Unleashed (6 page)

“I’m pretty sure we know where Aaron is. Why check on him?” I say as Ezra pulls us out
of his apartment and heads down the hall towards Kayla’s apartment.

“Rationally, I know that Aaron
is with Kayla, but my anxiety won’t go away until I know for sure.” Ezra’s fingers shake against mine. “I have to see them for myself or I can’t relax enough to sleep.”

“Why do you do this?” I pull him to a s
top just outside Kayla’s door.

“I was taken from my bed, okay? That’s why. C
ortez was sound asleep, and that monster put a knife to his throat so I would leave quietly,” Ezra’s voice cracks with intense emotions. “I thought I’d saved him by leaving. But three nights later, Ray came back and took Cort and Aaron in their sleep. They were mine to protect, and I failed because my father wanted to give me the gift of my friends. I don’t need my doctorate in psychology to know that’s why I have to check on everyone- constantly. I have to look even when they are in the same room with me. Just- please, make this a little easier on me and don’t throw a fit when I check on you.”

I put our joined hands over my heart and try to breathe through
the emotions coursing through my veins. I quickly wipe a tear away, hoping Ezra doesn’t think it’s pity- it’s not- just pain. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.” I kiss the back of his hand. My face scrunches up when a thought hits me. “You check on me?”
“Since the minute you moved here, I haven’t missed a night.” Ezra defiantly holds my eyes, waiting for me to argue with him.

“Ah! A few nights ago, you missed when I stayed at my family’s home
,” I smugly challenge.

“Who says I did?
” Ezra’s voice holds smug better than mine.

“You didn’t?” I shake my head. “You didn’t break into my pa
rents’ house.” I shake my head no- no way could he have done that.

“You forgot your nightgown
, here at the apartment, so you slept naked. I laid down beside you so I could get some sleep knowing you were okay. You snuggled up to me and we slept peacefully for five hours.” The sincerity in Ezra’s voice is frightening. I should know better than to think him a liar. I remember feeling safe and warm, and sleeping better than I had in ages, even with all the turmoil inside me. Shit! Ezra is my life sized, living, breathing Monkmee. 

“Do you do that often?”
My tone is a mix of awe and anger.

“Usually
, I check on you a few times. Sometimes, if you aren’t sleeping soundly, I’ll lay with you for a few minutes. When I’m desperate for sleep, I will join you,” Ezra admits without shame.

“Don’t you worry about the others while you’re sleeping with me?”
I pretty much call Ezra a bullshitter. If he’s so worried about the others, he’s not running off to Pennsylvania to sleep in my bed.

“Twice
, when neither of us were sleeping well, Cortez snuggled up with us. We slept like babies.” Ezra grins at the outrage that crosses my face.

I stand
, utterly speechless, and gap up at the stalking bastard. “I…” I wave my hands about. “I don’t even know how to respond to that. It’s just so creepy… and so… you.” I bug my eyes out at him. This man has no shame. “Never mind… Who do you check on?”

“Cort,
when he isn’t with me, and if he’s not, I feel crazed. Aaron usually sleeps like the dead. I check him once after he goes to sleep. I have a few people that I can’t rest until I’ve witnessed their peaceful slumber. I check on you, as you now know… and now Ava.” He admits without shame.

“Not Kayla?” I point to her door as I ask.

“No. I care for her dearly. Kayla is important to us, but she isn’t family” He thinks for a moment. “Yet, she isn’t family, yet. I think Aaron will have a say about that.” He smiles brilliantly. “Come- let’s see how the kids are faring.”

“This isn’t a good idea. I highly doubt they are sleeping. We’ll interrupt them.
” I dig my heels in and refuse to move.

“So?” Ezra
looks at me like I’m retarded, and I return the look.

“You really have no boundaries, do you? It’s not okay to just enter someone’s house an
d do whatever you want while you visit.”

“This said by my Kat burglar.” He
heartily chuckles, thoroughly amused with himself. “I have boundaries,” he poorly denies.

“No you don’t,” I argue. Ezra
grabs a hold of my hair and yanks me to his mouth. He violently kisses me with tongue and teeth, fisting my ass in his hands, and rubbing his arousal against my hip. Ezra breaks the kiss before I can react, punch him, kiss back, or release the moan that was building.

“See,” I point at him. “No boundaries!”

“Ah, I see,” he drawls. “I have boundaries for all of those that aren’t mine. Cort, Aaron, you, Ava… and a few others are mine, and I have a say in every aspect of your lives.” Ezra stands before me arrogant, smug, controlling, and devastatingly beautiful. I’m so fucked. I should be angry, not pleased. But the only thought pinging inside my brain is that Adelaide didn’t make the list. Triumph lights me from within while my subconscious screams that it doesn’t want to be owned. 

I feel a little high while we break and enter Kayla’s apartment. But is it really
B&E if you own the place? Probably. But we don’t have to go far to check on Aaron. I should have turned heel and left the second I heard the sounds of pleasure. But I’m too fascinated to move.

I look at Ezra and he is grinning like a fool. I try to tug out of h
is hand to leave- really I try, just not very hard. Ezra excitedly pulls us into the living room. And the scene that is Aaron and Kayla comes into sharp view. I’ve made love to both of them, but nothing compares to watching the two take each other.

Aaron had hang-ups with Kayla before
, when Ezra forced him to take her. It is evident by the fervor on Aaron’s face that he is totally committed to fucking Kayla into the wall. And fuck her he does. He ruts like a crazed animal- grunting and thrusting wildly. Kayla is wrapped around the large man’s torso, riding him like a mechanical bull. Long, red marks mar his back from Kayla’s nails.

Kayla
glances up at me. I try to avert my eyes from embarrassment. I don’t want her angry with us for interrupting. But I should have known better. This is Aaron and Kayla we are talking about, after all. Aaron looks over his shoulder to see what Kayla’s glancing at. They both smile hugely at us, and then return to their festivities.

This time I tug Ezra from the
room. Just as I latch the front door closed, I hear Kayla say, “I love you, Aaron.” I can even hear her screams of ecstasy through the closed door. Before I can blink, Ezra has me pressed against the wall, bending his knees for leverage, so that he can grind his pelvis between my thighs.

“Not a good idea in a public hallway,” I chastise.
I try to move away from Ezra, but he just lifts me so he no longer has to bend down. My legs hang to the side of his hips. I have two options: wrap my legs around his waist or look like an idiot. I, of course, choose the latter. The former is too similar to the act happening inside the apartment at my back.

“We’re the only
ones on this floor,” Ezra says and he reaches down to wraps my legs around his waist. When he rocks our pelvises together, I bite back a moan. “I own the building. No one lives on this floor but us,” he says with pride. I look around at the huge hallway. It’s such a waste of space to lay empty.

Sensing the direction of my thoughts, Ezra says,
“We can build anything you’d like up here, a movie theater for Ava or perhaps a swimming pool. Or do you want a normal house? The commute to work would suck, or you could work from home.” His dream of the future is at complete odds with his hips gyrating into mine and the fact that he has a loving fiancée.

It hurts to listen to Ezra’s fantasy of a future, knowing that I won’t be in it. It’s someone else’s future. Unless this is Ezra’s way of buying me off with an expensive cage, to keep me happily imprisoned while I wait to be at his beck and call.

“Hold up there, cowboy, getting a lil bit ahead of yourself. Remember how I said no sex. Especially if that sex is in a hallway.” I try to wiggle down, but only accomplish more direct contact.

“Yes,
I remember… no sex… but this isn’t sex.” Ezra unleashes two more circular motions, putting his pulsing bulge directly over my throbbing flesh. My eyes roll back in my head, and I hiss as if in pain.

“Stop… please…
stop. It’s too much.” I put a hand on his chest to stop him. Ezra slowly lowers me to the floor. His expression is a mix of disappointment and need. The disappointment almost has me tearing off my sleep shorts and mounting him to the wall- almost. No, it’s definitely not a good idea.

“Don’t we have more sleepy-
check rounds to make before you pillage me in the hallway?” I say to bring him back into his right mind.

“You’re right as usual, Katya
,” Ezra concedes, but doesn’t look too happy about it. Ah, guys hate being shut down. That has to be it. I laugh to tease Ezra, and give in to him by quickly pecking him on the lips. Ezra tries to make it more, but I shake my head no.

I
run away from Ezra, down the hallway towards my apartment. I playfully giggle as I skip away. Ezra’s on me in a heartbeat. I’d forgotten how incredible it was to chase your prey. Ezra has me pinned to the wall in less than a second, and he’s grinding his bulge between my legs before I can even protest. “Let me make you cum, please,” he begs as he rolls his hips against me.

“Ezra,” I breathe. “It’s not a good
idea,” I sensibly say, before I lose all rational thought.

“No sex
,” Ezra groans in my ear. “Let’s pretend we’re fourteen, and we’re just dry-humping,” he chuckles.

“Ezra,” I try again
to bring us back to reality.

“Hey, you teased me. You know better than to run,” he manipulates me
like a master.

“Fine,” I relent. “It’s just about release. No emotions, okay?” It
even rings false to my ears.

“I’ll agree to anything you say,”
Ezra whispers against my mouth, and that rings false, too.

Ezra’s lips seek mine,
and I fall into his kiss. He kisses me sweetly, tenderly. The type of kiss you give when you’re innocent. But he’s not-so innocently pulling his pajama pants down as he kisses me, until he’s bare against the satin of my shorts. The sensation has me crying out in ecstasy.

“Katya,” Ezra
calls to me. “Your reluctance to touch me… is it because the memories haunt you, and my touch brings them back.” He sounds like a lost, little boy and it pierces me through the heart.

“God, no! It has nothing to do with that. You’re all I see, hear, feel, or smell when we’re together.
Nothing exists outside of you,” I stupidly admit that I’m in love with him. Ezra’s victorious expression has me pulling my shorts off in an instant. “Don’t enter me,” I warn.

Ezra traps me to the wall. One, long, smooth thrust has his length gliding along my aching flesh. He pulls back far enough that he almost enters
me with each roll of his hips. “Ezra,” I moan. “Don’t enter me. I’m not on birth control,” I groan when he tries to ignore my pleas.

“
I’ll behave. I promise,” he breathlessly pants in my ear. My resolve breaks in the face of Ezra. I can’t deny him anything. I don’t want to deny him, and I’ll undoubtedly regret it when I can think again. I hungrily devour Ezra’s mouth, sucking his taste from his lips and tongue. My fingers twist in his silky hair and his do the same to mine. My legs wrap tightly around his waist as I ride the hard ridge of his cock. My fingernails bite into the perfect flesh of his ass. A symphony of pleasure rises from our throats and echoes down the hallway.

I said no emotions
, and we both knew that was a lie. My heart swells and breaks simultaneously. It’s a joy I’ve never known and an agony I’ve never felt. The expression on Ezra’s face screams he’s feeling it too.

Whimpers erupt from my throat from the sensation of his length gliding
as smooth as silk along my folds. I grunt every time his thick cockhead passes my aching clit. His cock pulsing against my flesh adds to the pleasure.

“Bite me,” Ezra achingly
moans. “I’ll beg if I have to. Katya, bite me again.”

Ezra’s body is moving uncontrollably
, jerky stops and starts. His fingers dig into my ass as his hips relentlessly roll against mine. Ezra’s teeth bite my lower lip, showing me, instead of telling me, what he wants.

I arch my neck and curl my toes against my rising release
, and give Ezra what he so desperately seeks. I sink my blunt teeth into his shoulder and clench. The sensation of my teeth sinking in, forces my climax. My body quivers and I can’t suppress the words of adoration and moans from slipping past my lips.

Ezra violently groans
. He slides his wet cock up my belly, and releases in a hot torrent. Ezra rapidly thrusts, only rubbing the base of his cock and his sack over my slit, so that his cum doesn’t pour out on fertile flesh. I’m glad Ezra can still think straight, since I can’t. I’m pretty sure I was begging him to fuck me just seconds ago.