Hell Bound For You

Chapter 4: It's Gonna Be a Long Night

Mallory paced around in front of her desk staring at the plane ticket that was sitting on top of her computer's keyboard. She studied the ticket and ran the same debate through her head over and over again trying to convince herself that she needed to stay put in her hometown of Houston instead of flying out to Las Vegas. Her suitcase was already packed and she knew Dean was back from his European tour with the WWE.

"What am I gonna do? I don't even know what to say to him…" she sighed to herself as her phone rang. She studied the caller ID for a second before realizing it was Christina.

"Hey Tina...what's up girl?" she chuckled nervously.

"Mallory!" Christina said cheerfully. "Everything is good here in Pensacola. Roman and I just got back from house hunting not too long and he's taking a nap now. I'm actually not too far behind, just wanted to check up on you before I clock out. He and I are supposed to have dinner later but he wanted to sleep first…" Tina huffed, rolling her eyes as if her cousin could see her.

"Well that sounds like a lovely romantic evening for you love birds but where's itty bitty at… Is she not going to dinner with you two?" Mallory questioned.

"Nah...she's in or almost in Orlando with her grandparents. They took her to Universal Studios early this morning. My pumpkin will be back sometime tomorrow" Tina giggled lightly. "So how about you, Mallory? What are you up to...any new boy toys?"

Mallory's eyes grew wide as if she was face to face with her cousin. "Um...nope. No new boy toys, just kinda taking it easy and working. You know just trying to focus on me for now" she nodded as if she were trying to convince herself of her own actions.

"Oh really? Just taking it easy huh?" Tina mocked. "Come on Mallory...I know what's going on. I totally saw Dean pinch you on the ass that night getting off the elevator when we all went to dinner" she teased.

For a moment there was complete silence on the phone. Christina fought to hold in her laughter, as Mallory felt almost mortified and her first instinct was to deny everything. She knew her cousin had a knack for prying the truth away from her. "Time to spill the beans…" she thought while taking a deep breath preparing to explain.

"Ok Tina...you caught me. Dean and I kinda have something going on between us and we have for a while now. We've just been keeping it under wraps and there are rules...mostly my rules, but we have them" Mallory sighed. By the sound of her sighing after admitting to having some sort of relationship with Dean, Christina could tell something wasn't right.

"So you and Dean have something going on but...I get the feeling you're telling me something…" she implied. Mallory shook her head and stared at her phone for a split second as if she were staring directly at Tina. "Why are there so many smart people in my family?" Mallory pondered before answering her cousin.

"Well you know after the whole ordeal with Trevor I've been no strings attached ever since…" she shrugged.

"But…" Tina said provokingly.

"Dean was fine with that for a minute but now he wants...to be… He wants us to be exclusive and I honestly don't know if I can do that" Mallory stuttered. "I mean after all that shit with Trevor and the hell he put me through, I can't handle a relationship or exclusivity like that anymore Tina. I'm terrified of it but oddly enough I kinda feel…" she paused.

"What? You kinda feel what? Spit it out Mali…" Christina said encouragingly. Mallory took a deep breath before proceeding with her conversation.

"I feel overwhelmingly attracted to Dean and I think I may actually care for him. When we're together I feel like my body is on fire and not just from the mind blowing sex you know…" she chuckled sheepishly. "There's this connection that I can't explain. He gets on my last damn nerve, he makes me laugh, and he can't seem to keep his hands off of me just as much as I can't seem to keep mine off of him…" Mallory explained.

"Have you given him an answer yet?" Tina asked.

"No. I was supposed to give him one before they left for Europe and I didn't. I've spent the last month scrolling through Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr for pics of him on the tour. He left me all hot and bothered that night at the hotel and he was wearing that fucking leather jacket…" she groaned.

"Is that when you figured it out?" Christina chuckled softly. A small smile etched its way across Mallory's lips as she thought about Dean for the millionth time.

"Yeah…" she laughed. "That's when it hit me. So now I'm here pacing around and staring at this plane ticket to Vegas. I wanna go and just give in to my desires but at the same time, I don't wanna get my heart shattered into a million little pieces again. Tina, I'm scared to fall in love again. I'm not like you or Brenna…" she trembled.

Tina could feel herself cringing at the somewhat distraught sound of her cousin's voice and it made her heart ache for her.

"What do you mean you're not like us?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. Mallory closed her eyes for a quick second before responding.

"I just mean that I'm not so lucky in the love department. You and Roman have this storybook romance that any woman would envy. And 24 hours after getting her heart broken by a guy she loved for almost 4 years, Brenna met Seth and they've been inseparable ever since…" Mallory pouted.

Tina sighed heavily running a hand over her face. "Woman do you hear yourself? While you're talking about what's going on with me and Ro or what's happening with Seth and Brenna… Do you not realize that Dean Ambrose wants you all to himself?" she scoffed.

"Jesus Mallory...the man wants to be exclusive! Just you and him and that's gotta mean something big. Now quit playing games and get out to Las Vegas before I come to Houston and kick your ass myself…" Tina ordered.

"But Tina…" Mallory whined. "No buts! Get your stubborn, horny ass out to Las Vegas and claim your man! I'm not kidding Mallory…" she hissed.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a 265 pound sexy Samoan monster that's waiting for me to join him in bed for our nap. But I'm serious Mali...get your ass out to Vegas and see Dean. I'm pretty sure you've got some sexy clothes already packed don't you?" Tina insisted.

Mallory shook her head with a giggle, "You know me so well cousin."

"Oh I know...now go get your ass on that flight and claim your man."

"Hey Tee…" Mallory trailed off. "Yeah...what's up?" Tina answered.

"For now, can we just keep this between us...please?" she begged. "You got it babe! Have a safe flight and we'll chat later. Love you Mali…"

"Love you too girlie and thanks for the pep talk…" Mallory smiled hanging up with Tina. She looked at the plane ticket one last time before shoving into her purse and slipping into her black high heels. After giving herself a once over in the mirror and approving of her look, Mallory grabbed her bag and made her way out of her apartment.

She was going to Las Vegas and looking to get lucky.


Dean was sitting on his couch flipping through the channels on TV in hopes of finding something to ease his mind. The entire time they were Europe he only had one thing on his mind and that was Mallory. He struggled with himself not to call or text her the entire time and he surprisingly succeeded at not doing so. But in the end, it just turned out to be more torture for him.

He had to strategically maneuver around the barrage of questions that Roman and Seth threw at him on a daily basis. They knew something was up with him but they couldn't seem to figure it out. Almost every night Dean had an opportunity to a different woman back to his hotel room but opted not to. Finally settling to watch Sports Center, Dean dropped the TV remote on the coffee table and kicked back on his couch.

"What the fuck am I gonna get for dinner? I don't feel like making shit…" he thought. As he began to doze off thinking about his food options for later, there was a knock on his door.

"The hell?" he pondered, prying himself up from the couch. He knew for a fact that there was only a handful of people that knew exactly where he lived. So someone knocking on his door out of the blue came a surprise.

"Who is it?" he called out semi aggravated.

"It's your worst nightmare… Now open this door sugar, you know chocolate melts in heat" a sultry voice rang out from the other side of the door. Mallory smirked at the sound of his locks moving rather quickly.

Dean forcefully snatched his front door open nearly ripping it off it's hinges to see honey colored eyes peeping at him over a pair of black sunglasses.

"Hey there sugar…" she grinned, standing there in a skin tight pair of stone-wash blue skinny jeans and a tight black tank top that showed off her taut abs. Dean's eyes wandered up and down her body a few times before it finally dawned on him to let her in.

"Get your ass in here doll…" he growled lowly biting at his bottom lip. Mallory sauntered past Dean making her way into his living room while he reached for her bag bringing it inside. He kicked the door shut and locked it quickly as he sat her suitcase down on the floor.

"Fuck he looks good…" Mallory groaned silently as she looked at Dean. He was shirtless in a pair of dark denim jeans with a black belt and socks on. His hair was a ruffled mess and clearly he seemed to still be a little tired, just the way she liked him.

After scanning each other's bodies lustfully for a moment, Dean made his way over to Mallory. She barely managed to kick off her shoes before he picked her up by her perfectly round ass and carried off her to his bedroom.


He sat her on the edge of his king sized bed and immediately shoved his tongue down her throat in a heated kiss. She scratched and clawed at his biceps trying to get as much of him as she could. Dean pulled away for a second to pull off Mallory's tank top.

"Mmm...no bra" he rasped out and gave her a devious smirk as he leaned down sucking one of her hardening nipples into his mouth.

"Oh fuck…" she panted softly arching her back a bit as her fingers ran through his hair. There wasn't much that needed to be said between the two as they seemed to have missed each other mutually. While Dean continued to torture her sensitive nipples with the laps of his tongue, Mallory furiously worked at his belt buckle eventually pulling it loose.

He pulled back again this time working the button on her jeans and their lips crashed together. Dean leaned in a bit closer as he kissed Mallory forcing her back up against the bed. With one quick tug, her jeans were halfway down on one of her hips and Dean slipped his hand in between her panties finding her clit quickly.

"Oh how I fucking missed you doll...and this sweet little pussy" Dean groaned against her lips. Mallory's body jerked as Dean pressed down and rubbed her clit in circles.

"Dean...please" she whimpered, dragging her nails down his back. He withdrew his hand from her pants and pushed them down hastily along with her lacy yellow panties.

"Consider those mine…" he hissed nipping at her bottom lip. Mallory jerked his jeans down in return as Dean kneaded her breast skillfully flicking her nipples with his index fingers. She gasped at each tiny shock until she wrapped one of her hands around Dean's cock making him growl in response.

"You want this pussy don't you sugar…" she grunted, stroking his stiff cock. Dean dug his fingertips into her hip as she stroked him heavily. He pulled her close again kissing her puffy lips as his other hand slid between her wet folds, rubbing her swollen nub.

"And you want this cock…" he muttered while slipping a finger into her wet core. "Dean…" she panted again. "Mmm...so fucking wet for me baby. Fuck this foreplay shit...I gotta have your have sexy ass now!"

With that Dean turned Mallory around and bent her over his bed. He smacked her plump ass a few times making her moan and yelp with each one as kicked her legs apart a bit. Gripping his cock, Dean lined himself up with her wet entrance and slid in causing her to take a deep breath.

Mallory's back arched instantly raising her ass a little higher driving Dean deeper inside of her. She gripped the sheets as she raised up on her tip toes a little more.

"Fuck!" Dean snarled biting his inner cheek as he gave her a moment to get reacclamated to his size. "So wet and tight….. Shit!" he groaned feeling Mallory's walls clench around him.

"Come on baby…" she murmured, encouraging Dean to start thrusting. He slid his cock all the way out and quickly jerked back inside her tight hole making her cry out in ecstasy. His thrust were hard and fast but neither seemed to care as they were just hungry for one another.

Mallory reached back clawing at Dean's abs as he pounded her from behind. "God Dean, yes!" she moaned loudly as her walls continued to squeeze Dean's cock with each thrust. This wasn't anywhere near their record timing for a good fuck session but they were both on the verge of letting go.

"Ah shit...I'm gonna cum, fuck I'm gonna cum!" Dean groaned with each thrust. Mallory's legs began to quiver as her orgasm was now bearing down on her.

"Dean...oh fuck. Dean I'm cumming...I'm cumming" she cried out as her walls clamped down on his cock drawing a deep growl from his chest with every thrust. His balls slapped heavily against her clit from behind as he sped up.

A few more thrust and Dean's cock was coated with her juices as he unloaded his hot creamy seed deep inside her body. He rubbed her clit a few times as her walls still pulsated around his throbbing cock. Slowly, Dean pulled out patting one of her semi reddened ass cheeks.

Mallory pulled herself up onto the bed and rolled over a bit giving him some room to join her. As they tried to catch their breath, Dean pulled Mallory over to lay on his chest while he wrapped an arm around her and gently caressed her side with his thumb.

"God damn I missed you woman!" he huffed kissing her forehead. A little smirk spread across her face as she nuzzled into Dean's chest a bit more.

"My answer is yes…" Mallory sighed looking up at Dean partially. "Yes to what?" he said through half lidded eyes. "To us...being exclusive" she huffed, kissing the middle of his chest. Dean's eyes snapped open fully as he glared down at her.

"Are you serious? You're not pulling my fucking leg or anything are you?" he asked eagerly.

"Yes, I'm serious...just me and you. We'll write the fucking rules as we go along" Mallory beamed. Suddenly Dean rolled over planting Mallory flat on her back in the bed as he slid between her legs pressing his crotch against hers. He hovered over her for a split second before kissing her lips tenderly.

"What made you change your mind doll?" he chuckled, running a hand down her side.

"Well…" she started. "I don't think I've ever had this kind of chemistry with anyone before. Not even my ex which over time I'll tell you about. But I gotta admit that you're something special Dean Ambrose" she smiled, craning her neck up to meet his lips with hers.

He took a minute to stare at her with his icy blue gaze and smirked laying feather kisses on her face.

"I bet my leather jacket also played a part in that decision, didn't it?" he mocked, squeezing her sides making her squirm and giggle. "I knew I'd get you to cave…" he grinned.

"Oh just shut up fuck me again you doofus. Besides I missed you sugar..." Mallory winked, slapping Dean playfully on his ass when he re-positioned himself between her thighs.

"Doll…it's gonna be a long night and I missed your sexy ass too" he grinned, plunging into her core for the next go round.


Thank you so much for reading! I hope you all enjoyed. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Hell Without You. Wonder what Seth and Brenna are up to? :)