Bastard (Bad Boys)

by Silver, Jordan

  Bad Boy Book 2

  Bastard

  By

  Jordan Silver

  Copyright© 2014 Alison Jordan

  All Rights Reserved

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Epilogue

  Prologue

  I stood at the foot of her bed, looking down on her as she slept. So innocent she seemed. All that hair spread out across her pillow, her cupid bow mouth, pale-pink; like those of an innocent.

  I was about to change her life, some might peg me a monster, others may never understand. But this little gem had fallen into my lap like providence. I have a strong belief in providence. The fact that she was gorgeous was just the cherry on top of my favorite sundae.

  She would suit my purposes just fine. Too bad we hadn’t met under better circumstances, but I’m a man who believes in taking what he gets as it comes.

  I’d seen her for the first time a few short months ago. Just one day I happened to be driving through the old neighborhood, and there she was.

  I’d felt the punch in my heart first, before it had moved to my cock. My eyes followed her as she walked along, so innocent. Having no idea that there was a predator in her midst.

  “Stop.” I’d had my driver stop short on the side of the busy street. Horns blared but I gave a fuck. My detail in the other car pulled up next to us and I rolled down the window in the backseat.

  “Find out who she is.”

  “On it boss.”

  It hadn’t taken them long to get what I wanted. That’s usually the case in old neighborhoods like these, where everybody knew everybody.

  They maybe wouldn’t have been so forthcoming, had they known it was me, Xander Konstantinidis, who was doing the asking. My reputation had been well earned on these streets back in the day.

  I smiled to myself as I sat in the car that day, my mind already formulating plans and schemes. Whatever it took, I will have her. I’m not in the habit of letting anything stand in my way. And if the obstacle proved to be too much of a hindrance, I just simply have it removed.

  I ran the parents and found out the mother was long gone and the dad had a problem. He loved the tables, but was no good at it; maybe because he loved the bottle as much, if not more. I’m a devious fuck, so my mind started working. I couldn’t let all my fancy education go to waste now, could I?

  It was a bit unorthodox of me to go about it this way. But from what I’d learned, this might be the easiest. She had all the qualifications I was looking for. And besides, I was sure that any life I could give her would be better than anything she could hope for.

  The only problem was, I’m not exactly anyone’s choice for mate material. My appetites are renowned when it comes to sex. I don’t really give a fuck what anyone thinks about that. But there were other, let’s say, unconventional traits to my personality.

  I’ve never been into vanilla.

  Chapter 1

  BIANCA

  I awakened to a blindfold and a gag in my mouth; straight away my breathing changed, and my heart began to race. "Ah, so you're awake little Bianca, how sweet. No don't tense up. I promise to make this good for you.

  You're probably wondering what this is about, who I am...I'll tell you."

  I felt cold steel slide up my middle, around my nipple and down again, until it touched my little love button. I held myself stiff with fear, not quite understanding if it were a dream or if I was truly awake. Then the voice continued.

  "You see; your old man owes me some money, lots of it in fact. So much, he'd never be able to repay it in his lifetime. So he had a choice, death, or his only daughter. He chose to live.

  Now usually, I would've killed the fuck and be done with it, but I've been watching you from afar. In fact, you're the reason I let his stupidity get this far.

  Normally, the fuck would've been dead a couple hundred grand ago, but I think you're worth it. He assures me you're a virgin. Are you little Bianca, hmm?"

  I felt fingers prodding into my secret places, as I tried to scream around the cloth in my mouth. "Hmmm, smell that nice sweet pussy, I'm gonna enjoy getting your blood on my cock." I think he licked me there…

  "They say the best way to bust a cherry, is to just get it done. I'm not sure about your little eighteen year old pussy though, I have to warn you...I'm not a small man."

  I struggled against my restraints futilely, as tears ran down the sides of my face, and into my hair. "Ssh shh, I'm not gonna hurt you; not anymore than is necessary anyway.

  However, let’s get some things straight while I have your attention." I heard him removing his clothes as he walked around the bed. Why was he…?

  "I own you, all of you, that means I run you. School is out, the life you knew, done. When I'm through here, I'm loading you into the back of my car and taking you to my mansion.

  You won't be allowed outside for a long time, not until after I've had at least two sons out of you.

  You see, that's your new purpose; you're my little breeding sow if you will. A nice clean virgin."

  What was he talking about? Is this a dream? Oh please, dad…I tried screaming around the gag, while my heart beat out of control.

  I couldn't close my legs, because he had them tied to the bedposts. I felt something hot and warm rub against me there, as I felt his breath on my cheek.

  His breath was...sweet, not like you'd expect a monster's to be.

  "You feel that? That's all you'll know for the next little while: morning, evening, noon and night. I'll be fucking you until you catch, then maybe I'll give you a break in the afternoons."

  He laughed uproariously as he pushed what felt like a pike into my body making me buck. "Sweet merciful...like a fucking glove...”

  I felt a tearing, burning sensation as realization dawned; he was inside me.

  "I would say I'm sorry but…I'm really not."

  I felt fingers on my little nub again and a weird sensation coursed through my body. What was he doing, why wasn't he moving, rutting like the animal he is?

  "Oh no little Bianca, I know you want to hate me. But I'm gonna make you love everything I do to you; betrayed by your own body...starting now." He eased out of me, only to glide back in gently. He did this a couple times, while rubbing my button, until I found myself moving my hips, seeking, please no.

  Again I felt the cold steel tip of what had to be a knife, play around my nipple and liquid fire rushed from my body.

  "Yeah baby, crown my cock with your sweet juices, that's the way. Don't get too used to this slow and easy shit, I like my fucking hard and deep as fuck. I'll train you to be my everything: whore, wife and mother of my children. Soon I'll take your other cherry but that can wait. I need to work on breeding you first."

  Chapter 2

  Why was my body reacting this way, how could I betray myself this way? This was wrong, wasn't it? But I couldn't seem to stop it. My body, without any thought, moved on its own.

  Wait, what's he doing? I felt something wet on my nipple and then...teeth? And that place between my legs was gushing warm fluid again. His body pressed mine into the mattress as I felt his hands under me lifting me into his thrusts.

  "How does that feel little Bianca? Do you know that I only have half my length in you? I'm about to give you the rest of me, hang on." He grinned and I braced myself for what was to come next.

  My scream rent the air as he plunged all the way in, not even the gag was enough to cover it this time.<
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  "Music to my fucking ears." He pulled out of my body and tore the cloth from my eyes. But before I could look at his face, he was shoving something in my face as he held my head down on the pillow.

  "Look at your virgin blood on my cock. If you ever betray me, it will be your life's blood on my blade. Get up and get dressed, I'll finish in you when we get home." He walked around the bed away from me and stood with his back turned.

  “I...what?" I was a little confused and turned around. What had just happened here? The blindfold was off, but I was almost afraid to look at my monster.

  He sounded human, but his actions were anything but. And what was that about my dad? My dad wouldn’t do this to me, would he? But why wasn’t he coming to my rescue? Had the monster hurt him? Then reality set in and I knew it was true. After all these years, it had come to this.

  I felt fresh tears start, but not for this. I cried for that little girl who had tried so hard. Who always came up short and was never enough. But to do this; this was barbaric, archaic. I’ve never felt so alone as I did in that moment.

  "Get a move on Bianca, time's a wasting and my cock waits for no one." He turned and looked back at me.

  It was then I looked at him, and all the breath left my body. Not because he was a creature from a nightmare no; but because he was quite the opposite.

  Weren't monsters supposed to look the part? if they looked like angels, then how was the world supposed to know the difference? Then again, Lucifer was once an angel, or so they say. He was perhaps, the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. Not that I had that much experience, but still.

  He looked nothing like my childhood nightmares, nothing at all like the monster who would carry out the things he’d described. He was young, handsome, well built from what I could see. So why would he need to go to such lengths?

  "Seen enough? Not quite what you expected huh. Don't let the fact that I'm a Bella Figura fool you; I'll gut you the first time you cross me and don't you forget it.

  Now get up and put something on, unless you want to parade in front of my men naked. Just so you know, that would be grounds for severe punishment; just something for you to keep in mind for the future."

  He had the nerve to grin at me; was he insane? I must’ve voiced my thoughts out loud.

  "I'm not crazy little girl, you're looking at a Harvard Grad, top three percent. Forget that shit, I beat all the rest. But I'm no lightweight trust fund baby. I like to live on the edge.

  I like my sex dirty as fuck, the dirtier the better. The thing is, I don't want some skank mothering my sons. That's where you come in. Sweet virgin pussy! Well, not so virgin anymore, but sweet as fuck.

  I hope you've been taking your vitamins little girl, because I plan to fuck you until you're good and bred. That ought to be fun."

  I could only stare at the madman across from me, and wonder when the nightmare would end, and I’d wake up.

  "MOVE."

  I jumped off the bed and sprang into action; I guess not, no dream ever felt this real.

  Chapter 3

  XANDER

  "There's no need to cry angel baby; I'm not so bad once you get to know me. I figure I'm better for you than that fuck of a father you've got. In fact, you should be thanking me; the way he was going, you could've ended up as the property of some twisted fuck."

  I had to laugh at that, because I'm pretty sure she's thinking that's exactly what had happened. I watched as she started to gather up her stuff; up close she was a tiny bit of a thing.

  I hope she doesn't have too much trouble carrying my seed. Mom always did say I was a bruiser at birth. My seed; for weeks the thought of breeding her has kept me hard as a fucking pike.

  Out of respect, I’d refrained from fucking anyone else. Those days were done. I might be a bastard, but I hate betrayal in any form. And though she had no idea of the plans I had made for our future, I did.

  "Leave all that shit behind, I'll get you new things, let's go." I looked around in scorn at the beaten up furniture in her room, and the ratty threadbare rug. If nothing else, I could at least give her a decent roof over her head, at the very least.

  I wonder if she’d appreciate the grandeur of her new surroundings. Or if the reality of me plowing her belly day in and day out for the next little while, would dampen that.

  She left off picking up her shit and walked over to me all timid and shy. I absolutely loved that shyness. That sweet, untouched innocence, that I was gonna enjoy dirtying up a fuck of a lot.

  "You ready to begin the rest of your life angel baby?" I didn't wait for her to answer, just grabbed her face and kissed her long and hard, the way I liked.

  She flinched a little when I bit her lip there at end; better she gets used to it now, no sense in perpetrating a fraud. Sex with me is always going to be dangerous.

  "Let's go babe my cock's itching to finish what we started."

  I helped her into the back of the car and pulled the privacy screen, might as well keep her primed on the way.

  "Come here." She'd scrunched herself into the corner on the other side of the seat. Seems like she took her sweet time getting the short distance over to me. Taking her face in my hand I looked into her eyes as I warned her sternly.

  "It's not a good idea to piss me off angel baby, when I say come, you come, no hesitation; nod your head so I know you get me."

  She nodded her head slowly, tears forming in her eyes.

  "You've got tonight and tomorrow until noon to get that crying shit out of your system, I hate tears and there’s no need for them. Like I said, I saved you from a fate worst than death. Now lay back and spread, I wanna look at my new pussy..."

  With just my thumb, I played at the tip of her entrance, as I had her laid back against the door with her legs spread wide. I contemplated eating her, but there wasn't enough time so I'll save that for later.

  "You know, your eyes might be filled with tears, but your body can't lie." I grinned at her as she blushed. It was good to know she liked to fuck; I hadn't missed the telltale movements of her body under me back in her bed.

  It wouldn't have mattered to me one way or the other if she did or she didn't. She didn’t need to cum to breed, but it was good to know. Nobody likes a dry fuck, least of all me.

  Her wetness coated my finger nicely, as I dipped it farther inside, before pulling it out and sucking her essence from my hand, as I held her eyes with mine.

  My cock was crying out for attention, but he'll have to wait. When I finished what I started, I wanted my nice king sized bed under us. I planned to break her in, until she was well and truly hooked.

  A couple doses of me inside her every day for the next few weeks should do the job.

  "What are you going to do with me?"

  She bit into her lip as she tried to close her legs, which I still held open. I couldn't resist the pull, so I leaned over and took her mouth. When she turned her head just right and accepted my tongue I knew I had her.

  I came close to saying fuck it, and just doing her right there, in the back of the car; but there wasn’t enough time. Besides, I didn’t want my son conceived in the backseat of a car.

  "For starters, I want a son." I ended the kiss and looked into her eyes as she swallowed nervously.

  "A...a son?"

  "Yep, didn't you hear me back there? That's your new purpose in life, to give me sons. Lets go, we're here."

  I helped her out of the car and dismissed the driver. She looked small and unsure all of a sudden, and I felt something shift in my long dead heart. What was I doing? I studied her for a few seconds as I contemplated the night's activities, questioning...

  "Fuck this, let's go."

  I took her hand and led her to the doors of my mansion; her eyes were pools of wonder as she took in her new surroundings. I’ll give her the grand tour later.

  "Welcome home, now strip, I think I've waited long enough."

  She had no idea what she did when she took off running. I'm sure the sinister lau
gh that followed her, sent fear in her little heart.

  Pressing the button on the keychain in my pocket, I locked down the house, even as I walked to the bank of monitors in the little room across from the entrance.

  I wasn't in the mood for games, my cock had barley whetted his appetite, and now he was ready for some action.

  I watched her on the screen, as she looked around the long ass hallway upstairs for a good hiding place. I'll give her enough time to find one, then I'll pounce, or maybe not.

  "Bianca get back down here."

  Chapter 4

  I'm going to have to do something about her disobedience, since she kept going instead of coming back down to me. I watched on the monitor, as she entered a broom closet on the second floor.

  I started shedding my clothes, as I went, no sense in wasting precious time. Her little game of hide and seek had only served to make my cock even harder.

  I'll probably fuck her little virgin pussy too hard after this; oh well, she'd brought it on herself.

  I pushed the door to the closet in forcefully. "Ahhhhhh...." She screamed and tried to run by me.

  "Shh, shh, I guess you didn't hear me calling you before huh? I hope that's it and not that you were deliberately disobeying me.” She stopped in her tracks.

  “Well?" She shook her head no; now she's lying to me, gonna have to fix that shit too.

  I walked up to her, as she tried to retreat in the small confines of the closet.

  I got close and sniffed her neck, before taking the skin between my teeth and sucking hard, making sure I left a mark. Lifting my head, I perused my handy work. "Beautiful."