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Taken by The Billionaire (Sold to The Billionaire #3)(6)
Author: J.L. Beck

“I’ve wanted you since the day you plucked me up off that stage and told me I would be the only virgin you ever took.” There was a shift in the air; it grew heavier and hotter making it harder to breathe.

Seth licked his lips and all I could think about was the way his tongue would feel as it flicked against my clit roughly.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Angel. We haven’t seen each other in three years. Shit’s changed between us, but don’t think for one fucking second that you’re in charge. I might’ve changed but I still fucking own you. You still belong to me. The debt hasn’t been settled.” My teeth ground together as need and pain collided deep inside of me.

I was nothing more than a means to an end for Seth. He had unfinished business with me. He didn’t come back to rescue me, he came back to finish me off. To remind me that it was him that had always owned me, and that no matter how much time passed, that that would never change and if that was the case, I could do my best to remind him just who I was.

“Kiss me!” I ordered, and this time he didn’t hesitate. His warm lips slammed into mine with so much intensity I felt like the heat from his kiss was going to burn a hole straight through me. We were fire and gasoline meeting for the first time. The match had been lit, and now we were burning away all the pain and need we had endured over the last three years.

“I want to spank the fuck out of you for misbehaving and telling me what the hell to do.” Seth’s teeth clashed with my lips as he spoke, my body rocking against his as we tumbled to the leather couch. I didn’t care about the darkness that would soon catch up to us. It was just Seth and me here now.

“Then do it,” I taunted. My belly filled with desires that I had only ever dreamed of having fulfilled. We were hungry with need, my hands ripping at his dress shirt and the button on his pants.

“I’ve dreamt of this moment with you since I let you walk away.” My eyes slid from his perfectly sculpted chest and up over his shoulders, and finally coming to rest on his face.

I had nothing to say, nothing that my body couldn’t say itself. Instead I slammed my lips against his and let my emotions show through my movements. I was coming undone with every scrap of clothing Seth removed and threw to the floor. All the things I tried to hide underneath the clothes I wore seemed more visible when I was in Seth’s presence. It was like I couldn’t hide the pain from him no matter what I did.

His hands were rough, his calloused fingers trailing down over my shoulders and arms. My body trembled with need and desires I didn’t know how to fulfill. Seth maneuvered me just as he saw fit, gently pushing back onto the leather couch.

“Spread your legs for me, Angel. I need to taste you.” My body reacted all on its own obeying his command without a single thought. My eyes trailed down to where his pants were, the top open and unbuttoned, just enough to show me a glimpse of his cock.

“You want me as badly as I want you, don’t you?” I licked my lips nodding my head yes. I wanted him so bad, bad enough that I could almost taste him on my tongue. A breath escaped my lungs as he dropped down to his knees in front of me. He smirked down at me before taking a finger and pulling my thong to the side, exposing my pussy to him.

“Seth…” I hissed his name and he looked up at me for a second, his eyes begging me for permission. “Please?” I begged, and he smiled before dipping between my legs, his mouth honing in on my clit before I could suck in another breath. Pleasure rocked into me, my entire body floating as Seth flicked the little bud back and forth.

“Yes!” I moaned, my hands making their way into his hair. It was soft, softer than I expected it to be.

“You taste just like I knew you would… Heavenly…” I wanted to laugh but didn’t get the chance because he was back at it before I could even get the bubble of laughter out. It evaporated into the air as more moans ripped from my throat. Seth was devouring me like a man that was starved.

“Oh God! Oh God!” I could feel my muscles tightening and the distinct building in my belly threatening to implode. The pleasure was consuming every pore on my body. A zing of pleasure shot down my spine and I fell apart against his tongue, my legs shaking as he sucked every drop of my release into his mouth.

“I own you, Angel. No one will ever be able to give you pleasure like I do.” His words were dark and commanding and I believed them because no one had ever had the love or power in them like Seth did.

“I know…” I sunk deeper into the leather wanting it to swallow me whole. Guilt washed over me as I realized that the one thing that Seth came back to claim no longer belonged to me. When he found out, would he still want me the way he claimed he wanted me?

“What the fuck!!!” Seth’s voice boomed in my ears getting my attention right away. I blinked away the pain I was feeling…

“What’s wrong?” I looked around the room as if I could find the answer to his problem.

“What’s wrong?” His voice boomed again, his body looming above mine. Real fear filled my veins as murderous rage took over his features. I sunk as far back into the couch as I could.

Watching as Seth’s eyes roamed over my exposed skin, I realized just what it was that he saw.

The bruises. The marks. The pain. He saw it all and before I could grab my shirt and cover up the things I never wanted him to see, he was wrapping me up in his strong arms. He was holding me together, keeping me whole.

“I’m going to fucking kill him Angel and I’m going to do it with my bare hands…” And I knew he would do just as he said he would because Seth was honest, and though I tried to forget I couldn’t. This was the same man that wanted his father dead. The same man that would’ve killed anyone who touched me back then and was still here with me. And now that I had him again, I had nothing to fear…. Or at least that’s what I would keep telling myself.

Until the devil came to claim me again.



Chapter Five



My insides burned with aggression, the pain of what I discovered burning through my veins. After tasting her I had so many other plans for the evening but those flew out the window when I saw the bruises on her arms and legs.

A part of me hated myself for letting her go, only to be captured by a far worse man. I thought I was the devil in disguise, but I was nothing compared to this asshole. I was on the phone all night with my investigator getting as much information as I could while Taylor lie on my bed wrapped up in the blankets. The need to go to her was consuming and raw but did she blame me? How could she not hate me for leaving her with that man?

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