Owned by Him (2 page)

The feel of her silken pussy
was too much. He grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his jeans, which were
pooled around his ankles. Quickly sheathing his cock with the latex, he gripped
her hip and seated himself inside her warm, tight pussy.

She screamed, and he didn’t
want to know the truth of why she was in pain. Staring into her eyes, Elijah
realized the truth and his fucking mistake. Amber was a virgin, and he was her
first man.

Closing his eyes he tried to
be angry, but all he felt was relief. He made a promise to himself in that
moment. Amber would never know the touch of another man. Elijah would make sure
no man would ever want to come near her. He would own every inch of her.

She was in his arms, in his
bed with his cock deep inside her body, and he was making a claim on her. There
was no way she was getting away from him a second time.

Pulling out of her tight
heat, Elijah plunged back inside. Slipping a hand between them, he started to
finger her swollen clit. He wanted to hear her scream his name in pleasure.

Tears glistened in her eyes,
and he leaned down, kissing her lips.

“I’m sorry,” he said,
meaning it.

A gentleman would have
stopped. A gentleman wouldn’t have continued. He was not a gentleman. He was a
Dom, and even he knew he couldn’t use that as an excuse for his actions. There
was no excuse.

Stroking her clit, he
brought her to orgasm, watching the pleasure cross her face as he took her. He
started out slow, caressing her clit and sucking on her breasts.

She was so damn perfect. He
couldn’t imagine not having her. She was truly perfect to him.

Sliding in and out of her
warm heat drove his obsession deeper down. There was no way one quick fuck was
ever going to get him over her. Amber was in his mind, in his blood, and she’d
stay there for the rest of his life.

He drove into her harder,
feeling the first stirrings of orgasm start to build.

“Come for me, baby,” he
said, flicking her clit.

Amber followed his
directions like a perfect submissive.

She’s too fucking young.

Blanking out the thoughts,
Elijah slowed down his thrusts, bringing Amber to several more orgasms before
he found release.

When he could no longer hold
off his release, Elijah wrapped his arms around her and moaned against her skin
as his seed poured into the waiting condom. He wanted to have her without
anything between them. There was no way she’d be on birth control.
 

Resting his head on her
breasts he took several deep breaths needing to gain control of
himself
.

“Elijah?” she asked.

He lifted his head. “What,
baby?”

“Are you, erm, finished?
You’re squashing me.”

Anger consumed him. He
lifted up on his arms and pulled out of her wetness. Staring down at the
evidence of her innocence, he went to his personal bathroom. Quickly, he
grabbed a towel and a cloth then returned to find her trying to dress.

“Sit the fuck down. You’re
not going anywhere until I’ve cleaned you up. I’m not having any arguments
either.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Sit down!” Her gaze went to
the door before she sat down on his bed.

Moving close to her, he
knelt before her. Amber’s face was bright red. The color almost matched the
shade of her hair.

Shaking his head, he cleaned
away the few specks of blood. Cursing in his head, Elijah returned the soiled
towel and cloth to the bathroom.

Returning to his room,
Elijah was overcome with possessive anger. He could have hurt her because she
hadn’t told him the truth. Before he reined in his anger, Elijah grabbed Amber,
hauled her over his knee and started to slap her ass.

While he’d been gone she’d
pulled the skirt down to cover her ass so her flesh was given a certain amount
of protection, but not enough to hide away from his anger.

He was so fucking mad.

When he was finished, he
made her sit on the bed and look at him. “Don’t you ever let a guy do that to
you, do you understand me?”

“Do what?” she asked,
crying. He saw the tears in her eyes but also the peace that seemed to flash
back at him. Elijah didn’t want to think about what her emotions meant. In the
wrong hands they were dangerous. He couldn’t risk anything happening to his
sweet Amber. That’s how he’d come to see her, as his.

“You’re my woman, Amber.
Mine, no man is allowed near you. Never let them do what I’ve done, do you
understand?” he asked.

They were not the words he
was going to speak. He was going to tell her to never let a man hurt her and to
make sure she was ready before taking another man.

Holding her in his arms,
Elijah kissed her head, offering her all the comfort he could give her. He was
totally twisted inside, and yet all he wanted to do was love her. She was the
first and only woman to ever make him care.

He fell asleep with Amber in
his arms, but when he woke up she was gone.

****

Over the years he flitted in
and out of Amber’s life until he met her at Club Kink when she was twenty-one
years old and looking for a reason as to why she liked being dominated. He
couldn’t believe what was happening, but over the course of the next four years,
he pushed her away until she saw him trying to take on another sub. After that,
Elijah tried to move on. Amber was too much of an addiction, and he was too far
gone to let her slip through his fingers. Going back to his sister was an
excuse. He was really going back for his woman, for his sweet Amber.

Chapter One

Amber Phelps smacked her
head against her apartment door. Why couldn’t he leave her alone? She’d done
everything in the rule book to get over him, and yet, here he was, still
hassling
her. What more did she have to do to prove to him
she’d moved on?

“I know you’re in there. I
heard you tell Heather over thirty minutes ago that you were not leaving your
apartment,” Elijah Booth said through her door. She shouldn’t be able to hear
him.

She made a mental note to
complain to her apartment manager about the thinness of the wall, if there was
such a thing.

Opening the door, she peeked
through the gap that the chain lock allowed. “What? What do you want?”

“Is that any way to speak to
me?” he asked.

“I signed a contract, and I
did everything by the book. You can’t be throwing titles at me or demands. I’m
a free woman, and I left all that crap behind.” She had no choice but to leave
that life behind when she left Club Kink. It was an exclusive club in the big
city. She’d cancelled her registration and asked not to be contacted by any of
the
Doms
or subs there. Tyler, the owner of the club,
had made sure she didn’t have any trouble. Leaving the club had been her own
decision, and there was no way she’d be going back.

None of her friends knew
about her foray into domination and submission. She’d become addicted to it
because of the man she was trying to avoid. Ever since he’d spanked her and
fucked her at Heather’s eighteenth birthday party she’d been smitten with him.
She’d been eighteen for over three months before Heather and always had a crush
on Elijah. Never in all of her life did she imagine he’d want her back.

He didn’t want me. All Elijah ever wanted to do was
mold
me and control me into what he wanted.

Closing her eyes she shut
out the pain that he’d caused. Whenever he was around she went into her old
ways of thinking he was her master. She still couldn’t believe she’d kept her
submission and her relationship with Elijah a secret from her friends. Heather didn’t
even know the truth. She’d kept it a secret for so long that lying to them had
become so easy.

There was no way she’d ever
be able to tell them the truth.

“I know you did everything
you could to get away from it, Amber. I’m not here because of the club.”

She went to shut the door,
but he pressed a hand to the wood, stopping her. Amber was always surprised by
his strength when he used it against her. There were times he was one of the
nicest men she’d ever seen.

“Then why are you here? The
last time I saw you, you were trying out other subs, Elijah. I don’t want you
here at my place.”

Amber wasn’t stupid. She should
have known Elijah was going to move on once he grew bored of her. On the last
day of her entering the club, she’d seen him caressing a skinny blonde woman.
She didn’t know the woman’s name and didn’t really care. The desire in his eyes
couldn’t be masked, and the way they’d dimmed when they saw her spoke volumes.
She couldn’t be with a man who didn’t want her. Elijah was her first and the only
man she’d been with. It was pathetic, and she wished she could change it. She’d
tried to date other men, but no one could match Elijah. He was a force all on
his own.

“I need to talk to you.
Please, let me in.”

His fingers caressed her
hand. She pulled away, not wanting his contact. All she wanted to do was let
him in.

“No, you’re breaking the
rules. You shouldn’t be here.”

“I’m not breaking any rules.
I’m here for you, Amber.”

“What?” She couldn’t believe
a word that came out of his mouth. It was too dangerous, and Amber knew she’d
give herself too easily to him.

“I left Club Kink behind.
I’m here for you, and I’m going to start a new life with you.”

His words would have meant
so much to her over a year ago. Now, his words fell on deaf ears.

“What happened to my
replacement?” she asked.

“I was stupid and scared,
okay?”

“What could you possibly be
afraid of?” She was getting angry. This was not the way she wanted to spend
Friday afternoon. She was supposed to be meeting her friends at Wade’s club.
Connie was supposed to be singing as her friend was trying to build her
confidence.

“You’ve got no idea, do
you?” he asked, staring at her.

“I’ve not got time for this.
I need to get ready.”

“Five minutes of your time,
Amber. Please, I need to see you without Heather or the others being around
you.”

She nibbled her lip, hoping
he’d just leave. He’d never been to her apartment before. All of their
interactions had taken place at Club Kink or his old penthouse, which he’d
sold, according to Heather.

“You really shouldn’t be
here,” she said.

He took a step closer.
“Please, pet.”

“Don’t. I’m not that thing
anymore.”

Pushing the door closed, she
unlatched the chain and opened the door. The only way to get rid of him was to
let him have what he wanted. Rubbing her palms down the front of her jeans,
Amber walked toward her kitchen and finished pouring herself a coffee. She made
sure to pour Elijah a coffee.

She heard the door close and
tried not to tense. Turning around she saw him stood at the far end of the
counter. The silence stretched between them. Amber moved closer to him and
handed him the cup she’d made.

“I don’t know how you take
it.” She’d never been given that privilege of knowing more about him.

“Amber, why did you leave?”
he asked, taking the cup she offered.

“It was time for me to move
on. You should know that. I saw you with Blondie, and I knew it was time for me
to move on. I’m not really for that scene, and I never should have been there
in the first place.”

He moved quickly, trapping
her against his hard body and the
side of the kitchen counter
.
Elijah took the cup from her fingers.

“What are you doing?” she
asked, nervous.

“You’re a submissive, Amber.
I’ve known it for a long time. I never should have spanked or fucked you when I
did, but I couldn’t stop myself. You call to a part of me I try to keep
buried.”

He cupped her cheek making
it hard for her to turn away. His dark brown gaze had always fascinated her.
She didn’t know why. His eyes were only brown. There was nothing fascinating
about brown eyes.
 
 

“Stop this,” she said.

“No, I’m not stopping this.”

****

Elijah stared into her green
eyes and knew he’d do everything in his power to make things right between
them. He’d hurt her badly, and only he could fix what he’d broken. When he’d
arrived at his sister’s door several months ago he’d lied. He loved his sister
deeply, but the real reason he’d come around was because of Amber.

She’d left him over six
months ago. One moment she’d been a member of Club Kink, and then she’d been
gone, like she was never there. At first he’d tried to move on and take another
sub, but none of them were like Amber. The woman before him understood him. She
got him and never pushed for more.