Chapter 33
CHAPTER 33
LILIANA
I wasn’t expecting her to say this. It makes sense, though, because Rachelle is full of surprises. The connections she makes in her mind, the way she thinks, is fascinating to me. I could hear her talk for hours.
Slowly, I pull my shirt up and off, watching Ignacio.
“Rachelle, will you play with your pretty pussy for us while we have sex?” I ask, glancing over to her.
Her breaths come faster from excitement instead of anxiety, and she bites her maroon tinted lip as she nods. She and I have been experimenting with toys recently. I have an account with a few websites, despite not being eighteen years old yet.
I want to know what feels good for her, what she likes. Our girl definitely enjoys her clit sucker toy that has a thin vaginal wand attached to it. It’s less overwhelming for her, but still does the job.
Getting on the bed, I watch as Rachelle retrieves her toy and pushes her panties down. Ignacio appears to be unsure if this is real or not, watching as she climbs onto the bed.
“How do you want this to go, Rachelle?” he asks. “This is your show.”
“You should probably start by taking your pants off,” she teases him.
Smirking, he inclines his head at her, shoving his pants and boxers off with his hand before stepping out of them. His cock is hard, thick, and proud as it bounces out to bob in front of him.
“Go on,” he drawls.
“I should have watched porn or something before this,” she mutters.
“That’s not real,” I tell her, shaking my head. “It would probably have made things worse. Do you want Ignacio to lay down so I can ride his cock?”
Thinking as she rubs the soft silicone of the toy under her fingers, she nods.
“Why don’t you get our girl nice and wet for me, Rachelle?” Nacio asks.
She and I have done oral together plenty of times by this point, and he’s watched her eat my pussy like the pro that she is now. It feels different now as she glances over at me shyly. Putting her toy to the side, she moves over to help me out of my bottoms, settling in between my thighs with a small smile.
Her lips ghost over my skin, kissing and sucking until my head drops back, waiting for her to get closer to my pussy.
“Oh, she’s a tease,” Nacio says, chuckling darkly.
Rachelle doesn’t typically do this unless we’re alone and I’m being punished for being a brat. I love how we both can move through both roles, because I fucking love denying her orgasms.
God, I hope she doesn’t?—
Finally her tongue drags over my core, her fingers gathering my arousal before pushing inside of my pussy. I’m already wet from hanging out next to Nacio and making out while watching the movie earlier. I really did have to work hard to keep his mind off why Rachelle wasn’t home yet.
She knows my body well, how to key me up, and is using all of that now as she gazes up my body with her blue-green eyes. Her tongue rolls over my clit, refusing to give me what I want.
“Please,” I moan, not above begging.
Her light huff of laughter is all I get in return, her fingers beginning to slide in and out of my cunt as she fucks me with them. Nacio watches with amusement as he fists his cock, precum already beginning to bead at his crown.
She’s a little show off. I suppose she’s allowed to if she’s the one in charge.
Her lips begin to suck on my clit, making my back bow as she curls her fingers. It’s amazing to me that she has me so easily worked out, knows me so well that she can make me come for her in mere minutes. Ignacio climbs on the bed to drag his tongue over my nipple, his lips sucking hard, his hand squeezing my other breast.
Together, they make me writhe and gasp for more, until my vision whites out as I whimper, coming. Rachelle rides my orgasm with me, her fingers pumping until I sag. Slowly, she offers her fingers to Nacio, whose eyes are dark with desire as he grabs them to suck them clean.
“Oh fuck,” I whisper. The two of them together are so much trouble.
“Come here, gorgeous,” Nacio says as he releases her fingers. “Come ride me.”
It takes me a second to realize that he’s talking to me, since I’m still reeling from the very intense orgasm I just had. Pushing myself up, I move over to straddle him where he’s sitting up now. It feels like a very intimate position, especially when he kisses me.
I can practically feel how excited Rachelle is, and I suddenly realize that she’s a voyeur. My kinky girl. Holy fuck, we can have so much fun with that.
I can hear her picking up the little bottle of lube, despite how wet I’m sure she is, loving the moan she gives as she pushes in the wand on the toy. It’s when she places the little sucker on her clit and turns on the toy that I know she’s ready for whatever comes next.
Fuck, I love her little noises.
Nacio glances over to watch her, groaning at the way she looks sprawled on the pillows, legs wide open. Rachelle is still wearing her shirt, the little savage that she is.
“I’m so fucking jealous of that toy,” he growls. “It better make you squirt if you’re making those little noises already. I want to need to change the sheets, little sister. Is that clear?”
My pussy clenches, making my fingers sink into his muscles as I shudder. I need his dick right the fuck now if he’s going to keep talking like that.
“Ignacio,” I whimper. “God, your fucking mouth.”
“Two very beautiful, needy girls,” he murmurs. “Let’s fill you up with my cock, Lili.”
His large hands pick me up, and I reach between us to line his dick up with my entrance. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex with a guy, and I feel a small flash of fear.
“Nice and easy, baby. You’re in charge,” he reminds me. “You and Rachelle have full control of what happens here. Be a good girl and sink down on my cock.”
Well, when he says it like that…
The stretch as I sink down feels really good, my hips rolling to work him further in. Rachelle watches intently as I ride him, relaxing as she sees that I’m enjoying it. Leaning into the pleasure as his thumb reaches between us to roll over my clit, my head drops back as I moan.
The stimulation is almost overwhelming as I ride his cock, because I’m nowhere near the base. I let my body relax as I slide down his shaft, my pussy getting even wetter as everything begins to feel really fucking good. My arms wrap around his neck, and he drops his head down to kiss me. Just because he’s sitting up, doesn’t mean I’m taller even in this position.
Since he’s sitting up as I ride him, his cock fills me even more until I finally reach the base. Able to have more freedom now that I can use his pelvic bone to grind on, I begin to use him as my own very well endowed toy.
“Lili,” he gasps. “Fuck. Yeah, that’s right. Use me, baby. Goddamn, you’re squeezing me so tightly.”
Rachelle whimpers as she comes for the first time tonight, the sound of her gushing making me clamp down so hard I make Nacio yell. Sweat slowly drips between my breasts, and he leans down to lick it up. The three of us are so tightly connected, it feels as if every moan, whimper, gasp brings me closer to coming.
Nacio whispers words of praise, telling me how well I’m taking his cock, and how he wants me to drench his balls in my cream. Tears begin to slowly fall down my cheeks as everything ramps up, his cock rolling over a spot I’ve never had touched before.
Sobbing, I hold tightly to him as he tells how well I’m doing, and that he can feel how close I am.
“Let go, Lili. Your body wants you to,” he whispers, kissing down my throat as he hugs my body to his chest.
Rachelle’s lids are heavy as she watches, zero panic in her gaze. She’s completely invested, aroused, and it’s when her eyes roll back as she comes again that I allow myself to let go.
Sex with Ignacio is being completely vulnerable with someone who cares about you. It’s not fucking, it’s making love. It’s healing, and knowing you are helping the girl you love get over one of her most traumatic experiences of her life.
My mouth opens in a soundless scream as my orgasm tears through me, and I feel Nacio’s cock jerk inside of me as he follows. Taking over, he thrusts up into me as I milk his dick of every drop of cum. Collapsing onto the pillows, the three of us look at each other as we struggle to breathe.
“This was better than any attempt at porn,” Rachelle rasps, the toy dropping onto the bed. “Thank you.”
Unable to say anything under the weight of those words, we reach out for her to come closer. We’ll do anything for Rachelle.
Doesn’t matter what.
* * *
October thirty-first
Halloween
ELIJAH
“Where the fuck is Ignacio?” I ask, dropping back on the pool chair.
I don’t know what the hell is going on with him. He’s been distant lately, saying his dad has him working like crazy after Theo shaved off the Little Mouse’s hair. I hate that she’s not at school anymore.
It’s making all of this so much more difficult.
“The school is having a dance today, which means everyone will be busy there,” I murmur. “I heard they’re forcing Ignacio’s dad and stepmom to chaperone under the guise of volunteer work. It would be a good time to do this.”
Headmaster Cooper’s continued reign of excellence hinges on us succeeding, which means he’s pulling strings behind the scenes. It just shows me how much is riding on our bet.
The Kings’ Society expects us to make this work.
“Snatch and grab?” Theo asks, pulling up Google Earth to search Ignacio’s home.
It’s scary how clear the woods leading up to the house are. It even gives us different options to hike into the house. If the asshole wasn’t so busy all of the time, we’d be able to tell Ignacio about our plan. We’re on our last possible day now, and my patience is shredded.
My parents have been home for the last month, which means my uncles and grandfather have been as well. When hiding in my room isn’t possible, I’m forced to listen to my parents give me information about the business and how things work.
Sometimes, that means watching videos of the auctions from private, encrypted videos as they happen live. Apparently, not yet being eighteen, doesn’t mean I can’t watch them from the comfort of my own home.
Every night it happens, I puke until I nearly pass out after I watch them, unable to handle how fucking disgusted I am. I always make sure no one can hear me, because my parents would view it as a sign of weakness.
The level of depravity I’m forced to watch, knowing this is my legacy, isn’t something I’m able to accept. The little mouse has to be exterminated tonight so I can be free. It’s my life for hers.
“We have to make sure we’re able to get into the house,” I rasp, “without getting shot at or caught.”
“On it,” Theo murmurs. “I have a plan I’m working on. We’ll probably need to sedate her as well so that she won’t scream.”
“That feels awfully humane,” Jared snorts.
Her death won’t be even remotely like that.
“We can make sure the sedation won’t last very long,” I decide.
The three of us have been fantasizing about all the ways we want to kill her. Ignacio doesn’t chime in when we whisper to each other during lunch in the cafe as we eat, which doesn’t sour the experience for me at all. It’s even more fun since I can watch Lili as I plot her girlfriend’s death.
Don’t fall in love with a dead girl.
Death isn’t a euphemism in the Kings’ Society. We are fully expected to kill her.
“Can we get syringes with a heavier sedative in case we run into a guard?” I ask. I really am worried about them, which is why I’m fixating on it.
“Yeah, I can get access to it,” Jared says. “Any other medication you think you’ll need to quiet your mind?”
“It’s like a nervous energy,” I explain. “This has to go perfectly, and it feels really fucking wrong for Nacio to be missing in action.”
“Yeah, I’m starting to get worried,” Jared admits. “It’s like he’s only half here, but if his dad is on his ass about the little mouse’s continued health, he could die along with her.”
“I don’t plan for anyone to find her,” I reply. “We’ve gone over a lot of different options over the last few months, fantasizing about how we’re going to kill her. Let’s go with the one where she’s a missing person’s case.”
“Should I write a goodbye note that matches her handwriting?” Theo asks seriously.
“Yes, it couldn’t hurt,” I decide. “She’s had so many difficulties fitting in, after all. We can make it sound as if she decided to walk out of the house to keep everyone from having to worry about her. Keep it vague, but end it so it sounds like she’s planning to kill herself.”
Putting our heads together, we begin to put our plan in motion. We’re going to make a girl disappear into thin air tonight. That gives us until midnight to make it happen.
* * *
RACHELLE
“Are you sure you want to miss the dance?” I ask Lili and Nacio after Emil and my mom leave.
My stepfather said the school is doing whatever they can to make his life difficult, but watching some pampered kids at a school dance isn’t the end of the world. There are plenty of guards along the perimeter of the mansion. We should be safe.
I’m not naive, I know what day it is and what that means. Nacio says he’s been ignoring their calls today, telling them Emil has him working. While that is true to an extent, my stepbrother has been spending a lot more time with Lili and I as well.
“I don’t want to go to a dance without you,” Nacio says with a shrug. He’s currently in the kitchen making us dinner, something that surprises me. He asked the chef to show him how to make a meal that he saw online.
There’s no bounds to how sweet he truly is. It’s hard to remember his cruelty before.
“I don’t either,” Lili says, shrugging.
We’re all in comfortable clothing as we hang out in the kitchen, and Lili and I are washing dishes as Nacio finishes with them. He’s making us a lasagna with bechamel sauce for dinner. There’s even bread that he made before he went to school, waiting for us to eat.
“If you’re sure,” I murmur.
Sliding the lasagna tray into the oven to cook, he sets a timer before walking over to me.
“I can dance with you just fine here,” he says with a smirk, taking my hand to tug me closer.
Chuckling under her breath, Lili puts on some music as she watches us. I guess if we have to wait for the lasagna to cook, we may as well dance. This kitchen is huge, offering more than enough room for it as he turns me into a slow spin.
“Okay, Casanova," I sigh dreamily, happily tucked in his arms.
“Come here, Lili,” he says, and soon we’re both swaying with him, his arms easily surrounding us.
I love him, plain and simple. It didn’t happen immediately, and I’m not ready to say the words out loud yet, but I know it. Lili and I still have our time alone while Nacio is doing things for his father, allowing us to talk together.
Sometimes, that means discussing our feelings for Nacio as well. I love that neither one of us is weirded out by it, because it helps me to figure out what I’m feeling. Lili says it helps her as well, since she hasn’t had much experience with dating.
Sex? That’s something she has a reputation for being willing to experiment, even though that isn’t true. The high school grapevine isn’t nearly as accurate as people think.
Finally, the food is ready, and we spend dinner laughing and talking. There’s a small ball of anxiety in my stomach I’m firmly ignoring, but it becomes more difficult once we’re snuggled in bed watching a movie.
“ Nena ,” Nacio whispers in my ear. “You’re so tense. Tell us what’s wrong.”
“What if something happens today?” I ask, blinking away the tears I’ve been struggling to keep at bay. “I’m scared. Things have been so good lately.”
“Lili and I are both sleeping with our guns in the nightstand on either side of us,” Nacio says. “The men on the property have been asked to be extra vigilant as well. I don’t think they’ll be able to get inside the house.”
“I’m going to talk to Mr. Emil about a safe room like Dad has,” Lili grumbles. “Is it too late to just sleep at my house?”
“At this point, there’s a higher possibility that they may run us off the road,” Nacio mutters. “We’ll lock the door, push the couch in your room against the it, and go to bed.”
“If something happens, we’ll fight to keep you,” Lili says, hugging me.
I’m laying between them, the two bookends of my heart vowing to protect me. God, my life is so fucked. They’re right though, I just have to survive tonight.
“The bet expires tonight,” Nacio says, as if reading my mind. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised. “If they fail, it’s game over.”
Somewhere along the way, he chose me over his friends. That’s a sobering thought, and one that makes me sigh as I nod. If the only way the Kings can get what they want means I die, then they can choke on their fucking defeat.
I want to live, enjoy my life, and no longer live in fear.
“Okay,” I sigh. “So the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner it’ll be over?”
“Yeah,” he says softly, seeing what I mean. “It’s already after ten, let’s call it a night.”
Getting up, we all get ready for bed. We’re already in pajamas, so it’s just a matter of brushing our teeth and using the bathroom before climbing back into bed.
Ignacio taps his phone, rolling his eyes as he sees it’s dead.
“Figures,” he mutters, plugging it in and pulling back the blankets to get in next to me.
Together, Lili and he check their weapons in their nightstand tables, making certain they’re ready to use at a moment’s notice. Strangely, seeing them do this helps me slowly relax. By the time Nacio turns out the light and wraps his arms around me, I’m already beginning to drift away.
Please, let me wake up and find this is all just a dream…