Arch Enemies Ch. 06

The warm morning sun spilled through the window and unto Brady's bare back. He shifted comfortably half awake and reached a hand over for the even warmer body that had been next to him and underneath him throughout the entire night.

His hand came up empty.

Brady opened one eye and looked to where Erin had been not that long ago. At least he thought it wasn't that long ago. Brady couldn't be sure how many times he had pulled Erin beneath him and pushed himself inside her wet and swollen entrance while she stretched and moaned and scratched his back in pleasure. His smiled at the memories but came to a jolting stop as he sat up in bed.

She was gone.

Looking over at the time, Brady realized it was only eight in the morning. Knowing neither of them got much sleep the night before he shot up out of bed expecting to find her somewhere around the house. She couldn't have gotten that far. Maybe she was just hungry and looking for something to eat in the kitchen. Brady felt famished himself after such a night, and he walked sleepily onto the cold linoleum floor.

Still no Erin.

Panicked now Brady looked in every room and bathroom of the house, hoping to just find her lost, but knowing that was just a sorry justification.

She had knowingly left him that morning after giving herself to him the night before.

And Brady couldn't have been more furious.

He dashed to the phone and punched in Erin's home number, not caring that it was early and that he would probably bother her parents or noticing that he still knew the number by heart after all these years. The girl needed some talking to.

"Hello," a groggy young female voice said from the other line.

"Caroline, hey. It's me Brady. Is Erin there?"

"Brady? Brady! Where have you been? I miss you so much! Why haven't you come to see me?"

Brady smiled in spite of himself. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Caroline, but he could still remember the sweet little face surrounded by her abundance of wild red curls. They hinted at the true nature of the child with the angelic face.

"You promised you would come back and see me. You know I'm ten years old now," the little voice said saucily. "You promised you would be my husband forever, but I got a new boyfriend. He's replaced you. That's what happens when you ignore me."

Brady chuckled. "Well, serves me right. I have been gone a lot lately. But I promise I will be around a lot more now." His dark thoughts returned. "A lot more. So let me speak to Erin. And tell your little boyfriend he better keep his hands off my wife or he'll be getting a beating from her big, strong husband," he growled with mock seriousness.

She giggled at the other end. "Okay. But Erin isn't here. She said she was with someone named Jeffery. I think that's her new boyfriend. I don't like him. He smiles like a fox," she finished with the open sincerity and intuition of youth.

Brady didn't think he had heard Jeffery described so perfectly, but the thought of them together this morning after last night brought even blacker thoughts to his mind. "Tell her I called and to call me back. Don't forget now, this is important. Bye honey."

"Bye Brady," the little girl finished breathlessly as she hung up. Well, if her sister wasn't going to let Brady King chase her, then in a few years she sure would. She skipped away with a knowing smile.

Brady slammed the phone back on the hook and stared into space, thinking. He was not going to let the little fool get away from him this time.

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Erin sat stiff as a board in Ava's car with her hands fisted in her lap and her legs pulled tight together as though one movement would betray what she did last night.

What THEY did last night she reminded herself and at the raunchiness of the night's memory, a little groan escaped her lips.

"Are you okay?" Ava asked looking curiously at Erin as she drove her back to her house. "I promised you I wouldn't ask questions, but you look like you are going to be sick. And you have to know I'm dying over here. I mean, I pick you up at Brady King's house. At nearly eight in the morning!"

Erin remained quiet and huddled in her seat, staring out the window and not responding to her friend.

"All right, all right," Ava sighed. "I'll leave you alone. But one day you WILL tell me."

Erin didn't know what to say. Could she tell her friend about what she and Brady did? That he had undressed her, bathed her, and put her to bed. That she had woken up so happy in his warm arms that she let him open up her legs with his knees and push himself inside her. That she was still sticky between her thighs.

She nearly groaned aloud again but bit it off just in time.

Last night wasn't making love. It was an orgy.

But other memories began pushing themselves back into her mind. Like how she woke up after the first time to a warm wash cloth being softly but thoroughly wiped between her legs. She whimpered at the intimate action, but he kissed her warmly on the lips, shushed her, and told her to just let him do it.

She did.

She watched as he finished and unbothered, threw the cloth to the side of the bed. She saw the red stains on it and gasped but forgot all about it when he drew her legs open wide and lovingly looked at her.

"Don't ever shave," he told her.

"Wh-what?"

"I love your soft little red curls. I love how they glisten for me. And when I part them," he began opening her with his hand. "I love how pink and wet inside you are for me. It is me, isn't it?" His intensely blue eyes shifted up from their perusal to look her in the eyes.

Entranced, she dumbly nodded her head.

He smiled and looked back down between her legs. "I love you here." He brought one finger to her opening and began to softly move it up and down, just grazing her flesh.

"I've never wanted to do this before. But you are mine. Only mine," he said seriously.

"Do what?"

But her thought was cut short because he swiftly ducked his head down and put his mouth to her.

She screamed.

But he didn't relent as he continued to ruthlessly torture her with just the flicking tip of his tongue. She whimpered and shifted, but he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her full up against him. His open mouth sucked and kissed her aching flesh.

They were both panting when he reared up and pushed her legs as far open as they would go. He pushed himself swiftly inside her until she completely sheathed him, and he slowly began to thrust.

After his pace began to quicken he flipped her on the stomach, kneed her legs apart, and thrust back inside her tight sheath.

At her small noises of distress he laid his chest along her back, kissed and whispered into her ear.

"It's okay baby, I know it's new, but you'll like it. I want to see you this way."

She calmed at his words, curious, and felt as he leaned back up. As he slowly pumped himself inside her, she could feel him nuzzle and kiss her back. His tounge licked up her spine until he reached her neck and she groaned aloud.

His thrusts remained restrained as he tightly gripped her hips and reared back up.

Using his thumbs he pulled her flesh open at the crevice at the small of her back. He rubbed her from the top until he reach where they were joined, and he watched his glistening cock slide inside and out of her. She heard his guttural moan.

"Jesus," and he slammed into her. "Turn around and look at me."

She looked over her shoulder, auburn hair spilling over her back, green eyes wide with uncertainty but sparkling with lust.

"Fuck," he grated. "Hold on. I'm going to fuck you hard now."

She moaned her acquiescence and felt as he began slamming into her. He was bigger from that position, the feeling almost bordering on pain, but he reached around, sifted through her curls, and put his finger to her slick nub.

"That's right, just push back against me," he rasped as he began slamming harder and harder into her. She could hear the slapping of their flesh and felt his balls slap against her.

As the pleasure consumed her and she bit into the pillow in front of her, she felt as his pace quickened. He leaned over her, grabbing on tight to her waist, and she could feel him become even harder inside of her. He bit where her neck joined her shoulder and held on as his pace dissolved, and he slammed hard one last time inside of her, keeping them joined, and she felt his warmth splash inside of her.

After falling to the bed they both did not move as they concentrated on breathing. After she calmed and once again began falling into sleep, he shifted and grabbed her, pulling her tight into him. She went willingly, fluidly, luxuriating in the wild abandon and discovery of the night.

"Erin. Erin!" Ava yelled beside her, and she popped up in the car seat, realizing she had fallen asleep.

"Good dream?" Ava asked.

Erin blushed, her imagination running wild with what she could have said or done in her sleep. She decided to ignore the situation and quickly stepped out of her friend's car and into her own driveway.

"Very interesting, my friend," Ava drawled. "Well, I couldn't be happier."

Erin poked her head in the open car door and looked at her friend frighteningly.

"Don't worry Erin, I won't say anything. You never even told me anything! But don't think I don't know what's going on...Brady is a great guy. Are you sure you don't want me to take you back over there? Maybe you two should talk this out."

Erin slammed the passenger door shut and began walking inside her house. Well, she tried walking, but it was more like limping.

"I knew it!" Ava roared smugly. "I really think you should go back and talk to him. This is huge! Don't you want to...Erin! Don't you walk away from me!"

Erin slammed the front door as she entered her house.

Caroline came running up to her before she could even get to the stairs and escape to her room.

"Brady has called here about ten times this morning," she chirped to her older sister. "And he sounds angry. Kind of like a bull," she looked up seriously "chasing his mate."

Erin paused at the foot of stairs to turn around and stare wide eyed at her little sister.

"You have got to stop comparing people to animals," she said amazedly before turning around and slugging up the stairs.

"Well Brady sounds so angry he is definitely a bull. And Jeffery is a fox!" she yelled at her retreating sister. "I think Brady might come charging here after you if you don't call him back," she finished wisely before she ran off with her fingers to her head like horns to play bullfighter. Erin could hear her giggling down the stairs.

After shutting and locking the door Erin stood inside her room. When had her sister gotten so smart? Her silly animal comparisons were becoming eerily accurate.

And when had she gotten so stupid? Deciding she wasn't brave enough to be smart, she threw off her clothes, took a quick shower, turned off her phone and snuggled into her covers.

She would just burrow here away from the world for a while. Like a rabbit.

The covers muffled her exasperated groan.

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Hope you guys enjoyed it! I know it is not as long as the last chapter, but I just had to get through that part (the morning after is hard!) and now the rest can flow much better. So please, no more demands or complaints about the length. I will post longer chapters. :)

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