Chapter 30
I hate noise, the mere thought of noise irritates me, people especially annoy the fuck out of me or I’d become so intolerant of peoples bullshit that in general the need to make them bleed became natural to me.
Lately my impulses were getting stronger, I’d learnt to control them or at least I thought I had, I’d been highly strung out since the last kill but instead of tearing someone to pieces like I always crave I came here, to watch my little bunny.
Tenley calms me, she has this aura about her that pulls the demons from within me keeping the murderous fucker at bay, she had no clue that without her they’d be no-one fucking left because I’m sure my need to end them all would take over.
I’m not psychotic, well maybe I am a little. But we’ll blame my father for that if he hadn’t used me as his damn punching bag for half my life and then killed my mother right in front of me I’d possibly be somewhat sane.
I hate to give that fucker any credit, but there’s no denying what dear old dad did.
I’d never had the need for blood until I felt his on my skin, killing him brought out the demons, it made me feel alive. Right now though I’m feeling an all too different type of aliveness.
I’d been watching her for an hour. The tiny shorts and tank she’s wearing leave little to the imagination, I’m not complaining.
Her body is perfect in every way, every curve as tasteful as the next.
She has no clue how beautiful she truly is.
I think that’s what draws me to her, she’s not your average Monarch heiress dying for our attention, thriving on the fact we chose her, Tenley has more class than that, her ability to pussy whip us all without even trying proves just how perfect for us she truly was.
Although her clothes are doing all sorts of things to my cock, I’d prefer that she take them off.
I watch her from my dark corner. I'm hiding behind enjoying the view more than I should, stroking my hard-on through my jeans. I almost give into temptation and pull it out but stop as I focus on her, my tongue darts out wetting my lips, the movement doing little to the dirty thoughts currently running through my mind. I watch as she moves around her room. Oblivious to the fact she has a guest enjoying the view. I’d never been one to follow rules and I sure as hell won’t begin now.
After the party yesterday it was clear how Silas truly felt about her.
Silas forbid us to get close, the greedy bastard wants her all to himself. He’s a jealous asshole, who’s resentful of any attention we give her.
Nothing new he’s always been that way, Tenley adds a whole new set of feelings Silas doesn’t want to admit he has.
In fact none of us were ready to truly admit how we felt about her.
But Silas could state his command. I don't obey him, let alone listen to a word he says. I sure as hell weren’t about to.
Tenley stops in front of the window, looking out like she’s expecting someone, she’s nervous it shows, guess I’m not the only one watching my Little Bunny.
Who are you watching for?
Jagger? Of course it’s him, he's like me, likes to watch. It should concern me that Jagger was this obsessed already, but then again who I am to talk. I’m here right now watching her like I can’t help it. It’s not just a need, it’s a necessity.
She lifts her hand running her fingers nervously across her lips, her eyes darting around searching.
Oh Little Bunny, we can have some fun.
I push my boot off the wall, needing to get closer.
I’m forever walking on a knife’s edge trying to control my impulses, keeping my demons at bay.
It’s been that way since that day. I'd never forgiven my father for what he did to our family, what he did to her. He’d paid in blood for what he’d done and I never once felt guilt.
He took my mother’s life so I took his. Karma and all shit.
Me being the fucking karma.
The house that once held memories and life, now stood cold and empty. I refuse to go back there, to the place that took everything from me.
I didn’t need the house, it never felt like a home anyway.
The house was mine, along with everything my parents once had. I’d never need for anything, guess karma really was a bitch.
I had no need to step foot inside my home, I hadn't been back since that day.
The need to mame something was gnawing at me, tickling through my skin, like a thousand tiny bugs crawling under my flesh.
But watching her eases that. I’ve never found anything to lessen the need, until her.
I’m completely infatuated with her, the need to protect her is strong. She calms me, yet, I can’t let her see the real me, not yet.
The rumors are true. I was a monster.
Slowly making my way across the balcony, I look around to make sure the coast is clear, adjusting my mask slowly as I peak around the wall.
My lips tug into a grin as I’m met with the most stunning view.
Tenley has her back to me, the curve of her ass so tantalizing I want to take a bite.
Lifting my leg I hoist myself over the ledge careful not to gain her attention.
I almost want her to turn around, to see me.
Growling, I dare her to turn around. “Come on Little Bunny, turn that pretty ass around.” I say.
Placing my hand against the glass my gaze wanders, Tenley begins to undress removing her shorts first giving me a view of that perfect ass, a pink g-string hugs her cheeks and my cock twitches at the sight.
Fuck me.
Pink never looked so good.
My jaw clenches as she tugs her shirt over her head tossing it aside, then unclips her bra, her tits falling free and again I groan out loud.
Perfect nipples sit upright, tight little buds that are begging for my teeth. Her tits are the perfect handful.
Lifting my phone from my pocket I snap a photo, something to look at later, I say to myself as I tuck it away in my pocket once again.
My nostrils flare, as she slides her panties down over her legs, suddenly I’m jealous of the soft silk that gets to touch her skin. I want to run my hands down her legs, feel her pussy pulse under my fingers, watch as she comes undone.
I wait, watching as she shuffles through her draws pulling out sleep shorts and a tank throwing them on her bed, completely fucking naked. I’m impatient waiting to see what her next move is.
“Come on, Little Bunny.” I hiss under my breath. Finally she moves toward the bathroom leaving the door slightly ajar. I test the balcony door and surprise fills me to find it unlocked. Hasn’t my little bunny learnt anything since that night?
I enter her room, eyeing the g-string on the floor beside her bed, bending. I collect them in my hand wrapping a fist around them before I lift my mask and bring them to my nose, inhaling deeply, her scent fucking intoxicating.
My cock pulses with its own heartbeat, her smell engulfs me.
Pocketing them, I adjust my mask again before I make my way to the bathroom.
The sound of the shower running makes the corner of my mouth lift knowing Tenley is completely naked and wet.
Placing my hand against the door I open it gently, music plays in the background drowning out the soft creak of the door, Tenley’s back is to the door, her hand scrubbing over her body, foam covering her skin.
Bubbles run down off her nipple, the water washes down the rest and I watch as she adds more, soaping up her body.
My gaze flicks down, her ass is tempting me, calling me to sink my teeth into her flesh.
Adjusting my cock, I run my tongue across my bottom lip as I watch her scrub her body.
She hasn’t seen me and I use that to my advantage.
Moving into the room, I know it’s a risk she could turn around at any moment, catching me. I move quietly towards the mirror, deciding to leave her a note, something to let her know she wasn’t alone.
Rubbing my finger through the moisture on the mirror I write her a note, smiling when I'm done.
Not overstaying my welcome, I take one last glance at my little bunny then moving quickly and quietly out the door, The shower turns off just as I make it to the balcony door.
Deciding to mess with her a little more I leave the door open and climb back over the railing just as I hear her footsteps.
I reach the ground just as I hear a startle gasp escape her.
Placing my hand in my pocket I remove her panties and bring them to my nose inhaling her scent as I walk away.
Grinning, knowing my Little Bunny has no clue just what I’m capable of and tonight is only the beginning.
Silas might think he owns her but there's one thing even Silas doesn’t know about me. When I want something I fucking take it.
Closing my door, I turn to find a shadow sitting in the corner of my room.
Silas lifts his head, tipping his glass toward me, “Late night stroll?” he says, sarcasm dripping from his tone.
Removing my jacket I throw it over the chair that sits in my room, well the room that I use at the Creed house.
“Something like that.” I smirk.
Silas’ gaze drops to my pocket where Tenley’s g-string slightly hangs out.
“What’s that?” he nods.
“Nothing.”
“Yeah, looks like nothing.” He repeats.
“Souvenir.” I tell him, holding it up.
Silas moves toward me, his slow steps a show of dominance, not that he has that with me. He knows who’s truly in charge.
I stop him with a hand to his shoulder, cocking my head to the side.
I watch as he shoves off me, going back to the chair and picking up his drink.
He tips his head back swallowing down the remainder of his drink, I watch as his throat bobs with the action before his tongue darts out catching the drops.
He’s clearly been drinking for a while. I would put money on it, he’s already drunk.
“Trouble sleeping?” I ask as it’s late and we both know neither of us should be up.
“Nightmares.” He says his voice lowers, the pain evident.