Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
PERILOUS
Trust me, I get it.
She can’t be held captive forever. She has friends worried about her. She has a best friend named Molly who is worried about her. Her father is out of his mind wanting to know where his daughter is. Which tells me Annika plays the good girl card often.
But she’s no good girl . Not with a throat like she has. Or a soaked cunt spilling all over my face like a warm shower at the end of a long day. Or how hard her sweet cunt reaches orgasm.
I’m also wondering just what lies behind the intentions and relationship between Annika and her father. For all anyone knows Annika said fuck it and took off. She wants out of SA , right? She wants to travel the world. Let them think that’s what she’s doing. Fuck, all I need to do is text her friends and her father saying that.
Listen. This is crazy, I know, but I said screw it and just did something for myself for once. I hopped on a flight and I’m out of the country. It’s time for me to find myself.
Then again, if someone tracks and hacks her phone…
Shit. I’ve had her phone turned off since I took it from her.
Still…
This whole thing is very interesting. It’s messy as fuck, that’s for sure. Holom wants his daughter back, safely. Luc wants me to find Annika and kill her. Just the fact that I have Annika in my possession and I haven’t spoken to Luc about it puts me in a dangerous spot.
I know at some point Annika is going to need to some fresh clothes. Some sunlight. Fresh air. The room—and building—is equipped with state of the art air filtration. The room smells sterile and fresh at all times.
I stand with my arms folded, my back against the door, watching Annika as she eats. She looks at me and licks a small glob of ketchup from the right corner of her mouth. She has a mouthful of cheeseburger and some fries.
“What?”
“Eat,” I command.
I don’t give a fuck if she doesn’t like me watching her eat.
My mind keeps working. I’m throwing out scenarios over and over. In reality, I should have nothing to do with this. Simple solution?
Drug Annika and tie her to the bed.
Gather up my brood and head to the Perg to speak privately with Luc. No Legion needed.
Bring Luc to the room and show him that I’ve captured Annika. He’ll for sure then hand me a weapon, to test my loyalty to him and the Legion. Just like he did when I had to fuck with the brake lines on that SUV… the one with the…
I turn and make fists, pressing them against the door. My muscles flex and I push my fists at the door, gritting my teeth. Every nerve in my body pulses.
“Hey, are you okay?” Annika asks.
Her voice is so sweet and concerned. It pisses me the fuck off.
I push from the door and spin around. The room turns a dark shade of red. In seconds I’m at the edge of the bed, my left hand pulling her hair, my face hovering over hers as her eyes grow wide with fear.
“Don’t fucking worry about me, doll,” I growl. “You’re the one on the chopping block. Not me. I’m fucking fine. Fucking perfect. I’ll stare at you all I want. I’ll punch a door or a wall or anything I fucking want. I don’t owe you an explanation of shit. Ever.”
She swallows hard. She looks ready to cry and I mentally dare her to fucking cry. I inch closer to her and I kiss her forehead.
After that, I end up in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror, running different scenarios through my head on my next move.
First things first, I need to meet with my brood . I’ve dragged them into this. They’ve been here. They’ve seen Annika. I wanted to show off my new pet, but I didn’t know just how valuable her sweet and delicious cunt actually was. That means I need to—
A soft knock at the door steals my thoughts and attention. I turn my head.
“Peri?”
What the fuck? Does she need to take a piss? Or maybe something else…
I rip open the bathroom door and she stands there looking up at me. Standing at chest height. Those Easter chocolate eyes of hers damn near melting. She’s absolutely terrified of me yet she’s standing so close.
“Are you okay?”
That’s what she fucking wanted?
I grab her throat but I don’t squeeze.
“What the fuck is this? You want to be my friend now, doll? Huh? Sucking my cock isn’t enough? Feeling my cock deep in your cunt isn’t enough? You want to check up on me? Who the fuck do you think you are?”
Her teeth chatter. I lower my mouth down to her ear and I growl loudly.
“You’re nothing, Annika. This is the greatest moment of your life so fucking savor it. Now open your mouth wide for me.”
She does as told. My cock is thick, raging with need as her mouth is open nice and wide. I can’t believe how much I want to kiss her right now.
Instead, I spit into her mouth and make her swallow it. I hold her throat and walk her back to the bed. She sits down and still stares up at me.
She should be broken by now but she’s not. There’s something about her…
It’s time for her to take her medicine so I can think straight. So I can talk to Tyrant, Vicious, and Demonic.
So I can figure out if I’m going to kill her or fuck her sweet, tight ass.
* * *
“You’ve been a fucking ghost lately,” Demo says to me as we stand on the loft-style balcony that overlooks the first floor of a frat house that’s packed with people.
Music fills the air, along with voices. There’s a lot of dancing and a lot of eye fucking happening. Amazing to watch these stunning college women let loose with someone grabbing and touching them, hoping to make their mark in an effort to get laid, yet all these women are doing is looking up at us. They knew where the real cocks are waiting.
“You wear a sheet with holes cut out for eyes?” Demo asks, still working his ghost angle for me.
I ignore him.
“You’re on the hunt,” Vic says with a little more sense in his voice. “We’re not blind, Peri.”
“You’ve got yourself in a fucking situation,” Ty says from behind me.
I turn around to face him.
“You better not be looking at us for advice on this,” Ty says.
“Never would,” I say. “This is up to me. I just want you aware of things. I’ll take whatever comes my way.”
“Just fuck her and off her,” Demo says. “What’s the use of letting some cunt drag you down?”
“Can you look beyond a situation ever?” I ask. “There’s trouble within the Legion. Can’t you see that?”
“Luc sits on the throne,” Demo reminds me.
“Luc can go sit on a ten-inch dildo that vibrates,” Ty spits out.
I’m sorry but hearing Tyrant talk like that makes me laugh.
“You broke Peri,” Vic says to Ty. “I’ve never heard him laugh like this.”
“Ten-inch dildo,” Demo scoffs. “Why not take a twelve-inch Demo ?”
“You want to fuck my brother?” Ty asks.
“That conversation can be saved for a different time,” I say, not wanting to get into a rant of Demo talking about cock size and all that. “If you guys need to separate from me. Or protect yourselves. Ty, you have a stake in things now with your girl.”
“My Serafina has no bearing on my decisions,” Ty says, curling his lip.
“It might if your asshole brother suspects you’re up to no good and he makes a move at her,” Peri says.
“If Luc tries something like that, then you three promise me right now we cut him up into pieces and leave the pile on his throne,” Ty proclaims. “And I mean it. Right now. Make that fucking promise!”
I’m first to offer my fist. I’m fine with that. I’d love to hold Luc down and slit his throat with a jagged knife. And then keep going, feeling muscles rip apart like a warm steak. Watch arteries and veins pop and squirt blood. Feel the teeth of the knife grab onto bone, tearing through his neck until his head is detached.
Amazing how I started this conversation but here we are, making Tyrant a promise that we will stand by his side in case something happens to Serafina.
See what happens when you get involved with cunt? It takes over your life. It fucks with your head. You have this sense of vulnerability nearly every second of every fucking day.
“So what’s your plan, Peri?” Ty asks me.
“No fucking clue yet,” I admit. “I need to know more. I’m intrigued by it all.”
“You’re fucking her though, right?” Demo asks. “She’s got to be giving it up, thinking she can win you over with her cunt and escape? That sex has to be wild.”
I ignore Demo again.
“I just need to know more,” I say. “I can’t stop thinking about it. Not her but the situation. Her father is Legion . He wants her back. Yet Luc…”
I see movement from the corner of my eye. Here comes the fuck me eyes woman from the first floor. She’s in jeans that dance low on her hips. One of those women who wears a thick, baggy sweater, hanging off her right shoulder, wanting to tell the world her tits are the perfect size and perkiness that she doesn’t need a bra and she’s not worried if anyone sees a thing.
“Here we go,” Vic mutters to me. “Another one thinking she wants the four of us at the same time. I’ll bet you twenty grand on it.”
“You need something, doll?” I growl at the woman.
“Need and want,” she says in a sweet voice. “I’m a little lost right now. I think I took a wrong turn.”
“Lost your desire to grind on some guy’s dick through his jeans?” Ty asks.
“She wants the real thing now,” Demo says as he grabs at his cock and lets out a growl.
“Can I tell you a secret?”
She’s inching her way closer to Demo. Like any of us have time for this nonsense right now. Annika is whacked out on pills right now, not sure of her fate because I haven’t made the decision yet on what her fucking fate will be.
Demo leans down toward the beautiful woman. She wraps her arms around his neck. Her shirt pulls up, showing off a lower back tattoo.
I glance at Vic and he smirks. He mouths the word target at me. I shake my head. Demo and Vic have a theory that women with lower back tattoos love getting fresh loads of cum tossed at them right there like the ink stain is a target.
Demo lifts back up and pulls the woman close to him.
“This is Cassie and she claims to have no gag reflex,” Demo says. “She’s my new best friend for the next little while. It’s only fair I properly test that gag reflex.”
Demo walks away with his new toy for the night. There’s a very slight pinch of jealousy that hits me. He’ll fuck this beauty six ways from Sunday and fill every hole of her body with cum and then make it well known that she is worth nothing and means nothing and will have no decent existence in life if she even thinks about coming back for seconds. And on top of that, her life is pointless and not a single person would miss her if she went missing.
In other words, enjoy my cum and get the fuck out.
The memory is your thank you.
“Cass! What are you doing?”
“Fuck,” Vic says.
“Every single time,” Ty says. “Demo’s cock attracts women in relationships.”
“I’ll send her back in one piece,” Demo says to the woman’s guy friend.
Then he laughs.
The guy doesn’t hesitate to swing at Demo, clipping him on the chin. He recoils in pain and Demo laughs some more. Demo looks back at me. I nod.
Demo scoops up his prize for the night and disappears as I walk toward the stairs. I move fast and grab the guy by the collar. I spin him around.
“That’s my girlfriend,” he says to me. “We’ve been together since high school!”
“Shut up, asshole,” I growl.
I throw him against the wall. His face hits perfectly against it. His nose pops like a squishy grape. He loses his balance and starts to fall down the stairs but I save him.
“One more for the road,” I call out and slam him against the wall again.
This time, I let him go and he falls. A crowd gathers at the bottom of the stairs. When they look up at me and realize who I am, they all back off.
I will fucking kill everyone in this frat house and then burn the place down. And nobody would dare to stop me.
“What do you need from us?” Vic’s voice asks to my right.
I blink a few times and look at him.
“We’ve got your back in this,” he says.
Ty stands to my left.
Demo probably has his new toy stripped naked outside, hand around her throat, holding her against the side of the house while he crouches down and slams his tongue into her cunt to get himself a taste test.
I walk down the stairs. I purposely step on the guy’s face, fucking it up even more. Something crunches under my boot. I’m so fucking fired up right now…
… I should just go kill Annika and get this shit over with.