Chapter Two
For the next few days, Drake did everything he could to reassure her, but every hour that passed, her anxiety got worse.
He wanted them gone as soon as possible.
He hated them with a fiery passion after hearing everything they’d done to his wife while they were growing up, and he wanted to destroy them.
He’d even had a friend, Macy, another dom, who had many connections from his time in the military, find out everything he could about the whole family.
The file he received had been an inch thick.
He’d found out they were living way beyond their means and had maxed out their credit cards and taken out a second mortgage.
His friend had also discovered that the family had attempted to obtain loans in Camila’s name.
Drake had ensured that no one could access her information and had her details flagged, and he was to be notified if anyone attempted to do so.
They had done so a few times, and he had stopped anything from happening, adding the information to the file if he needed to use it later.
He’d also discovered Camila’s family had done several things that were shady or downright illegal. It seemed like her parents and sisters were quite the team, and they didn’t care who they hurt to get what they wanted.
He looked out his office window to see a car pull up to the house and then two women step out. He stared at them but saw nothing attractive about either of them. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he knew they were devious, horrible bitches.
Camila actually thought those two were more beautiful than her. It was crazy. Yeah, some people may think they were pretty, but he could see through all the fake body parts like their breasts and lips, and who knew what else.
But his wife was one hundred percent natural, and every inch of her was beautiful. There would never be another woman in his life. She was his soulmate and the only sub that had completed him. She was everything he’d ever looked for.
He had friends with subs and had heard the stories of when they first met their subs and the instantaneous feeling of finding their submissive.
It wasn’t anything he’d believed in until he’d seen her at the vet’s office, where she was working.
He’d been speechless for a whole minute and then asked her out without knowing her name.
He’d known after the first date that he would marry her, and less than a year later, he had, and he’d never regretted it in the four years they’d been together. In fact, his love for her had grown substantially.
She was everything he ever wanted in a woman, and he couldn’t see that ever stopping.
One of his men, who had been talking to Camila, walked away with a disgusted look on his face, and he knew that was his cue to go support her.
He walked out of the house, over to Camila, wrapped an arm around her, and looked at the women. God, up close, they were worse than he thought.
“Introduce us, love,” he said.
He watched the girls snort and look at each other before looking back at their sister.
“Um ... Drake, these are my sisters, Penelope and Aubrey.” She paused. “This is my husband, Drake.”
They both looked dumbfounded for a moment.
“How the hell did you get him, sissy?” Penelope asked.
“Actually, I was the one who pursued her,” Drake said.
Shock was written across both of their faces.
“Why?” Aubrey asked in disbelief.
He could feel Camila get stiffer as the seconds passed.
“Because she’s everything I have ever wanted in a woman.”
He was gritting his teeth as they both made skeptical sounds. They could think whatever they wanted. They weren’t going to be there for very long.
“How about we go into the house? I’ll have Shana show you to your room,” Drake said.
Aubrey’s eyebrows rose. “Who’s Shana?”
“She’s one of our staff.”
“Like a maid?” Penelope asked in disbelief.
“Yes. We have a few. This is a very large house, and it takes many people to run it the way we’d like.” He squeezed Camila and waited until she looked up at him. “Right, love?”
She tried to smile. “Yes. We couldn’t do it without them. Besides, they’re all a part of the family.”
Drake chuckled. “Yes, they are.”
He turned and started leading Camila into the house, leaving the women to get their bags and follow.
He grinned when he caught them grumbling about doing it themselves.
When he glanced down at Camila and saw the worry on her face, he bent and pressed a kiss on her forehead. “Everything’s going to be okay,” he whispered.
She exhaled and nodded. “With you beside me, I feel safe.”
“Good.”
They walked into the house before he called out for Shana.
He’d made the staff aware of what was going on.
Their maid, Shana, was the toughest of the bunch, and she asked to deal with the sisters because she wouldn’t take any shit and would take pleasure in making their stay as uncomfortable as possible.
Shana walked into the foyer just as Camila’s sisters walked into the house.
He looked at the sisters. “After you get settled in your room, bring down the papers you need signed, and we’ll take care of that.”
He caught the look between the sisters. He’d already guessed they were trying to get Camila’s inheritance from her uncle George, and now, he was sure.
“Well, we’d like to talk with her alone if possible?” Penelope said.
Camila stiffened, and his grip on her tightened, reassuring her.
“I’ll give you the office.” He looked down at Camila. “Would that be okay, love?”
She nodded. They’d discussed this before the sisters arrived and decided that Camila would tell them that she’d like to review it before signing anything.
Drake also planned to have Shana outside the door, and he instructed her to interrupt them when, not if, the sisters started to get nasty.
“Camila will see you as soon as you come down, but then there are a few things out in the barns she needs to look at when she gets a chance.”
“Like what?” Aubrey asked.
“A few of the horses.”
Penelope wrinkled her nose. “You still like those dirty creatures?”
Camila nodded. “Yes. They are beautiful animals.”
Both sisters snorted and rolled their eyes.
Drake had had enough. “Shana, can you take these two to their rooms, please?”
Shana nodded. “Of course, sir.” She looked at the women with an expression that was almost disdainful. “Please follow me.”
Drake had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing as Shana walked off, and the women had to scramble to get their bags and follow her up the stairs. Once they were out of sight, he pulled Camila into another room, shut and locked the door, and pinned her to the wall with his body.
“How is my little sub doing?” He studied her face and didn’t like the tension that tightened her features.
She smiled, but he could tell it was forced. “I’m doing okay.”
“How about we get you to relax before you have to deal with the witches,” Drake said.
Her eyes widened. “But they’ll be down soon.”
He grinned. “Then it’s going to have to be a quicky.”
Drake bunched up her skirt and immediately cupped her cunt that was already wet.
He loved that she was always ready to take him into her body, and there was no barrier between her cunt and his hand because he wanted to be able to get to her whenever he wanted.
He’d forbidden her to wear panties unless she was wearing jeans.
It was easy to get into her sweet body whenever he wanted.
And since he loved her wearing skirts, she wore them often.
He hoisted her up to unbuckle his jeans and push them down enough to free his cock. He lined it up to her cunt. “Hold onto me and bury your face against my neck. We don’t want your sisters hearing us, right?”
Her eyes widened, and then, before she blinked, he had pulled her down, shoving every inch into her slick, tight passage.
She immediately bit down on his neck to prevent the scream from erupting from her throat, making him groan.
“Fuck. I’m not going to last long, love.”
He started to pump into her with strong, hard thrusts, pushing them both to orgasm within a minute.
Although it was a quick fuck, it still affected him deeply. Any time he was in her, that was his happy place, and he made sure she knew it.
Camila screamed against his neck, and he gritted his teeth as cum shot from his cock, filling her cunt with his seed.
They stood briefly to catch their breath before he lifted her off his cock.
“Damn, woman, it gets better every time,” he murmured before kissing her passionately. He made sure her lips were red and puffy, showing the sisters how much he desired her.
He set her on her feet and held her steady.
“How are you doing, little sub?”
She smiled at him, and he was pleased to see how relaxed she looked.
“Thank you,” she said.
“No need to thank me, love. I’m here for you and will always be.”
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him again. “I love you.”
He cupped the back of her head. “Baby, I love you more than I can express.”
He placed a quick kiss on her lips and buckled himself up in his jeans.
“I need to clean up,” she said.
He shook his head. “No, I want you to feel my cum slide down your legs. The sensation will remind you of our loving and that you’re not alone.”
Camila nodded. “Yes, Master.”
Fuck, he loved it when she called him that. He’d never forget the first time he’d heard it. It felt like someone had punched him in the gut, and it made him fall even deeper in love with her.
He made sure both of their clothes were straightened before wrapping an arm around her waist and walking out into the hallway. He saw the sisters turn to them, and both of their eyes widened. Good. He wanted them to see how much he desired his wife.
They stopped outside the office, and he bent to kiss her one last time. “I’ll be out in Stable D. Come out when you’re done with them. You might want to show them the backyard. I’ve asked Miles to have some refreshments for you three.”
“All right.” Camila turned to her sisters. “Follow me.”
Drake watched the door close behind them and wanted to barge in so badly. He didn’t want his wife to be alone with those vipers.
“Sir,” Shana said behind him.
He relaxed. “Good. Press your ear to the door if you have to.”
“I’ll interrupt as soon as I hear it getting hostile or Miss Camila being bullied.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. I want every chance I can have to make their lives hard while they’re here,” Shana said.
Drake grinned. “I want that, too. I’ll be down at D if you need me.”
Shana nodded. “She’ll be taken care of.”
Drake turned and made his way out of the house, but his stomach tightened with every step he took away from Camila. He needed those women gone as soon as possible. That was the only way he’d be able to relax.