Convict Me (Broken Heroes 1)

“Fuck yes you did, baby. I came, didn’t I?” I pull my hand away ever so slowly and moan in pleasure as she keeps her hand against me, touching the barbell at the tip of my velvet head.

“I can’t wait to be inside you. To claim you.” I pull her into my chest, whispering the words against her lips. “You want that, don’t you? For me to be your first? To claim you?” If she says no, I don’t know what the fuck I’ll do. It will kill me.

Thank fuck she nods her head yes, and I don’t miss her beautiful pink hardened nipples rubbing against my chest. “I could fuck you now. Slide deep inside you.”

She doesn’t say anything, so I continue. “My obsession with you runs that deep. I want you and need you always. When I’m awake, when I’m asleep, I want you.”

She visibly swallows, moving her hands from my cock and up my body to rest on my shoulders.

Her touch is scorching hot. I want to tell her she owns me, inside and out, but I’m not ready just yet.

“I want you to be my first, Hero.” Her voice wobbles. “B-But I’m not ready yet.” She sounds sorry, as if she has a reason to be.

“I know, baby. That’s why I’m not ten inches deep inside you right now. We go at your pace. Always.” I kiss her fiercely, ensuring she knows I mean what I’m saying. When it comes to her, I’ll always do what she needs me to. I’ll be the good man. I’ll protect her, cherish her, and in return, I’ll get to keep her as mine.

“Thank you. Thank you for everything—for being there for me today, for waiting…” She sighs, and it sounds heavenly.

“It’s all for you, Elyse. All for you.”

Chapter Eight

Elyse

I know Hero doesn’t want to go to the party Tasha invited us to, but I’m determined to be a college student and get the full experience. Plus, it seems to mean so much to her that I hang out with her. My last run in at a party hadn’t gone as planned, but I had no fear with Hero being there with me.

“Can I ask what you were doing at the last party?”

“You didn’t figure that out yet?” He smiles and tucks some of my hair behind my ear. “I was there for you, obviously.”

“Oh.” Maybe these things are obvious to a normal girl, but not me. “So, you don’t mind coming to the party with me tonight? I need to go back to my dorm and change clothes before we go.” I curse myself for not bringing some of my stuff with me. I love being taken care of by Hero, but I also like having my own stuff, like my bathroom products and clothes.

“Sure. We can go over there in a little bit, baby.”

I push up onto my tiptoes and give him a peck on the lips. Instead of leaving it at a quick kiss, he wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his body. I snake my own arms around his neck, intensifying the kiss even further, wanting it to go deeper and further. A phone ringing drags us out of our lust filled haze and a pout forms on my lips because the kiss ends far sooner than I want.

Hero rolls way with a groan, telling me he, too, was hoping it would go for longer. When he pulls out his cell phone, he takes another step back away from me. “I need to get this,” he mumbles.

As soon as he looks at the screen again, his face changes. Something is up.

He curses under his breath before he answers. “What’s up, man? Are you serious? Wait… Okay, just hold on… The warehouse on twenty-fifth? Got it. Just stay put.” He hangs up a second later, slipping the phone into his pocket again. “Sorry, babe. No party tonight. I’ve got to go somewhere and help out a buddy of mine.” His words come out in a rattled rush.

Slipping on his boots, he grabs his keys, and I realize just how big of a hurry he is in to leave. Whatever, or whoever, that was must be important to him.

Feeling disappointed, I decide I’ll go instead. “It’s okay. I can just go with Tasha.”

My words halt his movements. “No, you won’t.” He looks at me as if he’s shocked I would even suggest such a thing. “You will not go to another party without me. No way in fucking hell, Elyse. I cannot protect you if I’m not there.”

Flabbergasted, I’m not sure what I should say.

Had he actually asked me to stay here, I may have agreed, but that’s not what he’s doing. He is trying to order me to stay, and I’ve spent enough of my life letting people order me around. No way am I going to let him do it too.