Chapter 7
Cala Lily - Another one bites the dust
An orgasm hits me right as my eyes pop open.
Looking down, I recognize the blond hair as Daze’s and he continues sucking my clit looking up at me.
He always tells me how much he loves to watch me shatter on his tongue.
I cry out as I soak his face again, tightening my legs around his head.
After a few moments, he sits up with a huge grin on his face.
“Worse ways to wake up.” I say teasingly he laughs, kissing me before letting me up from the bed.
Hunter and Peck are leaning against the walls, sliding their cocks back into their jeans. I smirk, “Maybe later I’ll take care of that for you.”
Hunter snorts and Peck shakes his head as I grab something to wear, not even sure what I want to do tonight. I need bloodshed, that's for sure. There are two people I need to get rid of but I’m saving those for when Cala wants to join me.
Tonight, I want to find a man. Not just any man, another perverted friend of my dad’s—his stepbrother. Memories in Cala’s mind have been repressed, but I still can remember how he touched me, it was just one time. But I remember.
And I like to see our father sad and depressed—that makes me happy, it’s the least he deserves.
Daze lounges on the bed, “Are you a taser? Because you look stunning.”
What in the hell?
But I play along, batting my eyes at him, “Are you a waiter? Because you’re serving.”
Hunter and Peck just snicker because Daze’s pick up lines are cheesy, but I love him for it. After dressing in all black, it’s time to roll out.
“I need to go and make someone bleed,” I say looking up at my guys.
The cops in this town are dumb as hell. All these people are dying and they’re thinking it's one person. Little do they know I’m not the only one around here getting revenge.
Mother was on the phone, telling someone that she thinks somebody has it out for them because all these people they care about are getting knocked off. Oh mommy dearest if you only knew.
Tom, the stepbrother, likes to gamble. But he’s very bad at it.
He wins, tries to pay off debts, only to use his winnings to try again.
There’s no casino here so it’s done behind closed doors, with some heavy hitters.
Hunter is on the phone, calling in a favor to get close to Tom.
How he has so many underground contacts is beyond me, but I don’t judge.
How can I, when he uses them to help me get what I want?
Hunter pulls up to a seedy motel on the edge of town, parking in the back, killing the engine. As he gets out to go inside to get Tom he looks at us, “I’ll be back. Play nice.”
I calculate we have about ten minutes and it’s dark out. The guys must be thinking the same thing because they unzip their jeans and I slip out of my leggings—should have worn a dress. Climbing into the backseat, Peck grips my hips and pulls me down to straddle his lap.
I’m so turned on, I’m dripping as I reach down and grasp his dick, running my hand up and down his long length. He pulls my panties to the side and I moan sinking down on his cock as he stretches my pussy. Fuck, he always fills me up so good.
Running his hands through my hair, he turns my head so I can lean over and put my mouth around Daze’s cock, “You can’t leave him out babe” he groans as he continues to thrust up into me while Daze shoves his cock down my throat.
Tears pour from my eyes as they high five above me.
If I wasn’t so filled, I’d roll my eyes.
Peck grips my hips as I tighten around him, bouncing on his length as he shoves my head further down Daze's cock. They both find their rhythm filling my holes as I take everything they give me. My body shivers with every moan and growl that leaves their mouths making me want to cum already. I love the sounds coming from them both, there’s nothing hotter than a man who isn’t ashamed to make a little noise.
Suddenly, I feel a pair of fingers start rubbing my clit and I know Hunter has returned. I was so focused on the feeling of being filled, that I didn’t notice him returning. Fuckkkk this feels so good. It’s almost too much.
My orgasm rips through me, hard, so hard I see stars. Peck finishes at the same time Daze comes in my mouth, I swallow it down like a good girl and glance over to see Hunter licking his fingers, “Tasty,” he says smacking his lips together.
“You’re perfect for me, all of you,” I say and climb back into the passenger seat to pull on my pants “Tom?”
Hunter jerks his head toward the trunk, “Tied up, though I let him watch for a few seconds.” Glad I could give the douchebag a show before he meets my crazy.
We drive to another warehouse the guys obtained, again not sure how and I don’t ask questions. Hunter parks inside the building, hauls the asshole out of the trunk just as Peck brings out a chair, “Did you like the show Uncle Tom?”
He stares at me, “Cala?”
I twirl for him, “In the flesh and now clothed. Did you like the show?”
He blinks, “I mean…”
Hunter punches him in the face, spit flying everywhere or that might be blood since a tooth lands at my feet.
“Oh Uncle Tom, do you remember what you did to me?”
He shakes his head, “Fuck that hurt, what the fuck is this?”
Peck punches his stomach this time as I ask again, “Do you remember what you did to me?”
He stares at me, “I…I…Cala, listen, that was years ago. I apologized for that.” Daze stabs his leg and he screams out.
“I don’t care if it was years ago, you don’t get to hurt us. But based on how your life is going, you don’t really know how to touch a woman properly anyway.” God, I wish I wore a skirt. Oh well, he’s going to get a show.
Hunter drops to his knees and slides his hands into my waistband, pulling my pants down my legs and then helping me step out of them. I pull my shirt over my head and I can see Tom watching every moment, even though he’s bleeding from his stab wound.
“Watch and learn.” Hunter says as a grin splits his face.
Hunter slides my panties down and pushes two fingers into my soaked pussy, thrusting in and out. Peck stands beside me so I have something to lean on. Turning my head I kiss him while Hunter picks up the pace, “Make me come, baby.”
He smirks at me, “Gladly.”
He leans in and sucks on my clit and I scream through the orgasm, nearly suffocating him with my pussy as I hold his head. He taps my hands as I come down and I let him up. He just grins and we turn to Tom who is visibly turned on. Another pervert. Another one bites the dust.
“That’s how you touch a woman, what you did was fucking degrading, disprespectful. Again, we don’t like being hurt.”
Daze brings the knife down on his other leg and Tom screams, “Cala, I said I was sorry. Maybe…”
Hunter punches him, “You don’t get to touch her.” Awww, he’s so sweet.
“Oh Uncle Tom, you don’t get it. This isn’t just about what you did to me. This is about making my dad cry, unlucky for you.”
Tom’s head jerks up as Daze hands me my torch, lighting it up, “Ashes to ashes we all fall down.”
I light Tom up, listening to him scream all the while laughing. He deserved it, no one besides my dad will miss him. When he stops screaming, the guys carve up what’s left of him, dumping him out into the river outside the back door of the warehouse.
“Can’t wait to see the headlines tomorrow,” I giggle as Peck helps me dress and they take me back to the prison Cala resides in. We’re almost there, Cala.