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“You need to, what?” He grins, but my mouth falls open, unable to answer him as he pulls his fingers against my walls. The woman at the door grips her chest before walking away. Her space is soon filled with another spectator.
Adam lowers over me, sweeping my tumbling hair away from my hot neck as he whispers in my ear, “Now, word will spread throughout this entire house, and they’ll all know you’re…”
“Uuuuhh,” I grunt as the insane strength of his hard member replaces his fingers.
“Mine.” He kisses my cheek, and it’s so uncharacteristically gentle that I crumble, crying aloud.
Warmth rips through me as words of endearment wander up to my tongue, words I’ll never dare to utter aloud.
He grabs hold of my curls, pulling out the pins that offend him and throwing them across the floor. He wraps my hair around his hand and tugs my head back. My neck strains against the pull, and I smile as it becomes harder to swallow. His strokes are so powerful and coaxing, the pressure soon builds again before he releases my hair and slows his pace. I bite down on my hand, groaning.
“Please. No. Don’t stop,” I weep.
He pulls at the strings of my stays, tugging on my back as he loosens the ties. “Take this damn thing off,” he mutters as he attempts to rip it off me. He only manages to loosen it enough for my breasts to tumble free, and he grabs hold of them, groaning. Pressing my back against his chest, he kneads sweet desire through me. My sore breasts stare back at the onlookers, defiantly, as he turns my head toward him and kisses me deeply.
His strokes resume their delicious torture as his tongue fucks my mouth. One hand squeezes my breast, and his other hand travels past my stays, toward my centre. I shudder against him when his fingers find my slick nub. I moan into his mouth as explosions set off within my veins. I’m so flush against him that every inch of him fills me with each stroke. I can barely move against him, but I can feel everything as he presses me into him, pounding me. My blood roars and as he pants into my mouth, I come undone, screaming at last from the waves that rip through me, soaking him.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Townes
“Arewegettinganycloser?” Heath grumbles next to me, swatting the air at bugs sputtering as they fly into his mouth. If he could manage to keep his mouth shut, he might keep from swallowing so many of them. I’m beginning to think he must like their flavour. He can’t seem to get enough. Deep down, I’m hoping he chokes on one, just for a moment of silence.
“We’ve been traveling three nights; I’ve spent a small fortune on stays at the inns we’ve encountered throughout. My tunic is soaked beneath my vest. I look like a commoner without my jacket and hat. These pests are making a right mess of my skin, and did we really have to leave the horse and carriage behind?” Heath moans.
It’s impressive how much this man talks. How have I never seen it before? Well, of course, I hadn’t been around to hear it. Poor Olivia.If I’d known, sweet girl, I wouldn’t have forced you to endure his company.Not even the nights locked away in the inn have brought me much peace. This man is intent on making sure his voice is the only thing stuck in the ears of the people around him. I’d take one mosquito endlessly buzzing in my ear over the sound of his voice any day.Please, gnat, fly, bee, anything. Do me the grace of shutting him up.
“Mr. Primrose clearly isn’t in his right mind. Why are we still following him?” Mario whispers to Heath. He works for him now since I had to release my servants from their duties.
“Yes. But Olivia has been missing for a month, which means she must be somewhere with someone. Right now, he’s the only person we know, who might know where she is,” Heath grunts.
“I heard that. And for the last time, I’m perfectly sane! Although you seem intent on driving me mad. Besides, it’s not far, now. We should be there soon.”
“You’ve been saying that for three days when it was only supposed to take us a few hours, according to you!” says Heath.
“Yes, well, we’ve obviously made some progress, haven’t we?” I counter. “We haven’t been here before.” I gesture.
I pull the hood of my black riding cloak over my head, hiding my scowl, as we venture through the wilderness. I must admit that I don’t remember this piece of uncultivated land. I hadn’t been awake on my journey to that monster’s house and on the way back, my eye was swollen for most of it. One of his servants had to escort me out of the Molotov estate and into the nearby city. After that, I was left on my own, relying on the directions of others to return home to Colderidge.
In all honesty, trying to locate a place that this criminal has worked hard to keep hidden has proved difficult. However, it hasn’t been made any easier by Heath’s constant complaining. It’s a bad idea to recruit him and Mario. If I had any opportunity to think, just a few minutes of silence, I might have recalled familiar spots and arrived at Molotov’s home already. Nevertheless, I would’ve arrived alone, without money, and ended up back where we started or worse.
It would have been far better if instead of Heath and Mario, all of Colderidge had finally agreed to come together and help me save my daughter’s life. But luck and good faith hasn’t been on my side. If I were to approach the town again, I’d be captured and thrown into the madhouse. So, to keep a low profile, I hide in the cellar of a large woman who lives in the slums, in exchange for a companion.
To raise money, I leave in the darkness of night and disguise myself, pickpocketing off the rich. One of the people I foolishly happen to pickpocket is Heath, who grabs hold of me and threatens me with jail or the asylum. I beg him not to turn me in and to allow me to acquire enough money to rescue Olivia.
Maybe it’s the reality of Olivia’s prolonged absence that makes him finally see sense, but he decides that if I’m telling the truth, he wants to be her knight in shining armour. He asks how much money I’d managed to save already. It has only been a little over one thousand pounds. Then he tells me to take him to Olivia’s location so he can help me pay the debt off. Of course, I accept that offer.
That’s the reason I’m stuck with him and Mario. It’s why I haven’t pulled his teeth out yet. Well, that and the fact that if I tried, he could easily snap me in half. The man is far younger and two times my size. In some ways, he’s a beast himself. We come across a dead end and two natural paths leading in opposite directions. All three of us pause there.
“Well?” Heath sighs, waving his hand at me.
I gulp. Okay, we’re lost for sure. This place rings no bells whatsoever. “Erm…” I pause, glancing from left to right. “I think, uh, we turn here,” I say, selecting a path at random, internally swearing at myself. My pride will be the death of me and the death of Olivia, for crying out loud. It’s better to just admit to them that I’m lost. But the words strain against my unyielding lips. If only I had Chance with me. That horse knows his way around everywhere, but I haven’t seen him since I went into hiding.
“You think?” Heath asks, pulling me to a stop and spinning me around. “Or you know?”
A surprising fact, Heath has muscles in his forehead. They don’t usually show but right now, they’re bulging. I scratch my head and turn my eyes away from him. He looks up at the trees as his veins bulge from his reddened skin.
“You don’t know, do you?” he yells. “You’ve never known, have you? You’ve just been pretending this entire time?! What is the matter with you?! What have you done with Olivia, you lying bastard?” He grabs me by the collar and lifts me off the ground.
