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  pleasure which was building inside her was beginning to force a

  release. His tongue matched the trusts of his cock, and soon she

  was whimpering with the need for relief.

  And then it all came crashing down.

  Samara broke the kiss to scream at the top of her lungs. Her

  pleasure erupted so violently that, even her toes felt like they were

  convulsing with her climax, and still Dane continued. He kept

  surging, thrusting, and fucking her with powerful, fast strokes that

  only triggered the whole build up again.

  She dug her nails in harder, which had him prying her hands

  away from his chest to pin them up over her head. She felt him

  swell up inside her, heard the moans come from his lips, but she

  couldn’t process any of it. All she could do was try to keep what

  little bit of sanity she had left intact.

  But she couldn’t.

  On her third, or was it the fourth orgasm, Samara really lost it.

  She broke down crying with such a release that she was unable to

  stop.

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  “Oh, fuck me!” Dane rose up again on his hands and arched

  back as much as he could.

  She felt him swell, felt the jerks of his body, and knew that he

  was experiencing his release. Covering her face with her hands,

  Samara kept on crying. She didn’t understand why she was

  crying, only that she was feeling so much pleasure she couldn’t

  stop.

  “Shhhh,” Dane lowered back down on top of her. He wrapped

  his arms under her, hugging her close. “It’s okay.”

  “Why am I crying?” she sniffed.

  “Because you just went through one hell of a series of

  orgasms.” He pulled out from her body and she groaned loudly at

  the tenderness and sensitivity. He rolled over to his back, taking

  her with him. “Just relax. Everything is going to be alright.”

  It was soothing having him hold her and rub her back. She still

  felt hot, in need, but her exhausted body was dragging her into a

  deep sleep, which she needed and hadn’t had in a very long time.

  In fact, she couldn’t think of the last time she felt safe enough to

  sleep, but she sure as hell did now. And this time, Samara was

  going to take full advantage of it and sleep until she couldn’t sleep

  any longer.

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  Chapter Five

  Dane sat on the side of the bed with his robe on, watching

  Samara sleep deeply on her belly. He sort of expected that she

  hadn’t had a good night sleep in a while and the faint bruise he

  was now looking at told him of a rough home life. How rough, he

  had no clue, but would soon find out.

  A faint knock on the door and he was up, heading for it. It

  opened and servants brought in food that he ordered and a

  special present that just wasn’t going to wait until morning.

  Everything was set up on the low table. All that was needed was

  his new bride.

  Waiting until the door was once more locked, Dane went back

  to the bed. He pulled the sheet down to her feet. His mouth

  instantly watered at her flesh and he couldn’t help himself from

  bending over and kissing her ass.

  She stirred some, but not enough. So he kept kissing her, up

  her back, until she slowly started to wake up.

  And like cold water to a face, she went flying out of the bed.

  “God I’m sorry. I’ll start cooking right now.”

  “Samara.”

  “What?” She stood away from the bed, naked.

  Dane turned, picked up the robe and stood up. He extended

  his hand out to her, with the robe hanging from a few fingers.

  “Want this?”

  Her face turned red. She snatched it from him, turned her

  back, and slipped it on. “What time is it?”

  “Not even morning. Hungry?” He turned from her and went

  over to the table. With a sigh, he sat down and began to pick up

  lids. “Ah, roasted chicken. Very nice.” He started to fill up the

  plates, but stopped to look over his shoulder at her. “Are you

  going to join me?”

  He went back to the food and she sat down across from him.

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  Dane handed her a plate, took his own, and lounged back against

  the pillows, eating.

  “So you thought you needed to get up and start cooking.” He

  took a bite of the meat, chewing it quickly. “Is that something you

  do often?”

  Samara looked down at the food, not touching it. “It’s my job

  to cook and clean and take care of my sister.” She took a deep

  breath before looking up at him. “My father expected everything to

  be spotless, his meal hot and on time, and Makayla out of his

  way. As long as I completed my jobs Makayla was safe.”

  “Makayla is your sister?”

  She nodded.

  “How old?”

  “Seventeen. My father sent her away to a boarding school, but

  I don’t know where.” She hugged herself and he could see tears

  forming in her eyes. “I really don’t know why. It cost money and

  that’s something we don’t seem to have a lot of.”

  “Well, I don’t know much about the boarding schools around

  here,” he sighed. “Two of my best friends were shipped off. So far,

  Darius is the only one that hasn’t come home yet. Personally, I

  think he’s a bit afraid.”

  “Why would he be afraid to come home?” She frowned.

  “The town sort of turned its back on the four of us.” He put the

  plate back on the table, reached for the pitcher, and poured them

  both a glass of tea. He took a big drink, sighing as it went down.

  “Damn, that’s good. Maybe I should see if I can steal one of the

  cooks here.”

  Samara picked up her glass and took a drink. “I can fix that.”

  “What else can you fix?”

  She started to smile, but it never really formed. “Enough about

  me, what do you do?”

  “I play in the stock market and I love talking about you.” He

  gave her a big smile. “In fact, I don’t think too many around here

  know that much about you. Why is that?” She shrugged her

  shoulders, looking back down at the food. “If you’re hungry, eat.

  We have a long night ahead of us.”

  “It’s strange,” she mumbled.

  “Excuse me?”

  “It’s all so strange.” She looked up again.

  “What is?”

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  “All of this.” She glanced at the food quickly. “I mean, first off,

  I’ve never got to eat before him, and second, never so much.”

  That had her chuckling and rubbing her face. “God, this has to be

  some kind of dream.”

  “Then let’s add more to the dream.” He crawled over to her on

  his hands and knees. Samara watched him the whole time,

  looking a bit scared of what he was going to do next. Dane

  brought out a small box he had in the robe pocket. He ha
nded it to

  her. “Open it.”

  “What’s this?”

  “It’s a tradition for the grooms here to gift the new brides with

  something special. I got here early and put claim to this for you.”

  She frowned at him, “But how did you know that we would be

  any kind of match?”

  “I had high hopes. Open it.”

  He saw her hands shake as she took the lid off of the box.

  Resting in black velvet, a ruby and diamond heart band. Dane

  brought it out, letting her get a good look at it. The setting was

  solid gold with rubies in the shape of hearts going all the way

  around. Small tear drop diamonds were placed intricately between

  each ruby.

  He took hold of her left hand and slipped the band on her ring

  finger, finishing it off with a kiss, first on her ring finger and then on

  her lips.

  “Dane, I can’t take this,” she breathed out. “It’s too much.”

  “No it’s not. It’s perfect for you. Now eat. My hunger for you is

  growing again.” He winked at her before moving back over to his

  seat.

  He watched her from the corner of his eye. Samara was very

  hesitant about eating anything. That had him wondering even

  more what life with her father was like.

  He ate slowly, mostly so she would eat. Every few bites, she

  stopped and looked down at the ring on her finger. The silence

  was beginning to bother him though. Dane wanted to know all

  there was about her and Samara seemed very reluctant to tell him

  a thing.

  “You’re worried about something.” It was a statement, not a

  question. Dane watched her closely now. He saw the worry on her

  face, in her eyes. “What is it?”

  “My father.” She reached for her glass of tea. “I’m sure he’s

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  beyond pissed by now. I would bet he’s ready to kill something or

  someone.” She took a drink and held the cup up next to her face.

  “He was very pissed when you paid for that food.”

  “What did he do?” Dane somewhat had an idea of what her

  father did. He didn’t know the man, but he had no doubt that her

  father was the kind to beat out whatever it was he wanted. “Did he

  beat you?”

  Her eyes lowered, his anger rose. “Not me. Makayla.” Her

  voice shook when she spoke. “I really don’t want to talk about

  this.”

  “He can’t hurt you anymore.”

  Her eyes went up quickly. “It’s not me I’m worried about.” She

  put her glass down rather hard. Some tea splashed onto the table

  and she stood up. “My God, do you have any idea what you’ve

  done here? What we’ve done?”

  Oh, this anger is unexpected. “Samara, we didn’t do anything

  wrong,” Dane frowned. “We’re married. You’re my wife.”

  “I can’t be your wife, Dane. My father has something planned,

  something that is endangering Makayla’s safety.” She ran both

  hands through her hair in frustration. “I need to go take a shower. I

  need to think!”

  He watched her go, and then looked back at the table. The

  food he put on her plate, she barely touched. Instead, he saw that

  she was putting some of it in the napkin to her side, almost as if

  she was storing it for later or to take with her.

  He stood up, pulled the knot from his robe, and let the thing

  fall to the floor. Naked, he walked to the bathroom. Once at the

  door, he heard the shower start. Counting to ten, he waited before

  opening the door and going inside.

  She had her back to him, which was just what he wanted.

  Dane slowly walked towards her. With each step, his cock

  became harder and harder. When she spotted him, he pounced

  upon her.

  Dane rushed her, pressed her up against the wet tile, face

  first. He picked up her left leg and in one fluid motion entered her

  hot pussy from behind.

  Samara gasped loudly as Dane thrust repeatedly into her. He

  fucked her hard and moved his other hand around to her clit.

  Keeping the motion going, he opened her up, and flicked her hard

  clit with his finger. She moaned and pressed back against him.

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  “You’re my wife, Samara,” Dane huffed in her ear, slamming

  into her as hard as he could. “Say it.” She shook her head no.

  “Say it, or I’m going to spank your clit.”

  “What?” she squeaked.

  Dane jerked her from the wall and forced her down to her

  hands and knees and stopped moving within her. Now, with two

  free hands, he held her sweet pussy lips open with one hand and

  with the other he gave her hard clit a tap.

  “Dane!” she yelled.

  He gave her another tap, “Say it or the tapping only gets

  harder.”

  “Are you out of your mind?”

  A harder tap and her head went down and her pussy

  tightened around his cock. “Don’t come yet, baby. I’m not done

  with you.”

  One more slap and Dane was once more thrusting hard into

  her. Every few seconds, he would slap her clit and follow it up with

  a slight pinch. Each time he did so, she would tighten up around

  him, almost squeezing his climax from his damn dick!

  “Tell me you’re mine,” he moaned, closing his eyes tight,

  trying to push the orgasm back. “Say it, or I’ll make sure neither

  one of us comes.”

  “Come on!”

  He slapped her clit five fast times and rotated his hips,

  grinding his rock-hard cock into her. Samara cried out and pushed

  back against him, but he held her still with ease.

  “It’s just three simple words,” he huffed in her ear. “You can

  do it.”

  “I hate you!” she screamed.

  Dane laughed low in her ear, “That’s not it.”

  He moved again, kept one hand on her clit, and moved the

  other between the folds of her rear. He found the tiny ring to her

  ass and teased it. Anal sex was one of his favorites, but not many

  of his past lovers wanted to play like that.

  Dane fucked her slow, moved her own juices back and rolled

  her clit between two fingers at the same time. It was tortuous for

  him as well, but he knew the wait was going to be worth it in the

  end.

  He kept teasing her ass with one finger and kept moving very

  slowly into her. She would push back, and squeeze down on him,

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  which tested his control immensely. But Dane held his climax at

  bay. He wasn’t going to give in too easy at least he was going to

  try like hell not to.

  Oh, I’m going to come soon! Dane bit his lower lip. A chill

  raced down his spine and pooled between his legs. He could feel

  the swelling starting, the beginning of his climax, and he couldn’t

  seem to control it.

  So instead of fighting it, he went with the flow. He slipped one

  finger as far into her ass as he could, pinched her clit, and

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bsp; pumped hard and fast. Samara screamed. Her pussy tightened

  over his cock and she pushed back against him. He swelled inside

  her, yelling his own release. Pulse after pulse of his seed shot out

  of him, deep into her. He couldn’t get a grip on the sensations that

  hit. He couldn’t control a fucking thing. Hell, he couldn’t even stop

  himself from climaxing.

  They both fell to the wet floor, him on top of her. Dane couldn’t

  seem to catch his breath or move. Every part of his body felt alive

  and tingled.

  “You will admit it,” he panted.

  “We’ll see,” she breathed out. Her statement had Dane

  laughing and rolling off of her at the same time.

  * * * *

  Ryland lay face down on a cold floor. His face was pressed

  into the wood by a foot to the back of his head. He hurt

  everywhere, especially his ribs. He half-expected one of them to

  be broken, just like he was pretty damn sure his nose was.

  He hated having to come here tonight to inform “the watcher”

  that Samara had been taken. It was the last thing he wanted to

  do, but he knew he had to. If he found out any other way, well

  Lord only knew what punishment Ryland would’ve suffered.

  “You disappoint me, Ryland.” The man in the shadow, which

  was what Ryland called him in his head, strolled in front of

  Ryland’s face as another person held his head up by his hair. “I

  thought we had a deal and a very clear understanding.”

  “We do,” Ryland muttered. Talking or answering any kind of

  questions was damn near impossible when you had your face

  shoved into the floor.

  “Well, then I must be mistaken. Your daughter is not at home

  you said, but at the Compound becoming someone’s whore?” The

  calm in his voice gave Ryland the damn chills. He was scared.

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  Real fucking scared. “Oh, and I discover by my other

  acquaintance, that your other daughter has been shipped off as

  well, making her untouchable also. He made a tsking sound. “Too

  bad for you, my friend.”

  The foot at the back of his neck moved, but Ryland didn’t get

  up. “I only sent Makayla away so that she would be safe. I didn’t

  want anyone to come messing with her.”

  “I’m sure.” The sound of his shoes moving away had Ryland

  glancing up. “But, unfortunately, I don’t believe you,” he sighed,