The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  I replaced the phone back to my ear. “Well?”

  “Do you realise how much I hate you right now, Fox?”

  “Yep, but if you wanna save Yvette’s pretty face, I’d hurry the fuck up cos’ Ava’s took a liking to her hair.” I grimaced when Ava softly stroked Yvette’s hair, her palm gently skating down Yvette’s long blond locks as if soothing the hurt she had caused. But, the glint in her eyes told me the action was not intended to appease.

  “RIC!” Yvette screamed when Ava wrapped the strands around her hand and yanked her head to the side, twisting her neck almost unforgivingly and causing her eyes to bulge even further.

  My jaw dropped and my eyes widened when Ava leant into Yvette and ran the tip of her tongue along the distended tendon that ran down the side of the exposed pale skin.

  “Ric?” I urged hurriedly when Ava’s mouth crept up to Yvette’s ear and I knew, I just knew what was coming. “Hurry the fuck up Ric . . .”

  “RIC!” Yvette shrieked again as she tried to wriggle away from Ava’s mouth, “FUCK!!! RIC!!!”

  “Ric . . . ?”

  “Fuck . . .” he hissed, toying with what was right, wrong and then what was needed.

  Ava’s eyes shot up to mine and she winked before she clamped her teeth on Yvette’s ear lobe and started to bite harder and harder. Blood began to trickle down the side of Yvette’s neck as she cried out and butted her head around, desperately trying to release herself from Ava’s far from delicate embrace.

  Her sobs were loud in the room as the valley of blood collecting on Yvette’s collarbone mesmerised me; the pretty deep, raw colour conflicting against the pallor of Yvette’s clammy fair skin and I tipped my head as the trickle oozed onto her bright red dress and seemed to disappear as it blended in.

  “Okay!” Ric finally barked through the phone and I nodded firmly at Ava. She actually looked disappointed as she removed her mouth and sighed heavily with longing.

  “Wise choice, you just saved Yvette’s ear. Let me just say, any retribution will be severely frowned upon, Denarii.” I warned down the phone as I watched Ava pull out a first aid kit from her giant handbag and start to lovingly tend to Yvette’s wounds whilst she vibrantly spoke to her about an online shoe store she always used.

  Ric scoffed down the phone. “But you go ahead if that’s what you want; I would love the . . . challenge.” I smiled sinisterly “Although,” I added as I dropped my voice into a forceful chilling tone, “I still owe you for what you did to my sister.”

  I sighed heavily as I tapped my fingers on my thigh in thought as I pondered how to solve this dilemma. “I think Yvette’s had enough so instead of taking this out on her, how about we call it truce by you owing Kerrie a favour if she ever needs one?”

  “What?” he barked down the phone. “Are you completely insane?”

  “Nearly, but not quite,” I answered nonchalantly. “Your wife would have known about it if I was, Ric.” He didn’t miss the indication as he sighed with frustration, “It’s up to you but hurry up, I need to fuck my wife.”

  My eyes observed Ava’s tight arse as she crouched down so she could clean the hole in Yvette’s foot and I imagined her squatting over my cock, riding me hard and wild as her tits bounced freely in my face.

  Fuck!

  I coughed to clear the swell of my adam’s apple, the cartilage expanding with the testosterone my body kicked out before I eventually moved my eyes from Ava.

  Bloody hell, I needed her. My cock was aching with the need to drive deep inside her and feel her tight ridged walls clamp hold of me possessively and take what she craved.

  “Denarii?” I blinked hard to dislodge the erotic images flying through my head and focussed my attention back to Ric.

  “Fine,” he conceded. “But we call it quits, Fox. No more.”

  “That’s fine with me as long as you leave my sister out of any future business dealings you have.”

  “Let me talk to Yvette, I miss her.” I frowned at the gentle longing in his voice and scoffed as I considered how much he had let his wife suffer. If it had been Ava, I wouldn’t have hesitated, not for one single second.

  I handed Yvette my phone as I took Ava’s hand and pulled her across the room towards the door, “Sort Yvette out Greg. Sam you can get off. The rest of you, help Greg, Ava and I are off.”

  Greg quirked an eyebrow my way and smirked, “Off?”

  I narrowed my eyes on him and nodded. “Off for a fuck,” I shouted as the door banged closed behind us when we stepped into the alleyway behind the warehouse.

  Chapter 6

  Ava

  MY BACK WAS slammed against the old brick wall but not before I was tugging on Mason’s t-shirt, pulling and wrenching it from the waistband of his jeans so I could feel the heat of his skin under my palms. “Hurry” I whimpered as my pussy throbbed painfully.

  “Fuck Ava, I have never been so turned on” he growled against the side of my neck as he fought with the button of my leather trousers and eventually just yanked at them, popping the button forcefully.

  He dragged the material over my hips and down my legs until they were off and thrown to one side. He didn’t even wait to take off my knickers as he shoved the crotch to one side and impaled me harshly, my pussy welcoming his hard cock freely with the slick of arousal.

  “Fuck, yes!” he hissed in satisfaction as I clenched my muscles around him and dragged him deeper.

  “Fuck me hard, Mason, please.”

  I was begging and pleading but I didn’t care. I needed the rough and hungered for the pain and brutality that only Mason could deliver.

  My head banged against the hard stonework as Mason thrust in hard and deep. “Do you know how fucking hard I was in there?” He hissed through his teeth as he pulled out slowly and then slammed back in so powerfully it took my next breath.

  His fingers dug into the flesh on my backside, the impression of his fingertips driving my lust higher until I lifted my legs around his waist giving him a better access and angle for the hardness I needed.

  He grabbed my hips and lifted me up his length slowly, leaving me rolling my hips and trying to get what stimulation I needed just from his swollen crown. “Mason, damn it!” I grumbled as he smirked at me, his eyes burning through me as the fierce gaze locked me down under his command.

  “You want my cock, Ava?”

  “Mason . . . !”

  “Tell me.”

  I wriggled against him, desperation driving me as I tried to stroke my clit against his pelvis but he growled and held me still, one hand locking me down as another grabbed at my hair and pulled my face close to his.

  “Tell me!” he demanded forcefully as his chest heaved significantly, the deep pull of air through his braced teeth rattling down his throat with a faint wheeze.

  I glared at him, my arousal firing my fury as well as my lust as I gripped his shoulders and clamped my teeth around his earlobe, “Take me, Mason. Take what you need. Fuck me into hell.”

  The sharp breath he released tickled the hair beside my ear before he suddenly lifted me off him, spun me round and rammed me against the wall. My cheek squashed into the rough texture of the brick, the sharpness scratching my cheek and grazing my skin but the pain fired my need more and my heart misfired when Mason butted my legs apart with a soft kick to each foot and drove his dick deep inside me.

  Neither of us spoke or even murmured as the intensity of the fucking Mason delivered left us both completely in a state of euphoria, intoxicated on the level of lust influencing us as each drive and thrust rendered us mute with his sheer power.

  I had never been so silent during sex before but I was completely manipulated, my body taking what was given without question or reservation as my essence held on tight and received what was served.

  His fingers tightened in my hair further with each thrust as his palm slid around the front of me and curled around my throat, not forcefully but enough to make me tilt my head with the pressure. His thrusts were bec
oming harder and deeper until my feet lifted off the ground with each drive and I had to palm the wall to keep my body upright.

  My whole body was ablaze with electrified neurons, each one powering through my body via my blood stream, attacking each nerve ending ferociously and lighting up stimuli that cried out for awareness.

  I could feel the power of climax start building. The formidable current bridging my brain and my muscles as the rapture of orgasm discharged an array of colours behind my eyes and an explosion of pleasure through every single fibre holding me together.

  Mason finally grunted, the noise deafening after the silence of ecstasy as I gasped in a gulp of air, the oxygen clashing with the sensations riding through my body and triggering a violent shudder to judder my bones. I could feel the warmth of his sperm shoot inside me, filling me even more as his cock throbbed potently, each jerk delivering another shot of bliss to my sensitive vaginal walls.

  “Holy fuck” he rasped as he gasped for his own breath, his loud drags noisy in my ear as his head rested on my shoulder and I used the wall for support as my legs trembled.

  I was speechless, unable to process how to breathe never mind speak.

  Holy hell.

  “Baby?” Mason whispered in my ear before planting a soft gentle kiss to the side of my neck. My body was so highly strung it caused me to shiver with the contact and Mason chuckled as he prised my fingers from the wall, uncurling my knuckles until he stretched my hand and started to rub at my locked joints. “You okay, Ava?”

  I nodded, still trying to inflate my lungs with much needed oxygen as I released a noisy sigh but yawned at the same time.

  Mason laughed heartily, “Am I boring you?” He mocked as he slipped out of me, instigating a whimper to leave my lips after his harsh fucking had left me sore.

  I chuckled as I stretched my eyes, just to keep them from drooping as exhaustion grounded me. My legs buckled and Mason whipped me up immediately, scooping me up in his arms and pulling my body close to his.

  “God, I love you my little warrior. You were fucking awesome.”

  I snuggled into him closely; breathing in his relaxing aura as mine finally packed up and left me limp and drained against him, “I am pretty amazing.”

  He laughed as he unlocked the car and slid me into the front seat, pulling my jeans back over my legs before securing my belt around me and then walking round to his side to scoot in beside me.

  “Do you think we’ll see any backlash?” I asked as I pressed into the back of the leather upholstery and allowed it to support my weary body as Mason sped across numerous streets in his need to get me home before I dropped dead on his seat.

  “Nah, Ric’s aware of what will happen.”

  He seemed pretty confident and I smiled softly as I pulled a bag of jelly beans from my bag and stuffed a few in my mouth. “You know, this . . . I envy you.” I mumbled around the chewy substance that was clamping my jaw together.

  He shot me a confused glance as well as rolling his eyes at my bulging cheeks. “What?”

  I sucked the gelatine off my teeth then prodded at it with a finger when it wouldn’t budge. Mason huffed at my uncivilized probing but I shot him a smile and he opened his mouth for me to pop him a few.

  “Having a sister” I enlightened as I shoved in more sugar to awaken my brain.

  He swallowed then opened his mouth for more and frowned at me whilst I filled his need. “That’s bullshit, Ava. Kerrie is your sister too, so don’t pull any of your ‘feel sorry for me’ crap.”

  I stared at him in a stunned silence but he grumbled faintly then opened his mouth again. I shook my head firmly as I pouted in mock offence. “No, shit to you now, you mean man.”

  His lips twitched but he glowered at me, “Feed me, damn it!”

  “No!”

  He reached across the car and made a grab for the bag but I swiped them away just in time and I gasped as he quickly steered the car into the edge of the road and pulled the brake.

  I couldn’t hold in the giggle as I pulled at the door handle and shot from the car, my eyes shooting around as I tried to make out my surroundings and escape my husband, hell bent on avengement.

  “Oh Ava” he sang chirpily from behind me but I laughed some more and vaulted the wooden gate that led into a dark field.

  “Oh Mason” I mimicked as I ploughed through the long grass and made my way over to a little opening lit by a small lamp.

  I made it to a cluster of trees and darted behind one, holding my chest as I tried to calm my frantic breathing and remain quiet.

  My eyes zipped around looking for any shadows as my ears pricked at the air in an attempt to pick up any rustle or movement.

  It was eerily silent and I frowned after a while, questioning whether Mason had followed me or not but I jolted when I heard movement behind me, the complete opposite direction from where Mason would be. My body hardened in alert as my fists clenched and my feet shuffled apart, widening my stance and readying my body to fight.

  “Mason?” I whispered harshly as I narrowed my eyes and tried to focus against the dark background. “Mason!”

  Another twig snapped and the hairs on my body snapped with it as I shot round and peered in the direction it had come from. “Mason, I swear to. . . . Oh shit!!”

  My body stiffened as I felt backwards with a foot and shuffled slowly away from the beautiful but very angry badger showing me how awesomely sharp his teeth were. It was growling with a deep low rumble and I smiled at it, showing him how pretty my face was and that it didn’t need mauling.

  “Fuck Ava, you’ve gone mad!”

  I took another slow step back as I tried to stop breathing, just to quieten everything around me but Mr Badger obviously didn’t like me as he continued with his furious rant, snarling and glaring at me as I scuffled further back. “I am a really nice person, I promise I won’t hurt you” I told him with as much tenderness as I could muster.

  “He doesn’t speak English, Ava” Mason hissed in my ear from behind and I jumped out of my skin but he yanked me back against him, grabbed my hand and ran . . . fast.

  My legs weren’t as long as Mason’s and I kept stumbling until he growled at me and flung me over his shoulder, continuing to run at an amazing speed as he threw me over the gate and clambered over it after me.

  I landed, huddled nicely into a humungous pile of horse . . .

  Yep, that fucking stuff!

  Mason stared at me with wide eyes as I glared up at him, my chest heaving not from the strain of running but from a quiet mortification bubbling away inside me.

  He swallowed and I could see his cheeks slowly being sucked in as his lips disappeared behind his teeth and his eyes closed.

  “You dare, you fucking dare!” I warned as I watched him pull in his fingers and clench his fists desperately as one of his feet titled inwards towards the other.

  “I swear you laugh and I will divorce you.”

  His leg twitched and his chest stuttered as he squeezed his eyes tighter and started to chew on his bottom lip. “Mason!”

  A weird long humming sound rumbled from him and I narrowed my eyes further as he lowered his face and screwed his eyes tighter but I watched in horror as a single tear dribbled from the corner of his eye and trickled down his cheek. “MASON!”

  My shout was his release as he doubled over and grabbed at his belly, his loud snorts scaring the fucking owls as they shot off in different directions and Mason braced his knees to support his vibrating body.

  My brows rose when he laughed louder, his thunderous cackles echoing around us in the silence of the night until he was laughing so hard he was struggling to breathe and clenching his side as a stitch gripped his muscles.

  “Oh—my—god!” he groaned when he eventually stopped with the stupid laughter. There was absolutely no need for it; I mean it just wasn’t funny.

  “Did you enjoy that?” I asked grumpily as I lifted myself up and re-energised Mason’s laughter when the fucking stuff mad
e a wet glugging noise as I pulled away.

  Just kill me, just kill me now!

  I shrugged moodily and walked off towards the car. “Uhh baby,” Mason stuttered as he appeared beside me and I shot him a glance. “Where are you going?”

  I tutted and rolled my eyes, “Uhh, to the car!”

  “Oh no!”

  My jaw dropped as I stopped instantly and turned to him, “What?”

  He shook his head briskly as his eyes widened to plate size, “No way, Ava. There is no way you are getting in my car with . . . like that.”

  I gawked at him with my mouth agape as a sliver of drool slipped over my lip and I went to wipe it away but stuttered to a stop when I saw my brown hands. “Uhh, what?” I repeated stupidly as a little spark lit my belly and kindled the embers only just dying out.

  “Ava, you are . . . you are covered, head to toe, in horse shit.”

  I nodded slowly and smiled proudly. Such a clever boy.

  He shook his head again and pulled out his phone and I watched in shocked astonishment as he phoned Sam and ordered a fucking van to fetch me.

  He shrugged sheepishly as he replaced his phone and fiddled with his fingers so he wouldn’t have to look at me.

  I pulled in a heavy breath and smirked as I started to peel off my shirt and trousers. Mason frowned then looked around, scoping the place out for people as I decided to get naked. “What are you doing?”

  I scoffed as I unhooked my bra and threw it into a nearby bush along with the rest of my dirty clothes. “If you think I’m standing in horse shit whilst I wait for a friend to take me home, then you are sorely mistaken.”

  “Ava!” he shouted out as I thumbed the edge of my knickers, “No, Christ, at least leave your knickers on.”

  I quirked a brow then dropped my eyes to his t-shirt. He frowned then looked down to see what I was gesturing to but shot me a horrified look when he realised I wanted his shirt. “Ava, it’s my Queen t-shirt!” He wittered as he placed his hands on it protectively.

  I nodded and grinned, “I know, such a shame I need it. I don’t think you’ll be able to get the smell out after either.”