Anna’s eyes watered as she lay there, desperate for release from the pain.
Kaveh came a while later and stared down at her. Anna cowered under his glare. He reached out to touch her jaw and the pain subsided and she could move it again. Slowly he worked his way down her body until there was no more pain and she relaxed.
“You will repay me for healing you,” Kaveh stated.
“How?” Anna asked softly.
“I will fuck you now. Turn over.”
Anna turned onto her belly and Kaveh knelt behind her. “I can go fully into your body now that there is no child.”
He shuddered in ecstasy and nudged her legs apart. He stretched out on top of her and she felt his cock at her entrance. He held her hands above her head and held her body down with his as he slowly pushed himself inside of her.
She sighed at first. His girth felt good and she wiggled her hips beneath him. But he kept pushing in, deeper and deeper, like when he would impregnate her. Anna gasped in pain as he pushed deeper.
“Oh, yes,” Kaveh moaned. “That feels good.”
Her stomach cramped and she groaned in pain. “Please,” she gasped. “It hurts.”
“It hurts you. To me it feels...heavenly.” He began to move inside her and she groaned. “There are no female Immortals. If we want sex with a female, we must come here and find a human woman.” He bit the back of her neck. “You half-Immortals are the most desirable.” He thrust forward. “You can take us fully and recover. If I did to a human woman what I do to you, I would kill her. Not that killing a woman with sex now and then isn’t appealing.” He chuckled and Anna shivered. “But it’s not repeatable. I can use you over and over again. Devin promised me I could use you as I liked. And I intend to.”
Chapter Fifty
Ian drove her back to Devin’s house that evening. Devin met her at the door and dismissed Ian.
“Have you eaten dinner?” he asked.
She wondered at the question. “No, Master.”
He took her into the kitchen and Julie brought them dinner.
Anna ate silently and Devin watched her.
“I trust there will be no more problems between us?” he asked as she was finishing.
Anna looked up into his obsidian eyes. “No, Master,” she said softly.
He nodded in approval. “Good. Because if I ever see a hint of you acting like that again, I will make your life even more miserable.”
“How is that possible?” she asked softly and then looked up at Devin, afraid that she’d angered him, but he merely smiled at her.
“You have friends, Anna. I know I can do little more to you, but I can go after your friends. Jenna was quite the treat all those years ago. Perhaps I would rape and kill her in front of you. You know I would have no qualms about doing so.” He spoke so matter-of-factly, it made Anna shiver.
“I will be good, Master,” she said hurriedly. “I promise.”
He narrowed his eyes. “I hope so.”
He took her upstairs and Anna was surprised to see cuffs hanging from the ceiling above a table that wasn’t there before. Chains hung from the table and a chair was next to it.
Devin grinned. “Do you like it? You moved too much the last time I ate you, and my shoulders grew sore laying between your legs, so I came up with this. Undress and crawl on up there.”
Anna did as he told her to and clambered up onto the table. He reached up and cuffed her wrists above her head and adjusted her height so she had just a little bit of weight on her knees, which were spread apart and chained down to the table. Devin sat down in the chair and smiled. “Perfect. It’s much more proper to eat at a table than in bed, don’t you think?”
Anna didn’t answer and he leaned forward and began licking at her. Despite her discomfort, she found herself moaning as he flicked at her clit with his tongue.
“Stop wiggling, or I will shove a stick up your ass to keep you still,” Devin growled against her.
She held as still as she could, but found herself leaning into him, desiring release even as he ate her raw. But whenever she was close, he would move his tongue away. She grunted in frustration when he continued to deny her.
“Your orgasms are mine to give you, Anna. Your pussy is mine, remember? You don’t get an orgasm unless I say so.” He looked up at her with his mouth wet with her juices. He licked his lips and smiled. “You are delicious.”
He continued to lick and suck at her and her eyes filled with tears as it began to hurt. She grew tired and hung limply from her wrists. It felt like he was sucking the life out of her. Maybe he was. Her eyes closed and her head fell backwards.
When he finally uncuffed her, she fell backwards and would have hit her head, but Devin caught her and carried her to the bed. He undressed and fucked her as she lay limp on the bed.
Kaveh showed up a while later and looked at her. “You got it all out of her,” he commented.
Anna looked up at him with hooded eyes. She felt...empty. Not dead or sick just...like a part of her was missing.
“You do know she needs some of it to survive,” Kaveh said, frowning at Devin.
“So, give her some. What you give her, I want. I can’t help it if I drain her dry.”
Kaveh grunted in disapproval, but sat next to Anna and lowered his pants to reveal his cock. Anna’s eyes lit up as she saw him and reached for it with a heavy hand.
Devin laughed. “She knows what she needs. Just like a baby for its mother’s tit.”
Kaveh moved Anna down and lay next to her, his cock at mouth level. She pushed herself forward and lay her head on his muscular thigh and sucked eagerly on his massive cock. She was surprised when she tasted his cum almost immediately. He groaned and put his hand on her head as she sucked him eagerly, like a baby nurses his mother.
She felt her energy returning as she sucked him. Kaveh’s hand tightened on her head and he fucked her mouth and exploded in her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every drop he offered and then rolled onto her back. Was she glowing?
Devin looked at her hungrily and lunged at her, but Kaveh put out his hand. “If you want her to survive this, especially long term, you need to let her rest. Fuck her all you want, but don't take anymore of her essence. She needs to replenish.”
Devin growled but sat back. “Fine.”
Kaveh looked at her. “Sleep, Daughter.”
She lay down and heard Devin and Kaveh arguing as she drifted off to sleep.
** ~ ~ ** ~ ~ **
“How am I supposed to get her out of there? She’s living with him.”
“When did that happen?”
“As I understand it, when she came home.”
“Fuck.” A pause. “You have to try. We only have a few weeks before he gets her pregnant. We can’t let that happen. He won’t be able to protect her if she’s pregnant. His powers are limited and we need them to be able to last. He can’t hide both.”
Chapter Fifty-One
Devin nudged Anna’s legs apart as she slept and thrust inside her. She opened her eyes in surprise as he held her hands by her head and fucked her hard and fast. She moved her hips, feeling the build inside her but he came before she found release. She hissed in frustration and he slapped her face.
“They are mine to give, Anna. Don’t forget that.” He rolled off her and stood. “Your car is in the garage. Your ballet things are in the other room. Use your family credit cards for lunch and whatever else you need. You will come home immediately after rehearsal, clean up and be ready for Kaveh when he arrives. Then you will wait for me in here as instructed previously.” He looked her up and down. “Make sure you eat properly. I don’t want you losing weight again.” He turned and walked away.
Anna stood shakily next to the bed for a moment. It was seven. She had an hour and a half before she needed to get to the studio. “Shower,” she whispered to herself, and headed into the other room.
She stood in the large shower and watched the glass steam up. So much had changed since she’
d left a month ago. Could life become so completely different in so short a time? She’d lost Peter and a baby, but gained Wilhelm and Kurt. She made Kurt let go of her so he could find someone and be happy. And now she was in the prison of Devin’s life and home. Would this be the rest of her life?
With Peter, she’d had some semblance of happiness, albeit not “real,” even though it felt real most of the time. If only Devin were kinder, it would make this so much easier. Maybe if she was good, he would become nice again. Yes, that’s what she would do. Be perfect for him and not give him a reason to be angry.
With that resolve, she finished her shower, got dressed and went downstairs to eat. Devin had already left for the day, but the housekeeper fixed Anna breakfast and then disappeared.
*****
Anna drove Alex’s car to the studio and went over Devin’s rules in her head. Eat properly. Go home immediately after rehearsal. Behave. Let Kaveh chase her to please him. Don't go anywhere without permission. Don’t fuck anyone. She sighed. She thought she could do it, but how often she had failed in the past!
Her phone beeped as she turned off the car. She pulled it out of her bag and looked. “Holy shit,” she murmured. Thirty missed calls. Fifteen messages. Twenty texts?
She read through the texts. Most were from Wilhelm, wanting to know if she was okay. There were a few from Travis, also wanting to know if she was okay. She listened to the messages. Travis and Wilhelm again. Each message from Wilhelm’s got more urgent. She hated that she’d caused him anxiety and quickly called him.
“Anna!” he exclaimed. “It is you, right?”
“Yes, Wilhelm. It’s me. I’m sorry I didn’t call. I just checked my phone and saw all your calls. I’m so sorry,” she repeated.
“It is all right, Anna. I was just so worried about you.” He sighed and said something in German off the phone. “Ilsa and Kurt are glad you are all right. Well, as all right as you can be.”
“Yeah, I’m okay. Are you?” She blinked back tears at the loss of their baby. The events of the last few days had made her forget, but she remembered now and wanted to sob.
“I am much better now have heard your voice,” he said tenderly. “What he did, Anna...it is inexcusable...barbaric.”
“It’s Devin,” she said by way of explanation. It was what Devin did.
“Yes. It is.” Something in his voice gave her chills.
“Wilhelm, please don't cross him. He’ll kill you. You know he will.”
Wilhelm didn’t answer and it frightened her.
“Wilhelm? Please. Promise me.”
“I cannot promise you, Anna.”
Her heart froze. “What did you do?”
“I will not tell you that, Anna. Please do not ask.”
“Please,” she begged. “Please Wilhelm. Don’t. Whatever you did, don’t. Undo it. Please, he’ll kill you. I can’t lose someone else I love. Think of your family.”
“I am thinking of my family, Anna,” he said in a low tone. “I am thinking about my son who was ripped out of your body. I am thinking about you, at his mercy and tortured for years.”
“Please undo it, Wilhelm,” she whispered.
“I am sorry, Anna. I cannot do that.”
Anna stared at her steering wheel. “I love you, Wilhelm,” she said softly. “Please be careful.”
“I love you, Liebling. So much.”
She looked at the clock in the dash. It was after eight thirty. “I have to go. Please...reconsider whatever it is you did, Wilhelm.”
“I will talk to you soon, Anna.” He disconnected before she could say anything else.
*****
Anna walked into the dance room and sat down next to her customary place at the barre, blinking back tears. She had to get her mind off whatever Wilhelm had done or she would go crazy.
Nutcracker. Yes, she could think about that. Rehearsals began today. Who would dance the Nutcracker Prince now that Peter was gone? Travis maybe? He had been Snow King. Maybe Isaak would bump him up. She looked around at the other principles. They were all capable men, but they weren’t Peter. Or Aaron for that matter. Both Peter and Aaron had that extra special “something” that made Anna wonder if there was Immortal blood running through their veins.
Her eyes caught on Justin. He was a very good dancer. He had been with the company for several years, but joined after Alex had died so he hadn’t known her as she was before Alex’s death. He seemed friendly enough but, because Peter hadn’t been friends with him, they’d interacted very little.
He looked up from a stretch and saw her looking at him and smiled. His long brown hair flopped into his gray eyes and he brushed it away. Anna flushed and looked away. That was the last thing she needed, the attention of another man.
Travis arrived a few minutes later and dropped his bag next to her. “Anna! You’re here. Why didn’t you call me?”
“I just got your messages this morning. I’m sorry.” She didn’t look up at him.
“Are you okay?”
Anna shrugged. “Yeah.” And a host of other things.
“I’m so sorry, Anna.” He squeezed her hand. “Wilhelm was so worried about you. He called and asked if I could get in touch with you, since he couldn’t.”
“I was...busy,” she said evasively. She still didn’t remember everything that happened. The memories were so fuzzy.
Travis made a face at her. “You missing Peter, too?”
Anna grimaced. “You know the whole thing was fake, right? I mean, we were together because Devin wanted it to be that way.”
“Yeah, I know. But I also know you guys ended up falling in love. You can’t fake that.”
She shrugged. “Story of my life. I wish I could stop these stupid feelings and be like a real Elder-Mistress,” she said softly.
“Oh, Anna. I’m so glad you’re not like them. I would hate to see you like that. So cold and distant.”
“I’ve tried that, haven’t I?” she laughed bitterly. “Never could pull it off. Too emotional.”
“Emotions make you human, Anna.”
“But I’m not supposed to be human.”
Travis looked at her sadly. “Anna, it’ll turn out all right, okay? Just...stay sweet. It’ll be okay.”
Anna gave him a bewildered look. How could he say that? There was no hope. There was only Devin. She shook her head and went back to stretching.
Chapter Fifty-Two
It happened in slow motion. Something told him to move and Devin pushed his chair back and bent down just as his window shattered and something hit his desk, sending splinters flying everywhere.
He looked up to see a bullet hole at the edge of his desk, the trajectory suggesting that it would have hit his head if he hadn’t moved. He backed away quickly from the window. “Holy Fuck,” was all he could say.
His secretary opened the door and gasped when she saw the shattered window. “Mr. Andersen, are you all right?” she asked in a frightened voice.
Devin looked at his desk and the window and began to laugh. Oh, this was rich. Someone had called out a hit on him.
Madison looked at him as if he were a madman. “I’ll call the police,” she said in a shaky voice and backed out of the office.
He nodded absently, but knew the police would never find the shooter. The Elders never gave up their assassins. They only did what they were told to do. Whoever the shooter was might even have done a job for him once before. If Devin hadn’t moved, he would be dead.
He knew better than to go to the window and look out. Most likely the shooter was still there, so he went out and sat in the waiting area near Madison’s desk.
He watched as she hung up the phone and looked at him nervously. “May I get you something, sir?”
His eyes trailed down her curves and back up to her blond hair. Nothing like an attempt on one’s life to get the blood flowing. She was a fair fuck, though getting a little old for his taste. He’d been more interested in her before Anna came along, though when An
na was doped up, he’d used Madison when the need came.
“Sir?” she said with a strange look on her face.
He stood and motioned to the private bathroom near his office.
He emerged a few minutes later to find dozens of people in the waiting area.
Trenton rushed up to him. “God, Devin, what happened? And where were you?”
Devin motioned to the bathroom where Madison was coming out of, limping slightly. He’d taken her hard and fast in the ass, but she wouldn’t complain; she never did.
Trenton looked at him. “Really? At a time like this? You were shot at. I saw the hole in your desk.”
“There’s never a bad time for sex. It calms me.” He smiled. “Yes, someone tried to kill me. And I believe I know who.” He had thought about it as he was fucking Maddy. The only person who would be stupid enough to cross him would be Wilhelm. “I think the Kunze’s are going to lose yet another family member.”
Trenton put his hand on his arm. “Dev. Think about it before you make the call. You’ve said yourself you’re starting to make enemies. Be sure it’s Kunze before you do anything.”
Devin frowned, but Trent was right. Assassinating an Elder was a huge deal and had to be approached carefully. He had to admire the balls on Wilhelm; he would have never guessed him to be the one to call the shot. Literally.
“You’re right, Trent.” A mistake like this could cost him more than he was willing to give up. Besides, he had no doubt Wilhelm would admit to making the call. Then Devin would make his own call and Germany would have a new Elder.
Devin scoffed at the thought of Kurt as an Elder.
*****
After the police had interviewed him, Devin went home. His anger had been simmering below the surface and he wanted to call the mother-fucker and find out the truth.
Kaveh was waiting for him when he walked into the lower living area. “Your imbuement of Immortality saved your life,” the golden man commented.
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