“Tonight. Don’t wait up for me. It will probably be late. I’ll crawl into bed next to you when I get back though,” he promises.“I will tell the maids and Margot to keep you company, so you don’t have to be alone. If you need anything, let them know, and someone will call me.”
“Okay.”
“But… I will warn you, your virgin pussy is mine, your body is mine, your fucking soul is mine. You’re a gift, and I’m going to cherish you like one. If you try and run away, I’ll drag you back here, and then I’ll fuck you until you beg me to stop. When I say you’re mine, you’remine.” I shiver at the deepness and meaning of his words.
I am his, a gift, and he’s going to cherish me like one…I know this is my insecurities and need for affection talking, but I want that so bad. I want to be his. I want someone to cherish me, to keep me and take care of me. Above all, I just want someone to want me.
All my life, I’ve been unwanted. I’ve been pushed away and abandoned—more times than I can count—by people who were supposed to care for me.
Then Miles comes along. A man who barely knows me and wants me to be his in every way. I can’t be sure, but I might be falling for the one person I shouldn’t be. The person I should be trying to escape from.
7
MILES
All I’ve been able to think about for the last two fucking days is the smell of Rose’s cunt and the way she clenched around my finger when she fell apart. Two days, I’ve barely been able to stay away, but I knew I had to because if I didn’t, I would have fucked her for sure, and I know she isn’t ready for that.
Leaving her at the mansion with Margot and two of my housekeepers was hard as hell. Every morning, I would leave early, taking care of some business deals and checking out locations for a new club. By the time I would come home, she was already asleep in my bed. I did hold her every night, but that’s all I did.
Today, I finally gave in. I couldn’t stay away from her any longer, so I decided at the last minute to take her with me.
It’s Friday night, and we are at the strip club. Once a week, we host a special gambling event that people expect me to attend, so I didn’t have a choice in coming.
It’s something I usually look forward to, drinking, pussy, and lots of money passing between my fingers, but not this time. I don’t like being here, I would have rather stayed home.
Now that we are here, it is clearer than ever that she doesn’t belong in this place. So fucking innocent and perfect. Tiny. I doubt she’ll be able to take all my cock when the time for me to fuck her comes. I’ll have to take her with ease. Being close to her, holding her in my arms. It’s all driving me to the edge of insanity.
Jealousy burns through me, even as she sits on my lap. She’s wearing some of the clothes I had one of my men’s wives pick out for her. Nothing sexy, just a T-shirt and a pair of shorts that cover her pretty pussy, keeping it hidden from everybody.
All that’s showing are her smooth legs, but that’s enough skin for the fuckers that show their face in my strip club. Anyone with eyes and a cock is going to be interested in seeing what else she’s hiding under her clothes, and I hate knowing that. I should have bought her baggy sweaters and sweatpants.
“Why do you look like you want to snap everyone’s neck?” Nick snickers before he takes a long pull from the beer bottle in his hand. If I was smart, I’d be drinking too, at least to dull the burning rage pulsing through me.
“Shut up,” I grunt. Rose flinches in my arms at the gruffness of my voice, and I tighten my hold on her hip, holding her closer to my chest.Mine.Like a wolf, I bury my nose in the side of her throat, inhaling her sweet scent. Her pulse thunders just below her skin, letting me know she’s still afraid.
“You have nothing to be scared of. No one in this room will touch you, not unless they want to die,” I whisper near the shell of her ear. Her body stiffens, and it angers me that she still doesn’t get it. She needs to put her fear aside and trust that I will protect her, always.
The group of guys that are centered in the room are playing a game of blackjack, their yells race across my skin, tiny red ants, pissing me right the fuck off. I’m short-fused tonight, and I know the exact reason why.
“Here, drink this.” Nick shoves a beer into my hand.
I stare down at the bottle of beer, half tempted to toss it against the nearest wall. What the hell is this going to do for me?
“Little one, do you want anything?” He gestures to Rose, and I bite the inside of my cheek, forcing myself not to flip on my best friend.
“I’m going to give you two seconds to turn around and walk away,” I growl, prepared to fight for what’s mine. Nick’s smart though, instead of saying anything, he smiles and turns around, walking back to where he was standing before.
After a few minutes, the tension in my muscles seeps away, and I lean down, speaking directly into Rose’s ear.
“Would you like anything to eat or drink, sweetness?”
“Just a water, please,” she mumbles, looking down into her lap like it has the answers to all the world’s problems.
Without even looking away from her, I yell to Katerina the waitress serving drinks tonight, “I need a bottle of water.” In seconds, a cold bottle of water is placed in my hands, and I twist off the cap before handing it to Rose. She takes it into her dainty hands, wrapping her lips around the top to take a drink.
As she does this, the only thing I can think about is putting her on her knees and my cock slipping between those lips.Fuck.I need to get laid, but the only one I want to fuck is the beauty in my arms. Taking a greedy gulp, she hands the bottle back to me and wipes at her lips with the back of her hand.
I can feel my cock hardening in my jeans, and when Rose looks up at me with a mixture of excitement and fear in her eyes, I know she feels it too.
