Chapter 64 Kashton
SIXTY-FOUR
KASHTON
Istep right outside the room, refusing to go far. I’m not surprised to see Saint and Hooke also out here in the waiting area.
“Did you find out anything?”
“No,” Hooke growls.
“Did you kill him already?” I wonder.
“I’m going to give him a few days of hell and then see what I can get out of him. We’re going to introduce him to Isabella tomorrow and see if they know one another.”
I nod. “Well, if he’s here, then he’s not with Hailey.” Who knows where the woman is. She could have been sold already. She could be in another country, or she could be right under our noses. “Did he have her cell phone on him?”
“No,” Hooke answers.
“He had a lot to say about Eve.” Haidyn crosses his arms over his chest.
“Oh yeah, like what?” I bite, knowing he isn’t going to let up.
“She’s been killing Lords.”
“Which is crazy.” Saint shakes his head. “I mean, I’m not saying a woman couldn’t kill a man, but he made it sound like there have been many, many men.”
I say nothing.
“Kashton,” Haidyn growls. “What the fuck was he talking about, and what do you know about this?”
I look away and run a hand down my face. I can’t keep this from them anymore. “Eve works for Adam.”
Silence falls over them as they glance at one another.
“Adam is dead,” Hooke finally says.
Haidyn lets out a long breath and Saint frowns. “How do you know this? Did she tell you that?” Saint questions.
“Yes and no.”
“Well, which one is it?” Haidyn barks.
“I spoke with Adam. He told me—”
“When the fuck did you see Adam?” Saint growls, knowing that Adam didn’t tell me this when we were all together at Dollhouse.
“Was this before he died?” Hooke questions, tilting his head to the side.
“Wait a minute.” Haidyn widens his stance. “Are you telling me she’s been working for Adam all this time?”
“Yeah.” I step closer to him, and he straightens.
“The entire time you were talking to Adam behind our backs, he was knowingly working with your sister in Vegas.” His face tightens at the fact that our brother was keeping a secret from him.
Sin was right: you can’t trust anyone. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to spend time with my wife who was drugged. Alone.”
I give them my back, yank open her door, and enter the room. She’s lying on the table, and her eyes meet mine. “Hey.” I rush over to her when I see she’s crying. “What’s wrong, Eve? Are you hurting?”
“No.” She sniffs.
I brush my tatted knuckles down her wet cheek. He said she’d have crazy mood swings. The woman already runs hot and cold in a blink of an eye. The drug can’t be helping. “Talk to me.”
“I’m horny,” she whispers. “I need you to fuck me.”
I sigh and look at the bag of fluid. “You’re more than halfway done, angel. When we get back to our room, I’ll fuck you. Okay?” It’s not that I’m not hard, because I am. But I want to make sure she’s okay first. I’m her husband. This is my job. To take care of her. To put her first.
Maxwell said she’d be insatiable. What will getting her off right now do? It could make her want it even more. And then when will it stop? As much as she wants it, her safety comes first. As soon as she’s done and Devin gives her the all clear, I’ll have her coming all night.
Eve nods and turns her head away from me, rolling onto her side. I notice she’s trembling and stand up to grab a blanket out of a cabinet and cover her up with it.
“Thank you,” she mumbles.
“You’re welcome, angel.”
EVERETT
I lie on the table while Kashton sits next to me holding my hand. Devin returns, takes another blood sample, and removes my IV since I’ve finished the bag.
Kashton stands. “I’m going to talk to Devin really quick, and then we’ll go to our room.”
“Can we stay at your house tonight?” I want to be alone. Have an entire place to ourselves. Not just one room that his brothers have access to, and since Evan is still out there, I know Kashton won’t take me to mine.
“I’ll speak to Devin,” is all he says and walks out of the room.
I stand and remove the gown, then pull my dress back on. I’m placing my heels on when he enters the room.
“Sit on the table,” he orders.
I want to argue but do as I’m told.
He crouches down and removes my heels. Then he stands, kicks off his noir Hermès Bouncing sneakers, and crouches back down, sliding my feet into them. They’re way too big, but he already knows that. “I don’t want you to fall off your heels.”
He takes my hand, and I follow him out of the room. I don’t feel any better. If anything, I feel more uncomfortable than I did before. My skin is flushed, my pulse racing, and my clit is throbbing. My underwear is soaked.
I’m having hot flashes, but I’m freezing cold.
My legs are shaking, and my skin itches.
Kashton pulls me through Carnage, and I smile to myself when we walk out the front doors. He’s taking me to his house.
Thank God.
My car is still parked out front, and I fall into the passenger seat while he walks around. He gets in, starts up the car, and pulls out of the gates. His cell rings and Haidyn lights up my dash since he’s connected his cell to my car.
Sighing, he hits Answer. “Hello?”
“Where the fuck are you going?” my brother demands.
“We’ll be back in the morning,” Kashton tells him.
Not if I have any say.
“Kash—”
He hangs up and “Fall Back” by Lithe fills the speakers of the car. I shift my legs, rubbing them together. Reaching over, Kashton grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers before bringing it to his lips. He gives my knuckles a soft kiss and then places them back on my lap, holding it.
I kick off his shoes and undo my seat belt, and he glances at me quickly. “Eve,” he warns. “Put your seat belt back on.”
“Make me.” I pull my hand free from his, leaning across the center console, and start to kiss his neck while my hand rubs between his thighs. My nails dig into his jeans, and he hisses in a breath. He smells so good. All masculine and rugged.
“Eve, you have to stop.” Kashton clears his throat.
“Why?” I rub my hand over his cock, and of course he’s hard. Fuck, I crave him in my mouth.
Pulling away, he shifts in his seat, trying to give himself some room in his jeans. I push his hand out of the way and unzip them. “Let me.”
“Fuck,” he groans, knowing exactly what I’m about to do.
We both know he can’t stop me right now because he’s driving. That’s why I chose to take advantage of the situation.
I reach inside his zipper and through his boxer briefs to pull his dick out. My mouth fucking waters at the sight of him. I lean down and take the tip of his pierced dick into my mouth.
“Angel,” he moans, shifting his hips when his hand goes to my hair. His tatted fingers sliding through the strands as he grips it, pulling it off my face the best he can. I don’t fucking care.
I bob my head, taking more, and I whimper around his large size filling my mouth.
He lets go of my hair and slides his hand down my spine, and then I feel him yanking the hem of my dress up before his hand slaps my bare ass.
I shift, trying to adjust myself to a more comfortable position, but it’s impossible. This isn’t about me. It’s about him.
His hand slides between my legs, and I lower my head, pushing the tip of his dick to the back of my throat, letting the drool run down his pierced shaft. He likes it messy, and I don’t want to disappoint him.
“Fuck, Eve. You’re so wet.” His fingers pull my soaked thong out of the way, and he runs them over my pussy, teasing me like he loves to do.
I lift my head off his dick and gasp. “Please?”
The car swerves, and I have to let go of his dick to grab a hold of his thighs to keep from falling into the steering wheel. He comes to an abrupt stop.
I go to rise up to see what the fuck he’s doing, but his hand leaves my ass to grip my hair, and he shoves my face down as he speaks. “You’re going to finish what you started, angel.”
Yes, sir. My pussy clenches at his words.
“Open wide and drool all over my cock, Eve. Until I’m coming all over that pretty face.” His hands tangle in my hair, and he grips it tightly, making me whimper as he shoves my face down onto his hard dick.
I open my mouth willingly to let him have his way with it. He’s slow at first, letting it slide down my throat while I do exactly what he told me to and cover his cock in my saliva while it runs out of my mouth.
“That’s it,” he groans, shifting in his seat, leaning back into it now that he’s pulled over. “Fuck, angel. Your mouth feels so good.” Shoving my head down, I have to remove my hand from his shaft as my breath is taken away when the head of his pierced cock fills the back of my throat.
I don’t even care. Fuck my face. If I die, I die.
My hair is yanked and my mouth freed from his cock. I sit up and gasp in a breath. “Undo my belt,” he orders.
As I do as I’m told, he lifts his hips off the seat so I can pull it from the loops. He rips it from my hands, pushes them behind me, and ties them behind my back.
Then his hands grip my face, and he pulls me to him and his lips crash into mine. He kisses me desperately and feverishly.
I shift on the seat, yanking on my tied hands. Pulling away, he gathers my hair in his hands once more and shoves my face down between his legs. “Open wide, angel.”
Parting my lips, I shuffle on my knees. I’m in the most uncomfortable position that I could possibly be in. My stomach muscles clench and my thighs are sore as I try to hold myself up, but none of it matters.
“Goddammit, Eve,” he growls, and I moan around his cock. “That’s it…good girl.”
I suck as hard as I can while drool runs from my open mouth. His heavy breathing fills the car and his hips buck while he fucks my face.
I’d smile at the way he shifts and praises me if I could. I feel a sense of pride being his whore. Letting him use me.
This is what being a Lady is all about. Serving your Lord.
“Fuck…Eve, I’m going to come—”
I open wide while he shoves his cock to the back of my throat, cutting off my air. My body jerks involuntarily and tears fall from my eyes as his warm cum fills my mouth.
With the position I’m in, it’s hard to swallow, and it causes me to gag. He yanks my head from his cock and cum leaks from my mouth.
He’s breathing heavily, and I’m gasping to catch mine. Pushing me into my seat, he fastens my seat belt.
“Kash.” I lift my hips, pushing against it. My hands are still tied with his belt behind my back.
“Oh, no,” he chuckles. “You’re staying in your seat until we get home.”
I throw my head into the headrest and lick my wet lips, knowing that when we get to his house, he’s going to fuck me.