Chapter 30 #2
He’d been having them since his mother’s death. I knew the pain he carries, the burden he shoulders. Something he and Jagger have in common. I used to have nightmares. I'd see my mother lying lifeless, her body cold, now all I see is my father in a pool of his own blood.
But that's probably totally normal if you murder someone in cold blood, right?
A muscle pops in his jaw as he glares at me, the vein in his neck throbs, he’s pissy, most likely because he wants Tenley all to himself .
“Seems Jagger isn’t the only one intrigued by my new stepsister.” he grunts pouring himself another drink. Changing the topic of his mother. A subject he never likes to speak about.
I don’t answer, letting him pour his thoughts instead, I’m used to this version of Silas, cold, harsh and unpredictable. I’m no different so I can’t call him on it.
I snort. “I think we both know she's caught your eye just like she has ours.”
Silas sniggers, clenching his jaw before he forgoes his glass and just lifts the bottle to his lips instead. Taking a generous helping, swallowing it down. I take the three steps toward him yanking the bottle from his grasp.
His angry frown burns through me before I lift the bottle to my own lips taking a swig, the whiskey burns my throat as I swallow it down.
“She’s mine.” He growls.
“Ours.” His head jerks like I’ve slapped him, lips popping open.
His eyes narrow instantly as he snatches the bottle from my hand taking another huge gulp.
“Fuck,” he mumbles before tipping the bottle up once again.
“She has a dark little secret.”
“Oh, yeah. What's that?” I grin watching as Silas’ own mouth turns up.
“She likes it rough.”
“How did you acquire that information?” I know for a fact Tenley wouldn’t have willingly giving Silas that to use as ammunition against her.
He shrugs, “Just an observation.”
“Maybe we need to test that theory?” I grin liking the idea the more I think about it.
“Jagger won’t approve.”
I grunt, knowing Jagger has grown a strong attachment to Tenley in such a short time.
“His hero complex is pissing me off?” Silas grinds out.
“Like your selfishness to have here all to yourself?” I reply, calling him out on his bullshit.
Irritation burns behind his eyes as Silas glares at me.
“It won’t come easy, she’ll fight at every turn.” I remind him.
“Tenley owes us and I do well to collect my debts.” Silas smirks.
Oh, the game has just begun.
“Right now, you owe me,” I say, tugging his cock free of his pants before I do the same to my own. Silas groans looking at my cock, he’s drunk but he’s still needy.
I grab the lube I keep beside the bed squirting some into my palm before I wrap my fingers around his cock.
“Fuck.” Silas grunts, dropping his head back.
Stroking faster I watch as his face contorts trying his best to hold back the noises I know he so desperately wants to release.
Precum leaks from the head of his cock, dripping down my hand, my own cock twitching.
“Fuck, that feels so good.” Silas pants as I tighten my hold of his cock and stroke faster.
My own pants become vocal as I stop, gripping my own cock stroking it three times before I grasp our cocks together, stroking us as one, and with punishing strokes bring us both to climax, both grunting and panting loudly as our cum coats my hand.
Silas drops his head back, catching his breath before I grip his chin forcing his eyes on mine. My lips drop his his, eager to taste him in every way possible.
I’m not done.
“On your knees, pretty boy,” I say, pulling my lip between my teeth as Silas follows my command, sinking to his knees in front of me. Freeing my cock from my own hand, I stare down at him, this broken version of him, the version only I get to see.
“Have you come before that today?” I ask.
Silas stays silent staring down at the floor.
“Have you?”
He shakes his head and my grin expands. “Neither have I so because I’m feeling generous you’re going to take my cock like a good boy and swallow down every drop I give you and if you do a good job I’ll make you cum, all while your mouth is full of these.
” I say smiling as I lift Tenley’s panties out of my pocket holding them up.
Silas eyes them before letting out a deep groan.
I’m already close to exploding thinking of Silas’ mouth full of Tenley’s panties. He’s practically drooling, eyeing them in my hand.
lifting his chin with my fingers, I glide my lips down, moving up and down the side of his neck. Then my lips descend on his, in a punishing kiss.
Moving back I lift my cock sliding it between his waiting lips.
I groan loudly as Silas takes my cock to the back of his throat.
“That’s it, you're such a good little cock sucker.” I grunt. “I’m going to fill this mouth with my cum. You’d like that wouldn't you, my little cock sucker?”
Silas grunts as I twist my fingers through his hair, tugging hard forcing my cock further down his throat.
“Fuuuuck.” I groan watching as my cock twitches ready to explode.
I thrust my hips forward forcing Silas to choke on my cock.
“Thats it, fuck.” I moan, Silas hums around a mouthful of cock.
Without warning I shove further down his throat and fill his throat with my cum.
Shoving him back I pull on his cock fisting him hard, I shove Tenley’s panties into his mouth just like I said I would, I don’t relent, I pump him faster until his body jolts and his cum explodes coating his stomach.
Letting out a deep gruntal groan, Silas' body twitches as he spurts every last drop.
“That's it baby.”
Silas hisses around his mouthful of panties. His cock twitches and slowly he slides down.
“She’s the one Silas, she’s the one that will help us take them down, every. Single. One. Of . them.” I emphasize each word .
He swallows, lifting his gaze to mine, “I know but what fun will it be if we don’t teach her first.”
“I like how you think, like a rabbit she’ll be our prey, we’ll hunt her until we devour every inch. I’ll even carve her name into my skin to prove to her she belongs to us.”
“You would too, fucking psycho.” Silas grunts.
“Truth or dare?” I ask him, as I move my finger across his chin.
“Dare.” he smiles.
“I dare you to fuck her without remorse, show her just who you are.”
“Oh, I’ll show her, I’m the mother fucking king of Monarch Prep and her pussy will be mine.” Silas smirks.
“You better, because once I get hold of her I’ll fucking devour her pussy until she’s screaming my name, not yours.” I say.
Silas’ smile turns malicious as the thought of owning Tenley in every way plays out in his head.
My entire body ripples with excitement, this girl. Fuck.