Chapter Four
Rebecca
For the remainder of the day yesterday, we relaxed in bed. A few times his men would come up and give us updates, but we were alone the vast majority of the time. We watched movies and got to know one another. Jerome is honestly a sweet guy. He never really wanted to run the mafia, but now he is. I never imagined myself in this situation, but here we are.
I got a chance to talk to Jett when he and I took a shower together last night, and we’re both happy here. It feels so natural. We are confident that we are safe. We have received nothing but overwhelmingly positive feedback from Levi doing a deep dive on him. He has never been known to hurt innocent people. He protects women, children, and overall innocent people. The only people he has ever actually gone after deserve it. He is a businessman with loose morals. Jett and Wilder literally murdered someone for Arden, so I don’t really see it any differently than what they did for her.
Garrett has been found and is currently tied up in the basement. The plan is when everyone comes for lunch, they will also get a show. Jerome will give them the opportunity to take revenge, but I’m the one who ultimately has the right to kill him. I stayed awake last night thinking about what I wanted to do, and ultimately, I’m going to make it quick. He does not deserve any more time than what I’ve already given him. He has taken up space in my brain for years, and I just want rid of him. He deserves a slow and painful death, but I deserve a swift revenge. I will simply put him on his knees and put a gun to his forehead just like he has done to me countless times, only I won’t be too scared to pull the trigger. I never doubted that Garrett was capable of killing me, but fear lurked in his eyes, and he never pulled the trigger. I won’t make that mistake.
When we woke up this morning, Jerome asked what I was dreaming about. Apparently, I was having night terrors. I was screaming and begging for someone to stop hurting me, and he assumed it was Garrett, but it was not. This led to the full explanation of what Jett and I endured years ago that led to me settling for Garrett. The rage on Jerome’s face was incredible to see, and I knew the moment we told him that those five would cease to exist soon. Once I stopped crying, he picked up his phone and called one of his men. He simply told him their names and where they were located. Within the hour, he received a few calls, confirming that they had died in prison. Jerome has gone above and beyond to avenge all of the bad things that have happened in our lives. I don’t know what we did to deserve a man like him leading us, but Jett and I have, and will happily, go to our knees for this man.
I will always be subservient to Jett, and he will always dominate me, but Jerome is our master. That much is clear.
We had an in-depth conversation this morning about how this dynamic will work. Essentially, Jerome is our master, so we will always bend for him. I am subservient to both of them, but Jerome will never dominate in the sense that would mean he controls how Jett dominates me. He will give the respect of working with him with me rather than taking full control of the entire dynamic. In other words, I get the pleasure of watching two dominant men dominate me, but one of them easily melts for the other.
They both know that Jett will reach a level of comfort where he will dominate Jerome. Jerome has already stated that he is a switch, and he will happily bend for Jett on occasion. I simply cannot wait to see what he will do to him. I know that the dynamic will shift and grow as we settle into our comfort zones, and I’m excited about what the future holds.
Maybe this relationship didn’t start in the most traditional of ways, but I’ve never been more confident of anything in my entire life. These two men are my life now.
I lean over the bed to grab something, but I’m promptly pushed into the mattress. My scream is muffled as Jerome slams into my pussy and starts fucking me at an unrelenting pace. This is the third time since eight this morning that he’s cornered and fucked the life out of me. It’s like he’s addicted to the way I scream. I am in no way complaining, though, because I’m addicted to the way they make my belly hurt.
Jerome goes fast and hard, forcing rapid-fire orgasms out of me. He growls as he shoves deep to come, and I am panting. “Christ, Jerome. Do you ever run out of come?” I ask.
“I don’t know. Definitely want to find out though,” he chuckles. He takes a moment to clean my body before standing me up. I see Jett is close by and absolutely ready to pounce on him. I sidestep, and Jerome turns around, only to get shoved onto the mattress. Jett absolutely planned this because Jerome is not expecting it when his knees are pushed to his chest and Jett slams into his ass. The guttural groan that comes out of Jerome is like fucking music to my ears.
“Fuck!” Jett moans. “So fucking tight.”
I move over and start stroking his cock as Jett pounds into him. “Oh God! Fuck, that’s good. Jesus fucking Christ, harder,” Jerome begs. I smile brightly at Jett as I jump up and gather the parts for the machine. When I return, we quickly switch everything over so that the silicone casting of his cock is pounding into him at an inhumanly fast speed while the sucking machine milks his cock beautifully. Jett cleans up before he positions himself so that he is kneeling above Jerome. He holds the back of Jerome’s neck so his head leans back before pushing down his throat.
“Oh… Go-,” Jett moans when Jerome starts sucking him hard. Jett turns absolutely fucking feral as he violently fucks his mouth. Neither of them have been this aggressive with me, but they are to each other. It’s as though they are trying to break each other, and it’s beautiful to see.
Jerome’s body is trembling as countless orgasms are forced out of him. When Jett comes and Jerome drinks him down, I take the opportunity while he is vulnerable to immediately straddle his face. Jett laughs when Jerome bands his arms around my thighs and pulls me down on his mouth. He starts to suck my clit as I rock my hips, creating a tugging sensation that has me coming immediately. My attempt to dominate him just backfired because I can’t pull away from him. Not only that, but Jett finds it somewhere inside of him to go one more time and grabs my face to shove down my throat. I am screaming around his cock as Jerome forces orgasms out of me so effortlessly that it makes my body tremble in perfect synchrony with his. The machines torturing Jerome are truly the ones in charge, because it’s like a chain reaction moving through all of us.
Jett comes, and I think he is moving away from us, but as Jerome continues to suck the life out of me, Jett pushes something into my ass. The vibration is so fucking strong that it radiates through my belly and drags an orgasm forward that nearly stops my heart. It doesn’t let up until suddenly my arousal floods out of me. Jerome growls as he drinks from my pussy, and everything goes black.
The next thing I know, my eyes snap open, and they are both on either side of me, propped up on their elbows, looking down at me. They both laugh when my eyes go wide at the realization that I passed out. We are all dressed, and I am confused.
“Hi,” Jett laughs.
“Woah,” I say.
“You tried… so hard,” Jerome says, leaning down to kiss me. I melt as we share our first kiss, and it relaxes me.
“I tried… you won,” I say softly. “Jett won, though.”
“Fuck almighty. Yes, he absolutely won,” Jerome laughs.
“I love hearing you beg for him,” I say.
“I love hearing you scream for us,” Jerome counters.
“Boss,” a man says from the doorway. We sit up; the man has his hand over his eyes, making me cackle.
“What do you need, Edgar?” Jerome laughs.
“The families of Bex and Jett are here. I have them waiting in the living room,” he says.
“Everyone is dressed, Edgar, but thank you. We will be down in just a moment,” Jerome says.
“Oh good. Your dick scares me,” Edgar says, dropping his hand.
“Edgar is my cousin,” Jerome says.
“Nice to meet you, cousin,” I say sweetly.
“Likewise, Ms. Adler,” he says with a smile.
“Ew. No. Just Bex,” I cringe, making him laugh.
“Let’s go down,” Jett says, kissing me. “Before Levi sets the house on fire.”
“He’s going to be…” I start to warn, but Jerome pulls me up and grabs my face.
“Rebecca, relax,” he says. “He is protective, and I respect that. I understand you are new to this world, but I am not the monster you think that I am.”
“I don’t…”
“Yes, you do. You see me as a monster. Just because you know that I won’t hurt you doesn’t mean you don’t think somewhere in your head that I would slaughter your family. I won’t, because they are a part of you. So long as they never hurt you, and they never crossed me in a way that would impact you, they are fine. I can handle them,” he says.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“You apologize too much.” He frowns at me. I open my mouth to apologize again, but stop myself, making him grin. “We are still growing and learning each other. Don’t be afraid to ask questions. I know you are not here by choice, but I still respect you.”
“I am most definitely here by choice now,” I say matter-of-factly. “Pretty sure Jett is too.”
“Oh yeah,” Jett says.
I gasp, and Jerome cocks his head at me. “You are the daddy,” I say, making Edgar burst out laughing. “Jerome, you’re definitely giving daddy vibes, and Jett is definitely the bratty one.”
“You little shit!” Jett laughs as he smacks my ass, making me squeal.
“You’re both brats, first of all,” Jerome says with a smirk. “I’ll be the daddy, but you get to be our little pet.”
“Snuggles and playtime? Fuck yes,” I say.
“Come on,” Jerome laughs.
I walk with Jett and Jerome downstairs. Levi is the first one to jump up from the couch and hug me. “Are you okay?” Levi asks, holding my face.
“Nope. He beats me when I’m naughty,” I say, making Jett cackle.
“I told you. They are getting properly railed. You’re so dramatic sometimes,” Macie laughs.
“This is Levi and his wife, Arden, and then Wilder and his wife, Macie. Arden is Wilder’s little sister, and Levi is Jett’s older brother. Macie and Arden have been best friends since they were kids,” I explain.
“It is wonderful to meet you all,” Jerome says, shaking their hands.
“The boys are dramatic. Ignore them,” Macie says sweetly.
“Excuse me, but I vouched for Jerome from the beginning,” Wilder laughs. “Levi is the one threatening to kill people.”
“It’s not a threat,” Levi says, shaking Jerome’s hand. He holds onto him for a moment to keep talking. “Jett and Bex mean far more to me than you, and I have no fucking problem putting you down if you even think about hurting them.”
“I do not doubt that, Levi,” Jerome says sincerely. “I assure you; they are safe. We are all on the same page as to why they are here, and they are well aware that they are not captives, nor is this by force. I have an image to uphold, so this is a predicament that Garrett has put us in.”
“Well, I’m enjoying the predicament you put in me,” I say with a shrug.
“Particularly fond of that part too,” Jett remarks with a smirk.
“You two are dirty-minded,” Jerome laughs at us.
“It’s your fault, monster cock. You created this chaos,” I say, and Levi narrows his eyes at Jerome, thinking the worst.
“Oh, stop it, Levi. Relax,” Jett laughs.
“Just wait until he realizes that his little brother enjoys getting fucked by Mr. Monster Cock,” I say with a grin.
“I thought I was Daddy Dom? You’re a confusing little thing,” Jerome says to me.
“Mr. Monster Cock, the Daddy Dom,” I say. “Who also likes getting his ass pounded on occasion.”
“Surprised?” Jett asks Levi, laughing.
“I’m not surprised at all,” Arden laughs.
“I saw it coming,” Macie adds.
“Hey. Me too,” I say, finally making Levi crack a smile. “Ha. I win. Now chill out. We are okay.”
“Although someone might not be,” Jerome says with a smile.
“Oh?” Wilder asks.
“Garrett is tied up in the basement,” I say.
“Stupid little fucker.” Macie frowns.
“You are so tiny to be so angry,” Jerome remarks. “All three of you are. You’re like little weapons.”
“I… can I humiliate him?” I ask Jerome.
“You can do whatever you want to him, Bex,” Jerome says, cupping my cheek.
“You’re okay with that?” Levi asks Jett.
“Considering she was sitting on his face until she passed out from coming too hard not thirty minutes ago, I’ll say this is pretty tame for Jerome,” Jett says.
“What are you wanting to do?” Jerome asks me.
“I want to hook him up to that machine,” I say. “I want to force him to come as many times as possible, and then I want Jett to be the one to kill him.”
“Why me?” Jett asks.
“Because you are the one who he took me from,” I say. “I always belonged to you, and he stole that from you.”
“Only if it’s the same size as the other,” Jett says with a mischievous grin.
“Edgar? Want to help?” Jerome asks.
“Fuck yes!” he says happily.
“Go get him ready,” Jerome says. “Feel free to play with him.”
“This I want to see,” I say.
We all move downstairs, and Garrett is wide-eyed. Edgar wastes no time pulling his knife out and cutting his clothing off. Garrett has tape over his mouth, so none of us can understand him as he is stripped naked. He is then bent over a table so that his chest is laying across the surface. His arms are tied in front of him before Edgar pulls his cock out and slips on a condom that he had tucked away in his pocket.
“Jesus. It’s a family trait,” I laugh when I see how big Edgar is.
Garrett’s muffled scream echoes through the concrete basement when Edgar slams into his ass and starts fucking him hard. I glance at the others, and they look thrilled to see this happen. Edgar goes and goes until he finally comes. When he does, he pulls out and throws away the condom before bringing out all the machinery that will be used to torture Garrett. He shows Garrett each individual piece as he hooks it up, leaving the massive dildo for last. He offers it to me, and I grin as I step forward. I make sure to dump plenty of lubricant on it before shoving it into his ass with no warning. I laugh loudly when he moans.
I get everything else hooked up before Edgar hands me the remote. I simply turn it to its highest setting before handing it back. He then places the sucking machine on his dick, and we all step back to watch.
“Damn,” Levi says.
“I think I have an idea,” Arden says to Levi with a grin.
“You are not doing that to me,” Levi laughs.
“Oh look, he’s coming again,” I say.
“Damn. He’s fast,” Jett says. Jerome motions to Edgar and hands Jett a pistol. Before turning to Garrett, Jett kisses me.
“Oh, this is gonna be messy,” Arden says.
Jett walks over and stands in front of Garrett as Edgar lets him come one last time before unhooking everything. Jett is patient as Edgar pulls Garrett’s weak body off the table and puts him on his knees in front of Jett.
“This is for Bex and everything you stole from us,” Jett says simply as he presses the barrel of the gun to Garrett’s forehead. Garrett is sobbing as he squeezes his eyes shut. I can’t help but laugh when he pisses himself, terrified of the inevitability of death. Jett glances at me, and I simply nod, because I know he wants him to suffer. Jett puts his finger on the trigger but shifts down at the last second, shooting him in the abdomen. Garrett screams out in pain as he falls to his side. Blood gushes out of the gunshot wound, and Garrett desperately grabs at his belly, trying to contain the bleeding. His desperate cries bring a smile to my face as his body grows weak. I walk over and squat down before lifting his chin to meet his gaze.
“Nothing makes me happier than to see you suffer,” I say softly. “See you in hell, Garrett.”
There are many things in life beyond our control, and death is one of those many things. From the way people treat us to the traumatic things that we endure, we have to learn how to navigate around the negativity in order to find happiness in life. Jett and Jerome are at the very center of my world, and the promise of forever with them cannot happen a moment too soon.