At His Mercy: Hell Brigade MC (29 page)

Nick bent down, holding Gabby close against his chest. “Listen to me, you bastard. I’m going to send you to jail, and you’re not going to get out quickly. We’ll make sure of that. For hurting Gabby, and for enslaving other women, you’re going to spend the rest of your miserable life in jail. If it was up to me, I would put you out of your misery now, but frankly, you deserve to be locked up and never enjoy freedom again.”

Without waiting for reply, he walked out. The ambulance was just turning into the driveway. He carried her over and set her down into the ambulance. As the medics converged around her, he stepped back.

She leaned forward, resisting their efforts to make her lie down. “Nick?”

“I’m right here, babe. Never again am I going to be anywhere else but by your side,” he promised.

He could hear her audible sigh as she allowed the medics to treat her wounds. Nick couldn’t believe that this nightmare was finally over. He meant every word he said. Now that he found Gabby, he would never let her go. She was the reason for his happiness, and he couldn’t afford to lose her anymore. For as long as he lived, he would protect and cherish her – and nothing would ever mar their bliss ever again.

CHAPTER THIRTY

A year later, Gabby woke up in a massive four-post bed in a strange room. For a few moments, she couldn’t figure out where she was and fear coursed through her heart. When the cobwebs of sleep crept away from her mind, she remembered that she’d come for a vacation to this beautiful, tropical island for two weeks with Nick. She turned and saw the man who slept beside her.

In his sleep, he looked so beautiful. It wasn’t just that he was handsome but also that he was so caring and generous with her. Every moment of his life was devoted to her. With him, she felt complete, whole. Gabby bent to deliver a kiss to his forehead. His arm snaked over her waist and held her captive.

Giggling, she tried to free herself. “Leave me alone.”

“Not before I get my due.”

When she fell in beside him, the musky, strong scent of him hit her nostrils. Within an instant, desire slid into her veins, quick and fast. It hit her like a punch and she gasped in delight as his hand cupped her heavy, warm breast. His fingers kneaded her soft flesh and she relished the waves of need that coursed through her nerves.

Arousal was instantaneous.

“Do you ever think about anything else?”

“Oh yes, babe.” He nuzzled her neck, his mouth doing things to her that made her heart flutter. “I think about your lovely hair, your beautiful, naked body, your sexy curves, and your upturned cute mouth.”

A smile spread over her lips as he yanked off her t-shirt and threw it on the side. His gaze traveled down the length of her body as he took note of the way her breasts heaved and the telltale flush of color that glowed over her cheeks. No man made her feel this gorgeous before. “Is there anything else that occupies your thoughts?”

“Oh yes.” His hands cupped her breasts and kneaded. “I dream about making wild love to you, and now I am going to make that particular dream come true.”

She laughed as he kissed her throat but when his lips traveled down her breast and found her nipple, her breath was caught in her throat. His lips sucked and caressed her hard bud as she squirmed under him. Her body was a bundle of nerves that frizzled and sparkled as he lavished his attention on her warm, creamy breast and her sensitive, swollen nipple. His fingers slid down her torso and rested on her taut stomach as he paid homage to her twin globules. She arched and buckled under him, feeling lost and confused.

So easily he could reduce her to this state of needy wantonness.

Her fingers inched along his skin as she enjoyed the way his hard muscles rippled under her finger pads. The light that filtered in from the folds in the curtains played on his body, highlighting his sleek angles. The man was nothing if not thorough. He took his time until her blood began to boil. As his mouth moved her nipples, desire careened through her overloaded system. Sensations, hot and greedy, exploded in her veins as his tongue swept over her nubs. He fondled and caressed as she speared her fingers through his soft hair and held on for dear life. Unable to move, to shift away, she was a willing victim to this wonderful assault.

Naked and helpless, she spread under him, unable to do anything to stop the torture that drove her nearly mad. Need. Passion. Heat. Everything jumbled inside her like a cocktail of heady desires that overtook all other senses. Moisture slipped down her thighs as her pussy lips opened in the anticipation of what was to come. She couldn’t wait for him to enter and pound into her. Only if he took what she offered from her and gave back in return would she be able to feel normal once more. But he appeared intent to take his time. As he lifted his head, his gaze feasted on her soft curves and her creamy skin.

In turn, she feasted on the sight of his narrow waist and his hard, thick shaft that protruded from between his thighs. It was a delight to gaze at it. She reached forward to grasp his cock in her hands, but he grabbed her hand and pinned it to the bed.

“Nick,” she protested.

His mouth settled on her navel and his tongue dove inside. She arched as a need unlike any burst into her veins. He took his time, paying attention to the curve of her waist and the creamy quality of her skin, but when he moved his head down, a murmur of protest sputtered out of her lips. It changed into a gasp of pleasure as his tongue swept over the curls that guarded her pussy and then brushed over the wet lips. He held her hands in a fierce grip and all she could do was lift her hips as she attempted to squirm away.

He didn’t allow her to do so.

Instead, he settled between legs and took delight in her moans and gasps as she melted under his relentless attention. His tongue swept into her velvety center and waves of desire coursed through her nerves. She stopped existing as a person. Instead, she was a mass of quivering, shuddering muscles. She didn’t care what he did and how he did it. Her entire existence was focused on the delicious yearning for release that built inside her. She breathed out soft gasps in her struggle to maintain her composure, but it was a losing battle. Gently, he picked up pace and when the orgasm rippled through her, she cried out.

He allowed her a few moments to take a brief respite. Letting go of her hands, he joined her on the bed and lay down beside her. She put her arms around his smooth back as she attempted to get her breath back.  It was one of the most fantastic experiences of her life. He sure knew how to make her tingle with fulfillment and contentment. As he rested his head on her breasts, she felt complete, whole.

Suddenly, he straddled her. Surprised, she gazed into his eyes. When she detected the desperation on his face, heat, and wild and fiery, spiraled in her gut. She was ready to do his bidding. His cock brushed against her lips and willingly she opened her mouth, eager to return the pleasure he’d so generously bestowed on her. As his penis slid into her throat, she wrapped her tongue around it, taking delight in the way his muscles shuddered under her hands that rested on his hips. She enjoyed the musky, strong smell that assailed her senses. His penis throbbed and vibrated, and just as she thought he was about to come, he pulled out.

She cried in disbelief, but he quickly slipped down her body. His cock rubbed against her pussy that was wet with her juices. She wanted him to shove it inside her but he took his time to swipe his penis against her until it was slick and wet. As she moaned and groaned in frustration, he smiled. Suddenly, without warning, he plunged into her. Her sheath opened to accommodate him while her muscles clenched and unclenched around him. Putting his hands on the back of her thighs, he forced her to open more as he pounded into her with a viciousness that delighted her. Finally, she could have what she longed for.

Desire, passion, and need spiraled into her with the force of a tsunami. As he picked up the pace, she was caught in the throes of the crashing waves that swelled and slammed into her. Her body craved released. Each bold stroke fired a volley of desire within her frazzled nerves. Higher and higher, he made her spiral as she reached towards the sharp precipice that waited down below.  It was a daring, delicious moment. She longed for that moment of joy and happiness that would catapult her out of this sweet misery, but he kept her hanging on the lip of desire far longer than ever before. His muscles were sleek with sweat as he thrust into her again and again. His pelvic bone ground into hers and each time it pressed against her clit, she felt a burst of pleasure sweep through her senses.

Finally, when the orgasm spiraled through her, she screamed loudly with the pleasure of it. Moments later, he spilled his semen into her and collapsed on top of.

If this wasn’t love, she didn’t know what was.

It wasn’t just a meeting of their bodies but also of their minds and souls. She felt totally in tune with Nick. He was the only man who made her feel that life was worth living. With him, everything looked beautiful, special.

A few hours later, she walked with Nick along the beach. The crashing sounds of the waves, the flight of the seagulls as they flew overhead, and the tall, and the swaying trees on the beach made her feel as if she was in paradise. She’d recovered from the nightmare easily enough once she was back among her friends and with Nick.

They made her feel whole again.

“What are you thinking?”

She clutched his hand tightly. “If there is heaven on earth, this might be it.”

“Then surely you must be an angel.”

She laughed, raised his hand to her lips, and dropped a kiss on it. “Only you could say such a thing.”

“I only state the truth.”

From the moment he found her again, Nick didn’t make her feel sad or guilty for a single second. She’d thought he might be angry at her for putting herself in that vulnerable potion, but instead, he was the soul of generosity and care. After being raped and beaten, she felt used, but slowly, over time he made her realize that it wasn’t her fault. She was the victim, not the perpetrator of the crime. Joseph was behind bars and he would remain like that for a long, long time. Seeing Gabby’s courage, other women he enslaved came forward and testified against him. It made the case stronger, and now Gabby didn’t have to worry about him.

Her life with Nick was just perfect. She couldn’t have envisioned a better ending to that whole mess. Now they could really live without any fears. This vacation with Nick was the ultimate icing on the cake. She was surprised when he sprang this idea on her, but Gabby quickly warmed to the idea of getting away from the routine for two weeks and having a lazy vacation on an island.

This was the first time in her life when she didn’t have to work. It felt divine. As she strolled on the beach on bare feet, she could feel every bone and muscle in her body relax. “We should take souvenirs for everyone.”

“Who all?”

“Ronald, Willow, Tasha, and Matt. Miles, too.”

He laughed. “Matt also.”

“Of course. Now that we’ve gotten over our mutual pique, I find him to be an intriguing guy. And I can never forget the fact that he came to rescue me along with you.”

“They all love you, Gabby.”

“And I love them.” She stopped and turned. “I love you, Nick, more than I can explain, more than I can express.” She never got tired of saying it. Now that she saw death so up, close, and personal, Gabby didn’t fear to voice the emotions that swirled in her heart. Why had she withheld these feelings for so long? If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be alive. If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t know what love was.

He taught her to trust others, to love freely, and to believe in the goodness of people. Not only was he her savior but also her lover. No other woman was as lucky.

She loved him – and he felt the same way.

This was her truth and reality and she wasn’t scared to shy away from it anymore. 

“I have something to ask you,” he said. Digging his hand in his pocket, he pulled out a black, square box. Opening it, he presented a ring.

She gasped when her gaze feasted on the sparkling diamond ring that glittered in the sunlight. Tears sprang into her eyes. “Nick?”

“Marry me, Gabby. Make me the happiest man on this earth. Without you, I have nothing to live you. I don’t want anything else more than I want you. I’ll do my best to make you happy, and together, we can be a real family,” he pleaded.

Words were trapped in her throat. She couldn’t say them out loud. The silence was deafening. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Was he actually asking her to marry him? She raised her eyes and met his. The love that glowed in their depths was all for her. There was no denying the fact that he was crazy about her, and she felt pretty much the same way.

Gabby didn’t want to wait anymore. “Yes, oh yes.”

Putting her arms around his neck, she kissed him while the ring was crushed between them. When they parted, he took it out and slid it on her finger. “You’ve made me the happiest man, Gabby. We are good together.”

“Yes, we are.” She gazed at the shiny ring. Once, she believed that she would never get this. Now that she had it, Gabby was scared of losing it. Nick was the ultimate man. He was hers, and she was his for as long as they both lived. “I love you,” she repeated the words that meant so much.

Hand in hand, they walked back towards their hotel. It was the perfect beginning for their new life – and from now on, they would be happy forever.