Chasing Paradise (Chasing Series #3) (4 page)

Where in the world did she learn to speak such filth? It was a bloody symphony to my raging cock. I vowed not to touch her for a month and yet, when she spoke to me that way, I instantly became bewitched and the enchanting witch knew it.

My hand was possessed as it sought passage inside her long dress, climbing and inching higher into her moist, succulent crevice. My finger brushed against the soft lips, parting them. I immediately groaned when a gush of liquid dripped down my finger, slowly trickling down my arm like a bloody faucet. “Dear Almighty, how you kill me, my love,” I said in awe, while she simply mewled.

“
Lie back and let me do all the work. That’s the only way I’m going to let this happen.” I eyed her with scrutiny. Even though I was a breath away from exploding in my trousers, she would always come first.

My beautiful wench smiled, licking her bottom lip. “Thank you. I knew the man I fell in love with was in there somewhere.” She teased, untying her dress, watching as it dropped around her hips, exposing her flawlessly perfect globes.

I eyed her breasts with mouth-watering desire. “Oh, don’t you dare doubt it, cara. The beast in me could never be tamed, but it bows down to you. My Queen,” I said as I watched her do as I asked, slowly lying on her back before she blatantly spread her legs, exhibiting her delicate area; my haven. My hardened cock blazed, not withstanding the tempestuous fight any longer. “I’m all done fighting,” I announced, eyes not straying from her juicy folds as I took care of my pants, sliding them down, freeing my shaft from its confined state.

Her eyes were greedy as she looked at me, avariciously stroking it before I got on my knees and reached for a nearby pillow, sliding it underneath her bottom, cushioning it. Grabbing my length, I used the head to slide across her slit, making her frenzied. “Is this what you’ve been craving? What you’ve been
demanding
for weeks?”

Sienna was past livid, rabid and delirious at the feel of my head expanding her tight opening. “Yes. Yes! Hell to the YES!”

I groaned when my head pierced her channel, but I immediately drew it out, prolonging our sweet agony.
Christ,
the feel of how her muscles reacted just now, enveloping my throbbing head, was extraordinary. I didn’t want to lose control, so I had to coach myself to breathe evenly and not rush into it before I tried it again. This time I took sharp, steady breaths and almost screamed at the top my lungs
Hallelujah
when the entire swollen head of my cock lavished on her slick passage.

Gathering ground, I didn’t stop until I had most of my length inside her. A month of no sex was seriously evident in the tightness of her walls. I could feel my throbbing cock expanding her, obliging my shaft to go further until she had no room left for me. “Sienna, I love how your pussy clamps on my cock. It’s a bloody greedy vacuum.” It had also just reminded me why I was obsessed with her pussy.

Sienna was in pure bliss. “I missed this. Don’t you dare deny me this again. I would murder your cock the next time you try,” the raving beauty threatened, making my cock exalt at her power.

Consumed by the powerful web of ecstasy that was taking hold of me, I took hold of her ass, holding it with a death grip before I plunged my shaft back into her, slamming it against her strained cervix, admiring the sight of Sienna gasping as if she’d run out of air while I continued to pick up speed.

“
That’s it, love, don’t let up with your tightened grip around my cock. Keep milking it like that,” I huffed out, lost in the sea of pleasure her pussy was bestowing on me.

“
Come inside me
, please; I need to feel you come inside me.”

I groaned. Her words were lyrical and truly amazing to hear. “You like it when my cock spills into your womb? Are you that desperate to have my nut?”

“
Yes, I’m desperate. I love the feel of you going crazy on my pussy. I love to see you get lost inside my body,” she moaned as I picked up pace, fucking her harder now. “But what I love most, is the feel of you crying out my name, tensing as you unleash your nut inside me, making me yours, marking me with your sacred seed.”

BLOODY. FUCK. I was done for.

Complete and utter silence filled me before an angry roar ripped throughout my system as my orgasm howled with thrashing ferocity, taking Sienna along with me as she cried out my name, in tune with my own. It felt like angels were murdering me; the experience was beyond glorious agony, beyond a beautiful pillage, above and beyond a thrilling ride of elation.

My lungs were working overtime as I rolled next to her, holding her face while I breathed into her hair. “You’ve brought magic into my life, my beautiful witch. Never stop weaving your spells on me. I am enslaved to you, my love, my life, my wife.”

She laughed, kissing my nose. “Oh, shut up! I love you, too, Knightly.”

Yes, the woman truly appreciated my efforts in wooing her into becoming my wife.

That same night, I had just got off the phone with the London office when I went to look for Sienna. I found her in the bedroom, out on the balcony, leaning against the balustrade while deep in thought.

I came up behind her, gazing beyond at the serene beauty before us before resting my head atop hers. “I’m sorry to cut our vacation short, poppet, however we have to get back to London first thing tomorrow morning. There are some important meetings I couldn’t reschedule.”

She sighed, taking hold of my hand. “London it is. Time to face the music and dance.”

Face the music, yes. The thought made me hold her tighter, wishing death upon those who wanted her gone.

Over my dead, bloody body.

~B~

“
I have to be in Brazil when you’re going to be in Los Angeles. I’m sorry—I want to be there for you, but I cannot move this meeting. You know I would if I could.” I’d been chastising myself for not double-checking my calendar.

She leaned against my shoulder, sighing. “I know, babe. It’ll be fine.”

It had better be, or I would bring hell to the Browns if they did something to my woman. “Gareth and the security team will tag along with you.” I heard her sigh again, knowing quite well how she despised being followed. “This is the only way I know how to deal with this, my love.”

“
Gareth stays, but the security teams needs to go after LA,” Sienna requested, glancing at me with determined eyes.

“
That’s an unreasonable request! Someone tried to kill you!” Christ. Was she trying to drive me mad?

“
Only Gareth, Blake,” she threatened, throwing a gauntlet.

This was past unreasonable. The woman simply wished for my early demise.
“Or what?”
I hissed at her, annoyed at her stubbornness. Her safety was all I ever thought about since it had happened. This was all for her.

“
Or I’m moving back to my flat.”

“
The hell you are!
You’re not going anywhere!” I thundered out, standing in full height, anger roaring in folds. “You are impossible!”

“
Then, I guess I’m moving out.”

“
You wouldn’t bloody fucking dare, Sienna Richards! You’re mine and you will do as you’re told.”

“
You’re such a brute, Blake. I know why you’re doing this, but you don’t even try to see it from my point. I don’t want to live like this. I‘d rather die today, living my life, than live secluded in a gilded prison.” She stood up, unyielding. “If this is how it’s going to be with you, I’d rather live in my flat where no one would control me or make decisions for me without my consent. I have lived most of my life in pain and in agony, suffering under my aunt and uncle’s abuse. I left that prison two years ago and I’m not going back to it; not even for you,” Sienna shot the words out before walking towards the end of the cabin and securing herself in the bedroom.

Five minutes after she’d left, I still stood here, aghast at what she’d just spewed at me. How could she even fathom comparing me with the monsters? I was doing this for her safety because I bloody well loved her more than my own life. How could she not understand that? As much as I wanted her happy, her safety was my responsibility. I wasn’t going to let up until this nightmare was over. I needed names and I was going to get them.

One by one, I was going to hunt them down. The detectives and investigators I’d hired needed to see me when I got back to London. Focus was needed, and even if I wanted to cater to Sienna’s request, I simply couldn’t.

Five

Sienna

We were in route to London and my thoughts dwelled on the events that took me away from there in the first place.

London, I’d missed it so much, but I wasn’t going to lie that my heart pounded at the thought of what the city held for me. But as I stated before, I wasn’t going to cower any longer. Hiding wasn’t in the cards for me and I sure as hell wouldn’t back down when my life was being threatened.

“
So what’s it to be? Do you want me to go and move out, Blake?” I raised my brow at him, putting my foot down.

Groaning wretchedly, before he made a tug of his luxurious hair, out and beyond with frustration. “Fine—I’ll see what I can do. Sienna…” Blake gazed at me, full of worry. “Promise me you’ll be careful? If anything suspicious catches your eye—anything at all, please tell Gareth immediately?”

“
Yes, of course.” I came over to him, dreadful that he was leaving me for quite sometime. I hugged the life out of him, knowing that I’ll be missing his constant presence and nagging like no other. “I’m going to miss you like crazy, boo.”

Forty-eight hours later, I was in LA while Blake was in Brazil or somewhere in South America. We arrived last night and the deposition was scheduled at ten in the morning.

Being back in LA, without Kyle was truly odd. But I was going to meet him today in the courthouse. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face any of the Brown’s, but I know that I sure was ready to get this over with and put them all in my past.

They have dominated my life for so long, I didn’t need to give them the power over me. It’s difficult, but I was going to die trying, because I was done living in the shadows.

Gareth and I were exiting the hotel foyer when a familiar form caught my eye.

I gasped, stilling.

“
Blake!” I screeched, running towards him before I clung onto his form, squeezing the life out of the damning sexy man. “How did you manage to leave Brazil? I thought you’d be extremely busy?” I asked, my eyes devoured his sexy suit, looking like the ultimate billionaire playboy he was primed to be.

“
I love it when you get all excited to see me.” He laughed, kissing me full on the lips, not caring about the curious onlookers around. “I was in Brazil and I just flew in. I wanted to see you and to tell you that I love you. I know today is very significant and I wanted to be a part of it, letting you know that I’m here for you even though I won’t be physically be there with you, but you’ll be in my thoughts, supporting you.”

Brownie points, he just earned himself to last a lifetime. “Thank you. Thank you.” I kissed him smiling, before kissing the tip of his nose; I peered at the grinning man who flipped my heart a few times in a matter of seconds. “How much time do I have with you before you set off to leave again?”

“
I should be heading back now if I want to make it on time with my meetings.”

Shit. “You’re literally just dropping by to see me and give your support?” For a few minutes…what the freak! I needed more time with him. I was having the worst Knightly withdrawals.