by Erin Trejo
“No more of that. It’s over, and it can’t be fixed by you. All I can do is make you feel the pain and the anguish that I have. Then I will release you to the monsters that ripped my heart out of my chest. It’s really nothin’ personal. You just happened to be the bastard’s daughter, which makes you collateral damage.”
She sobs when I run my tongue over those soft plump lips. Fuck, my dick aches for her. It’s not a desire to feel her wrapped around me, though; it’s the want to see her cry. It’s the want to watch her try to escape the inevitable. It’s the want to see her break within the palms of my hands. I press a soft kiss to her lips before I move back down the bed. I shift so I’m facing her as I pull my knife from my pocket.
“Be a good little flower and this won’t hurt you,” I tell her as I slide the blade under the ankle of her jeans. I pull the knife as I watch it cut so damn smoothly through the fabric. Braylynn’s body shudders and it makes my dick rise higher. I have to reach down and adjust it before I continue. Once I reach the top of her jeans, I groan. I can see the edge of her silk panties and it does something to me.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asks as I cut through the other leg.
“There are a few things but I also want to give you some rules. While you’re here, you will have free reign of the compound.” She sighs like that’s a good thing. I can’t do anything more than chuckle.
“I wouldn’t let that settle you, sweetheart. There is one way out of here, and there’s no way in hell you’ll be usin’ it until I’m done with you. You can walk around the clubhouse but at eight every night you better have your ass back in this room. There’s food in the kitchen here or the clubhouse.”
The shiver returns to her body when she asks, “Clubhouse? Oh, God. You’re with another MC?” Her voice shakes but I like it. I like that she’s afraid but also smart enough to know that doesn’t sound good.
“I am. That isn’t what this is about though. This is personal although my club backs me on it. Like I said, they all know why you’re here so don’t try to sweet talk any of them. It won’t get you shit.” I pull the cut fabric out from under her body. I reach up and slide the tip of my finger along her inner thigh. Bumps form on her skin as her body betrays her. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve seen so far with her.
“Wanna tell me why your panties are wet?” I ask when I notice the dampness between her thighs. Now that I didn’t expect.
“What’s your name?” she asks softly.
“Not your concern,” I tell her. I lean down, pressing my nose into her pussy and inhaling her scent. Jesus Christ how the hell does she smell so fucking delicious? I stick my tongue out and drag it across the fabric, loving how she shakes beneath me.
“Are you going to let all of your brothers touch me?”
A growl escapes my throat before I sit up. “No one will touch you unless I say.”
“Is that a yes then?” she asks. Defiant little thing she is.
“That’s a none of your fuckin’ business at the moment. If I think it would be fun to torture you with one of my brothers, that’s what I’ll do,” I roar. Her body jerks from the sound of my voice.
“Today, I want you to feel me and only me.” I grab her panties and rip them from her body. A soft cry leaves her lips. It makes me smile though. She’s going to be a crier. I like criers.
“I’m gonna taste you, darlin’. I wanna feel you erupt like a volcano on my tongue. I wanna taste what you have to offer before I ruin you. Takin’ you is gonna be fun, seein’ how your off limits to me. You’re mine to taste, control, and play with. This is going to be fun for me, not you.” Braylynn sobs at my words.
I slide my finger between her thighs and straight through her wetness. When I dip my head and my tongue touches her, a chill races up my spine. She tastes like nothing I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating before. I spread her lips as I dive in deeper. My tongue flicks across her clit and her hips buck. She can’t deny what her body wants no matter the situation that it’s happening. I hum against her as I let my tongue slide toward her entrance.
“Please. Stop,” she cries.
There it is. The begging. The only thing that gets her is my tongue deeper in her soft slick pussy. My tongue glides through her wetness before moving back to her clit. I twirl my tongue around before sucking that nub into my mouth. When I release her, she whines.
“You don’t really want me to stop, do you?” I ask her. I don’t care if she says yes. I’m going to finish her either way. I need to taste her sweet cum but then I will torture her. I will lick her until I can feel her on edge for a second time before leaving her high and fucking dry.
“Please. Don’t do this to me,” she begs again.
I lean back in, taking her clit between my teeth. I nip and tug until I can hear her panting. I release it and slide my tongue all over her until I feel her so close to exploding. I shove my tongue into her pussy before I work her clit with my thumb. That’s it. I can feel her on the edge. I can feel her orgasm ready to blow free. I growl against her body until I feel it. She comes roughly and my tongue is there to take it all from her. I lap it up until her body stops shaking. That’s when I move in again. She’s still on edge. My body is on fire but my head is a complete mess. There is so much wrong with this situation. I shouldn’t be enjoying myself with her. I shouldn’t like the sounds that she makes or the taste of her on my fucking tongue. I almost hate her for being so goddamn perfect for me when she isn’t mine to keep.
“Please,” she cries in that needy tone.
She liked it. I felt it. She can’t deny that. But now it’s time to make her want more. I lick at her body and slide a finger inside of her. She’s so fucking tight. I work her back up until she’s panting and writhing before I pull away. I pull my dick free from my jeans as she whimpers under her breath.
“You didn’t think that I would let you have it, twice did you?” I stroke my dick as Bray watches me and tugs at her cuffs. I know she wants to finish what I started, but that isn’t going to happen.
I grip my dick harder as I watch her breathing. It’s coming closer and closer as I groan and grunt. I kneel on the bed next to her and jerk harder until that tingle runs up my spine. My balls tighten right before I come all over her pussy and stomach.
“Fuck. Fuck!” I growl as I watch my release mark her for the first time. It’s a goddamn sexy sight to behold too.
Chapter 9
I gave her a day to adjust to being here before I decided to let her run free.
“I don’t have a lot of rules. You won’t get far if you try to run, which I’ve already told you. When you hear me knock on this door when I get home, the mask goes back on.” This is a personal decision on my part. I don’t want her to see me right now or know which guy I am, which is why she won’t see me or know my name at this point. It’s also the reason I talk to her in a gruff tone. It’s the principle of things.
“But I can walk around and get out of this room?” she asks as I uncuff her wrists. I move to her ankles next doing the same.
“Yeah. There are cameras on the perimeter so don’t fuckin’ try to do anything stupid. This whole place is loaded with cameras,” I mumble as she slides up the bed and away from me now that she’s free of the cuffs. Her little hands rub the spots on her arms where the cuffs were. I find myself intrigued by her actions. I thought for sure she would try to run the first chance she got.
“I won’t try to do anything stupid. I’m not that dumb,” she says defensively. Can’t argue there.
“Never said you were. I just know how that fight or flight instinct can kick in. The urge to fight is stronger than any urge to run, and let me tell you, little flower – I like the fight.”
Bray scoots further up the headboard as I chuckle to myself. I climb up on the bed and move closer to her. Still blindfolded, I know she can feel the bed dip, and it jump starts my heart to know there is a fear in there.
“You can run, darlin’ but there is nowhere
for you to hide. You are all mine now and all the depraved things that I want to do to you, will happen.” Her body shakes with fear as I laugh. I pull away and stand.
“I’m leavin’. I have shit to do. Don’t bother askin’ the guys or girls who I am either. You won’t get shit outta them. There’s food made up at the clubhouse. Big buildin’ in the middle.” I walk out of the room and close the door behind me. My dick is still straining in my fucking jeans when I hear her cursing.
“Thanks for the extra clothes bastard.”
I grin like a jackass. I knock before I go back in, picking the bag up off the floor. I’m not a complete dick here. I did get her some clothes I just wanted to see if she would ask for them.
“Mask on?” I ask as I turn the handle.
“Yes, master,” she grumbles under her breath. When I step in the room she’s standing with nothing still on her lower half and only the piece of shirt I left her in yesterday.
“Clothes are in the bag on the bed. Should fit. If not, I could hardly give a shit if you walk around naked. I do like that whole master thing you’re doin’ too, flower.” I step into her space. She can no doubt feel my presence. I lower my head taking her nipple between my teeth. I bite down until I taste blood. Bray screams but for some reason it doesn’t sound like she’s in pain. No. It fucking sounds like she’s turned on. I flick my tongue over the bloody nub before pulling back and groaning.
“The preview,” I tell her before walking out of the room. I adjust my dick and head out the front door.
I know that the Aces are going to be coming at any time, and I want to make sure that we have everything in order. The girls should be on that but you never know with the likes of these bitches. I make the short walk to the clubhouse and head in when I see Ruger. He doesn’t look all that happy either.
“What’s goin’ on?” I ask when he looks up and spots me.
“Need to talk to you and Hawk. You busy?” I shake my head and follow him into the office. He looks pissed as hell. I can’t say that I blame him either. There’s been so much shit going on around here that we’re all a little off.
“Sit down. Let’s hear it,” Hawk says. I grab a cigarette and drop into the chair watching Ruger pace the floor. Hawk and I share a glance before he starts to talk.
“Seems there’s more on the Daze issue than we thought. It’s aimed at Club Enforcers. Mayhem gave me a call from up North and said they have run into some shit too.” I take in a big amount of nicotine as I let that settle inside of me. This is not something I wanted to hear right now.
“What do you mean? Who’s behind this shit?” Hawk asks Ruger but all he gets is a shrug.
“Thing is, they are threatenin’ more than just the enforcers. They are targetin’ family members.”
Those words make my fucking skin crawl and my blood run hotter than normal. Acid rises in my chest and the thought of choking Braylynn crosses my mind. She’s not the reason behind things, but still, the knowledge that she is related to this same kind of bastard pisses me off.
“You bringin’ your sister in?” Hawk asks him. Ruger nods but doesn’t look happy with it.
“Just until shit blows over. She ain’t gonna be happy about it either.” We all know that his sister despises everything this MC stands for. She will surely give him hell.
“Well fuck! I’ll get a call to Declan and see if he needs anything. Get the rest of the guys on alert just as a heads up. Shit could change at any given second, and I want them all ready for it,” Hawk says sliding his phone out of his pocket.
I shove out of the chair and follow Ruger out into the main room. People are milling around when I see her. She looks so scared and alone. Her arms are wrapped protectively around herself as everyone watches her. With the tiny shirt she has on they probably figure she’s just another club whore. It makes me hard.
“You need any help with your sister, let me know. She’s always liked me.” I slap my hand across Ruger’s chest as I chuckle. His eyes are tracking Bray though as she makes her way through the room.
“How long you think the boys are gonna leave that alone?” He looks over at me. I see the look in his eyes. I know he thinks she’s fucking hot because she is! But that doesn’t deter the plans at all.
“As long as they wanna be a part of this club and keep their dicks intact, they won’t touch her.” Ruger grunts and a part of me wonders what’s running through her head right now. What she must think of being locked in a place like this and not having a way out.
“She followin’ directions?” Hawk asks as he steps up next to me.
“So far. She knows the rules, I’m just a little shocked she followed orders and didn’t try to run.” I cross my arms over my chest and think on that one. Could be an ulterior motive but what? The more that settles within me the angrier I become.
“Bri!” I yell at one of the club whores, scaring the shit out of almost everyone in the room. Hell, even Hawk jumped.
“What the fuck, man?” he asks looking at me.
“What?” I say as Bri walks over to me.
“What do you need, Smokey?” She blinks her little green eyes.
“I need you on your fuckin’ knees.” I unzip my jeans and pull my dick out she drops to the floor in front of me. What? We’re some of the most disgusting ass bastards around this area. I don’t care if everyone here watches her suck me off. I don’t care if they like it or not. When I glance up and see Bray watching with wide eyes, I groan. Her time will come soon enough.
Chapter 10
Who says there’s a calm before the storm? The storm can blow in at any rate of speed and wipe out a whole city. I would know. I’ve become that storm. I’ve blown in and taken out as many as I can just to blow back out.
“Bad news on the girl.” Decan strolls over to me with a not so happy look on his face.
“What girl?”
“Your little hostage. They know she’s missin’,” he says.
I just shrug. What the hell difference does it make? To me? None. I already have her and when I’m done, they will get her back. All in one fucked up and cracked piece.
“You don’t give a shit? They are puttin’ word out,” he says again like that was supposed to have some sort of effect on me. It doesn’t. I blow out the smoke that I was holding me in my lungs. This bastard is starting to ruin my high.
“They can put out all the word they want, Decan. No one knows where to look for her. No one saw me take her.” I try to remain as calm as I possibly can, but with this little prick, it’s not going so well.
“So, we got her and the Aces now to worry about?” he asks with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
I shove out of my seat and grab him around the throat quickly. I pin him against the wall with a growl that’s heard by everyone in the place. “You don’t have shit. Don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours, sweetheart. She has nothin’ to do with you.” Growling in his face doesn’t get me the response I want. Hell, why would I think it would?
“Fuck you, Smokey!” he roars, slamming his fist into my ribs. Me and this little son of a bitch are going to have to have a little coming to terms party one of these days. Not today though. Today my nerves are on fire. My body is coiled with tension. I remove the hand holding his throat before throwing my fist into his face. We exchange some good blows before being yanked apart.
“What the fuck is with you two?” Draven, one of the other brothers, snaps as he pushes us apart.
“Not a goddamn thing my fist can’t solve,” I roar louder this time.
“Take a fuckin’ walk, Decan,” Draven snaps. Decan turns and walks away wiping the blood from his lip. Bastard.
“What is your issue with him?” Draven turns to me. He’s a good guy. I respect him. He’s always been up front with me and honestly, he could have been the VP of this shit.
“He’s a mouthy son of a bitch. He doesn’t know when to keep quiet and when to talk,” I grunt. Draven nods his head, running his hand through hi
s long dark hair.
“Heard that! We need to talk to Hawk about this shit. Maybe there needs to be a vote.” Draven sticks a joint between his lips and inhales.
“Vote the motherfucker straight outta the fuckin’ club. He’s basically useless anyway.” I grab the joint and take a toke as Draven laughs. I pass it back when I notice I’ve caught the attention of some of the girls and Bray. She stands there stoically, I’ll give her that. Her eyes dance around before coming back to meet mine. The heat I feel coursing through my veins is overwhelming me. I need a goddamn release, and unfortunately for her, she’s going to be on the receiving end of it.
“Debby!” I holler when I see her walking past. She looks over her should and smiles before coming over to me.
“Hey! What do you need?”
“The new girl, the one you heard about. Tell her to get her ass back in her room naked with the mask on now.” Debby doesn’t like what I do. She didn’t like the idea when she heard about it either but she knows her place here and doesn’t argue.
“Ok,” she says softly. I watch her walk across the room and talk to Bray. Bray opens her mouth and speaks, but Debby shakes her head. Bray looks around quickly, no doubt trying to figure out who I am. I look away so to not give anything else away before I see her walk out the side door. I grab the nearest bottle of Jack and head out the front. There’s guys just sitting around talking but when she walks past, they all grow silent as they take her in. I join in on that. She moves like she doesn’t have a care in the world, but she has to know what’s coming to her. I gave her fair warning and tonight is going to be the night that I start to break her down. Bit by bit. Piece by piece, I want to watch her crumble into a pile of ash. Then and only then will I sweep her up and toss her back to the bastards that ruined my life.
I take a long pull from the Jack as I walk toward the house. My dick is practically screaming in my jeans. My heart is racing. The anticipation is enough to make my heart run overtime.
