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“Alexsei," Jericho said in an angry, stern tone, the Jericho I met was nowhere to be seen, “You have desecrated my home. Release the woman and leave.”
He began to pant, probably weighing his options. I would imagine none of them ended with him leaving alive if I was to die.
Moving my hair to the side, he whispered in my ear for only me to hear, “An eye for an eye.”
Then he pushed me into the arms of Elias causing me to trip in my heels while he all but ran from the bathroom, his gun pointed at Elias to secure his exit.
Elias rushed to catch me and, automatically, my body collapsed in his arms.
He didn’t say anything but lifted me and began to leave the bathroom. Elias tried to shield my eyes with his body as we passed a body on the floor but he wasn’t successful as I caught a glance of Jason, his face unrecognizable. A sob escaped me as realization hit me.
That must've been the gunshot I heard.
When I married Elias, Jason had become my personal guard. Elias didn’t need to tell me; Jason was my second shadow. And even though the hulky man did little talking to me, taking his job as seriously as one would protecting the president, I would miss him. He didn’t deserve to die at the door of a pissy toilet.
Elias placed me in our SUV, kissing my forehead as Jericho stood to the side watching us.
He closed the door to the car and walked to Jericho, the anger rolling off him in waves. I saw Jericho’s mouth moving but I couldn’t figure out what he was saying. And I wished more than anything that I could read lips because as soon as he was finished, Elias came marching back into the SUV, his temper no better than when he left as he slammed the door behind us.
“Home, Elijah.”
***
I could hear Elias shouting downstairs, even though our home had three floors.
Cuddling his pillow, I waited until his frustrations were released. I needed my husband next to me since the horrific image of Jason still plagued my thoughts. Even the hot breath of Alexsei still warmed my ear.
When Elias finally entered our room, it was clear his anger did not lessen.
He threw his jacket on the back of a chair, resting his cuff links and belt on the bedside table.
He leaned down to peck me, but being the needy and greedy wife I was, I deepened the kiss; his lips were a place of comfort for me.
He pulled away, despite me trying to draw his lips in closer, but I fisted the collar of his shirt and looked into his dark eyes, finding I longed for more than his lips against my own.
“Make me forget,” I whispered.
Like a dutiful husband, he didn’t hesitate to pull me to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees. He looked at me as he dragged the black panty I wore to bed down my legs, leaving me bare to his eyes.
He kissed my ankle, sending a shiver up my spine as I arched my sweet center to him, begging him to cover my clit with the heat of his mouth.
He ignored me, straying even further to the bottom of my feet, enclosing his mouth around my biggest toe.
I was never into foot play but somehow Elias made every part of my body feel like a source of sexual gratification.
He held my eyes as his tongue circled the red-polished toe before trailing his way back up my leg.
My body was unable to stay still on the bed as he repeated his actions on the next leg. By the time he reached where I craved him most, a pool of my wetness was on the covers.
He was pleased as he finally rewarded me with his lips. He delivered one lick to my slit before harshly sucking on my clit causing my body to tremble.
I wrapped my legs around his neck, my hand buried in his hair as I drove my hips up and down his face, striving for another orgasm. One not being enough for me; I was greedy.
With his mouth wide and his tongue at my mercy, he allowed me to rut against his face, his beard providing the additional friction I needed as my next orgasm crashed into me.
My body stiffened as I soaked his beard with my cum, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. He didn’t attempt to move until I came down from my high, instead he stared at me; fascination clear in his eyes. My chest panted as my eyes began to close on their own accord.
So much so that I didn’t even protest when he lifted me further onto the bed and tucked me in, leaving me to fall into the darkness.
