Chapter 29
SKELKER/SONNY
I watch her sleep, unable to take my eyes off her.
My resolve is fading with each second that ticks by.
I’ve tried to break free from my restraints several times but failed.
They’ve got me locked up tight. Good for them.
It just proves how much of a threat they think I am. But I’m desperate for her to wake.
The heady scent of jasmine permeates the entire room, consuming every particle of air I breathe.
It’s sickening. I want to die in it. The devil didn’t tell me that she’d smell as pretty as springtime.
Or that her pussy would fit like a glove around my cock.
I pull up my wrists for the hundredth time, grunting in frustration as the heavy straps make no indication of budging.
But I bet he wasn’t planning on me falling at her feet like a fragile little doe.
Maybe if he had prepared me for her intoxication, I could have put up the necessary walls to deflect her charms. No.
He didn’t say one fucking word about how delicious she would taste or how my cock would swell and throb every time I thought about her begging them not to hurt me.
The infirmary door creaks open, and Bones peeks his head in. He breathes a sigh of relief when he sees I haven’t managed to break free. Asshole. I don’t like that he’s bested me.
“You’re doing good, brother. The others are starting to feel less uneasy with you being here.” He pulls up a chair and sits backward in it between my and Mia’s cots.
“Shall we award them medals, then?” I huff.
He shrugs, his brow furrowed. “It’s been a long night. It’s nice to have some peace and quiet.”
He looks tired. And sad. I don’t like that. “Is that all? You don’t look… well.”
He offers me a faint smile. “I’m exhausted, bro. And I have a lot on my mind.”
“When does Felix get here so he can relieve you of babysitting duties?”
Bones looks me square in the eye. “I’m never letting you out of my sight again.”
I snort. “Oh, yes, you are. I’m not putting on a show for you and your friends when I’m fucking her. We can share, but when she’s mine, she’s all mine.”
He glares back at me, his smile fading. “Careful, hermano. I can still beat the piss out of you if you disrespect me. Mia calls the shots, so you better have a talk with her first before you go running your mouth about how and when you’re going to fuck her.”
I don’t know why I enjoy getting under his skin so much, but I love it. I chuckle as the veins in his neck bulge. “I remember now what a bad liar you always were. Something tells me that you and those other pendejos weren’t exactly gentlemen when you first met our little Harker whore.”
“Maybe not. But that was before we loved her. You barely know her, so just fucking chill. I have a long fuse when it comes to you. The others? Not so much.”
I shut up at that, but I can’t help but keep that smug grin on my face.
Knowing that they all swore an oath to not lay a hand on me, his precious baby brother, I’m going to really enjoy seeing how much I can provoke each one of them.
Something tells me that Draven will be the easiest to get a rise out of.
Bones checks her vitals for the thousandth time before freeing her from her restraints. “You see, right now, I trust her more than you. Whether or not we untie you will depend on her. It’s Mia’s decision.”
I can’t help but erupt into laughter. “Well, I’ll be seeing you at breakfast, then. My little whore will free me the second she wakes.”
He grits his teeth in an attempt to stifle a long list of obscenities at me. I don’t need to hear them; I can see them in his eyes. “We’ll see.”
I close my eyes the second he leaves and tap into her mind. Sssss save me, Mia. Set me free so I can finish what we started.
She rustles against the sheets. I hear the tick of her pulse, her breath quickening.
Yes. Wake up for me, dark one. Untie me so I can give you more scars to match mine.
I’m so fucking hard remembering how her flesh felt between my teeth. How fucking sweet and earthy her blood tasted on my tongue. I let out a little moan.
Next time, I’m going to fuck your throat raw while I mark you up.
“Mmm.” She moans, arching her back.
Interesting. Can I make you cum without even touching you? I’m betting that I can. I focus harder, infiltrating her mind with the force of a hurricane. With the poison finally leaving her system, I can violate her mind again.
Touch yourself for me. Show me where you wish my hands were.
She tugs at her nightgown, a thin white cotton piece of fabric that barely covers her. The top of it lies dangerously close to revealing her nipples, and as she kicks off the bed sheet, I can see that the edge has ridden up around her hips.
Fuck. I lift my head to get a better look at her white cotton panties. I wonder which one of those fucking masochists dressed her in this… Good for them. Now I get to benefit.
She spreads her legs as she gently twists inside the crumpled sheets. “Stay with me,” she murmurs.
Fucking hell. I’m going to ruin her when I get free. I’m right here, Mia. But I want to see that pretty pussy of yours. I want to see you play with it for me.
She tosses her head from side to side. The action makes the top of her nightgown slip down, exposing her hard nipples. I will bite them off. Fuck. I’m fighting with the toxins in her system. The last little bit of poison clings to her like honey.
Don’t you want to be a good little whore for me?
“Mmm, yes. I want to,” she murmurs, still caught somewhere between worlds. She trails her hands down her thighs and pulls her panties to the side.
I want to fist my cock so fucking bad. It’s killing me. That’s my good girl. Sink two fingers inside that pretty pussy.
She glides her fingers up and down her slit, first tracing circles around her clit and then dipping inside her slick hole.
The shards of bone between my ridges shift and rub against my skin.
I lick my lips, my glands salivating for her release.
But I want it in my mouth. I want her cum on my tongue and all over my face.
Free me, Mia. Get up and untie me so I can finish claiming you.
Her moans grow more feral when she adds a third finger and grinds against her own palm.
Harder, Mia.
I’m filled with rage and lust and animosity as my mind teeters between wanting to watch her cum all over herself and aching for her to wake up and set me free so I can fuck every single one of her holes until they bleed.
“Sonny. Ohhh, fuck. Right there. Don’t fucking stop,” she begs.
She thinks I’m touching her. I can’t take this. I need to be touching her. “Mia, wake up. Wake the fuck up right now,” I say aloud this time.
Her eyelids flutter as her skin flushes bright pink. Fuck. The sound of her juices slopping and squirting against her folds is literally making my jaw hurt.
“Mia, wake up!” I scream.
Her body twists and arches up. Her eyes fly open.
She jerks her head to look at me and stills her fingers.
Her chest heaves with heavy breaths. I drink in the sight of her and almost cum myself.
Her hard red nipples swelling against the edge of the nightgown, her fingers buried deep inside her cunt…
And those eyes. Those fucking dangerous eyes that don’t match.
One sparkling blue angelic eye, and the other muddied like death and decay.
“I-I thought you were inside me,” she drawls, her words slurring from the toxins.
I thrash against my restraints as if I’ll be able to break free this time. “I am inside you. Always. Now, come release me me so I can fuck you with my mind and my body.”
“How do I know you won’t kill me?”
“I promise you I won’t. I wouldn’t hurt a hair on the head of my little Harker whore.” I snicker.
“Don’t be a dick,” she snaps. “You did too much too soon. You almost broke me.”
I sigh, annoyed. “Okay, how about you finish then, Mia? If you make yourself cum, will you be more agreeable?”
She takes out her fingers and sits up but doesn’t bother to cover her breasts, which is both irritating me and turning me on. “Maybe. Or I’ll realize that I don’t need you if I can do it myself.”
Oh, you’re going to pay for that one. I growl in her head.
Her breath hitches. “Well, then I’m going to make you pay first.”
“Do your worst, love. I dare you.” This woman is going to be the fucking death of me. I just know it.
She leaves her bed to come stand next to mine. I can hear her heart hammering, her pulse sporadic. She’s the most excited she’s ever been in her pathetic life. “Open your mouth.”
“Come on then. Let me taste you.” As I part my lips and stick out my tongue, she puts those three cum-soaked fingers into my mouth. “Mmm.” I suck the juices off them and then bite down. For fuck’s sake she has no idea how good she fucking tastes.
She gasps. “Let go.”
I glare up at her, immovable, as I bite down harder, breaking skin.
She wraps her free hand around my throat. “Let go or else I’ll never give you what you want.”
You are no fun, Mia. Fine. I concede and unclench my jaw.
She hisses when the air hits her chewed-up fingers. I smile at the sight of my teeth marks in between her knuckles and the little red dots of blood. She pinches my nipple hard and twists it in retaliation.
“Mmm. Yeah,” I moan. The punishment makes my fucking balls convulse. I thrash against the cot, needy for more.
She grunts in frustration. “Ugh, I can’t even hurt you because you like the pain too much.”
I love the way her face turns red with anger. “But I’m having so much fun watching you try.”
She spins around, then stops when she catches her reflection in the full-length mirror on the other side of the room. She walks toward it, taking small, fragile steps as if the floor is full of land mines.
“Yes, go see how pretty you look with a piece of me stitched to your face. Look at all the marks I gave you, dark one.” I’m going to literally explode if I don’t touch her soon. I don’t push because she’s not feeling generous, and I don’t want to jeopardize her untying me.
But I will reprimand her for this later. When we’re all alone, and no one’s around to hear her scream, I will give her a spanking so hard she won’t be able to sit for a week.
She finally stands directly in front of the mirror and peers back at herself. “It’s not as ugly as I thought it would be.” She lightly dusts her fingertips over the jagged piece of bone on her cheek.
I want her so fucking bad it hurts. “You’re beautiful, Mia. Take off your nightgown so you can see what else I did to you.”
With trembling fingers, she peels the thin cotton nightgown down and shimmies it off, letting it fall to the floor. She circles her thumb around the mark on her belly. She gasps as her gaze travels farther down, and she spots the matching bites on each of her thighs.
Mmm. I need her. Now. Fuck. “Come show me. I want to see them up close again.”
Mia struts to me like a gazelle in heat, her eyes glazing with lust and hedonism. My cock hardens when she climbs on top of me without warning. “Untie me.”
She shakes her head. “I think it’s only fair that I get to take something now.”
Clever little minx. I chuckle, delighted that she wants to play another game. “And what is it that you want? A pound of flesh? Another piece of my skull? Tell me what my little whore desires.”
She leans forward until her breasts brush against my chest. “I want your ache. Your sadness. Your rage.” She licks up the side of my neck. “I want all of your abstinence. And then, your slow, agonizing release.”
This fucking jezebel. Now I’m fucking pissed. She’s going to fucking edge me. “I will warn you, dark one. When I do finally get up out of this bed, I will hold you accountable for every single thing you do to me. And you might not like my payback.”
She bats her eyelashes at me and smiles demurely. “Maybe I’ll keep you tied up forever then. Like my little fucking pet.”
“Mia,” I warn even as my cock swells in my pants. Whatever the fuck this is, I’m not entirely mad at it. She’s more unhinged than the sirens who guard the river Styx.
She licks around each of my nipples, taking her time. I shiver. It makes me want to punch a wall. And yet it feels like paradise. “Shhh, don’t beg. I’d rather you scream,” she repeats my own words to me.
I will rip you apart. You know that I won’t hesitate.
She ignores my mental intrusion and continues dragging her tongue down my belly until she reaches the waistband of my trousers. “I want to know what it feels like.” She yanks my pants halfway down and frees my throbbing cock. “What it tastes like.” She licks her lips.
This one has no clue what she’s doing to me.
I fight the urge to mutilate my own tongue with my teeth.
Because the idea of her soft lips wrapped around my cock does things to my heart rate that might actually kill me.
Unholy things that should be forbidden. But now I understand what she wants.
My little whore craves control. I’ll let her think she has it for a bit longer.
“Go ahead, then. Let’s see if you can make me scream.”