15 Paranormal Romance Collection Boxset- Billionaire Bad Boy (8 page)

“Have you seen Bethany?”

“No, Mrs. Castine. I think she said she was at Finnigan’s.”

“She left?”

“Yeah. I think she just needed a little time. I am sure she will be back in a bit.” Callie turned back to Jesse. Eric had turned to her, overhearing the conversation.

“She’s at Finnigan’s bar, down by the docks?”

Callie shrugged and kissed Jesse. She had never felt so alive before and Callie was lucky that she remembered her own name after what had happened in the upstairs room. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked up at Eric. “What?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, chill out. What is the big deal?”

Eric and Jesse looked at each other and Jess pushed the blonde away from him. “Sorry babe. I got to go. See you around.”

Eric couldn’t believe that his first day with a sister, he was already having to go save her. It was of course, his fault, but he was not given time to talk to her about anything. He had been more worried about the moisture content of her under garments. Eric had been told that the Jeffers clan was in the area, a few of their bikes had been seen at Finnigan’s. Eric had been debating if they should go down there after the reception, but it seemed that his enemy had beaten him to the punch.

The two had met in college of all places, but as Eric had finished after the accident, Rex had not. Rex’s best friend was killed in a motorcycle crash from a race that went wrong. Everyone blamed his brother Greg for the way he was driving and the amount of liquor he had consumed, but Rex always blamed Eric for not stopping it. Eric had been on the other side of campus and knew nothing about it, but he had promised Rex that he would watch over him while he was gone for the weekend. He had failed and since then, it was back and forth between the two. Eric knew that if Rex knew who she was, he would find a way to get at him, through her.

The old friends had parted ways and while both ended up in gangs, Eric was the one that had tried to end it the year before. He had gotten over and accepted what had happened, but Rex would never be able to let it go. Eric felt fear for the first time in a long time, but it wasn’t for himself, but for his new sister. He knew he would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to her.

***

Bethany was no worse for wear, oblivious to it all. He had taken her to an old house set away from the road. It was a bit worn down and certainly unlike anything she had experienced before, but the liquor and the smoke in the air, seemed to calm her down.

Rex was very attentive, but he seemed to ask a lot of questions about Eric. If she had been more sober, there would have been alarm bells going off in her head, but instead she just answered what she could. Rex knew more about Eric than she did and after that was apparent, he told her a little bit about them. “We used to be friends and then he betrayed me. My brother died because of him.”

Beth put her arm around him, trying to comfort the older man. He was having a break down she thought and she started to sober up as she looked around for someone else to be paying attention to him, one of his friends. But they all were involved in other things. When Rex pulled her down for a kiss, she was helpless to refuse. Her body was primed for action and before she knew it, Bethany was straddling the man underneath her on the couch. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as their tongues danced in each other’s mouths.

There was a disturbance in the yard and she pulled away to look up. Bethany was shocked to see Eric coming towards her and he had a look on his face that made her fear her step brother once again. “Beth come on. This was low, even for you Rex.”

Hands pulled her off of the man and the two men were in each other’s faces like they were going to fight. “What is wrong with you Eric?”

“Beth, shut up and walk out of this house now. I will get to you later.” He pushed her towards the entrance and yelled at Jesse to take her out. Bethany struggled against the tall guy that she had mistaken for her brother earlier in the day. There was no use to her struggles though and she quickly gave up, looking back to see Rex getting up while Eric moved closer to him. She could tell that he was angry and she wondered why he was so mad.

She finally pulled away from Jesse and walked with him to the bikes propped up. Bethany didn’t know what was going on, but she knew that she found herself in the middle of something that she didn’t want to be in. There was a moment of indecision, where she seriously thought about going back in there. She needed what Rex had to offer and she could have cared less what was going on between the two of them. Bethany started towards the house and Jesse stopped her with a hard grip on her arm. “Wait. You don’t want to get involved more than you already are Beth.”

Beth stopped. There was something in Jesse’s eyes that she didn’t question and instead waited by her stepbrother’s bike. She could hear yelling, but there had been no gun shots, so she was hopeful that it would end well. Beth felt like it was her fault and as she sobered up and looked around her, she couldn’t believe that she had chosen to go with Rex. Maybe it was best that he had come to save her. Bethany would not admit that to him though, ever.

He finally came out and looked as pissed off as when he had barged his way in the dilapidated house. He grabbed Bethany on her wrist hard and she whined, trying to jerk away from him. “Stop Eric, you’re hurting me.”

His eyes were on fire and she could feel how angry he was at her. “Get on the damn bike Beth. You don’t know what you are into.”

She did as he said, but she was not happy about it. As soon as he was in front of her, he started the engine and pulled out, dust flying up in his wake. Bethany was being treated like a child and it pissed her off. The last thing she needed was some guy thinking he had a say in what she did, just because their parents got married.

“Stop Eric. What are you doing? Do you know how horny I am right now and you pulled me away like I was an underage teen or something? Dammit, I am eighteen years old and I can do what I please.”

There were several minutes that he said nothing. Bethany clung to him as he drove fast in the night. She eventually squeezed her eyes shut and held on for dear life. She was sure that it would be her last day. Her brother drove like a maniac. They finally stopped and after he got off and talked to a few of his friends, the rest took off, leaving them alone in closed gas station parking lot.

“You can’t tell our parents about what happened, okay?”

“What did happen? Why were you so mad that I was there?”

“You shouldn’t be around people like that.”

Bethany couldn’t help but smile at his answer. He looked just as gruff as Rex and his clan looked, though Eric was quick to put his hands on her if need be. Rex had been more than gentle when he had touched her. The idea reminded her that she was horny and riding with Eric between her legs had not helped her cause.

“You don’t get to tell me who I can hang around Eric.”

“Oh so you and Rex then?”

“Why not?”

“He is too old for you.”

“I like my men older. Then they know what to do with their equipment and me better. Guys my age are a waste of time.”

“I thought you were the perfect child?”

Beth laughed. “Why does a girl have to be a virgin to be good?”

The banter was making her hot and she had to remind herself more than once that he was her brother. Stepbrother, but it didn’t matter, it was wrong to talk to him in that way.

Eric didn’t seem able to answer her and he mumbled something about taking her home. They didn’t say another word on the ride home, though Bethany didn’t hold him quite as tight. She tried to make some distance between them, but she was soon fast against him like before. Between the hum of the engine and Eric’s hard body in front of her, Bethany practically jumped off the bike when it stopped.

She turned back and kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks bro. Even though you cockblocked me, I still love ya.”

Eric had a hard time sleeping that night. All he could think about was her light kiss on the cheek and the dirty words that had come out of her mouth. Twice she had mentioned sex and twice he had thought about bending her over the closest surface and fucking the shit out of her. He knew she had a boyfriend and he knew it was wrong, but that didn’t seem to be enough of a reason for his body to listen.

He lay awake for hours thinking of her and what he wanted to do with Bethany. She was nothing like he had expected and he had never expected to feel the way he had, when he realized that she could be in danger. What was he supposed to do? Eric had never wanted someone he couldn’t have before and even the idea that he couldn’t, made him want her that much more. He blamed bad wiring for it, but it didn’t change the fact that all he wanted to do was go to her and give her what she had said she needed so bad.

Around midnight, he went into the main house. He told himself that he was there to get something to drink, though he knew there was plenty in the small fridge that was in the pool house. Instead, he wanted to catch a glimpse of Bethany. Maybe she was still up and they would run across each other. He was desperate for something, so he left the kitchen and moved to the upstairs where all of the bedrooms were. He heard panting and moaning and his cock jerked to life. It was clear what he was hearing and since their parents were off on their honeymoon, it had to be Bethany making those sounds.

He moved to the door and listened to her panting on the other side. He wondered if she was alone and since he had seen no one come in, he had to assume she was. She was moaning louder, the sound driving him wild and all of the blood to his long length. “Oh Eric, yes please.”

His head jerked up and he grinned to himself. She was thinking of him and his hand went to the door knob. Eric had never been so unsure of something in his life, but with his name on her lips, it was worth a shot.

Eric pushed the door open after the knob turned for him. The very fact that it was not locked made him believe that it was what was supposed to happen. He needed something to assuage his guilt. Eric told himself that if they did it, they could both move on.

She didn’t even notice that she had a visitor. Bethany was too worried about what she was doing. He did not expect her to be still in her dress from the wedding. It was hiked up around her waist and her hands played on her quim. One held her lips open, while the other one slide on her engorged clit. He watched her back bend and her eyes shut tight as she tried to push herself to bliss. Eric couldn’t say a word, his eyes on his little stepsister, while her words about not being a virgin rung in his ears.

Moving one hand away to pull on her nipples, her other hands moved faster. “Eric oh please fuck me.”

His body started to move forward, long before his mind realized what he was doing. Eric found himself standing over her as she frigged herself. He paused, not wanting to stop what she was doing, but being called to her as if in a trance. He could see how wet she was and he wanted nothing more than to taste her sweetness. Eric had a feeling that she was going to taste better than anyone he had ever had before.

Eric settled himself below her on the bed, his hands inches from her ankles, just hovering. He could tell by her sounds that she was getting closer, her body tightening up like a spring about to be sprung. “Yes oh God, fuck.”

Bethany thrashed in the bed next to him and when she moved her hand away, Eric moved his mouth forward, immediately latching on and suckling her hard clit. Bethany screamed, her eyes flying open with the movement. She saw who it was and though she half attempted to release him, her hand had wound into his hair and pulled him down on her wetness. ”Oh God, what are you doing.”

“Tasting you, now open up.”

Her thighs shook and were unresponsive as another wave of pleasure washed over her. His hands lifted her up and feasted on her wetness. Beth’s legs slid to his shoulders and though she hadn’t opened them anymore, she had inadvertently offered up more of herself to his hungry mouth. “Fuck Eric.” Her hips rose to meet him, begging him to stop, as her hands held him still for more.

Bethany could not focus on anything else but how great he felt between her legs. His mouth was hungry and when he pushed one of his thick fingers into her, she clenched and came into his mouth. Her bliss was reckless and intense. Beth held him down for as her insides melted, suffocating him as her thighs clamped around his neck. “Yes, oh yes.”

Her body relaxed as he somehow managed to free himself from her body. He looked down at her panting, her eyes closed and her lips pursed in pleasure. Every few seconds, her body shook with an aftershock and when she finally opened her eyes, his shirt was off and her hands reached out for his bared, tattooed chest.

Her hands traced some of the patterns, fingers light as his skin broke out with goosebumps. When he moved back over her, she gripped his large biceps, bulging as he lowered his head to kiss her gently. She could taste herself on him and Bethany deepened the kiss, pulling him down on top of her. His hard chest crushed her soft breasts against him. He pulled away and growled, his hands trying desperately to get to her skin.

Eric couldn’t find a way to get to her, so he finally flipped her onto her stomach and tugged at the zipper that had thwarted his earlier attempts. He heard it rip, but was rewarded with her soft, creamy flesh for his hands to touch. Bethany was on her hands and knees, until he pulled her up against his chest. Eric pushed her dress down her arms and it fell around her legs. He sucked in a breath, her round ass calling to him as he moved his hips closer to her tempting openings.