Arranged love

“Walking away from you all those years ago. Believing you when you said you were no one.” He lets go of my face and runs one hand through my hair. “Leaving you in California. And walking away from you when Luca told me to stay away.”

My hands come up and grip his tatted forearms. “Dillan…”

“I didn’t tell you about that video because I didn’t want you to know it existed. Then when Matteo sent it to you, all I could think of was ways to save you.”

“You have.” I can’t deny that he’s done more for me than anyone else ever has. “But you have to expect something.”

His eyes drop to my lips before he runs his thumb over my bottom one. I can feel my heart pounding, and my breathing picks up as I wait for his answer. “I can’t lie to you,” he says, making my heart stop. “I do want something.”

I swallow. I can’t pay him back. My family has money, but I don’t personally. I have no home. No car. Hell, I wouldn’t even have a cell phone if it wasn’t for him. “What is it?” I whisper, afraid of what he’ll say.

“You,” he answers, and I feel tears sting my eyes. “All I want is you.” He steps into me, pressing his hips into mine. “Give me the chance to do what I should have done eight years ago.”

“What was that?”

“The chance to show you that you are someone.”

Before I can say anything, he lowers his lips to mine. I don’t hesitate. I wrap my arms around his neck and allow him to kiss me. His fingers dig into my thighs, and he picks me up off my feet. I wrap my legs around him, and he walks me backward before I feel him laying me down on the bed.

He pulls away long enough to remove my shirt, and then his lips are back on mine. I’m trying to shove my shorts down my legs when he pulls away once again to do it himself, making sure to take my underwear with them.

Then I’m yanking his shirt over his head and undoing his jeans. I can’t get him naked fast enough. The need to have him inside me is too great. Which is crazy, considering I wanted to knock his head off just seconds ago. I’ve never experienced emotions like this before.

I’m already wet, and a quick look tells me he’s hard. He takes his dick in his hand and pushes it into me. I arch my back, gasping at the feel of him stretching me wide to accommodate his size.

“Fuck, Mia.” He groans in my ear, and it makes my breath hitch.

“Dillan.” I’m gasping his name as my fingers dig into his muscular back.

Pulling away, he sits up, placing his arms under my knees and spreading my legs wider.

I grip my hair, crying out as he slams into me while he watches his cock slide in and out of my soaked pussy. My heavy eyes watch him bite his bottom lip, and his breathing picks up. Reaching out, I place my hands on his hard chest, enjoying the show. I could never get enough of him.

I went all my life thinking I’d die alone. But Dillan has taught me what it feels like to be wanted, and I could never go back. And that’s what scares me. He’s already walked away from me before, so what’s keeping him from doing it again?

A sensation starts to build, and my eyes fall closed.

“Look at me, Mia,” he orders roughly. The sound of his body slapping against mine fills the large room.

Opening my heavy eyes, I see him hovering over me. “I want you to watch me while you come.”

My lips are parted, and I’m panting. His eyes drop from mine before running down my body. He licks his lips, and I dig my hands into the sheets on either side of my body as he holds my legs wide open for him.

I’m screaming his name while the heat licks over my skin, burning me alive. In the back of my mind, I realize that everyone in the suite can hear me, but I just can’t care enough to be quiet.

I’m shaking uncontrollably when he smiles, looking between my legs. “I’ll never get enough of seeing you come all over my cock.”

I whimper.

He leans down, pressing his lips to mine while his hips pick up. He fucks me until he’s stiffening, coming inside me. I close my eyes, unable to hold them open any longer.

BONES

SHE LIES NEXT to me with her eyes closed, sound asleep. I cleaned her up after we were done, and she didn’t even move. The poor thing is still exhausted.

I get up out of bed, grab my cell out of my jeans pocket, and pull up a number, sending a quick text. Once done, I get dressed and exit the room, closing the door behind me.

Titan is on his phone sitting on the couch, Cross and Grave are both standing in the kitchen, and Tristan is over at the floor-to-ceiling windows. I walk over to him. “Thanks again for the help today.”

He nods. “You know I’ll help you however I can.” His eyes go to the closed master suite door and then back to me. “She has to go back to Vegas.”

“I know.”

“Do you have men you can put on her? She’s going to need around-the-clock detail. Until we know who else is involved, we can’t risk her safety.”

“The only person I trust who isn’t here is Luca, and he’s in no condition to protect her.” I sigh heavily. Nite is another option, but he’ll already be in France. He’s got the tracker, and he’s staying there with it until we arrive. We couldn’t just send a tracker and drop it off. It needs some sort of movement.

“I’ll call Avery,” he says, pulling his cell out of his slacks.

“Isn’t he in Canada?” I ask. Avery is his older brother. I’m not as close with him as I am Tristan, though.

Tristan nods. “But you can trust him.”

“I know where they are.”

Tristan and I both turn around to see a sleepy-looking Mia standing outside the bedroom door, fully dressed once again.

“Who?” Grave asks, shoving a piece of pie into his mouth that he ordered from room service.

“My brother and Richard. I know where they are.”

“Where?” Tristan beats me to it.

“When we arrived in New York, they took me to my father’s warehouse. That’s where they kept me until the auction. They’re staying there.”

“Did you see your father?” I ask, and she shakes her head.

I look over at Tristan, and he shrugs. “Might be our best bet,” he states, understanding my silent question.

Running a hand through my hair, I sigh. “Text Nite. Tell him to drop the tracker and come right back,” I order Titan, and he nods.

“But I thought we needed him to stay there with it,” Grave argues.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“That was when we wanted them to come to us. If we can get to them before they leave New York, then there is no reason for him to be there. He needs to be here with Mia while we go after her brother and Richard.”