TAKEN

Prologue

"I love how you make me feel" she held him tightly not allowing him to leave the room and also in a way that made her vulnurable. He wanted to push her away, but he was being careful, he didn't want to hurt her too. He cried for help inside of him like he would receive any answer. Yes. he kind of caught feelings on the way, but he couldn't handle this anymore. He was tired. This wasn't right. It hadn't felt right from the start.

"You're taken!" he bellowed at her. His sudden outburst made her stiff at first, but when his countenance became softer, she relaxed. He blamed himself for not saying this words earlier, for making her take advantage of him, for not setting standards from the onset. But looking at her again, he shook his head, she was also not the person to take a fall or flinch for a shout. She started the game with him because she was ready.

Presently, she felt weak. She looked at her hand and pulled out the ring on her fourth finger. She pointed it at him and her voice broke.

"I don't want this anymore, I..would sacrifice this for us!"

"NO!" his rage filled the room, this time fear gripped her, she felt weak and nervous. He wasn't listening. She wanted him so bad, and presently she didn't care how any other person feels about the situation. She could tell from his expression that he was frustrated. She has made him go through a lot for the past few months, was this payback. As much as she felt like threatening him as usual. She has caught too much feelings to do so. Moreover, he had the upper hand now due to her condition.

"I would never do this to him!" his voice broke too, he had betrayed him, more was expected from him. Why did things go sideways. He wanted to leave the house. Leave all this behind. But guilt gripped him. He stared at her eyes and his heart skipped, he didn't know what he was doing wrong, leaving or staying.

"No one has to know" she whimpered holding his hands tight.

It was her usual rhyme. From the first time 'they' started till now. He couldn't believe she could utter those words again. Although with much concern and fear, the words hit him and he blamed himself for being in this gullible situation. There were so many reasons why no one had to know and all were negatives.

Things will fall apart!

Families would break, heart will shatter, anger will build, hatred will rule, lies would laugh, bond will lose, all this for uncontrollable genitals.

Was it worth it?

He didn't know if he was able to take this risk or not. She looked ready to bare all this. But he couldn't believe someone could go this far for him. He loosen her grip on his hand, took her wedding band and placed it back in her fingers.

Was this the only way to seal a promise?

TAKEN one

Fèw-mønths-êárlïēr

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It was late night. Lightening sparked through the sky and thunder rumbled louder as more showers of rain dropped on the already wet ground. She stood at the front of the house as the rain poured on her silky night wear sticking the material to her body revealing her magnificent feminine stature. Her nipples rose with anxiety and her lips shivered in anticipation. She moaned at the sensation she received from the cold rain dripping between her laps and less concerned about more rain outburst, she touched herself and smiled.

The headlight from the car approaching the house shone on her and she squinted her eyes due to the rays and slowly opened them when it went off. The car had stopped but no one was coming down from it. She gulped silently at the nervousness that gripped her and rubbed her hands together. When the masculine figure got down from the car, her heart skipped. Even from afar she could give admiration to what she saw and this looks so much better in the dark.

He didn't run from rain also. Instead he walked slowly to the direction of the house. One might say he was being forced, one might say he wasn't interested in coming 'home'. But the truth was known between them. As he walked towards the house, his gaze went to her. She looked snatching in the rain with that dress which had no protecting or concealing. Her bare skin revealing in the cloth sent him tingles and he groan angrily to brush it off. How was he going to avoid it?

When he stopped in front of her, her skin hair rise, as goosebumps filled her, she gazed at his chest as it was also beginning to get wet and placed her hands on it to stick the cloth to his body. She then slowly slid her hands down to his waist but he gripped it hard making her gasp in fear. "DON'T!" he gritted his teeth and arch his brow showing a hint of danger..

She tried to release her hands from his, but his grip was too tight and instead she hurt the more. She stared straight to his eyes and she knew if she stopped struggling he would release her, so she stopped.

He let go of her hands and took a step away from her."Wait please..."she shivered in cold and her teeth gnashed against each other, suddenly her body moved to the rhythms of her teeth and she quivered starting to sway. He moved closer to her and held her for balance.

"Did you wait in the rain?!"his voice depicts anger. Little wrinkles formed on his face instantly and the response she gave him with her eyes was too soft for a retaliation. He called it cunning, she wasn't going to impress him with soft faces. He wasn't going to fall for that. But he still needed to be nice. He swept her off her feet and carry her in his arms as gentlemen would do as he headed towards the door.

His bare wet hands on her sent her butterflies and she imagined his nails piercing her clothes off, she stared at him but he didnt return the gaze,he focused on the door and when he turned the knob and pushed it open, the heat from the house relived her cold state. He continued walking to the direction of her room and she giggled inside of her as different tempting strategy crossed her mind. He didnt take long before he got to her room and dropped her off at her doorstep. She wasn't expecting the quick drop. And at her doorstep? Not even on the bed or something.

"Allen wait..."she held him back when he turned to go. She rubbed her hand on the hair of his skin and slowly dragged him into the room. She knew well she wasn't strong enough to drag him in the room so she was happy he gave a lazy consent. She immediately close her door and turned the key. She hugged him from behind tight and close like all her life depended on it, like she was going to lose him anytime soon, it was intense, at least for her.

Her hands felt so small on his chest and when he held it,his hands covered hers double time. He was big and body built, so he would call her small, even if she's a normal size lady. He turned to face her loosening the hug from behind and pulling her closer to him,putting her hands round his neck. He stared down at her soft face, their eyes met and hers showed craving and his showed self pity. "You're making a mistake" His deep voice grunts the words,but it sounded like a soothe caress in her ears.

"A mistake...worth it"her voice trembled a bit. He looked away for some seconds as if regretting what he was about to do. Her body glided with joy to a successful temptation and when she felt his big hands on her laps, her heart skipped. With happiness.

He was making a move!

He was finally making a move!

Her legs wobbled at that touch on her laps, she was starting to lose balance. He slightly and slowly used his finger tips to raise her nightwear up so he could feel her bare skin but the cloth kept coming back, so he ripped it off.

She let out a chuckle as she felt him rip the down part of her clothes. He was ready. And so was she. She liked the nudeness she felt downwards of her. This was progress!

She could feel her private vibrate in anticipation for the next move he was about to make. This time she wasn't able to look at those eyes of his. She felt like a new bride on her wedding night whose groom decides to take things slow.

He cut her off her thought as his hands settled in the middle of her laps. "Ah!"she couldn't help it, she let out an unexpected moan. He played his fingers way up inside her and she gripped his neck tighter, piercing her nails in his skin, and when he went one finger right between her laps, liquid oozed out of her and poured in his hands. She was embarrassed he saw how wet she was, but this only triggered Allen. He had always wanted his woman wet and ready, he loved fore play a lot because he loved to satisfy his woman. Unfortunately, he did this a long time ago, so as unprepared and angry he might feel now. He still wanted to explore Stella.

He rubbed her laps with her juice and slid his hand under the remaining rip of cloth she was wearing, using his thumb to play with her nipples. Her nipples grew harder and she bit her lips in pleasure. Bending towards her, he replaced his thumb with his mouth and she let out a loud moan, his saliva on her sent her tingles and she gripped him so hard but still wanted him to go on. Moving to the other breast, he carried her up to his waist and sucked them comfortably, she wrapped both hands round his neck and lay her head back to enjoy the moment. Slowly he walked towards the bed and dropped her. She saw him stand there for some moment ,she didnt want him to change his mind. No she didnt want it. But she gave a sigh of relive when he started losing his belt.

*

Stella woke up to a muscular figure sleeping on her bed, she tilt to face him and admired his morning face, she let a soft chuckle as last night crossed her mind, she raised the sheets up and gasp when she saw his manhood. She was so distracted yesterday she couldn't get a perfect view, now staring at it gave her happiness, this was what went through her last night, she looked at herself and admired her nude too. She was happy they were both bare. Something happened. It really happened. And she enjoyed it.

She couldn't take her head under the sheet, she felt like touching him, touching it. She was tempted to. She slowly crawled her hands from the bed to his waist, she paused. She didnt want to wake him up so she took it more slowly, she moved her hands down his waist, and when she grabbed his manhood softly, she swallowed her spit down her throat.. She suddenly felt aroused again. To start whatever they did last night. She slid her hands through it going on and forth. Seeing he wasn't awake yet, she crawled under the sheet herself and replaced her hands with her mouth.

Allen jerk off from sleep at the sensation he received pulling away the bed spread.

"What are you doing?"Stella wasn't expecting his sudden burst of anger and she stiff when he stared at her malevolently. His eyes red from a 'not enough' sleep night.

"I..i.."she stammered trying to figure out what she should stay but mainly distracted to see how hard he was.

His eyes immediately went to her red standing nipples but he shrugged them off.

"Wear some clothes"he groaned and stood up from the bed picking his trousers from the floor and sliding his legs in them.

"There are no clothes for me to wear Allen"she said with a smile. Allen turned to look at her smiling mischievously and he raised his brows. "You tore them remember?"she laughed reminding him of his grip on her clothes.

He stood there staring at her laugh at her own jokes, but he didnt find them funny nor sweet. He moved to her wardrobe and grabbed any cloth he saw and threw it at her.

"Wear that!"he grunts at her, but she laughed and shook her head.

"That's your brother's cloth Allen. Mine is at the other corner"she made a short grin. Allen anger rose at Stella's mention of his brother and he held his fist in resentment. He hit them against the wardrobe and groaned loudly.

"This..was a mistake Stella. Know that!"he roared like a lion and walked out of the room with his clothes.

"You were great!"she shouted behind him and let out a loud moan.

TAKEN two

Allen jam the door of his room in outrage. He knew what he was upset about but he didnt know how, what or who to pass his anger on. He also didnt know if he should take the blame. He was tempted too long. Too long. In the same house.

He felt guilty. He had touched her. Touched Stella.

His brother's wife!

"You have to go. I don't like when Stella is home alone. Moreover, its an heavy rain"These were the words he hearkened to. He would never think of coming home when Stella was home alone. He has been strong for months now and would always push her away when she comes. But yesterday?. He was desirably weak. He couldn't resist her any longer.

He knew he was doomed when he got down from the car last night and saw her wet in that cloth, his body was ready but he tried his best to control it. And when she touched his chest down to his waist, he felt aroused but gripped her hands to discard any more temptation moves.

Too bad he still ended up in her bed.

He felt bad she won after months of trying. He felt bad he betrayed Marcus. Felt worse he broke the 'man cannot resist a woman' rule. He felt nothing but self reproach. He didnt know how he was going to continue living in the same house with Stella and Marcus. Would Stella blackmail him? No. He doesn't think so. He was in full charge of her yesterday and knew what he was doing, and there were no cameras in the house. There was no evidence it happened.

Guess he was lucky

"No one has to know."Stella had reassured him last night whenever he tried to stop. He believed she was matured enough to keep it from her husband, After all, she wanted him!. Allen sighed. "Its gonna be fine Allen"he said to himself promising to keep the situation totally normal. He was going to relate with the couple like he used to.

He locked the door of his room and head to the bathroom for a morning shower.

A night like that would need a lot of water down the drain.

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Stella caressed her self in the bathroom as she wouldn't get rid of last night adventure from her mind. She loved all the swirl,rub,tug,crush,tweak,finger,glide,seize ,thrust, he put her through yesterday. Never in her marriage has she received something has experienced as that. She loved how he took control of her, she barely did anything. She has never been this satisfied before and now she wants more. She didnt care if it wasn't with Marcus, no one has to know after all. She touched some parts of her body as she recap last night again, she swing her hair back and forth in the shower as she moaned with pleasure. She wanted Allen again and so she prayed for more overnight business opportunity for her husband.

Wife material.

Her phone rang and she peeped from the bathroom curtain to see who it was. She moved out of the bathroom and picked a towel as she rubbed her hands dry and answered the phone before it hung up.

"Beautiful morning milady"The voice on the other end said with beaming tone. His voice was a morning call, adorable to hear this early.

"It isn't a great morning without you here" Stella gave a disappointed tone believable enough over the phone. One might call it pretence, but she had cultivated the habit of saying this words whenever Marcus wasn't around, but maybe today words was a lie as she wouldn't stop smiling at her mirror reflection recalling last night.

Every part of her body reminded her of his touch and Marcus call was just a memory refresher

"I missed you too Stella. But you know the deal. If it isn't important, i won't go for it. Anyways i sent Allen home so you wouldn't get scared with that heavy rain. He came home right?"Marcus asked for confirmation from his wife whose smile widened and she brushed her lips with her thumb.

"Yes, he came home"

Well he did.

There were brief whispers over the phone as Marcus spoke to some people about business. Stella on the other hand admired her waist in the mirror.

"Good. I would be home soon. Made breakfast already?"He had a rough night, he was expected to be welcomed home with breakfast.

"No. Just taking a shower"

"Mm. You woke up late? Unusual"

"It was a long night Marcus"

It was.

Few more conversation went on between the couple, there was a bit of flirting and silence and he finally hung up. Stella returned her phone to where it was and slide into the bathroom back. This time she hurriedly took a shower.

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"Allen?"He heard a seductive voice at his door and then a knock. He was on his personal computer doing business and he shut the laptop furiously when he recognized the voice as Stella's voice at the door. He rubbed his face with his hands and let out air from his lips.

He was suddenly sweaty.

"Do you want your breakfast here? Or at the dining?"the voice again.

"I'll join you at the dining"he said without thinking twice. Hormones rushed him at the thought of Stella bringing his breakfast to his room. Who knows what she was wearing. Who knows what she was planning. Who knows if she was really bringing food to his room or 'food'. He heard footstep away from his door and hit his fist on the bed. He was thinking of living normally with this couples but his heart rate just increase with just a breakfast request. How was he going to handle the rest?

He couldn't do this to Marcus or himself

He was separated from his older brother for over 10 years,their parents filed a divorce and took custody of each of them going separate ways. Marcus met Allen on a business trip. Allen was a personal assistance to a friend of his, hearing how Allen has been a positive influence in his friends business, Marcus stole his brother back and told him to come live with him. And Marcus business has been booming till today. Allen was smart and innovative. And yes, he was handsome. Marcus was 7 years older than his brother and not only did the age difference tell in their body, Marcus was too lazy to work out or look too good like 'them youths'. He almost has a stout stature, round and not too tall. Allen's masculine figure was just an excuse for Stella's cheating. She did what she wanted to do. Allen or not!

Allen never told his mother he was at his brother's place. Neither did Marcus tell his dad his brother was staying with him. They had to keep both parents unaware to avoid conflict. These parents wanted to prove how well they've taken care of their sons, this wasn't a good time for the brothers to start that drama. Allen owe himself to his brother as there has been a big difference in his life since they started staying together. The past four months has been part of the best time in his life. He wasn't going to ruin this by acting awkward after what happened between him and Stella.

He walked out of his room and head to the dining hall which was just a short walk from the rooms. He could see Stella sitting on one of the chairs with big smile but he jerk himself off naughty thoughts. She literally changed his state of mind. He got to the dining table and gave her a short smile.

"I see the craft in your cooking Stella"he grinned at the love shape Stella made with the bread which he genuinely thought was a waste of resource. He saw her smile at his compliment and it upset him from his inner mind. She smiled with victory, she made sure she smiled to his face that she got what she wanted and that was what was obnoxious about it. " It wasn't worth it though "he said taking a seat crunching bitterly on the bread

She chuckled at his criticism, she wasn't that bothered because she just finished hearing a kudos from him. She knew he was just pissed about what happened between them, so she waved the insult. A little no from Allen wouldn't change a thing. "I made it in that shape because Marcus..." she didn't finish talking when the door bell rang. "Here he comes" she said and stood up from the table, adjusting her 'very short' gown that he just seemed to notice now, pushing up her boobs out of the clothes slightly, she gave a short catwalk to the door.

"Darling.."A blithesome Stella welcomed her husband as they spent few seconds kissing by the door.