The One Adored (The One Trilogy Book 3) (30 page)

The taxi pulls up outside Silver Birches and I pay the driver and slightly unsteadily slide out, punching in the alarm code at the gates.
Did we decide on my birthday or his? Or did we go with the date we met?
I bite my lip in concentration, struggling to remember. That’s it,
 
Finn’s Birthday. 1899

“Come on, Lulu, I need a wee wee - I’ve definitely had too much to drink!” Abby hiccups next to me, leaning against the post, laden down with Honey Pot Goody bags.

“We’ll get some marmite toast and a pint of water into you and you’ll be fine.”
 

“Cheers, bezzie. What would I do without you?” She slings her arm around me, fresh as a daisy.

“Come on, you, let’s get inside - it’s bloody cold. British weather is fantastic.”

I grab her arm, linking us to support one another, as we teetter on our heels, making our way up the driveway to my new abode. I still feel a little odd to be coming home to Seb’s place, after partying only a few doors down from my house - it would have been very easy to fall back into old habits and just crashed there.
 

The path to my new home is still dark, the security lights haven’t kicked in yet and it strikes me as odd - Seb has been like a Navy Seal the past month, in Operation protection President Lucia; he wouldn’t leave the driveway to the house in total darkness, leaving anything to chance. I shudder as my step quickens and I practically drag Abs past the bushes which loom to our right.

 
“What the hell?” Abby’s screech is enough to make me jump out of my skin, my nerves are already frazzled.

“What? What is it?”

“Over there. I saw something. Someone. I swear.”

My heart begins to pound and we pick up pace, running the last few steps to the front door, where I bang on it loudly. “Come on, Seb.”

“What did you see, Abs?”

“Someone in a hoodie, just… watching us.” She pulls a confused face.

The door opens and we spill into the house, Abby immediately heading for the nearest chair and I launch myself straight into Sebastian’s arms. “Hey, hey, what’s up, baby? You Ok?”

“Abby thought she saw someone hovering at the gates. I couldn’t see them, it was too dark but I sensed something too.” I give an exaggerated but uncontrollable shudder.

“
WTF?
NATHAN!” His holler into the lounge behind us is desperate and within seconds Na appears, drink in hand, looking a little bewildered.

“What’s the crack? What’s happened?”

“Come with me. We’ll talk outside. Now, Na!”

We don’t get the opportunity to say anything more, as Seb just ushers Nathan outside and I spend the next minutes seeing to Abby. They find us in the kitchen brewing tea and coffee and making rounds of toast to soak up the booze.

“Did you find anything?” I enquire, as Seb kisses my brow, taking a seat at the island.
 

“No. We checked the house, surrounding streets and I called it in with the Police, just in case. But nothing seems to be out of sorts.”

“There
was
someone out there.” Abs interjects.

“We believe you. The security light bulb nearest the gates, had been smashed.”

“Ah, so that’s why the lights never came on.”
 

“I’ll sort it in the morning. Next time I’ll pick you up, Lu, like you were supposed to let me do tonight. We can’t take risks at the moment. I know things have calmed down but I’m not taking chances with you.”

I sigh deeply, watching the anger flash across my alpha male’s face. My independence is so important to me, but I know he was just being protective and after everything we’d been through he was right, we’d couldn’t take chances. There was still potentially a nutter out there who that wanted to cause me harm.

“Ok. I’m sorry I didn’t text you. We were fresh and I went on instinct.”

“Heavy night?” Na chuckles, lightening the mood.

“What us? Milk and cookies all the way - we’re good girls.” I shake an empty china cup at him for a cuppa and he flicks it away.

“Not for me thanks, Lu - Abby and I are going straight to bed.”

Right then, these bloody Silver men are such arrogant bastards.

“
No we’re fucking not!”

“I’m not arguing about this, Abigail - now do I need to carry you or can you walk?”

He doesn’t give her the opportunity to answer, taking two swift strides before lifting her in his arms and making his way into the hallway. “See you in the morning, guys.”

Seb raises his brows at me and I shrug my shoulders not sure what to say. I listen to Abby’s angry frustrated protests for a few minutes before I hear heavy breathing and run out to see her being carried upstairs in his arms, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.
Gave up a royal fight there, babe.

“They’ll be fine.” At least I hoped they would.
 

“Of course they will - they need to work out some of their issues in the bedroom, use some of those goodies you got tonight.”

“Well done for texting me to say he was here. It took some convincing to get her to crash here.”

“They just need their heads banging together or bits.” His white teeth flash and I reach out and cup his face, blowing him a kiss.
 

“I think they need to talk more than touch but who are we to say?” I raise my brows at him saucily. “Hey! you’ve been riffling I see.” I smirk, at the bags now on the kitchen top, with scattered scented tissue paper and discarded ribbon in a haze of pink around him. “They might have been a surprise.”

“They worked - I’m surprised.”

“Really? I found it tough, most of the usual suspects love toys, we’d tried or had or it was getting into serious BDSM material that really isn’t me.”

“Nor me.”

“So, I just went with a few bits whichthe planner suggested and had available to purchase tonight. I’ve ordered some undies too but they won’t come for a few days.”

“That’s fine you don’t need undies tonight. I want you naked.”

I feel my body react instantly to his words, my nipples tightening, and lick my lips. “Seb, I’m sorry I didn’t text.”

“It’s fine. I just worry. You’re home now - in
our
home - I like the sound of that every time I say it and
our
bed is beckoning. What do you say I take advantage of my fiancée in her tipsy condition? Put some of these new toys into practice?”

“Ah, baby I want you.”

Our lips smash together and I’m lifted, wrapping my legs around his waist, as he grabs my behind supporting me, heading towards the nearest wall, my back flat against it, with that support, I lift my arms and we link hands, tongues duelling, first teasing, then tasting more fiercely as we become more impatient.
 

“Oh God, the burn never ceases with you, Lu. Never dies.”

His cock presses against my core, creating friction at my most sensitive spot, and I release my hands throwing my arms around his neck to maintain a grip, to enable me to bounce on his waist, dry-humping him. My bare legs are stroked, sending shivers across my skin, as he peels back my skirt, cupping my arse, and drifting upwards, and inwards toward my perineum, which is offered and vulnerable to him in my open position. My chest aches, full and heavy and we kiss deeper, my nipples beg to be sucked, as I feel his fingers pull my panties to one side. He slips one finger inside to stroke a line up my soaking wet slit, dipping inside of me once, before rubbing the moisture over my most private spot. I flinch, trying to stop the invasion, we’d done this once before but never since and in my position it was hard to close my legs.

I feel him lift me and move to lay me on the sofa in the hallway, stripping me of my clothes.
 

“What about our guests?”

“They’ll be doing exactly what we are - we are good to go.”

“What about Finn?”

“He’s sound asleep, baby.” He kissed my protests away, sucking my tongue and swirling it with his own, holding my face passionately before releasing one hand and moving towards my apex. Slipping his finger inside my secret place, his other finger on my clit, rubbing around in a rotating motion, across my ever increasing pulsing sensitive spot, I being to rock to appease the ache I have building there, my cervix is aching, the need to come, immense.
“Jeez, Seb - fuck!”

I start to tremble, as the combination of powerful flutters from both holes is blowing my mind. Then he dips to take my nipple in his mouth and I literally combust - taking me over the edge.

“Baby you’re so wet.”

I feel the head of his cock, nudging at my entrance.

“Push back baby.”

I usually relish the feel of his big strong body, so powerful over mine but this time, the sofa is not so comfortable.

“You worry the shit out of me! I can’t keep tabs on you at all times - can’t keep you safe.” “I don’t think you understand how hard it is for me, Lu.” He thrusts into me, unleashing his anger, the turbulence in his black, lust-filled eyes apparent - tormented, and I reach out to cup his jaw and he leans into it, before pulling away and crushing his lips to mine, again his control shattering and we lose ourselves in that kiss, our tongues tangling. This man can kiss, suckling my lips, my tongue, slower, mmmm
yes that’s feels so good
. He starts to pick up the pace, pumping into me like he is angry and suddenly the mood alters - like he’s distancing himself from me. I twist in his arms, pulling away from him, needing some air.
 

“Seb, easy, baby… hey? Where’ve you gone?”

He stills and looks right through me, his eyes filled with…fear!

I stare down at Lu, her green eyes are huge and filled with concern in the dark, my cock buried deep within her, yet we are still fully clothed and rolling around on the floor like teenagers. I stroke her hair and cuddle her to me.
 

“Seb - are you Ok? I’m sorry.”

I groan aloud at her apology and shake my head annoyed at my weakness, frustrated with the situation and my lack of control over the matter. The sooner I got her naked upstairs and as close to me as possible, the better.
 

“Let’s just go up to bed and finish this - where you deserve to be made love to - not here, like this on the floor.” I kiss her brow, attempting to break the tension.

“I kinda liked it until you ‘went to another place’” - where were you, baby? I lost you.”

I sigh. “I need you out of these clothes. Arms up.”

She does it without question, lifting them for me to remove her camisole top and bra and slide her skirt and panties down her legs - there’s no time for seduction here. My own top, jeans and boxers follow. The speed of it all is frightening, my cock is painfully hard and desperate for her, and as I return to take her soft, beautifully curved body in my arms, naked and always accepting, I notice her expression.

“I can’t wait any longer for you, Seb. I’m yours. Only yours.”

“Only mine.” I affirm.

Her words are simple, she gets me completely. “I understand. Have me.”

“Oh, baby. You’ll always be mine and I need to show you how I look after my woman.”

“Show me.”

I lift her and slide into her wet slippery heat, in one smooth thrust, pleasure curling around my balls and shooting up my cock. She fits my body like she was moulded for me. I slam into her, thrusting upwards, muttering sexy words of love and adoration, as I tell her that she is mine, over and over again. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire, my muscles tight as she continues to bounce down onto my solid cock. Her head is thrown back and breasts bouncing. I press hot feverish kisses on her mouth between pumps and then with one last thrust I groan into the night, coming so hard and fast my knees tremble, her pussy milking me dry.
 

I lay her back onto the bed, pulling out of her, and reach between her legs, her eyes are wild with lust and as my fingers feel my semen pouring from inside her, I extract some to rub around her clit, her moans and thrashing is delicious to watch and I continue to stroke her labia, either side and back to place heavy pressure over her clit, in seconds she is flying, her hips swivelling to enhance the pleasure and I still rub her clit, leaning over her sexy body to capture a breast between my hand and roll its nipple. Her gasps encourage me before she explodes for a second time, her stomach quivering, body bucking and twisting.