Queen (Mistress & Master of Restraint) (122 page)

My eyes tear up at his hidden meaning. Katya didn’t expect to lose her virginity by force. We can make sure the kids behave, but they can be victimized.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you sad,” he says gently. “Join me, this will be your home for the next two weeks.”

“What?” the stunned wor
d rings out in the large room.

“Welcome home, Regina, from now on wherever we are is home- as long as were together.”

I sag in relief. ‘The talk’ won’t be that type of talk…

Chapter Fifty-Four

“Why were you mad at me last night?” I mumble unsurely as I lay in Marc’s arms in his giant bathtub. We’ve never bathed together- it’s a first.

I fell in love with him even deeper than I already was when I saw how much he loves relaxing in bubbly comfort. He hid his inner-diva from me.

“I was mad until I figured out that you didn’t know you did anything wrong. I wasn’t mad after that, a little hurt, but I can’t fault you that you didn’t understand.”

“Why were you hurt?” My voice cracks. I never want to hurt him- ever.

“Because you didn’t get it. Sometimes I think you’re more of a man than I am. It’s a good thing I don’t have an orientation,” he teases and I wince.

“I can’t be that type of woman. I can’t be Katya for you,” I
whimper in jealously.

“I don’t want Katya or a Katya-esque woman. You get me,” he
enunciates each word in my ear.

“And I don’t always get you, but I do my damnedest to figure out your rubix cube mind. I was upset because you unwittingly emasculated me by not seeking your own pleasure from my body. I was declaring us as partners, and I got off and you didn’t,” he hisses. “I’m their Master and I couldn’t get my woman off,” he growls.

“I’m sorry,” I whimper and close my eyes in shame. “It never even crossed my mind. It wasn’t about sex for me. I didn’t even notice.”

“That’s what hurt me, Regina. I need to make sure you’re there with me. What kind of man would it make me if all I gave a shit about was getting off? Not a man you’d call your partner,” his voice breaks and
he turns his head to the side.

I’m sitting in front of him, leaning against his chest with his legs on the outside of my hips. I can’t see his face, but I ca
n tell I’ve majorly fucked up.

“I’m sorry, Marcus. I think like a dude, my quest was complete when you climaxed. It wasn’t about sex or satisfaction. I just wanted to be close to you, smell your skin, and hear your heartbeat and your breathing hitch because of what I was doing to you. I was humbled that you let me be on top when I know why you’re frightened of it. I really am sorry, Marcus.”

I turn in his arms and sit in his lap. I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his shoulders. He tries to look away from me so I tangle my fingers in his long hair and tug.

“I love your hair- it’s unkempt and sexy as hell,” I purr and tug again because he won’t look me in the eye. “It amazes me how soft and silky it is. It’s perfect spirals, but not coarse like you’d think it’d feel.” I marvel and slide my fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp.

He shifts under me, and I wiggle around until he slides inside me. He gasps a moan when I take him to the hilt. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. His spine bows, neck arches, and every muscle coils in anticipation.

I tug harder trying to get him to connect his eyes with mine. His eyes are closed, the lashes creating half-moon shadows on his cheeks. I’ve never loved anyone as much as him. I’d do anything for him.

I understand Niel in this instant, and I cut the cord. They’re my kids, but I can’t suffocate them- they need to grow into their own. Marc will be here now, and after they fly from my nest. He’s the one I can’t live without.

“I love you,” I breathe, still staring at his shielded eyes. “I’ll need you forever.” The ache in my voice is heartbreaking or maybe soul fulfilling.

Marcus luscious lips tip upwards at the corners as he tries to contain his smile. “A man adores feeling needed,” I watch his lips murmur in amusement. “Makes him feel like a damned man,” he growls and grips my hips.

He rhythmically rolls his hips against mine, but still refuses my gaze. He has to feel it boring into his eyelids. He denies me with a smirk flirting on his devastating lips.

“Look at me,” I beg.

“Why?” He arches a brow, but still denies me- infuriating man.

“I need the connections,” I whine.

“Do you, now,” he purrs in amusement, but doesn’t even peek at me.

“You are such a pain in the ass,” I murmur in his ear, and he huskily chuckles.

“Say yes and I’
ll reward you,” he negotiates.

“Uh… I’m not as stupid or as lust-fogged as Cortez to f
all into your trap,” I giggle.

“Just say yes, Regina, and I’ll look at you.” He growls in frustration.

“Yes,” I whisper underneath my breath knowing he’ll hear me.

Slowly, his pale
eyelids, that are fringed in thick black lashes, open. The sliver of amber fire that peeks out makes him look like an exotic animal. His lips spread into a brilliant smile, and I know he’s somehow read my thoughts.

“Niel’s right, isn’t he?” I mumble.

“I wish he’d never told you that,” he teases. “It’ll make my job harder.”

My reply sticks in my throat as soon as he pins me with his stare. Huge, almond-shaped eyes gaze at me with total adoration. Their warm
whiskey color heats my blood.

“What did I say yes to in order to earn your gaze?” My
voice quivers in nervousness.

“I’ll let you know in a few minutes, b
ut you owe me one,” he teases.

“Owe you what?” I croak out.

“Your orgasm,” he purrs and stands up in the tub.

“Aaaahhhh… Put me down,” I yelp and wiggle in his arms.

He huskily laughs that sound that ignites my libido. “I should punish you by denying you mine, but I’m too selfish, or maybe I love you that much. I know how much you love making me cum,” he seductively groans.

I’m unceremoniously dumped on the bed and arranged to his liking. He whispers so quietly that I’m not sure what he says, but it suspiciously sounded like
because you said yes…

Marcus lies on the bed, showing me his glorious, bronze body. He winks at me, and I know I’m in for it.

“Oh my God!” I gulp in shock when he alligator rolls us until I’m on top of him, and in my favorite position. A position I’ve never been in with him- one that scares the shit out of him for so many reasons.

“Why,” I whimper, but take what’s offered.

A sharp hiss radiates around his bedroom when I suck his head into my mouth and swirl my tongue along the sensitive underside. The first taste of Marcus melts in my mouth. I groan from the pleasure of finally experiencing the taste and texture of his manhood. 

“After you did this with Sebastian I wanted to kill the young man. I realized Jamie was holding out on me- again. I got him to tell me all of your favorites. I found out this was your number one.

“Ahh… Marcus…” I grunt when his tongue dives deep inside of me.

My body loses its ability to hold me upright as it involuntarily shakes uncontrollably. What he does to my sensitive flesh removes all thought that isn’t of him, freezes words on my tongue, and raises every hair on my body. My nerves ignite in decadent ecstasy as he feasts between my quivering thighs.

I want to tell him he doesn’t have to do this to prove anything to me, but his cock is pounding in my mouth and drooling precum at an impressive rate. My heart swells knowing that my pleasure makes him love doing something that he’s scared of- something that could bring the nightmares.

Shudders roll through my body as I gently suckle him. He makes eager noises against my flesh when I find sensitive spots that he wants me to concentrate on. My nails bite into his thighs as I use gravity to push him down my throat as far as he can go. I unhinge my jaw and allow a bit of his sack to enter my mouth. He growls, and I
giggle as pull up off of him.

“I’ll be the best cocksucker you have,” I tease. “You’ll forget all about Katya’s skullfuckage, but something tells me Cort is nonnegotiable.” He vibrates his approva
l against my clit and I erupt.

“Do that again,” I grunt, and instead of humming against my clit, he bites it. “No, do that,” I moan and he laughs.

He sucks my clit into his mouth like it’s a tiny cock, and bites the base of it where it’s connected to my body. His tongue swirls around the top of it in the most impressive display of cunnilingus ever known. He man’s up and owns me- he accepts nothing short of my release.

My orgasm slams into me. I writhe over him and groan my ecstasy around his cock. He shifts his hips until he shoves all he’s got and then some into my mouth, and pours salty, scorching-hot liquid down my throat. He screams out my name, and we turn into a writhing ball of ecstasy.

“You earned that fucking yes, no matter what you want- I’ll give it to you now,” I throatily laugh and flip over to lie next to him.

“Promise,” he says suddenly nervous. His round cheeks blush a beautiful, inviting pink. I kiss, first one, and then the other.

“Promise,” I vow. “Talk to me.”

Chapter Fifty-Five

“In two weeks our lives will change. I hate this upheaval we’re living in. My family, that isn’t really my family, and I
are living in a house that isn’t ours. We have money to live anywhere but if we buy a home it will be publicized, and it will be surrounded by paparazzi, just as your home still is. I hate living here. I want to take us all out of here and hide. Tomorrow morning we’re all going to Edge. We’ll have to hole up in the kids’ old apartment. I don’t care if we have to buy every air mattress we can find. Devlin and Sebastian will stay with us for extra protection, but Bianca is already at her father’s home across the city. She was frightened of Olivia’s wrath.”

Marcus sighs heavily and draws himself up against the headboard of the bed. “We’re all displaced without a safe place to live, our club is closed, and we have Diane, Olivia, and Daniel on the run. Wounded animals lash out, and I’m scared one of u
s will be bitten.”

“What are we going to do? I know Daniel won’t hurt my family, and Diane won’t because of Daniel and Ade. Diane will keep Cort and Azriel
safe, and everyone else because it would torture Cortez.”

“I’m not concerned with them,” he says gravely. “Olivia is the devil. She’ll hurt you just to hurt Adelaide, because she can’t get to her. She’ll threaten Cort to keep Diane in line, and she’ll do the same with Niel against Daniel. Being in this house is making me sick- so much agony and tragedy behind these walls. After tomorrow morning I’m never stepping foot b
ack in here, none of us will.”

“I’m so sorry,” I offer as support, but the words mean little. No words could convey my thoughts, or heal Marc’s past violations.  He squeezes my hand in co
mfort, and sadly smiles at me.

“I’m glad I have you,” his voice breaks with intense emotions. “Regina, will you let us come with you,” he says nervously.

“Come where?” I ask in confusion.

“I’d ask Whitt, but you’re the one in charge. In two weeks you’ll have a huge Estate with hundreds of rooms. Will you allow our families to combine for our safety and peace of mind?” He shifts on the bed n
ervously and won’t look at me.

“Yes,” I smirk knowing this was the question he wanted me to say yes to. “It’s what you always wanted. You always threatened to throw us all together and watch us kill each other. It would breathe a different life into that dusty old manse.”

“Thank you,” he says in relief, and bows his head over my hands and kisses my fingers. “Thank you for taking the weight off my shoulders.”

“Anything- I’d do anything for you,” I murmur and rub his shoulders.

“Anything,” he peers up at me from beneath his lashes, and gives me a devastating smile.

“I’m a single man as of last night, Regina,” he says
excitedly.

“What?” I squeak in shock.

“That’s one reason she ran. It takes years for a contested divorce to go through- years,” he stresses. “She married me because she didn’t have any money. My grandmother didn’t know it when she betrothed us. She was ailing, and Diane swooped in a picked off a sixteen-year-old kid.”

“She’s broke,” I scrunch my face up i
n distaste. “I don’t get it.” 

“Pearl invested wisely, and in turn, Divina and Cort invested their inheritance wisely. Olivia pilfered Diane’s money, that’s why she was after Dalton’s demise. She needed her inheritance. Diane has been going to Daniel for handouts. Seven years ago when I filed for divorce she was frozen from my assets. Poor, wounded animals are the worst, and Daniel is about to lose everything when you and Whitt take over the family. The only thing they have is this house, and whatever Whittenhower money they can spend in the next two weeks.”