Page 27 of Chosen (The Registry #2)

Chapter

Twenty

JAMIE

I toss and turn, unable to sleep. I don’t know why there’s a heaviness in my chest but it makes it difficult to breath. This feeling started since Willa had taken me on a tour of the fortress. Now that I think about it clearly, she made sure to point out every single ‘secret’ entrance and exit.

I didn’t know why at the time but like before, I think she was trying to send a subliminal message.

Ayla is still learning the ropes, but she always seems to hover over me like she’s scared for me to be out of her sight.

It’s just weird. After the tour however, I notice there are two different Enforcers on guard than the ones who had been there when we left.

I don’t know if they had switched shifts, but Willa didn’t seem bothered by it.

She informed me it was best to stay in my room so once again, I’m in my room.

At least I know how to use my e-device now.

I’ve been watching some old Earth programs that have been entertaining.

But even these entertainments can’t distract me from this uneasiness I feel, especially after my encounter with Chancellor Braeden.

He scares me.

Though he’s nowhere near as large and physically intimidating as Draken, but he has a shiftiness in his eyes. He seems like the clever type who spends most of his time plotting so in that way, he’s dangerous.

And he knows about what happened to me at my last assignment. I know on sector 2, I was supposed to face some kind of trial, but I can only assume that isn’t the case here. My crime has followed me and under these new rules, I’m supposed to be executed.

Was that the plan all along? Did Draken plan to get a baby out of me and then have me executed? I shouldn’t be surprised if that’s his plan so why does the heaviness in my chest feel like pain.

Why do I want to cry, and scream and cry some more? I’m not supposed to fucking care about this superious .

I lose the battle of trying to get to sleep so I slide out of bed, and pace the floor to my room.

The restlessness won’t leave me. I pick up my e device to and press the pad to resume the program I’d been watching earlier but my eyes glaze over and the people on the screen might as well be speaking another language. I toss the tablet aside.

Why can’t I stop thinking about him?

Maybe my mind has conjured him up because I hear my door open and though it’s dark, I would recognize his outline anywhere.

“Lights on.” I give the automated system my command.

He hovers in the doorway, his chest heaving and his clothes wrinkled a lot like the other time he’d visited me. Our gazes lock and I automatically recognize that wild look in his eyes that are not their usual sky blue but amber. They’re wild in appearance with their vertical pupils.

I can’t help but notice the erection poking against his pants, threatening to burst free. “Need you,” he growls before moving toward me in long purposeful strides.

Only moments before I was wondering what it was about this man that made me so weak and yet now, I willingly go into his arms as he crushes me against him and he presses his lips to mine in a hungry, bruising kiss.

He grabs my ass, one cheek in each hand and lifts me up. I shamelessly wrap my legs around and return his kiss. My pussy comes alive as it throbs, needing to be filled by him.

Instead of carrying me to the bed however, he only goes as far as the closest wall and slams me against it, crushing my body between its hard surface and him.

And yet I still cling to him as if my very life depends on it.

No matter how many times we’ve come together every touch and kiss from this man is like a brand new experience.

He’s an addiction I can’t explain and I don’t want to.

I only want to revel in the wondrous sensations only Draken can give me.

My lungs are robbed of air when his tongue stabs past my lips and sweeps inside my mouth, exploring every nook and corner. He then sucks my tongue into his mouth and gives it a nip with his sharpened canine.

I whimper but the pain is brief. His continued suckling of my tongue generates a pulsing sensation in my core. My panties are now damp and my need for him intensifies.

I grind my pelvis against him, pantomiming my desperate desire to be taken.

He rips his mouth away from mine and grips me by the neck, squeezing just enough to stop the flow of air in my windpipe without crushing it.”

His intense stare captures mine.

“I’m no fucking good for you, but I need you so much,” he utters through clenched teeth.

I have no idea what he means nor do I care at this very moment. All I can think of is being utterly and completely consumed by him.

He moves his other hand between our bodies and raises my sheer nightgown above my waist. Then with one swift motion he tear away my panties tossing the tattered cloth on the ground.

I rest my forehead against his neck, taking in the musky scent of him. He smells as if he’d just come from outside mixed with wild animal, yet it wasn’t off putting. In fact, it activated something in me that made me ever more frantic to be one with him.

He unfastens his pants just enough to free his cock which is hot and heavy against my belly.

“Please,” I beg.

Does that voice really belong to me? That high-pitched cry of need?

He wedges his cock between my thighs not quite putting it inside of me. Draken teased my entrance making me crave him more with each passing second.

While keeping his hand around my neck, he finally guides his dick past my slick folds and shoves his length inside of me to the hilt.

He doesn’t give me a chance to adjust to his immense size. Instead he thrusts into me so forcefully I feel him in my stomach. I feel him in my hands. I feel him in my feet. I feel him all over my body.

I feel him in my soul.

I want to cry out but the hold he has on my neck tightens, stealing my air.

His thrusts are frenzied as if something inside of him has snapped. His brutal handling of me should frighten me and make me want to resist. But I welcome those angry thrusts, loving the feel of his cocks, stretching me so deliciously I experience wave after wave of ecstasy.

He growls as he mercilessly pounds into me.

“Draken,” I moan.

He releases the grip he has on my throat. “That’s rights, Jamie. Say my name.”

“Draken.”

“Louder.”

“Draken!”

“Louder, “he roars.

“Draken! Draken! Draken!”

“That’s it. I want you to remember who controls this pussy.”

My body goes up in flames and I writhe and convulses as an orgasm bursts within me.

His incredible stamina overwhelms me. I cling to him, greedy for more and he gives it to me.

Draken pulls me away from the wall and carries me over to the table before placing me on my feet. I whimper when his dick slips out of me. I miss it and want it back.

I don’t have to wait long because he twists me around bends me over and positions my hands on the table. He grips me by the hips and sinks deep into my depths.

I sigh in relief to be rejoined with him.

Once he found his rhythm, he pounded into me relentlessly. I fight to hold myself braced.

My breasts are crushed against the table as he keeps going with no signs of slowing down.

I don’t know how much more pleasure my body can take without giving out completely. He pushes my body to one powerful climax after the next until my knees refuse to support me.

“Jamie!” He shouts my name before he sprays my insides with his seed. He stills and holds himself against me.

“Fuck, Jamie. I’m sorry.” He pulls out of my pussy and then lifts me into his arms.

He carries me to the bathing room and sits me down on the edge of the tub. Draken then proceeds to run some bath water for me. As the water runs he undresses me and then himself.

He sits in the water and then pulls me into the water and settles me between his legs.

Silence engulfs the room as he holds me to him. I allow the heat of the water to sooth my aching muscles. My body has been thoroughly ravaged and I don’t have to the strength to do anything besides, lean against him.

“I’m sorry,” he finally speaks. “I just came back from a run and I needed to see you.”

I have this strange feeling that he’s not just apologizing for a lot more than he was letting on to.

He continues. “I’ve made a mess of things. I should have given you time adjust to the idea of coming to my sector. But I arrogantly thought I could protect you.”

I still don’t understand what he’s getting at but I hear the heaviness in his voice and an unexpected vulnerability.

“I don’t understand,” I finally reply.

“There’s something happening in the fortress beyond my control. And the truth is, I’m not able to keep you safe. I’ve failed as a Sector Leader and I’ve failed you.”

The wariness in his voice scares me more than his actual words. What does he mean he can no longer keep me safe? I wondered if it had to do with Chancellor Braeden.

I twist my body around to face him. “Is this about your relative?”

He nods slowly. “I understand you encountered him during your tour.”

“How did you know?”

“I’m given a report of your activities every day, even when I can’t be with you.”

“I don’t know how I feel about him essentially spying on me but it’s not like I can do anything about it.

He cups my cheek in his palms and stares down at me with his intense gaze. “Jamie, I need to tell you something so please listen without interrupting. Can you do that for me?”

I nod silently.

“Tomorrow, there’s going to be an uprising in the fortress.

I didn’t realize what was happening around me until it was too late.

And I don’t know what the outcome will be but when Ayla comes to your room in the morning.

I want you to go with her. She’ll get you off the premises and take you to a safe house.

I want you to go there until someone either from my team or someone from Sector 2. ”

Magnus? What did he have to do with any of this? I want to ask him more but I’d already promised not to speak until he finishes.

“If by chance I survive tomorrow’s coup, I want to make things right by you.

You may have been assigned my breeder but my feelings for you run deep.

I think I felt it from the moment I laid eyes on you.

I’ve been in denial because up until now, I didn’t understand what this feeling is.

I’m reluctant to use the word love because that doesn’t come easy to someone like me.

You’re special to me Jamie and I want to take care of you and cherish you.

But I also want you to want me. I don’t want you to feel obligated to be with me because you’re my breeder and I’m the Sector Leader. ”

He takes another deep breath.

“So, after tomorrow. I’m going to return you Sector 2.”

My heart instantly drops when he makes this declaration.