The Deadliest Secret (The Deadliest Series) (36 page)

Darrien kept going he was relentless against her body. His angles changed again, hips pulsing forward and the muscles in his ass were tight, his toes clenched. Every time Gwen opened her mouth to moan or to direct him he became even more aroused. She was quickly becoming his reason to exist. He pushed deep and slow into her every ridge driving him closer to going over the edge. He slowed again dangerously close to orgasm, his forehead rested against hers, both of them covered in sweat.

“I thought I said don’t stop” Gwen’s words were raspy, ragged with desire and passion single tears were forming at the corner of her eyes, passionate tears were leaking and he was causing them, his heart was singing in satisfaction.

“Gwen … this,” he circled his hips inside of her, “has me so close I am about to burst and I want to make sure you’re going to cum with me.”

“You have had me on the edge since you started, I want you to cum with me, I’m so close too.” She was on the verge of whining for him.

Gwen’s words lit him up like a firecracker. He was soon pounding into her as hard as he could, deep, fast, possessing, and every movement even more deliberate than the last. He grunted loudly as he thrust, his balls tightened.

“Gwen…” Darrien says in warning of how close he is to his eruption.

“Just let go Darrien.”

His name on her lips made him growl and thrust again, he was seeking his release, his hand reached down to massage her clitoris again, her gasp was music to his ears, and he kept going. Gwen’s walls tightened around his shaft, his explosion was imminent. Gwen screamed out his name and her nails raked down his back. He thrust one more time before he started to spill into her his mouth began to pepper kisses along her neck and chest claiming more of her body, his thrusts became deep and slow, just like the groan of pure pleasure he bellows out.

Gwen’s release was just as potent as her first. She was unable to make a sound that she could discern so her nails scored his back and her whole body locked around Darrien’s, her walls quivered around his large sex that invaded the softest part of hers. She was utterly lost in the magnificence of his muscles that twitched while in the throes of orgasm, and the face he made when he let himself go, the strain of pleasure taking him. Her release hit her hard, they came together and she held onto him keeping him inside of her. She could not believe she had experienced two orgasms, she had had orgasms before but there was a big difference.

The sex was potent the scent lingered in the room. Darrien collapsed next to Gwen on the bed still breathing hard from the sex. He still felt he could run a marathon and still be able to give her more. They laid in silence; the only sound was their labored breathing slowly returning to normal. Gwen fell asleep, her legs felt like gelatin and every hunger had been sated. Darrien stayed awake and watched her sleep for a while before he too drifted off keeping one arm protectively around her.

Chapter twenty-nine

Kody knew a well place source was a good investment and this one actually paid off. He was in New Orleans, the drive was long and boring the only thought that got him through was the fact he would soon have his woman again. The car he boosted was an older Lincoln, it was a box but inconspicuous in this area of New Orleans. He debated about checking into a motel before going to find his woman at her hotel, his cock demanded that he find her first, that bitch Rina had barely taken the edge off of him fuck he had to think of Gwen doing it just to get off. She deserved to swallow his entire being. He turned the lights off in the Lincoln and let it roll to a stop. He was in the alley behind the hotel, casually he got out of the car and tested the nearby service entrance and some fool had left it open and wasn’t that perfect for him.

              He grabbed his kit and entered the hotel, checking the post-it with the hotel name and the number of the suite she had. It would figure she had a suite she deserved the best that was why he was coming to take her again. When he got to the forty-third floor he stepped out and went down the long hallway of the huge hotel when he reached room 4317 he was instantly enraged. He heard moaning and groaning coming from it. Kody knew his Gwen’s voice, she was in there and she was cheating on him. It took every ounce he had not to break the door down and kill the fucker that was touching his property. Instead he went to the back stairwell and kept a watch from there. He would see his Gwen soon and he would be damned if he was kept apart from her longer than he had to. Kody settled to wait.

“After this bastard leaves she is mine. And she needs to be punished.”

             
Darrien came awake first, his arms still were around Gwen, and he was thinking of her and how pure she was. His most predominant thought was wondering if he was good enough for her. Would she accept what happened or would she deny what was obviously building between them? He slipped out of bed, careful to wrap her up tightly. He wanted to make a gesture to show that last night wasn’t some fluke to him; he pulled on his loose fitting jeans, timberland boots, and a t-shirt. He grabbed his key card and left the room silently so Gwen could rest more. She looked tired, a smug smile crossed his face knowing he caused her to be so tired. He left the hotel quickly and tried to find a bodega that was open and that might have something suitable for his need.

              Kody watched the arrogant fuck leave his Gwen’s room. His anger consumed him, tempted to just shoot the male that strolled down the hall, he was a large guy but Kody didn’t care, the unknown male wasn’t the one he wanted to punish. It was the female that was now dirty to him. How could she do this?  How? His love dried up and was replaced with a hatred that burned the core of his being.  The male walked with a sense of pride that only came after you fucked someone’s brains out, he knew because he had that swag many times himself. The bastard got on the elevator and Kody left his hiding spot, looking down with a hood covering his head to avoid his face being seen by any possible cameras that may be on this level.

              Gwen was awake when Darrien woke and rustled slowly, she kept her eyes closed and feigned sleep while he dressed, tucked her in, and when the door opened then clicked back into place. She kicked the covers off of herself and went to the bathroom. Her thoughts floated to Torrian, how could she have done this to him? She loved him and it was still so soon after his murder and she slept with someone else? How? How is that love? She was a fool to have let herself get caught up in the moment like that. She turned on the finicky faucet of the hotel room she shared with Darrien. Gwen looked at herself in the mirror, her nudity shocked her, she rarely let herself be naked since what happened with Kody at the prison, and she never thought she would want to be nude around another guy after what happened to the last one she let in, her Torrian was dead and defiled his memory by letting herself get caught up in a night of passion. Gwen was flushed, her lips looked bigger from the intensity of the kissing and she noticed there was a bite mark at the base of her neck, Gwen had to blush because she did not remember the bite itself, she remembered pleasure, lots of pleasure. She waited for the steam to rise around her before she stepped into the shower. She tried to push the thoughts away but as the steam rose around her so did her thoughts of Torrian. She began to cry under the beating stream of the showerhead, her sobs barely audible above the noise.

              Kody made quick work of the electronic lock, and tore into the room that contained his woman like an irate bull. The anger he felt was rolling off him in waves he saw the bed messed from what he knew was sex, his ears didn’t deceive him. Kody heard the shower and he also heard soft cries, Gwen was crying he knew the sound he made her cry enough times to know she always covered her tears with something whether it be a shower, a radio, or a vacuum cleaner. That fucker had made his woman cry, he must have hurt her during the sex; no wonder he looked so damn cocky leaving her. Even if she was dirty and even if she did cheat on him she did not deserve to be treated like a common whore, because his Gwen certainly was not and never would nor could be common. She would be punished for what she did to him but he would also punish that fucker if he ever saw him again.

             
Without making any sounds Kody set down his bag getting his bearings, where would he take his female? He would need to take her fast, who knew when that fucker was coming back to defile his woman again.  Kody opened the bag and doused a washcloth in the liquid from a brown bottle.  Silently he walked closer and closer to the bathroom. He was savoring each step as he got closer to his woman, he could feel his cock swell in his pants, he was excited to have her; he was anticipating his skin against hers.

             
He nudged the door open and he saw his woman under the stream of the showerhead. Gwen was glorious, all of her curves accented by the beads of water reflecting the light from overhead causing her to glisten like the Holy Grail in front of him. Kody took more steps; each brought him closer to his prize, his woman.  Finally after what felt like forever he found himself standing at the edge of the tub, her mind obviously was elsewhere. The water was turned off, what happened next happened so fast Kody blacked out with intense purpose; Gwen drew the curtain back and action had to be taken.

              Gwen turned off her shower water, she felt as if she was being watched. She dismissed the feelings she normally was being watched by Darrien now. She was never left alone. Her eyes focused on the present moment, she was too shocked to scream. Kody was standing before her this was her worst nightmare; he was staring as if she was a slab of meat and he was a carnivorous dog.  Gwen’s scream echoed the bathroom stinging her own ears. Kody’s hand reached for her attempting to grab her. She was still slick and wet she was able to escape the grasp until he opened his arms even wider and grabbed her and lifted her off of the ground. She was flailing, kicking, punching, scratching, and biting anything she would. Her instinct was to survive this, and if she didn’t survive she sure as hell was going to take a part of him with her. He brought his hand up and covered her mouth. Gwen tried not to breathe but that was impossible especially with the fight she was putting up, she needed air. The rag that was over her mouth was drenched in chloroform, her fight became less and less until she stilled in Kody’s grasp, her last thought before the blackness overtook her was of Darrien and that she was glad he wasn’t here, at least he was safe from this.

              It took a while for Gwen to finally sleep; Kody was devising his escape route while she flailed in his arms. He wanted to dress her but he did not have time to doddle in the room. Kody ripped the shower curtain from the tub and wrapped Gwen’s passed out body within it, he put her over his shoulders and slipped out of the room towards the service elevator, he had to remain calm or else his plan would be blown. Kody had to readjust Gwen so he wouldn’t hit her head against anything. It took him twenty minutes to get down the entire hotel’s back entry thanks to the slow elevator. He didn’t see any of the hotel staff thankfully. They would be slacking off for the moment, he was thankful that the government put Gwen up in a place like this, fancy yet lax on their security. No one saw him take his Gwen.

             
Kody loaded Gwen’s limp body into the trunk of the stolen Lincoln. He checked the street before he pulled out of the underground parking garage, he drove as if nothing was out of the normal routine. His day was only beginning. He drove towards Lake Pontchatrain, the outskirts of New Orleans. He did not want to be disturbed once he started reconnecting with his greatest and only love.

Chapter thirty

The bodega around the corner was filled with random items that really did not apply to Darrien’s search. He only wanted a rose, coffee, and maybe something sugary to eat, was that so much to ask for? Darrien had to settle for regular roses from the bodega, they didn’t have a large selection naturally. He didn’t want to go too far for coffee and sugary items.

“So where can I get a good cup of coffee around here?” He asked while the cashier typed in the item number for the roses.

“You can get that good coffee from Café Du Monde, right on the Quarter.” The old man replied, his Cajun accent was pretty thick Darrien had to ask what he said twice.

“Ok. I gotta make it fast man, my woman is waking up soon and I gotta get it back there before she gets up and makes her own.” He decided to grab a cab at that moment.

“You go right get her that coffee she be your woman fo’ keeps.” The man encouraged Darrien.