Room 103 02 - Thrilling Heaven (12 page)

“Why don’t you ever sing with the band?” I asked when I
realised I had never seen them perform with Ethan singing.

He shook his head wildly, “I’ve only ever sang in front
of you, Jen.”

I frowned as I popped a piece of apple into his mouth,
“Really?”

Nodding, he placed a half of strawberry into mine. “It
frightens the shit out of me, singing in front of people. Just clam up, can’t
do it.”

“Wow.”

He shrugged as he rolled me over with him until I was
straddled above him, his thumbs softly stroking the outer flesh of my thighs
rhythmically.

“But your voice is amazing, Ethan. It’s so soft but
kinda… haunting, ya’ know, steady and so smooth.”

I pressed my palms against his chest, needing to feel the
strength and heat of his magnificent body.

He smiled but shrugged again, “Just how I am.”

I pursed my lips but nodded in acceptance. We all had our
demons, hell I had plenty.

His hands pushed me down his legs slightly and he smirked
as he lowered his zip and freed his erection, my eyes widening at his casual
manner as he gripped my waist and elevated me before lowering me onto him.

I hissed through my teeth as I sheathed him tightly and
started to move. He shook his head and held me still. “Just feel me, Jen. Just
hold me inside you, join us for a little while. I simply wanna link, baby.”

I leaned forward, my chest against his as I tenderly
kissed him, our lips moving in sync and at a slow tempo as we came together and
extended ourselves into a single being.

I crossed my arms over his chest then rested my chin on
them as I gazed up at his stunning features and we remained like that for a
while, both of us quiet and still, him deep inside me, me cloaking him, each of
us lost in our own thoughts as we united intimately.

“I need to find a new job.” I said out of the blue eventually.

His eyes fixed on me as he pursed his lips, “No rush,
baby. What’s mine is yours.”

I scowled at him and shook my head. “No, Ethan. I would
imagine Kyle’s put a hold on our accounts by now.” I grimaced when I realised
I’d only got about £12 in my purse and I needed clothes, toiletries and
cosmetics before all else. I would bet he had cancelled my credit cards as
well.

God damn.

“Stop thinking too hard,” Ethan stated as he tapped my
nose and brought me out of my reverie.

“Just thinking of the stuff I need without having to go
home for it, but there’s no way I can get them replaced without going back for
them.”

He leaned up on his elbows and lifted his brows at me.
“There’s no way you’re going back, Jen. No – fucking – way!”

 I rolled my eyes and sighed, “And my stuff?”

He shrugged and lowered himself back down as he brought
his finger up to the cut in the neckline of my dress and traced the edge of it.
“You have some things at Bulk’s.”

“A few jeans and dresses, Ethan. I need my things, my
personal things. Photos, Shane’s things, documents, cosmetics, perfumes, medication…”

He shook his head slowly and adamantly and my temper rose
at his pig-headedness. “Ethan, please. I need my things and I have to get
them.” I persisted but he shook his head again.

Huffing, I lifted myself off him and pulled my shoes on,
my anger at his order had me breathing deeply through my nose as I tried to
bate my annoyance.

He circled my waist, pulled me over and pinned me to the
ground under his strong frame whilst his hands clamped my wrists and held them
above my head.

His own anger was palpable, its intensity floating around
me like a red mist as his blazing eyes locked me down.

“You… Are… Not… Going… Any…where… Near… Him!” he growled.
“You hear me, Jen. Not a fucking hope in hell!”

I pushed against him, even though he was being careful
not to squash my stomach under him. “Get off me.” I demanded as I pushed again.

“Not until you promise me.”

“Ethan, there is no way I’m leaving Shane’s things with
him. He knows how much they mean to me, he’ll destroy them just to hurt me.”

“And he’ll destroy you just to hurt me.”

I studied his face as my brain cleared and it suddenly
became apparent why he didn’t want me to go back.

“Ethan. I won’t stay with him, baby. I love you; I’m yours,
all of me, heart and soul.”

He sighed heavily as his eyes darkened, “Until he threatens
to do something to me again?”

“He’s already threatened you with a gun, I don’t think he
can top that really, do you?”

His eyes scanned over every part of my face as his
features softened and he relaxed his hold on my wrists. “He will though, Jen.
He knows how to play you. He knows how to hurt you.”

I reached up and kissed him softly, “How about I take
Bulk with me, and try and make it when he’s at work?”

He narrowed his eyes in contemplation and I knew I’d won
when he sighed, “Bulk and Jax.”

I nodded, happy that he met me halfway. “That’s fine but
you don’t come. That would be like a red rag to a bull, baby.”

He nodded in agreement as he rolled us over and slid me down,
straight onto his hard shaft. He grinned as my eyes widened. “Little Boss is
growing up real quick this week,” he smirked when I gasped as he moved so
deliciously inside me it caused a tremor to run through me.

“You are so fucking beautiful when I’m inside you like
this. Your face is so full of rapture that I don’t think anything else in the
world could make me feel as cherished as your expression does.”

“Uh-huh” I whispered as I moved against him, sliding my
body up and down him as his pelvis stimulated my clitoris and desire coursed
through me.

“Make love to me, baby,” he whispered against my mouth
before he flanked my lower lip with his teeth and pulled gently.

He caught my moan as he embraced the nape of my neck and
pulled me further into him, his mouth worshipping mine in a tender but
passionate kiss.

I shifted pace and increased the rate at which I rode him
as his hands settled on my hips and encouraged me to work him harder.

He sat up suddenly and embraced me, his strong arms
holding me tight and still. “By the way, Jen…” he growled as he nuzzled my
neck, his soft breath whispering against my heated skin. I felt him swell and
fill me to completion as both our climaxes erupted together, our eyes hooked on
each other as he growled out “…I love you.”

***

My pulse quickened considerably when I caught sight of
Kyle’s car in the driveway as Bulk pulled the car up outside my house.

“You wanna come back another day, Jen?” Bulk asked as he
peered at me over the seat from the front of the car.

Jax’s gaze also set on me, the same question in his eyes
but his face held a soft smile.

After silently arguing with myself over many deliberations,
I pulled in a huge breath and pulled back my shoulders. “No, let’s do this.”

They nodded firmly and both clambered out of the car
before Bulk opened my own door and the pair of them flanked me, like my own
personal guards as I let us into the house.

I groaned loudly when I spotted the pair of heels, blouse
and bra scattered at the bottom of the stairs.

“The fuck?” Jax hissed and I sighed.

“I’ll get the things I need from down here first whilst
we let the lovebirds finish their romp, and then hopefully the coast will be
clear to raid up there.”

Bulk frowned at me. “How can you be so calm when he’s
obviously fucking some random up there?” he whispered quietly as he tried not
to bring attention to our presence.

I shrugged, “Never bothered me. He’s been screwing
randoms for years, Bulk.”

He scoffed and stared at me. “Why the fuck did you stay
with him for so long?”

I rolled my lips and looked away but knew they were now
my friends and deserved the truth. “Because he said if I ever left him he would
hunt Ethan down and...”

“The fuck?” Jax hissed again as he took a step towards the
stairs but I grabbed his arm and shook my head.

“No, please. I need to get this done first and it’s
better if he’s…
occupied
to give me a clear run for down here.”

They both stared at me, their anger at Kyle’s threats
towards their friend outweighing their need to let me get this done although they
both relented and nodded as they escorted me into the room.

Their religious protective stance had my heart swelling
in gratitude. They had taken me in without exception as one of their own, just
because of what I meant to Ethan. The simplicity of their acceptance humbled me
and I echoed each of their affections, regarding them all as my new and
extended family.

We quietly made our way through the house collecting and
gathering my things. I smiled sadly at the photo of Kyle and me at my school
prom; a time when we had been happy and in love.

The breakdown of a marriage was always sad and mine was
no exception, even after years of abuse and heartache, and I still wished that
I could have made Kyle happy. Still longed for him to find what he needed from
life and pull himself out of the darkness that consumed him.

I knew my betrayal with Ethan had been the beginning of
the end in our happiness and maybe, just maybe, if I had been strong and
refused to yield to his threat all those years ago, things would have turned
out different for us both.

But this had been the hand dealt to us and we had to play
the game until somebody won or all the cards had been dealt and one of us
admitted defeat.

I was admitting defeat but I still wanted to win.

I looked at both of my minders, exhaled little by little
and then nodded as I made my way to the stairs.

We reached the landing and I could hear the giggles and
grunts coming from the bedroom. My stomach churned and my heart rate rocketed
as I palmed the door handle, “Wait here.” I whispered.

Bulk shook his head and scowled but I nodded. “You can
stay just here, right outside the door, okay?” I encouraged softly.

He regarded me for a while and then winced when Kyle’s
buddy squealed in delight at something he had rumbled out.

Bulk’s teeth slid into his lower lip and Jax growled
protectively but I placed a hand on each arm. “Honestly, I’m good. No emotion
to that at all,” I frowned at myself before I smiled at them.

My God, how sad that was? My husband was in bed with some
hussy and I bore no emotion, feeling or reaction to it and I definitely had no
problem with it.

Bulk sighed heavily then nodded, “We’re just outside the
door. I hear any threat or movement from him, I’m gonna rip him to pieces. You
got me, little lady?”

I nodded in reply to his oath as I pulled in a breath and
opened the door quietly.

They continued fucking for a while but I didn’t look at
them. I just strolled up to the wardrobe and started pulling my clothes out casually.

I had managed to retrieve about five or six items before
my presence was alerted to them.

I heard Buddy gasp before an eerie silence enveloped the
room and I physically felt Kyle’s rage before I witnessed it. The room cooled
slightly, as though an ethereal spirit had descended on us; the air seemed
heavy and constricting in the open space of the large room and his wrath seemed
to float in the atmosphere.

My whole spirit and soul thundered around my body, ready
and preparing for a fight as my brain and heart decided that I was no longer
the little woman who bowed down to this… this poor excuse of a husband and
mockery of a man.

I was now Ethan’s; his own spirit and soul now flowed
through my veins as if he was with me, guarding me and empowering me and I felt
a calmness shroud me as my senses kicked in to his swift approach.

But I also had another helping hand – A mother’s utter
determination and strength to protect her child.

As I felt him reach me from behind, I spun round and
palmed his chest with my left hand as my right hand curled into a fist and
slammed into his cheekbone with so much unrestrained force he stumbled
backwards.

He was too stunned to react at first and his astounded
gaze locked on my face as he staggered to right himself.

Many emotions and thoughts crossed over his face before
rage and disgust settled and I braced myself for the backlash of my defence but
I chewed on my nerves and spat them out as I faced him off.

“You ever fucking touch me again and it will be the last
thing you ever do.” I warned with conviction and firmness as I held his glare
with my own.

He frowned slightly and I noticed Buddy slither backwards
up the bed as she now felt her lover’s rage in the room and realised just how
much of a bad boy her latest fuck was.

I raised my brow at Kyle and tipped my head sinisterly,
telling him just how much of my threat I would follow through on.

I could see the options flash his brain as he twigged I
wasn’t playing when I picked up the scissors from the vanity behind me and
yielded them like a weapon.

His eyes shot back up to mine; confusion, disbelief and…
fear possessed them and I smiled maliciously.

“No more, Kyle. No more” I said quietly, “Your little
wife has grown up.”

He rolled his lips before he sucked in air through his
teeth and hissed loudly. “Suddenly the big woman now you’re back with that
prick, eh?” he mocked as he took a step towards me.

“No, she’s finally wised up to your bullshit idea of what
a marriage should entail.” Bulk said coldly as he stepped into the room with
Jax.

Kyle’s head shot to them both as their huge frames
dominated the room, both of them simmering with their own rage at the man stood
before them.