26. Chapter 26
Chapter 26
Caspian
It’s been a few days since Presley killed Amber, and Harley will not let it go. I’ve been keeping a secret from my brothers, and if I don’t get this shit in check, it’s going to tear us apart. Or, in short; killed.
“Good evening, Mr. Cyprus. I didn’t expect you to come so quickly. I like that.” He says, sliding an envelope across the table. Sitting here in this fancy office, surrounded by the most lethal and connected men in the country, I show no fear or that I’m the weakest link in the room. I hold my head up high and hands steady as I open the envelope, looking at its contents.
“Like I said in the email, you fulfill this order and your secrets will be burned. No one will ever know what you did. If you disobey, we won’t just come for your brothers, we will come for what they love most, and from where we sit, that’s little Ms. Hart. As a matter of fact, she would make a great addition to our club, or maybe we need a new puppet to train. Hmmm.” He says and I nod, keeping a straight face, never letting the enemy know how much their words piss me the fuck off.
“I won’t disappoint you. It will be done on time, and in full.” I reply and they nod.
“You are dismissed, son. See you soon.” He says as I get up from the seat and shake his hand, leaving the office.
Walking to the elevators, I look at the secretary and wink as the door swings open. I step in and press the button for the main floor, letting the doors close. Releasing out the breath I was holding, I lean my head against the backboard, wondering how the fuck I’m going to do what they are asking me to do and not put Presley in more danger. I should’ve never got in bed with The Aces.
What the fuck was I thinking? The most powerful Mobster and Cartel Leader, who are the fathers of Dario and Spade, sent me out on a job to keep my secrets in check. The one secret that can rip my family apart. This has been going on for years, and I want out. This is supposed to be my last job but I don’t trust them and there’s no one I can fucking tell. Fuck.
Harley was right. I am the most calculated out of my brothers, but also the most impulsive and sometimes even reckless, and this is a pivotal moment for me. Finally realizing that I am the problem and that I just fucked us in the ass with no lube. Fuck.
Getting into my truck, I slam the door and throw the envelope onto the passenger seat. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I scream, slamming my fists against the steering wheel. My phone pings in my pocket and I take it out to see a text from Harley.
Harley: I need you to close up the shop.
Me: Roger that.
Harley: See you at home.
Leaving him on read, I start my truck and head back to Daggerspoint to the shop. Good thing I get to close up tonight, then I can make sure all the deliveries get out so we don’t fall behind. Plus, I need someone to fucking yell at. It doesn’t take too long to get to the shop as the sun begins to set. I pull in through the gates and notice the office light still on. I thought Harley wanted me to close up?
Putting my truck in park, I shut her off and climb out, slamming the door. Stomping to the office, I swing the door open as Presley jumps out of her skin. I smirk as she takes the pen from her mouth and throws it at me. I duck, letting it hit the floor.
“Jesus, Ghost. You scared the shit out of me.” She shrieks and I laugh.
“Maybe I love seeing the fear in your eyes.” I smirk and she rolls her eyes, placing her hands on the desk in front of her, showcasing her cleavage peeking out of her tank top.
“Why are you here?” She asks with a raised brow. I flick my lip ring and lick my lips as I place my hands right in front of hers.
“Well, you see Gumdrop, I was told to watch over you tonight. Have to make sure you don’t kill someone again. Little Killer .” I whisper and her breathing hitches.
“Shouldn’t hand me a knife and call my bluff. Not my fault you underestimated me when it comes to people I care about.” She taunts, bringing her face closer to mine.
Why does she intrigue me so damn much? Snapping out of it, I say nothing as I take a step back and spin, giving her the two-finger salute, exiting the office. Heading down to the basement, I see everyone is in place doing their job and packaging up the product. Tiffany takes off her gloves and walks over to me.
“You okay, baby?” She asks, and I lick my lips.
“Why? You going to make me better?” I taunt, and she smirks.
“If that’s what you need. I’d be happy to.” She whispers and I take her hand, leading her up the stairs and into the shop. Grabbing a low stool, I sit on it and watch Gumdrop from the big window in the office. Looking up at Tiffany, I smirk.
“Knees, Little Pet.” I command as she slides down onto the dirty concrete, undoing my belt buckle and button on my jeans, taking my cock out. She swirls her tongue around my piercing, sucking the tip into her mouth. I groan, wrapping her hair around my fist, guiding her down my length. She bobs her head up and down, gagging at the sheer size of me. She can’t take me fully and that gets me aggravated.
Applying pressure, I force her all the way down as she sputters around me. Letting her up for air, she uses her hand to stroke me while sucking the tip. Looking up, I see Gumdrop staring at me with a sinister look on her face. I gesture for her to come to me, but she shakes her head and I raise a brow at her defiance. She points at the girl between my legs and then at the door. Interesting. I pull Tiffany off my cock and she heaves, trying to catch her breath.
“You’re dismissed, Little Pet. Time to go.” I say as she gets up and walks back to the basement door. Tucking myself back in my pants, I look up at the window again and see her walking to the door. She swings it open and stomps over to me.
“You think you can do a better job, Gumdrop? Because she wasn’t doing it for me. I bet a killer like you can suck a mean cock, though.” I grin. In the blink of an eyeshe rears back, slapping me in the face. Is she fucking for real?
Standing quickly, she takes a step back, realizing she just fucked up as I invade her space. She keeps backing up until she slams against the wall, shaking the window of the office.
“Slap me again like that and I’ll choke the life out of you.” I spit, getting in her face, but she doesn’t back down.
“Don’t fucking speak to me like I’m some slut that will get on the dirty fucking floor to service your bitch ass.” She growls. Damn Gumdrop. Tilting my head, I flick my lip ring, licking my lips.
“Don’t look at me like that either, Ghost. I’m not something to eat.” She spits, pushing me away, and I let her. That is, until she tries to scoot her ass into the office and I grab her wrist, pulling her to me as I wrap my hands around her waist.
“Let go of me, Caspian.” She says, thrashing in my hold, but I just tighten my grip.
“You’re fucking feisty for someone who’s scared of me.” I accuse, causing her to fall still.
“Who said I was scared of you?” She says, and I take a deep inhale.
“I can smell your fear, Gumdrop. It does things to me. You have me so fucking intrigued.” I admit as her eyes widen in deceit.
“See, you are scared. Your heart is stammering in your chest, but you want to know a secret?” I taunt, flicking my lip ring again as I graze the metal against her lips.
“What?” she breathes as I run my finger down her hip to her thigh.
“You like being scared. You want to venture through the unknown. It gets you off.” I whisper as my finger grazes over her pubic bone right above her clit.
“Not true.” She says, but I know it’s a lie.
“Not only are you a killer, but now you’re a little liar.” I breathe, licking my lips as my tongue grazes hers, too. She visibly swallows and the look of her throat bobbing when she does, makes me want nothing more than to wrap a collar around her pretty little neck. Fuck it. Ripping my belt off, I smirk as her eyes widen in disbelief.
“Let’s test out this theory,” I say as I wrap my belt around her throat, pressing her body against the wall.
“Caspian, what the fuck?” She shouts, making me laugh.
“Little Liars, get collared. If you would’ve just come clean, we could’ve avoided this.” I smirk, buckling the leather tightly, but not tight enough to take her breath away.
“Fine, yes, I’m scared. Now remove it.” She spits, but I shake my head, pulling the end of the belt hard enough to make her move and follow me.
“Come on, Gumdrop. Take a walk on the wild side. I bet you will love it.” I sing as she tries to remove the belt from her throat. I pull harder and growl.
“Touch it again and I’ll tie your hands too.” I spit, but she clearly has underestimated what I am truly capable of. Pulling her harder towards the car that Harley’s been working on, I see jumper cables hanging from the side mirror.
Grabbing them as I tug her along, the force of it makes her almost fall face first into the engine. I wrap my hand around the leather, making the leash of the belt smaller and taut as I take one of her arms and pull it behind her back.
Letting go of the belt, I grab the other hand and wrap the cables around her wrists tightly. Taking the red and black handles, I open them and attach the clamps to her ass cheeks. She screams, which only eggs me on as I spin her around. Tears stream down her face as her chest heaves.
“Untie me Ghost. I’m officially fucking scared, okay? You had your fun. Now let me go!” She yells, thrashing around, trying to get untied. Gripping the end of the leather leash, I bring her close to me.
“Still with the lying, huh? Answer me this, are your panties wet Gumdrop? Is your clit begging to be played with? Your nipples tell me the truth. How about that mouth starts as well?” I taunt, and she shakes her head.
“No! Now let me go.” She yells, but I shake my head, disappointed at her lie.
“If I stick my hand into your panties, what will I find?” I say and she growls.
“Don’t, please don’t,” she begs and I shake my head again, flicking my lip ring.
“Tsk, tsk, Gumdrop.” I grin, stepping closer to her as I run my finger down her heaving chest, over her stomach and into her pants. I groan, finding how soaked she is.
“Casp, please. Don’t.” She begs, and I tilt my head, loving how wrecked her face is from the tears pouring down her cheeks, her mascara and eyeliner creating beautiful black streaks for me. The way her chest heaves as I slowly graze her clit.
“Why can’t I touch you?” I ask, but she shakes her head.
“Because I’m scared.” She confesses as I grin.
“But I love your fear.” I say, taking my knife from its sheath and slicing down her shirt, exposing her red bra. Sliding my knife under the fabric in the middle and pulling towards me, the bra splits in half and her luscious tits spill out.
“Please, no more. You’ve humiliated me enough.” She spits and I shake my head.
“Not nearly, but now I need to feel you wrapped around my cock while you scream.” I say sinisterly, and she screams, thrashing against the binds.
“You’re so fucking tight and I just want to break you.” I spit, slicing down her legs one by one, bending down and ripping the fabric from her body. She lifts a leg to kick me, but I dodge her onslaught.
“I will fucking bind your legs, too.” I spit and she stops as I run my nose up her slit, licking her clit. Looking up at her, tears continue to stream down her face as I suck her clit into my mouth. Her hips buck, but I hold them still, placing both of my hands on her hips, pressing her against the car.
“You taste like fear, Gumdrop, and I’m going to lick every last drop of it.” I growl, shoving my face between her legs, lapping up every ounce of her fear until she’s a panting mess. Standing, I reach into my boxers and pull out my throbbing cock, stroking my length.
“Please, Casp. Th-that’s not going to f-fit.” She stammers, as I lift her leg and wrap it around my waist, pressing the tip against her entrance.
“Scream for me.” I growl as I slam into her, forcing my cock inside her. She thrashes against me as she screams.
“Fuck, Gumdrop.” I groan, pushing deeper into her tight pussy.
“Please, stop. It hurts.” She cries as I lick her tears from her face.
“Take it, Killer.” I growl, forcing more of my length deeper into her. She’s so fucking tight. Pulling out, she takes a deep breath only to lose it when I slam back into her, holding her hips down as I continue to pull out, only to pound deeper, stretching her out. She cries with every thrust as I’m finally balls deep, trying to hold back my own orgasm.
“P-please,” she whimpers as I pick up my pace.
“You feel so fucking good, Presley. This tight cunt is madness.” I growl, pulling out to see blood coating my length. Lifting her chin to look at me, I press my lips against hers, forcing her to open her mouth and swirling my tongue along hers as I snap my hips. “Such a good girl, Gumdrop. Such a good fucking girl.” I praise, bending down and taking a nipple into my mouth, biting down as I reach between us and flick her clit.
“Casp.” She whines as I rub short, fast circles on her clit. She tightens around me, causing my body to shiver.
“Cum for me, Gumdrop. Let me feel your fear.” I command before she shivers in my arms.
“You can deny how good this feels all you want, but your pussy tells me a different story. It's soaked for me. It sucks me back in with every thrust. Stop fighting it and cum for me.” I spit, biting my lip ring as I lift her other leg, wrapping it around my waist as I take the clamps off her cheeks and slap them. The sound echoing off the wall in the garage. I spin around, walking towards the wall, and slam her ass up against it as I thrust inside her. She tightens around me and I look up at her as our eyes collide. She’s a fucking mess, but this is when she’s most beautiful. I growl, biting her tits, leaving teeth marks all over her chest as I continue to brutally pound into her. Lifting her hips, I slam her down onto me hard and she cries out.
“Cum for me.” I growl, sucking her nipple. She tightens again, sucking my cock into her cunt.
“Fuck, Presley.” I groan, reaching between us and pinching her clit over and over again until she fucking screams my name, soaking my cock. I thrust into her a few more times, feeling that familiar tingle rushing up my spine as I spill my load deep inside her, milking her walls, growling her fucking name.
Resting my head under her tits, her body shakes as I try to catch my breath. Looking up at her, I wipe her tears from her eyes, unbuckle the leather from around her throat and reach behind her to remove the cables from her wrist. She wraps her arms around my neck, leaning her head against the window of the office.
“I won’t apologize for what we just did. What I just did to you. This is who I am,” I confess, sliding us onto the floor, never pulling out of her as she straddles my lap. She bends down, running her hands through my white hair as she presses her lips against mine and bites my piercing. I deepen the kiss, cupping her face, pulling her closer to me. It’s not until she pulls away that she looks into my eyes.
“When can we do that again?” She grins as I lift us up from the ground and walk to the office door, kicking it open and slamming it shut behind me. Walking around the counter, I swipe all the papers off the desk and lay her on her back.
“Scream for me again, Gumdrop. Let me make you mine.” I smile, pulling out and slamming back into her. She groans, running her nails down my chest.
“I already am.” She smirks and my body shivers at her words.
“Fuck, hand me the phone, baby.” I order as she grabs the landline, stretching the cord out as she places it in my hand. Taking it, I wrap it around her neck and pull hard.
“Let me see how purple you can get while you gush all over my cock.” I growl, fucking her hard and fast until she’s the perfect shade. My favorite color, purple.
She was fucking made for me. If she can reap what I sow, and take everything I give her, I will never let her go. I will protect her until the day I die.