Chapter 6
Elena
I was shaking like a leaf when Ace opened the door to his apartment, and I stepped in. I was still in shock over everything that had happened. The kidnapping, being forced to watch those kids beating each other up…seeing Ace again.
We had spoken very little since we left the warehouse. There were ten years of silence that we needed to overcome and I still couldn’t believe that it was actually him. That he had saved me from my captors.
Ace switched on the lights of his apartment, and I looked around the place in awe. That skinny boy I used to know from ten years ago, who had nothing, not a penny to his name…now lived in his own place. It wasn’t a fancy place, in fact, it was quite sparse, but it was neat and clean and had everything in its place.
“Sit down, Elena. We need to clean you up,” he said, and I whipped around to look at him again. We stared at each other in silence for a few moments. He looked different now, his bronze skin was tougher, and his body was buffed up. His hair looked healthy and long, and he had it tied in a ponytail. I had already seen the mane on his lion, now I knew why it was long. His chest was broad, stretching the thin material of his t-shirt, and with every step he took, I noticed the powerful muscles of his thighs. Ace had come into himself. He had turned into a sexy piece of meat, and I did not doubt that he had a long queue of women drooling over him all the time.
I nodded my head quietly and sat down on his leather couch, and then he vanished somewhere into the house.
Where were we supposed to begin? How was I going to explain everything to him? In fact, he didn’t even seem curious. He had barely asked me any questions. It was as though his top priority had been to get me to safety.
When Ace returned, he was carrying bandages, ointments, cotton balls and some band aids. He arranged everything on the coffee table in front of me, and then walked over to the kitchen cabinet and brought back a small bottle of vodka.
“This might sting, but we need to disinfect that gash on your jaw,” he said, and I stared at him as he knelt down in front of me.
This up close to him, I couldn’t drag my eyes away from him. I used to know this face so well, every inch of his body…and now, he was nothing more than a stranger to me. Just a ghost from my past.
I watched as he dabbed some of the vodka on a cotton ball and brought it close to my face.
“Ready?” he asked, in a softer gentle voice and I bit down on my lip. When the cotton ball touched my bruise, I felt a sudden sting, and I winced. Ace’ free hand reached for my knee, and he squeezed it. His touch was warm and comforting, the kind of comfort I had missed all these years. I didn’t even know I needed it, but I did.
“Just a few seconds more,” he said and dabbed the cotton ball on some other scratches and bruises around my neck and shoulders. I stared at him as he did this, with rapt concentration, like I could have been anyone. Then he started cutting out pieces of the bandage and sticking it to the wounds.
“You might not like the way it looks, but just keep it on for a few days, just until the skin starts healing,” he told me, and I peered into his eyes.
“Can we talk about what’s happening?” I blurted out, unable to stop myself before the words came out. He snapped his head up to look at me; his dark eyes were stormy and intense. I watched as he clenched his jaw and then straightened up.
“You told me you were kidnapped,” he said and turned away from me, closing the cap of the vodka bottle.
“And you, believe me, right?” I asked him, and Ace took a few seconds before he nodded his head.
“Of course, I do, Elena, you’ve been hit, you have bruises,” he said and turned to me again. He was standing over me, over the couch, and our gazes were locked.
“Then why aren’t we talking about it?” I said, in a quiet embarrassed voice. He took in a deep breath.
“Why are you back here? I didn’t think you would ever come back,” he said, and I licked my lips. His voice had risen now, and he sounded angry about something.
“That was the Snake Skulls who had you, weren’t they? Why would they hold captive the daughter of their own leader? Are they punishing you for running away? For being with me?” Ace had stepped away from me, running his hands over his face in frustration. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was rage dripping from his voice.
I stood up from the couch to reach for him, but he took a step away from me.
“You shouldn’t have come back here, Elena…it isn’t safe for you. Why have you come back here?” he growled, and I could feel my nostrils flaring. I couldn’t believe he was mad at me for coming back, while my soul was melting because I had seen him again.
Ace glared at me with his jaws clenched.
“What do you want, Elena? Why are you here?” he repeated the same questions as we glared at each other. He was blaming me for being kidnapped!
“Papi is sick. He’s going to die soon. I wanted to see him before he did!” I screeched, losing control of myself. How could he blame me for this? “I didn’t come back for you, Ace!” I added for good measure, and I watched as that grimace on his face drooped, and his eyes became wider.
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“What’s happened to him?” Ace asked, taking a step towards me again. I was surprised that he even wanted to know after everything Papi had done to him. Then I realized that it was me he was concerned for, not my father.
“I’m not sure. He wrote me a letter a few weeks ago. Something about his heart,” I replied, and Ace took in a deep breath.
“So, he found you,” he said gruffly, and I didn’t respond.
“Was it a ploy to trick you into coming back? So that he could hold you prisoner?” he asked, gritting his teeth again.
“No, this wasn’t him, Ace…Papi would never do that to me, no matter what I’ve done. He isn’t the leader of Snake Skulls any longer since he fell sick. He owes them money,” I said, rushing towards him, but stopping in the nick of time, just inches away from his body. I wanted to be in his arms again; I wanted the warmth of our bodies to mingle, I wanted to feel his breath on my face. He was so strong and powerful and safe, but Ace was angry. He still couldn’t wrap his head around what had happened to me. He still blamed Papi.
“So, they kidnapped you as vengeance?” he asked, in a quieter voice now and I nodded my head.
“Papi doesn’t even know I’m back; he doesn’t know that I was kidnapped. Please, Ace, believe me, he might have been cruel and ruthless towards you, and the other boys when you were younger, but he would never do something like this to me,” I cried, and our eyes met. I was holding his gaze forcefully, hoping that he would believe me.
Ace glared at me for a few moments longer, and then his eyes grew softer.
“Where have you been all these days, Elena? I left you alone all these years because I wanted you to be safe. I didn’t want to lead the Snake Skulls to you,” he said, and I could feel my lips trembling. He suddenly looked gentle, almost sad.
“In Connecticut, I trained to be a teacher…I’ve been safe, Ace. But I had to see him, one last time. I didn’t know that the gang would be waiting for me at the airport. I had no idea what Papi has gotten himself into,” I said.
There was still a distance of a few inches between us, but I could feel his warmth and I was certain that he could hear my heart beating too.
Ace stretched a hand towards my face, his fingers grazed the bandaged bruises on my face, on my neck, and I pressed my eyes closed. Nobody could touch me like him. Even after all these years of being apart, nobody could make me feel the way he did.
“I have you now, Elena, you’re safe with me,” he said, and my eyes flew open. He was watching me, and I felt naked under his stare. Suddenly, my body was filled with jealousy. I didn’t want to imagine how many other women he had touched like this. But I was his first; he was mine…we would at least always have that.
“I know I am,” I replied and he lunged at me. Our lips met, and I threw my arms around his neck. Ace’s hands found my waist, and he lifted me up. My legs instinctually wrapped around his waist as he carried me towards one of the walls of his living room.
His kiss was hungry and powerful. His tongue parted my lips and thrust into my mouth, his lion possessing me all over again. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My back pressed against the cold wall while he explored my mouth. With my legs wrapped around his waist, I could feel my pussy pressing against his throbbing erect cock. Our clothes separated us, but I knew how much he wanted me. I couldn’t wait to feel his bare skin under my fingertips.
When Ace drew his lips away from me, we stared into each other’s eyes. His were dark and dangerous. I could see in them what he wanted to do to me.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, Elena,” he growled as he ran his mouth over my face, over my neck and to the top of my breasts. The back of my head pressed against the wall as I enjoyed the thrill of his tongue on my body. It was scorching hot, leaving a blazing trail of wetness on my skin.
With his teeth, he tugged at my top, while his hands held me in position against the wall. I felt feather light in his arms. He was always so strong, his lion fueling his human body.
I moaned in his arms while his hands traveled down to the buttons on my jeans. I gasped when he undid them.
“Do you want this?” he asked, breaking his mouth away from my body, looking up at me with fiery expectant eyes.
“Yes…please, I want you,” I begged him, weaving my fingers through his hair.
He kept me propped up with one arm, while he used his other hand to unzip his own jeans. I gulped, licked my lips and watched as he dragged his cock out of his pants.
We were both fully dressed, but there was no time to take our clothes off. We were desperate for each other’s bodies. Not one second could be wasted.
Ace wound his arms around me again, and I clung to him. Our jeans were pulled down, just slightly down our crotches, enough for his cock to press against my panties. He hooked a finger on the elastic of my underwear, pulling it down to my jeans with one quick tug.
I pressed my thighs around him more, squeezing his waist, my breathing growing heavier by the second. Ace’ mouth found mine again, just as he thrust his cock into me with one forceful push.
My body jerked from the force, and I moaned loudly, as I felt his cock sliding into me. Ace grunted, peering straight into my eyes as he slid his cock out. He had his jaw clenched. There was anger in his eyes, mixed with a desperate need to be inside me. I was holding him with my hands on the back of his neck, looking back at him. He thrust into me again.
We moaned together. I could feel his cock inching deeper and deeper inside me, stroking that spot which I knew would start my wave of orgasms soon.
“Has anyone else been with you like this?” he growled, through gritted teeth and I knew he wasn’t looking for an answer. He was aware of the truth already, he could see it in my eyes. The three guys I had slept with after I moved to Connecticut, hadn’t even come close to what Ace was capable of doing to my body.
He slid out and plowed into me again. Our bodies were pressed together, his hands propping me up by my waist, our centers fused together and he thrust and thrust, picking up a rhythmic pattern as he pushed into me. Ace was more powerful now, and his thrusts were more forceful. Sex with him, in those first few weeks of getting to know each other had been gentle and romantic, now it was wild and animalistic. We were hungry for each other’s bodies.
I swayed in his arms while he continued to move inside me. Letting out a raw cry of pleasure, I sank into his body, my head resting on his shoulder as he continued to pump. My breasts bounced and pressed into his chest, and he held me there. Half suspended in the air, and half pinned up against the wall. He wasn’t going to let me go till he was satisfied.
Ace’s fingers tangled in my hair as our hips moved together. I couldn’t stop moaning. Nothing before had ever felt this good…not even sex with him. This was a starved desperation that was finally being fed, and I knew he could feel it too.
“Look at me, Elena,” I heard his voice, and I drew my face away from his shoulder. His cock was deep and big inside me, the friction it caused against the walls of my pussy was exhilarating. I felt like I was going to burst any moment. All my frustration, my fright, was going to be released with one final thrust…I could feel it bubbling up inside me.
We stared at each other, my mouth hanging open as his cock slid in and out of me. I could feel my juices trickling out, his cock sliding in it as he grunted and growled.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, and when I heard him call me that, I couldn’t hold back any longer. My orgasm took over my body, shuddering, toe tingling, and I screamed…I called out his name; I begged him not to stop as he pounded into me.
His mouth was firmly set, his eyes bloodshot as his thrusts became quicker and wilder. Then he released too, his seed shooting out of him and burying deep inside me somewhere. We were staring at each other, fighting the urge to sink our teeth into each other’s skin. I wanted to nibble on his ear, lick his shoulders, feel the dusting of dark hair on his chest which I knew was hiding under that t-shirt.
“Don’t fight it, Elena. Give yourself to me,” I heard him say as my orgasm rushed over me.
When it finally subsided again, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Like there was no air left in my lungs anymore. When Ace started sliding his cock out of me, I felt a sudden emptiness erupt. I didn’t want it to end. I had no idea what was going to happen next, I just wanted to hold onto this moment for a little longer.
Ace gently placed me down on the ground and stepped away from me. We were both still breathing hard, and he ran a hand through his hair and shook it out of its ponytail.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he said, and I shook my head. “Can’t always control the beast inside, you know.”
“You didn’t. I wanted it like that,” I gulped, my body was still shuddering. Chances were that he had his fill of me and now he was going to kick me out. I was technically still a part of the Snake Skulls after all, and he belonged to the Roarin’ Rebels MC. My problems didn’t concern him anymore.
“Would you like to take a shower?” he asked me, and my mouth fell open in surprise.
“Okay,” I blurted out. The thought of a warm shower was too tempting to give up.
“The bathroom’s through there, take as much time as you need. I’ll heat up something for us to eat till then,” he said, and I followed the direction he pointed out for me. My stomach instinctively rumbled at the thought of food.
I walked to the bathroom down the hallway and shut the door behind me. In the mirror I stared at myself, for the first time, coming face to face with the state of me and my body. I looked like a mess. How had he wanted even to touch me? Leave alone want to have sex with me.
In a rush, I stripped myself of my clothes and stepped into the shower. When the warm stream of water hit my body, I sighed and turned my face up to the jet, allowing the water to slide smoothly down my aching body. I could still feel the Beasty of Ace’ cock inside me. My pussy was still throbbing from the force he had used. What was going to happen to us? He had already been kinder to me than he needed to be.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw him standing at the door. Through the fogged-up glass walls of the shower, I could just see his watery silhouette, and my heart began beating in my chest.
“Ace?” I said, in a small voice, and I remained still as he stepped closer to me. He was silent for too long, and he was making me nervous.
With one hand, he slid open the door of the shower, and I could see him clearly now. He was fully clothed, and I was completely naked, he was watching me. His eyes were drinking in the shape of my breasts, the curves of my hips, my belly, the dip between my shoulders at the base of my throat. He was staring at me unashamedly.
“I’ll go if you need me to,” I dared to say, and he jerked his eyes up at me. His brows crossed and I could see that I had made him angry again.
“You’re going nowhere,” he ordered, and I watched in shock as he stepped into the shower. For a second, he was still dry, and in the next second, he was drenched. His clothes were soaking wet as he allowed the shower to wash over him. Ace took another step towards me, now standing directly under the jet. I had to crane my neck to look up at him, and I parted my lips, drinking in some of the water that was streaming down my forehead.
“But…” I began to say, and he grabbed my bare waist, pulling me straight into his arms. Our bodies were pressed together again, and I spluttered while the water poured down over us still.
“I’m going to take care of you, Elena. Like I was always supposed to. Nothing is going to happen to you ever again,” he said, and he lowered his face down to me. Our lips met, and I closed my eyes, parting my mouth to let his tongue enter in. He didn’t care that his clothes were getting wet, that he was thoroughly drenched now…neither of us did. We were just happy to have found each other again.