Sing Me a Song (Sacrificial Lambs Book 1)

by C. A. Rene

  "Tonight, is lace." He points to an outfit sitting on a chair.

  He turns his back and I see the marks my nails left behind down his back, scraping a path through the blood there. The door shuts behind him as I lift my hands seeing the blood caked underneath the nails.

  What the fuck happened last night?

  I walk into the dining area and the girls are sitting around the table quietly, completely different from yesterday. I take a seat beside Sky and look around at them.

  "What's going on?" I lean in and whisper to Sky.

  "One of the girls was sent home early this morning, she was caught looking through one of the guys' rooms." She sips her coffee. "Probably looking for money."

  "What?" I snort. "Is our payment not enough for her?"

  "I guess not."

  Something doesn't feel right and when I look around, I notice the girl that's missing is Squall's choice. The feeling only intensifies when I remember Raiden and his blood covered body in my bed early this morning.

  What exactly is the punishment for theft around here?

  Chapter Nineteen

  Raiden

  She felt like the cleansing rain after a drought.

  It’s fucking with my head because I can feel myself weakening and this must be my life’s test. The one thing that will take me to my knees and I’ll need to rip myself apart to let her go.

  “Brother,” Torrent’s voice breaks the silence. “Talk to me.”

  “I fucked her.”

  “Is it my turn next?” He snickers and I have to breathe to control the wave of anger at his words. “Nevermind.” He chuckles.

  “Maybe she should just go home now.” I grumble.

  “I don’t think you’re done with her just yet.” His face becomes serious. “Besides, Kenny would be more than suspicious.”

  I’m not done with her yet.

  “Stick to the plan,” he placates as he lights the joint in his hands. “It’ll all make sense when it comes together.”

  “Hail is the same.” I say quietly and Torrent snickers.

  “Hail has been in love with that girl from the first moment he laid eyes on her.”

  “I’m not in love.” I protest.

  “I know, brother. But you are attached.”

  He’s right, I am attached and the lesson in the end will be worth the pain of the teaching.

  The girls are rowdier tonight than usual.

  They’re having body shots and even the guys are participating, snorting coke off their tits. I just can’t seem to find the energy to join in and Demon seems to be feeling the same. Sure, she’s had a few shots and I saw her bump back a few lines, but she’s subdued. I’ve seen her subtle glances my way and after this morning, she probably has a few questions. Not that she would get any answers.

  After the contentment of our sacrifice last night, I just found myself standing in her room and watching her sleep. So, I gave in and laid with her.

  This morning when we fucked, she tried to kiss me, and I almost gave in. I almost opened myself up and let her suck out my soul, like the demon she is. I won’t slip again.

  “You need to let loose,” Hail says as he falls into the seat beside me.

  “You love her.” I nod towards the beautiful woman with the long braids.

  “I don’t know love, Raiden.” He shakes his head. “But she has a grip on me and I can’t shake it.”

  I nod because I know what he means and I know it all too well.

  “That’s why I need her to hate me.” He mutters and I feel that, too.

  Torrent has been keeping special attention to his chosen and she’s lapping it up like he didn’t let us all defile her a few nights ago. That man’s charm works fucking wonders.

  “It’s nearing two.” He says and I look to the clock on the wall.

  It’s time and showing just how punctual they are, Magister Camden walks into the room, his robe skimming the floor.

  As if sensing it, Torrent’s head comes up from Diamond’s tits and looks over at us with a small nod. My heart picks up with anticipation and I turn to find Demon's eyes on me, watching me closely. They need to leave, especially her, she's beginning to piece it together, and I can't have this figured out by one of them.

  "Get everyone out." I snap and Hail flies out of his seat, rushing to round up the girls.

  Torrent inconspicuously pulls Diamond back behind the bar and pushes her against the counter, devouring her mouth. If the girls notice her staying behind, they don't say anything, all except the keen-eyed demon, and my blood pounds with the need to fuck her senseless, then watch her cry as I choke her.

  Once Hail has everyone removed, we resume our seats at the table, with Magister Camden, and watch as Torrent and Diamond take a few shots. She finally looks up and sees us sitting there, everyone else having left.

  "What's happening?" Her voice shakes.

  I don't blame her, she was already sullied at our hands, and now to find herself alone with us, the thought must be terrifying.

  "Nothing, baby." Torrent grins at us from the crook of her neck. "We thought we'd have a private party."

  "Are you going to... like last time...?" She's frightened and I can't help the blood that rushes to my cock at the sound of it.

  "No." Torrent kisses her neck. "Nothing like that, relax."

  She relaxes at his words but her eyes keep flicking over to us as we sit here watching them.

  "Come and sit with us," he takes her hand. "Tell my brothers about the recent tragedy your family has suffered."

  They reach our table and Torrent pulls her down onto his lap.

  "Oh," she clears her throat. "About my aunt?"

  "The very same." Torrent winks at us. Interesting, I've been waiting to find out about this girl's connection and why Camden chose her for Torrent.

  "Well," she adjusts herself in his lap and her eyes pop up to meet mine. "I had a great-aunt Sister Jane and a few weeks ago she died in a terrible accident."

  What the fuck? I lean forward, my eyes intent on hers, and rub at the hair on my chin.

  "From Loving Beginnings Orphanage?" Hail's voice is deadly low.

  "Yes," she nods. "How did you know that?" She looks at Torrent over her shoulder.

  "We actually grew up there," he answers her. "We knew your auntie real well."

  "So well in fact," Squall interjects. "She made sure to be our sole disciplinarian."

  Her face blanches and her body tenses.

  "Remember that whip?" Hail asks me.

  Do I ever.

  "Wait," she looks at Torrent. "I barely knew her."

  “Relax, we know that.” Hail sits back. “Do you want to hang out with us?”

  “Yes.” She says quietly with a small nod.

  “Do you want to fly for us?” Torrent asks her and she turns to look him in the eye.

  His grin widens into a devastating smile and she smiles back.

  “Okay.”

  “Thank you for your sacrifice, Diamond.” Camden mutters.

  "Let's purge our anger, brothers." Torrent says loudly as he swoops Diamond up and away from the table just as Hail sinks his blade into the side of Camden’s neck, pulling it around the front, and to the other side.

  Blood pours out and his head snaps back, almost completely severed from his body. Torrent comes back into the room, nodding that Diamond is safe, and being escorted to the plane.

  “Thank you for your sacrifice, Camden.” Torrent says as he picks up Camden and throws his body to the floor.

  “Thank you for your sacrifice, Camden.” We repeat and stand to circle his body.

  I just want the blood of this vile human all over my skin.

  Two down.

  Chapter Twenty

  Tempest

  He didn’t come to my bed last night and I can say I don’t care but that would be a lie, I’m disappointed. I wanted him inside me again and watching him during the party the night before didn’t fucking help.

  He has th
is authoritative aura about him and the more I watched him, the more I noticed just how sexy he is. Yes, he’s much older, you can see it in his graying hair and lined features, but he looks good for his age.

  His body is sculpted like a Greek god and I can honestly say I had only known men with dadbods at that age. Those piercings give him an edgy appeal but his golden green eyes are what make him look dangerous. They’re always studying and cataloging everything around him.

  I wanted to go have a chat with Sky this morning but when I got to her room she wasn’t there and her bed looked made up or never slept in. I circled the grounds but couldn’t find her anywhere. Now, I’m back in the corridor leading to our bedrooms when I notice her room door ajar.

  Did I leave it open?

  I quietly walk towards it, not wanting to alert whoever is in there, and causing a scene. As I get closer, I hear them.

  “Where is she, Hail?” Sky’s haughty voice reaches me in the hallway.

  “She had a family emergency back home. Her great-aunt or some shit died.” Hail answers her.

  What are they doing in there alone together? I feel like there’s something I’m missing between those two.

  “She hated her family.” Sky retorts.

  “Not how she put it, more like they misunderstood her.” He chuckles.

  Diamond left last night? My heart begins to pound in my chest and I lean against the wall. She stayed behind last night with them and now she’s gone, similar to the girl the night before her. The night Raiden crawled in my bed covered in blood that wasn’t his.

  "Don't Hail." I hear Sky breathe and then I hear her subtle moan.

  There it is. So, Sky hasn't been hating her time here too much if she's been hooking up with Hail. I hear the smack of lips and soft moans, I push off the wall and head back to my room. My stomach is tight with apprehension and I can't shake the feeling that something bad is happening.

  I get to my room and pull back my newly made bed to slip under the covers. I don't feel like being social today, my head is heavy and nausea is rolling through me. What are my instincts trying to tell me?

  I close my eyes on the sun's bright rays and Dominica's beautiful mountainous skyline, forcing myself to let it all go.

  "Tonight, is fur." His voice slams through my peaceful slumber.

  I open my eyes to the sun setting and huff in frustration.

  "I'm not coming tonight, dock my pay." I say burying further into the covers.

  "That's not in the agreement you signed." His voice is dark.

  "I don't care. I'm not feeling well."

  Suddenly, the covers are ripped from my body and his large one is looming over me.

  "This isn't a choice, Demon. You will be there." His face is so close to mine.

  His breath fans my cheeks and our eyes clash, I feel how dangerous he is but I want him. I don't move, I barely breathe, and I lay still, waiting for him to do something.

  His eyes rove over my face and they land on my lips, staying there as he wets his own. He drops his torso against mine and I gasp at how hard he is pressing into my center. His eyes snap back up to mine and his mouth hovers even closer.

  "What the fuck are you doing to me?" He asks on a groan and then crashes his mouth to mine.

  My legs automatically wind around his waist and my arms link behind his head, bringing him in closer. Yeah, I look like a spider monkey but he's finally kissing me and nothing has ever felt this way before.

  His kisses are just as dark as him and his soft lips are a contradiction to his hard kisses, as he plunges his tongue into my mouth. Our teeth knock together and I'm angling my head just to get infinitesimally closer. He tastes like every single thing that makes me weak and I can't be bothered to stop it.

  While our mouths are still fused, our tongues battling, he pulls down my shorts, and slams himself inside of me. I break our kiss to scream in the most pleasurable pain I've experienced and whimper when I realize he isn't even all the way in.

  "I want to hurt you for making me weak." He snarls as he grips my chin and pushes his hips forward, forcing me to take all of him.

  The stretch feels like I'm ripping and I don't care because all I want is his mouth back on mine. I pull my chin out of his grasp and grab his face between my hands, forcing him down to me. He comes willingly and those lips are back on mine. The kiss is initially soft, like he's searching and savoring me.

  Then he pulls out and slams back in, taking advantage of my open mouth to fucking swallow me whole. He's matching the plundering of my mouth in time with the painful thrusts of his cock, and even though it hurts, I can feel myself coiling.

  Our mouths are still bonded and my arousal is dripping down to my asshole. Everything this man does is intense and I can already tell the orgasm he's giving me will be, too. Every time his balls slap against my ass, I can feel them stick to my fluids, and I am on the edge of combustion.

  He feels me tighten and grunts into my mouth, not once letting my mouth go. His arm picks up my leg, holds it to his side, and picks up the speed of his thrusts, hitting me at just the right angle. Stars explode behind my eyes and the force of my orgasm has me jerking my head back, ripping my mouth from his.

  I scream out his name as my pussy clamps around him and he slams himself into me, groaning through his release too.

  He's quick to pull out of me and stands at the end of the bed watching me, his dick glistening with what looks to be my come and blood mixed. At the sight, I begin to feel the discomfort between my legs and press them together.

  His cock still looks hard as he runs his finger along its length, gathering my juices and blood, then sucks it into his mouth.

  "You're bleeding like a virgin." He states around his finger.

  "You're hung like a horse." I retort, pulling the covers back over me.

  "Your outfit is there," he points at the chair. "No later than nine tonight."

  Then I watch as he pulls on his basketball shorts and walks out of my room.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Tempest

  I really don’t want to be in this room, and I get anxious every time Hail steps close to Sky. This is the most attention he’s paid her since we’ve been here and my instincts are screaming at me something’s wrong.

  She’s soaking up the attention, something she hasn’t done all week, and I want to slap her out of it. How long has she been riding his cock? What the fuck else have I been missing?

  I watch as Torrent grabs one of the girls, lays her out on the table, and spreads her legs. He then sprinkles coke on her spread pussy and leans forward to sniff it off, licking off any residue. Squall stands up and does the same while the girl writhes on the table, her head tipped back and looking at Raiden. Only he’s not watching her, no, his eyes have barely left mine all night.

  We’re all in a different animal print fur outfits tonight and it’s looking like a fucking safari in here. I’m in a two-piece tube dress with cheetah fur and it’s fucking atrocious. I don’t fucking get these themed nights either, it’s fucking weird.

  “Demon.” I shudder at his voice and turn slowly to look at him. “Come here.”

  I know I should stay away, he’s dangerous, and he’s the definition of toxic, but I want him. I walk to him slowly, watching the debauchery around me, and hoping I’m not about to have coke spread on my pussy.

  He pulls me down onto his lap, his chest to my back, and buries his face into my hair. His arms come around my waist and he holds me a little tighter. This is different and I’m not sure how to feel about it. He’s never affectionate, he fucks me and leaves, and now he’s acting like he’s caught feelings.

  Join the club asshole.

  “I hate what you’ve turned me into.” He whispers into my neck.

  “What did I turn you into?”

  “I want to kiss you,” he groans, ignoring my question. “I want to be inside of you.”

  My pussy pulses at his words and I grind down into his lap. His mouth opens on my n
eck and his teeth nips at the skin. He turns me around to straddle him and I suddenly feel eyes on us.

  “My brothers are watching.” He murmurs as his mouth brushes over mine. “They look shocked. Want to play a game with me?”

  “Yes.” I lick my lips, my tongue brushing his mouth.

  His fingers snap into my hair and yanks me to his mouth. It’s an instant battle of tongues and teeth. I bite his lip and he bites mine to the point of drawing blood. I suck his tongue into my mouth and he bites down on mine. It’s debased and primal, nothing else around us matters.

  It’s like a switch is flipped and all I need is him kissing me, grinding his cock up into me.

  “Fuck me.” I breathe when I pull away to catch my breath. “Fuck me right now.”

  His sinister grin has my thighs wet in anticipation and I thank whatever made him wear track pants tonight. He pulls the waistband down and I whimper when his cock smacks against my stomach. So fucking big. I haven't taken him like this yet and the thought of working my way down his length is both terrifying and exhilarating.

  His fingers find my center and he growls when he finds me without panties.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” He groans and grabs my chin. “How will I ever let you go, Demon?”

  I want to tell him not to let me go but that would just be foolish. He’s old enough to be my father and fucked up enough to make me fall in love.

  He lifts me up and lowers me down his shaft. He’s gentle almost, not ramming his way in, and I get to enjoy it as he stretches me open. He’s bare inside me again and I’m about to question it when a voice sounds behind us.

  “Holy fuck.” Hail mutters.

  “Ride me, Demon.” He says before his mouth is on mine once more.

  I get myself fully seated on his cock and begin to circle my hips. Grinding my clit into him and gasping over just how fucking big he is. He hits every single spot inside me, his cock hits my cervix, and each downward thrust is the sweetest pain I’ve ever felt.