Of my body.

I’d give him control of everything else if it meant making him happy. If this is the price I must pay, so be it. I just want my husband back. Even if it comes in the shape of Scorch. They're one and the same and I’ll have to accept them together as a whole.

You can’t be two people at one time. It’s either one or the other and I’d never make him choose.

Same as I’d never take his son from him.

Reaching an arm around my body, he finds my clit and