Lakelyn
While Tyrant and the club spent time in the dungeon with Mera and the guy they had captured, I was kept under house arrest with my brother as my jailer.
He was a dictating ass. I told him so. The little shithead smirked.
He refused to let me leave the bed other than to go to the bathroom.
He told me he had orders from Tyrant and wasn’t disobeying them.
I swear, maybe having him in contact with so many dominant men wasn’t a good idea.
River had me tell him every detail of what happened. He questioned me several times about how my head felt and whether I needed anything. When I denied a major headache and finished telling him the details, we watched a movie, but I couldn’t focus. I kept wondering what the men were discovering.
I wasn’t shocked that Mera would work with someone to get rid of me.
The only people I could see wanting to get their hands on me were the Jacquots, although an enemy of the club might have set their sights on me to get to Tyrant.
Being the only old lady in this chapter put a neon target on me, except that no one would know it outside those who were in the club or came to it, like the women from town and cumsluts.
It was over two hours before the men returned.
I jumped out of bed and raced downstairs, with my brother yelling and chasing me, when I heard the door open.
When I reached the first floor, I saw Tyrant coming toward me.
He wasn’t alone. I ignored the others, and so did he.
I ran toward him, and Tyrant held open his arms. When I plastered myself against his body, his arms encircled me and held me close.
I tilted back my head to look at him. His mouth descended, and I was locked into a heated kiss.
Everyone else faded away. Tyrant could kiss and take me to another universe.
“Christ, Pres, do you have to do that? You’re making the rest of us horny, and poor River looks like he’s about to puke. Give us a break,” Cobra moaned, but I heard the laughter underneath his tone.
Slowly, Tyrant moved away. He scowled at his guys, who were grinning. My brother was rolling his eyes, but had a smirk on his face.
“I can’t help that except for River. The rest of you are jealous fuckers. Stop scaring the women off if you want one of your own.”
They hooted, and it was Howler who said, “Scare them off? Are you kidding? Until Lakelyn, you were considered the scariest of us all. I don’t get how you got her. You must’ve bribed her. Come on, honey, tell us the truth,” he teased.
I gave them my best somber look as I nodded. “You’re right. He did bribe me. With knee-melting kisses and sex that makes me forget my name and want to do anything he asks. The man is a god.”
This comment made Tyrant puff up and grin, and his men booed me. We laughed for a bit before I knew I had to ask.
“Tell me what happened.”
“Let’s sit. You shouldn’t be up and running, Lakelyn. You’ve been through an ordeal,” my man reprimanded as we sat in the living room. The others joined us.
“I feel fine. River made me stay in bed the entire time. I’m bored, and I want to know what you found out. What did you do? What did Mera say? The guy? Are they dead?”
“First of all, I won’t go into detail on what we do or don’t do.”
“I know, it’s club business,” I said grumpily and went to move away, but he held me there. I glared at him. Tyrant gave me a commanding look.
“No, it’s not just because it’s club business, which I know you don’t like. I don’t want those images to be in your head. I take that on, not you. I need my woman to be my happy place. Not weighed down with darkness.”
“And I love that about you, but I need to be your partner and to help carry the load. If you’re always getting the ugly, it’ll consume you.”
“I won’t let it. Now that I have you, it can’t.
I will answer some of your questions this time, since this concerns you so much.
First, let me say that Mera lied her ass off and blamed it all on you.
Those men were here at your invitation, and she was an innocent person caught in the middle when she was out for a walk.
And before you ask, no, we didn’t believe her.
The guy confirmed she was part of it, and they were to take you to Jean-Baptiste.
He’s taken over the family, though Hugo remains the figurehead.
Second, they’re selling humans as slaves.
Lastly, our unwilling guests in the dungeon aren’t dead.
Now, that’s all I’m saying about them. What we need to do is get prepared.
We have people incoming, and this needs to be resolved tonight if possible. ”
I wasn’t thrilled, but I knew he wouldn’t budge, so I didn’t bother to argue with him. Instead, I tried to help.
“Tell me what we need done, and I’ll make sure it happens.
I know everyone will need places to sleep.
How many are coming? I can get the rooms ready at the clubhouse.
And they’ll need food. I’ll get the girls together and start cooking.
That is, if the men don’t need them for their main job.
If they do, then the food will have to wait.
So, which will it be? Your stomachs or cocks get satisfied first?
” I smirked at the three others with him.
Besides Howler and Cobra, Brutus came, too.
“Hey, we can control ourselves. The sex can wait until we return victorious. Food comes first. Right?” Brutus asked the others.
Cobra and Howler nodded. My brother sat there, taking it all in. Then, all gazes landed on Tyrant.
“What about you, Pres? Will you leave your woman alone so she can cook and get things in order?” Cobra taunted.
“My woman is amazing and can multitask, so if I get a chance, then no, I’ll be sexing her up before and after,” was Tyrant’s comeback.
I lightly tweaked his chin, causing him to turn his head and capture my fingers in his mouth.
He gently bit them, then sucked. Instantly, my whole person caught fire.
Desire flooded my body. Damn it, I was horny and had to forgo it to make sure the sleeping arrangements were good to go.
Cooking could wait until that was finished.
“We should expect a maximum of ten from Scythe. It could be less,” Tyrant supplied.
Before I could get up, Cobra spoke up. “The prospects and the sluts were to be working on this already. I’ll make sure they get everything ready, and then Lakelyn can inspect.
There’s no way our Royal Highness is doing the work.
They can earn their keep. After that, if you want to cook, that’s up to you.
Just give me a list of things you need, and someone will get it at the store. ”
“Royal Highness?” I asked.
“Of course. Tyrant is the King, making you our Royal Highness. I liked that better than Queen.” Cobra winked.
“Stop trying to charm my woman. She’s mine, and you can’t charm or steal her away with sweet words.
If that’s all, we have time to prepare before Scythe’s men’s arrival.
I need a few minutes with my woman. I’ll meet you at the clubhouse in half an hour.
That should give everyone time to get sorted. ”
The guys and my brother stood. As we walked them to the door, the brothers gave Tyrant knowing smirks.
I blushed but didn’t say anything. Half an hour wasn’t nearly long enough for Tyrant to do a thorough lovemaking session.
The man loved to prolong them and have me over and over.
But if he was willing, I was ready. I’d been turned on and dampening my panties for the last five minutes or more.
As the door closed, I saw him lock it. I was surprised. He never locked the doors. I gasped as he took me by surprise. He grabbed me and swung me around, pressing me against the door. His hands automatically cupped and kneaded my tits.
“I need you, Lakelyn. I have to feel you clenching around my cock, so I know you’re alive and okay.
I’ve been holding out for hours, but I can’t anymore.
I know it’ll be quick, but I’ll make sure you come,” he muttered as he licked and sucked on my neck.
His body pressed into mine, showing me he was very excited. His hard erection was pushing into me.
“God, I want you, too. Killian. Hurry. I need you to undo those jeans and take out your cock. Fuck me right here,” I panted.
His gaze grew fiery, and then he put enough space between us to undo his jeans. While he did that, I shimmied out of my shorts and panties. I didn’t bother to take off the rest. I slid my hand between my legs to tease my throbbing clit. I moaned. I was dripping wet.
He growled, “That’s my sweet pussy. Give me those fingers.”
I held them up. They were so shiny. He hungrily sucked them into his mouth and cleaned them.
When he was done, my ass cheeks were grabbed, and he hoisted me up.
I took the hint and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
I felt the broad head of his cock probing my hole, and then Tyrant thrust inside of me in a single, hard stroke.
I cried out, and my head fell back, hitting the door.
It landed on my knot, but even that pain didn’t stop me.
I used my thighs and arms to lift myself.
Tyrant’s hands shifted so he could hold on to my hips, and he jerked me back down until he was buried up to his balls. I moaned.
“You’re so deep. God, yes, harder. I want you to give it to me hard and fast, Killian,” I whispered raggedly.
He hammered in and out of me, making the door rattle. He glanced down to watch himself sliding back and forth in my pussy. I loved the sight of us connected like that, too.
“I want you to think of something for me,” he panted.
“What?” I gasped.
“I want to record us one time. It’s for you and me, no one else.
I need you to see how beautiful you are when making love.
And it’s done with love, even if we’re fucking, Lakelyn.
That way, we can always remember what we looked like, especially when we’re too old to move.
And when I’m on an overnight run, I have something to keep me warm until I get home to you. ”
I thought it was sexy and adorable that he wanted it for those reasons. My excitement was climbing because even as he talked, he kept stroking in and out of me. The head of his cock rubbed over the G-spot inside of me every time. I was fast approaching an orgasm.
“You tell me when, and I’ll do it,” I told him.
He growled, then a hand left my hip and came between us.
He rubbed across my clit and pinched it.
I cried out his name as I exploded. Tyrant kept pounding my clenching pussy as I came.
He didn’t slow down, so he kept extending my release.
And he didn’t come. He took pride in making me come more than once to his single orgasm.
Suddenly, he eased me away from the door. He walked us to the couch without tripping over his sagging jeans. When we got to it, he said, “Unwrap your legs. I need to position you.”
I reluctantly did it. Next, I was empty and hated it as he withdrew his cock, placed me on my feet, turned me around, and then pushed on my back.
I saw what he wanted. I was facing the raised arm of the couch.
As soon as I was bent over it, his hands spread my ass cheeks, his cock pressed against my opening, and then he slammed back into me.
This round, I had to hang on for dear life as Tyrant savaged my pussy. He fucked me like an out-of-control beast. It was wild, slightly terrifying, and totally exhilarating. It didn’t take long to come a second time, but he held off again. God, he was trying to kill me.
“Honey, please… oh shit, I can’t keep going,” I moaned brokenly.
“Yes, you can. You’re mine. You can take it,” he snarled.
That was when I had an out-of-body experience and didn’t reconnect until my third orgasm hit.
When it did, I screamed, and he bellowed my name as loud as he could as his cock jerked repeatedly, giving me his cum.
I greedily took it and made sure to wring every drop from him.
By the time we were done, we were slumped over the arm with him resting on my back.
Our breathing sounded like we’d run a race.
I floated in a cloud of absolute bliss. My man was incredible. He was all mine, and I loved him.