20. Liam
Her chocolate eyes, meeting mine, leave me longing to feel her tight little hole. She’s a natural submissive, and she doesn’t even know it. If she wasn’t the daughter of the scum who killed my sister, I’d take her as my own. But she’s the enemy and I’ve lived too long to know you don’t lie with them. This weekend is the only exception. I have a gut feeling she will lead us to him, even though Killian thinks otherwise.
I reach down, taking her hand with mine, and help her stand. She’s so fucking gorgeous. So young and pliable. My thoughts drift to how I could mold her, but I shove them away. I can’t let Kyrian’s obsession with her somehow spread to me.
No, I need to stay focused. My little mouse is our ticket to him. But she’s not leaving this weekend without me having a taste of her.
I lead her over to the bed. “Get on your stomach, Little Mouse. I want you to move to the edge of the bed, pull up on your knees, and then stick your arms between your legs and stay like that. I have a little treat.”
Turning, I head to the wall and open the cabinet. Inside are a bounty of toys, to give any good girl some pleasure… or pain if she’s been naughty.
I know exactly what I want and it’ll put her pretty little pussy on display for me. Taking hold of the spreader bar, I close the doors and step back over to the bed.
Elena’s positioned exactly as I requested, and a small bit of pride rises inside of me.
“I’m going to place your hands and feet into straps. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her breathing is heavy and raspy, and from the position she’s in, I can already see the shine of her arousal.
I take my time, trailing my hands along her legs as I wrap the cuffs around them, securing them tightly. Then move to her hands. She’s going to be completely at my mercy.
Grabbing the bar, I pull her closer to the edge. A yelp comes from her at the sudden movement.
“Shh, Little Mouse, don’t make a squeak or you won’t get Daddy’s hard cock.”
Her whimpers stop and fuck if it doesn’t stir something in me. The way she’s so easily giving herself to me, trusting me with all she has, even though she doesn’t know me. I’ve missed having a submissive. Maybe after this weekend, it’s time to find a new one.
I let my fingers slide through her wet folds, collecting her juices on my fingers before lifting them to my mouth and sucking them.
Delicious!
Taking hold of my cock, I give it a few strokes before lining my mushroom head up with her hole and thrust in until I’m fully seated inside of her. She whimpers at the intrusion so I hold still, giving her time to adjust and for the pain to turn to pleasure.
Kyrian didn’t lie. She fits me like a glove, already milking my cock for everything it has.
“You want my cock, Little Mouse? You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, Sir,” she mewls.
I take hold of her hips and pump mine back and forth, thrusting in and out. Each time, her nipples graze along the fabric, adding an extra layer of sensation for her.
She’s gripping me so tightly; I have to calm myself to keep from coming.
I pause long enough to lift my leg and place my foot on the bed, giving myself a better angle, before continuing to fuck her.
She’s coming undone underneath me and it’s beautiful.
Every time I feel I’m about to come, I slow my speed, taking time to breathe and praise her before resuming, making sure she has not one, but two, orgasms before I finally release my load inside of her. When I’ve come down from my own high, I pull out, my semen leaking from her hole as I do.
“Stay there, Little Mouse.” I leave her long enough to get a wet rag from the bathroom and quickly run it through her folds before unhooking her from the bar.
Rolling her over, I lift her in my arms and walk to my chair, sitting down, cradling her while I praise her.
A noise to the left pulls my attention and I notice Kyrian standing at the door, watching. Killian’s right; he’s getting too attached. We definitely need to rethink the plan so he doesn’t blow it for us. It just takes one stern look from me for him to shut the door.
“My little mouse, you’ve made quite an impression on my youngest nephew.” I push the hair away from her face as she drifts off to sleep, spent from the events of the morning. “Sleep, you’ve been a good girl, you deserve it.”
We sit like that for the next hour, until Killian steps in and takes her from my arms, tucking her into the bed.
She’s still asleep, exhausted from the day. When she woke from her nap with me, the boys had another round with her. This time, they took her together, each of them teasing her to the edge before finally fucking her.
For someone with no experience, she’s catching on quickly, following directions to the T.
But now it’s time for us to have a talk.
“Killian, get your brother out of the bed with her and get him in here,” I order.
He stands from the couch and disappears into the bedroom. A few minutes later he walks out of the room with Kyrian following close behind him, pulling a shirt over his head.
“What’s up, Uncle? I was resting with Sunshine,” Kyrian complains as he runs his hand through his tousled hair.
“That’s one of the things we need to talk about.” I finish making my drink and take a seat in my chair as the boys sit on the couch.
“What about her?”
“Elena is the key to finding her father. I’m not so sure about this story she’s telling that he’s not in her life. We’re going to use her to lure him out.” I don’t even get a chance to finish before he opens his mouth.
“Come on, Uncle. She doesn’t even know who we are or what her dad did. Why would she need to lie?” Kyrian questions.
I take a moment to compose my thoughts. While he does have a valid point, there’s still a chance she could be lying. He is implicated in my sister’s death, was even arrested and let go on bond. She could’ve been groomed to give these answers, never knowing who could be a cop.
“Kyrian, even you aren’t that stupid. She’s been groomed. He’s the prime suspect in two murders. Police will be looking for him. Of course, she’s been coached to say he’s not in her life, that he abused her. What better cover for him? You’ve seen yourself how easy she is to mold, how compliant and eager she is to be praised for being obedient.”
Kyrian huffs as he pulls his feet onto the couch.
“So, what are we going to do?” Killian asks.
“Do you need me for the planning?” Kyrian questions. “If not, I’m going back to bed. Just tell me what I need to do.”
“No, we don’t. Right now you’re a complication,” I scold.
“What do you mean by that? I hate him too. The fucker took my parents from me and I want him to pay. But using Elena is pointless. I believe every word she’s saying. Why should she also have to pay? She’s basically already lost both her parents as well.”
I take a breath. If Kyrian was anyone else, I’d already have my hands wrapped around his throat, squeezing tightly as the air in him was snuffed out.
“I’m going to give you a pass for now, Kyrian. But listen clearly. It will not happen again. That girl is nothing but a hole to fill. Nothing more. When this weekend is over, she’ll just be a blip on your radar. Another thing in your book you marked off. A virgin. She’s nothing but a high-priced prostitute.”
Kyrian stands with my final words and leaves the room.
“He’s kept out of the plans for revenge from here on out,” I say through gritted teeth.
“So, how are we handling this? How are we using her to lure him out?”
“She’s coming into a large sum of money tomorrow night. We all know he’s not going to stay in hiding long. We put someone on her, watching to see when he shows up and then we have him.”
Killian”s solemn face lights up with joy. He knows it means he can take the fucker to his torture chamber and have some fun. We both can. Just need to wait a little bit longer.