by Huie,Melissa
I traced the curve lightly with my finger, going all the way up to her jawline, then tucked a blonde strand behind her ear.
“You look good as a blonde.” Her breath hitched as my fingers cupped the back of her head. I leaned my forehead against hers and closed my eyes, taking in the delicious scent of coconut, citrus, and…her.
“God, I miss you, Kate. Please, come back to me. I’ll tell you everything. Fuck, I was going to tell you everything.”
“I don’t know if I can, Noah,” she whispered sadly. My heart ached at the sound of her voice. I knew I’d screwed up, but damn if I didn’t wish I could take it all back.
“Please, Princess. Please. I need you.” My grip tightened around the back of her head, and I lowered my lips to hers.
Tentatively.
Patiently.
Waiting.
Asking.
She pulled away and gave me a sad look. “I just can’t. Not right now, okay?” She walked over to Zeke to ensure that coms were working, then got back into her rented Benz.
“Dude, she’ll come around,” Cole muttered. I shot him a quick look.
“I didn’t think you wanted her to be with me, after everything that happened.”
Cole shrugged. “You broke her heart. But, your reasons are valid. She needs to hear them from you, though. And I know you love her. That’s what every brother wants for his sister.”
I nodded, then looked over at Torin as he gave the signal. It was time to roll out. We got in our separate vehicles to get to Ravenous, so we didn’t look like we came together. We arrived close to nine, and the line to get in was two blocks deep. Being the members of good standing that we were, we were able to cut the line.
“Sir, glad you could join us,” the host at the door said, checking the customized wrist band that was given to all members. “Please see the Madam once you arrive, as she has the auction sheet available.”
I filed in behind everyone else, and took a sheet. And damned if Kate wasn’t listed in the first round. I just had to make sure that I would be the one to win her.
Everyone milled and mingled around, drinking out of fancy glasses and swilling champagne. The atmosphere was festive, but the guys and me weren’t in the mood. Torin and Trey were making their rounds, flirting with the women, and doing their best to show that they belonged. But my eyes never left the blonde bombshell in the teal dress. She flirted and spoke with the people in the room, engaging them with her seductive smile and beautiful laugh. But I could see it. I could see her sizing up each person she met.
There was a rustle at the front of the room, and a crowd formed. Several men, of varying ethnicities walked in, and went straight for the tucked away elevator in the back hallway. I caught Kate’s eye, and nodded to the left, ever so slightly. She looked down, and then up at me, confirming my question. I ambled my way over toward the hallway, ready to be shot down.
“Sir, may I help you?” a tuxedo wearing man asked.
“I’m sorry, sir, I was bringing this customer down to the rooms,” Kate said from behind me. I gently grasped her hand. The guard acquiesced and keyed us entry into the elevator. The flight down was quick, and we stayed quiet. But I let the rubbing of my thumb on the underside of her wrist do the talking.
We walked down the candlelit hallway, testing the knobs of each room. Most rooms were open, except for one. With a quick look at me, she stopped at the last door on the right. After walking in, she quickly locked the door behind us. The room was filled with a trunk, a king size bed with white satin sheets, and a cabinet full of any toy someone could want. Kate flicked on the stereo next to the bed, and the sounds of D’Angelo’s “How does it feel?” came over the speakers.
Immediately, I took her in my arms and held her close, relishing the feel of her body against mine. I ducked my head next to her lips.
“Auction is in the next room over.”
“How long do we have?” I whispered, inhaling her scent.
“Thirty minutes before we have to go back upstairs. Sixty minutes until the auction.” Her voice came in soft pants, and I groaned.
“Then let’s get it done.” I swayed her over to the wall, and pushed her up against it, next to a massive chest. My head dipped down, letting my tongue trace down her neck, and nibbled my way down the V of her dress. She draped one arm around my neck, letting her other hand caress the package in my pants. “God, please,” I begged quietly.
She cupped the small disk that was in the front of my boxer briefs, and pulled it out, as her thumb traced the big vein on the underside of my cock. I groaned, and my cock strained against the fabric even more. She put the circular disc in my hand and I palmed it. Hitching her legs up around my waist, I slammed my hand against the wall, holding it there so the audio mic concealed in the disc would engage. This disc could penetrate all sorts of walls and materials, and would be able to hear whatever we couldn’t. It was a custom job, created by Zeke for situations similar to this one. The shadows would conceal the disk until we were finished, and we pushed the self-destruct button.
I ground my pelvis against her, feeling the heat between her legs. “God, I want you. I’ve always wanted you. It’s always been you, Princess. Please know that.” I managed to get out, in between our frantic kisses. Our lips crashed together, our tongues pulsated with the same rhythmic motion as our hips. I broke off the kiss, needing to know where this was going before I lost all control.
“I need you, Princess.” I cupped my hand around her throat, using my thumb to tilt her chin up. “I fucking love you. I need you.”
She gazed into my eyes, and I swear there was love hidden underneath the hunger.
“Please, Noah,” she begged me in a soft voice.
“As much as I love to hear you beg, I need you to say the words. Tell me you love me, because I know you do. I can see it in your eyes,” I pleaded, slipping my finger up her thigh and sliding her panties to the side. She let out a soft whine, and I caressed her silky wetness.
“Oh God, Noah.” She arched herself into my hand, and gasped when I added another finger. “Oh God, please!” She started riding my hand, searching, cresting.
“Princess, I need to hear those words. Please,” I begged urgently.
Her breath came in quick pants, and I knew she was almost there. Hell, I was almost there myself, and I was about to nut in my pants.
“Yes! I love you…God, I’ve loved you for so long!” Her whispered wail was music to my ears, and I couldn’t last a minute longer.
“Fuck me.” I pulled my fingers out of her soaked pussy and shoved them into my mouth, sucking off her arousal.
Pure honey. I pulled her body close and twirled around to the bed, where I laid her down. I shimmied her dress off her body, noticing at the last minute, the mic was taped to her breast. Fuck! I covered her body with mine, and as I paid attention to her gloriously pierced nipples, I placed my lips next to the mic.
“Fellas, radio silence, please. Fifteen minutes max,” I ordered through gritted teeth. A chuckle came through my earpiece, then there was blissful silence.
“Cameras,” I reminded her. She ignored me, and dug her hands in my scalp as I made my way down her body, suckling and nibbling at her everywhere.
“I’m too far gone to care right now, so please, don’t stop!” she cried out.
My balls were about to burst, so I climbed up her body, and rubbed my bare cock against her folds. With no time to lose, I slipped in as far as I could, bottoming out against her ass. She arched into me, her back coming off the mattress. I pulled out, then thrusted back in quickly. The walls of her pussy clamped onto my cock so tightly, I almost lost my load right there. I rocked back on my heels, and pulled her body up to mine, wrapping her legs around my waist. It would be quick, but the angle alone was worth it. I slid in, and the new angle had me hitting that sweet G spot of hers with each thrust.
“Oh God, yes! I’m so close,” she cried out again. My thrusts became quicker, and the sweat from our bodies made us slick and wet a
gainst the satin sheets. Then she exploded with a scream, as her pussy clenched around me and milked my cock of everything I had. I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I let go with a roar. With our quick breaths, I pulled her up, with my cock still inside her, so she was in my arms again.
“I love you, Princess. And I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to prove it to you,” I said, kissing her.
Chapter 24
Noah
“HATE TO INTERRUPT the lovebirds, but movement has a large contingent of people coming down the stairs. Need to get a move on,” someone snarled in my ear.
“Roger that. We gotta roll.” We detangled our legs from each other and moved to clean up and get dressed. A loud knock came through the door.
“Miss Sabrina, the Madam requests your company once your client is satisfied.”
Kate rolled her eyes. “Sure thing. I’ll be right up.”
“Be careful,” I said, kissing her lips. I zipped up the back of her dress and opened the door for her, only to smack that ass when she walked by.
I took the opportunity to do some checking around. The ten other doors in the hallway were now locked, and from the muted noises, they were also occupied. I opened the last door at the end of the hall, right next to the room where we planted the device, , and not surprisingly, it was the the size of a small auditorium. Several seats were arranged in a semicircle, surrounding a small stage. This was where they did the auctions.
“I’m sorry, sir, but the auction hasn’t started yet. If you’d like to wait, I can escort you to the library where all the other participants are waiting,” the butler with the beady black eyes said from behind me.
I gave him an arrogant smile and raised my chin, then followed him out. Suddenly, the faint buzzing in my ear crackled with activity.
“Updated info, Noah. There are two auctions taking place tonight. One is the willing, and Kate’s among those. That one is taking place upstairs in the Observatory.”
“And the next one?” I muttered quietly under my breath.
“Downstairs. There’s a sublevel that wasn’t on the original plans.” Zeke paused. “And Noah? Jennie is among the women that are being auctioned off.”
Shit! How the hell did she get here? “Where?”
“Back where you were. There’s a door on the wall somewhere. But you won’t be able to find it yourself. You need to get in on the next auction.”
Motherfucker. Having to choose between Kate and Jennie was a no-brainer. I’d pick Kate every time. But I couldn’t leave Jennie to the Syndicate.
“Who has eyes on Kate?” I asked, barely moving my lips.
“I got her, brother. Go get Jennie,” Torin insisted. I grunted my acceptance of the change in plans, and headed out to find the Madam. Her eyes widened at the sight of me, and a look of confusion came over her face.
“Madam! Thank you so much for having me tonight. Unfortunately, I’m not exactly happy with the service. My tastes run a bit more…aggressive,” I said loudly. The tall, dark-haired gentleman behind her, turned his head slightly to eavesdrop.
“Oh, Mr. DePandi, I’m so sorry tonight was not to your satisfaction. We truly appreciate your business. Perhaps if I can find another woman…?”
“I’m looking for a long-term commitment, Madam. While I appreciate being invited to the auction, a week of companionship is not something I’m looking for. It’s barely enough time to…mold her to my needs.”
“Oh, of course,” she demurred.
“Ah, a man after my own tastes.” The dark-haired bastard behind her finally turned his attention to us. “Sebastian Cruz. And you are?” He held out his hand.
“Gavin DePandi. It is nice to meet you, Mr. Cruz, but I’m in the mood for something more than your establishment can provide.” I made a motion to move along, but just as I figured, he stopped me.
“I believe I have something you may be interested in,” he offered, cryptically. “Why don’t you join us, as my private guest? We can see if your money matches your desires.”
Seeing as how a bank account with a minimum of ten million dollars was required to join in on the auction, I had no doubt that my money, however fake it was, was welcome. He gestured for me to follow him, which I did. We went down the halls I was just in, and into the room with the semicircle of chairs, and the small stage.
“This location is for those of a particular nature,” he advised, dialing a code into a hidden panel on the wall. The door swung open, revealing another set of stairs. “Right this way.”
We made our way down to what could only be described as a dungeon. Cement and cinderblock walls, and florescent lights lined the place. The smell of sweat and fear filled the room. Several men, and a couple of women of various ethnicities and cultures, sat in rows of cushioned chairs, their focus to the back of the room. Several women lined the back wall, with a sole spotlight on them. They shivered, trembling and naked, in horror. A couple of them were also drugged, based on their lethargic stances. Or maybe they had just given up.
“Welcome, friends! For tonight’s delight, we offer you fourteen women, ready to be modeled and taught your most delicious desires. And for tonight only, we will have a special sale. If you buy one, you may have a companion from the upstairs’ auction at only half the price!” Sebastian boasted. His voice boomed against the cinderblock.
“Starting bid is at one million dollars.”
One million dollars for drugged out, sick women? What the hell good would they be? Apparently, the more drugged up, the better, because as each woman stood, quivering in fear, the price rose higher and higher. Each party, once the woman was won, was escorted with their prize to an exit door near the stage; another exit that we didn’t know about. I tried to mumble to the crew, but my earpiece was shot.
“And lastly, this firecracker right here. Yes, she has some miles on her, but she is completely submissive, requiring nothing but your cheapest heroin, and has the most pleasurable scream.” Sebastian brought Jennie to the forefront, and I winced. Her body was beaten. There was no place where she wasn’t bruised. But, of course, she didn’t realize what was going on. She was so high, she could barely stand.
“Bidding starts at three million.” I looked around as the bidders’ paddles rose in the air. The bids rose to an astronomical level, that before I knew it, I was about to be outbid.
“Ten Million dollars!” I shouted, my paddle raised high in the air.
“Ten million! Going once. Going twice. Sold, to Mr. DePandi for ten million dollars!” Sebastian announced with a sneer. Then he pulled out a gun and held it to her head. “Ten million is a good price for your wife, isn’t it, Mr. Russo?”
“You don’t need to do this. Hand her over, Cruz,” I warned.
“Sure thing. I mean, hell, the customer’s always right.” And before I could blink, he pulled the trigger and fired. Jennie didn’t have a chance. She went down. My eyes widened in horror as I watched her blood spill from the wound, coating the wooden stage.
“You fucking bastard!” I seethed. I raced toward him, but the sound of guns cocking back had me stopping in my tracks. Everywhere I turned, a gun was pointed in my direction.
“Now you see, Mr. Russo, I’ve seen your parlor tricks. I’ve seen what you and your team can do. Did you think we didn’t have an informant within the Special Forces, just as we have with the FBI?” A low chuckle came from behind me, and the ugly, scarred face of Jose Martinez came into view. A Triton’s Edge member, Bravo Company. That son of a bitch.
“Mr. Martinez has been extremely instrumental in assisting us. We know that you’re here, and your teammates are upstairs, as well as your girlfriend. What a strange predicament you’re in, soldier. You had to choose between your wife or your girlfriend. Don’t you know you should never mix pussy?” He waved his gun at me, nonchalantly. “Get rid of him. I’m done.”
And just as I was waiting for the bullets to fly, the building exploded into gunfire. I threw myself down on the ground, seeking cover behind a fa
llen chair. I aimed my Glock and fired, taking out three of the Syndicate members. Chaos ensued, and no one knew where the bullets were coming from. I used that to my advantage, taking weapons from those that had fallen, and using them against others. A hot white pain gripped my shoulder, and I looked down to see the blood spread. Fucking hell. I continued to fire, at anyone and anything. I needed to get to Sebastian, and put the final bullet in his head.
“Noah!” My name was screamed out, and my blood boiled. I looked up to see Kate rushing down the stairs, with Torin and Trey behind her, guns in hand.
“Alpha Team, in place.” Fucking Benji’s ass grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up.
“About fucking time you pussies got here,” I said through gritted teeth. I looked around at all the carnage. “Where’s Sebastian?”
“We lost him in the fray, but we’ve managed to round up several high-ranking members of the Syndicate. The local PD has the girls, and they’re assisting us in processing. Commander Wells is here too.”
“Where the fuck is that jackass Martinez? He’s the informant on the squad.”
“We took care of him with a bullet to the brain,” Cole seethed, gesturing to the side of the room.
“Fuck! Jennie!” I bounded up to the stage, where Sketch held his sister in his arms, staring into nothing, while tears rolled down his face.
“Buddy, I’m so sorry. I tried…” I tried to apologize, explain. I didn’t know. I didn’t know what to say to ease his pain.
“I know. God, I know. I just wish…” and he broke down. I put my arm around him while he shed silent tears.
“Come on, guys. We have to get out of here,” Kate said quietly. I moved to pick up Jennie, but Sketch carried her in his arms and up the stairs. I looked helplessly to Kate.
“You did everything you could, Noah.” She pulled me upstairs and into the night.
“Not enough.”
Guilt crashed over me. I could have done more, done something more, to save Jennie, to help her get clean. I may not have loved her, but she was the mother of the greatest gift I’d ever received. Then, I looked over at Kate, and knew she could have ended up just like Jennie. Anger coursed through my veins. There wouldn’t be enough protection in the world to save them from the destruction I would lay down, had Kate been killed.
