Chapter 31
I wake with a startle I'm so exhausted I’ve barely slept after the visits I've been getting, at first I think it’s real but I know I’m just dreaming, someone is leaning over me, his weight between my legs and his hand on my hip, his other hand comes down over my mouth, his fingers stretching across my face.
Silencing me. I try to scream but he pushes down harder forcing panic to rise inside
me.
My body begins to tremble as he moves, positioning himself.
He’s wearing a mask, the neon lights are bright across my face as I stare up at him.
Am I dreaming?
Is this one of my dreams?
Yes, it’s all a dream.
I swallow trying to move and he stops me with his hand on my hip, slowly he shifts using his hand to move my shirt upward, his thumb swipes across my hip bone and over the cotton of my panties, I don't miss the hiss that passes his lips.
“So beautiful.” a low grumbling sound emanates from his chest, his fingers move back and forth over my skin, the warmth emanates through me sending goosebumps to scatter across my skin.
Arousal builds in my body as he moves until he’s kneeling between my legs.
He grasps hold of my thighs moving them apart, he bends his head between my legs lifting his mask just enough and then he sniffs, inhaling me releasing a deep gruntall groan, he slides his fingers into my panties pulling them aside.
I moan out loud at the first swipe of his tongue, I instantly squeeze my legs together.
The sensation feels so real. He grins against my skin, the feel of his lips on my thigh stir something deep inside me.
His teeth nibble on my flesh, the sensation pulling something from me I didn’t know about myself.
He does it again this time his teeth sinking into my thigh, I let out a gasp as the pressure sends overwhelming arousal through me.
There’s no doubt in my mind that he’s left a mark.
Turning his head his breath fans across my pussy then he dives his tongue inside me with a frenzy that drives me wild, his tongue twists and turns around my swollen clit until I’m so desperate I begin to squirm.
Unable to hold back I let out a whimper, the sound vibrates through me.
“Keep still.” The voice is possessive and demanding just like that night.
I close my eyes picturing not just him but four guys taking turns devouring me, each not stopping until I’m squirming under them.
“Oh, god. Yes.” I mewl.
A growl deep within him vibrates against my thighs and I moan as his tongue sinks inside me before he swipes me from bottom to top before sucking my clit between his lips.
Dear lord. My eyes roll back into my head and I bite down on my bottom lip to prevent myself from screaming out loud .
He’s consuming my every thought as his tongue licks with expert level.
“Cum all over my tongue,” he murmurs. His tongue flicking over my clit and sucking.
And I do, I cum so hard my entire body convulses and shakes as he drains every drop from me.
He pulls his tongue back making me sigh out loud.
His thumb brushes across the inside of my thigh and I close my eyes as exhaustion begins to take me.
“Sleep,” He murmurs before I let it take me and close my eyes.
I wake to the sun shining in my room groaning out loud. I want to shut myself away for another few hours but know it’ll only provoke my mother to come searching for me when I don't get up.
My body feels sated, and then I remember my dream. It felt so real. The way his tongue moved and made me feel so many things.
That is until my finger runs across the inside of my thigh and I feel it.
I look down seeing the red mark, teeth marks. It was real?
I look again to be sure I’m not imagining it, but it’s there in my flesh, a bite mark.
I’m unsure how to feel because I shouldn't enjoy this, it’s weird, right?
But then I think about how I felt the moment his teeth sunk into my skin, the reaction my body had, the way he made me feel. Is it wrong to enjoy something so good?
I skim my fingers across the indent again, just as my door opens and Silas leans against the door jam startling me,
“Morning Princess,” he announces, his tone full of amusement.
Argh, I roll my eyes as I throw the duvet back and stalk toward the bathroom. I groan remembering everything they’ve done to me already .
“Nice ass Princess.” Silas chuckles, I spin, give him the middle finger and slam the bathroom door shut behind me.
My eyes dart to the mirror, remembering the words that were there last night after I got out of the shower.
Nice ass, baby .
Someone came into the bathroom while I was showering, is it the same person who made the mark? I knew it had to be one of them after Silas’ comment. I'm pretty certain he's the one that came in here, they were messing with me, trying their hardest to scare me, well it’s working. I'm terrified.
Why does he have to open his mouth? Just because I agreed to his barbaric idea doesn’t mean I have to like it.
I quickly wash up and throw on my uniform before I open the door and find Silas still in my room, my pantie draw wide open and him going through it.
Holding up a barely there g-string Silas smiles, “What’s this Princess?” Moving toward him in a split second I snatch them from his hand, throw them back in the draw and slam it shut.
“Nothing for you to see, so get out,” I say, shoving him in the shoulder.
Silas chuckles as I push him until he’s at the door. “Come on sis, I thought you could share?”
“What?” I snap.
Silas holds up a red g-string he obviously stole from my draw with a mischievous smile across his face.
“Give that back,” I try to snatch them from him, but he holds them above his head far from my reach. Curse my short figure.
“Not a chance Princess I think I’ll keep these you know for later.” he winks and I let out a huff as he strolls from my room chuckling the entire way, while he shoves my panties in his pocket.
“Asshole.” I say under my breath. So Rain was right, he’s been taking my underwear.
Taking a deep breath I make my way down the stairs after Silas, I’m almost certain my new brother intends to force me to bend to his every will until there’s nothing left of me.
“Tenley, baby.” My mother smiles when I enter the dining area. Standing she comes to me, wrapping me in her arms. I smile, hugging her back. Pulling back she takes her seat while I take mine.
An awkward silence fills the air between us and suddenly I wish I were back in my room.
“Tell me baby, how is Monarch prep?” Silas enters the room, winking at me as he does.
I look at Silas who raises his eyebrow, glancing at Cranford then back to my mother I sigh telling her,” Perfect Mom, just perfect.” I lie.
Silas scoff slightly, placing his hand over his mouth hiding his outburst.
Clapping her hands together she smiles brightly before placing her hand on Cranford's arm, “Oh thank goodness, I’m glad you’re enjoying it baby.”
“Yeah,” I sigh, as soon as I'm able, I stand and retreat back to my room. It’s only a matter of time before Silas finds another way to irritate me.
Not long after I click my door shut, it’s opening again, Silas entering with a cocky grin across his face.
Silas swaggers in like he owns the world, and me, wearing a cocky take-no-shit smile.
“You’ve done nothing but push me Princess, asking for punishment.”
“I-I.” I stammer.
His gaze follows down my body, I open my mouth to ask him what he wants when he takes three huge steps advancing on me and his mouth covers mine before I get the chance to speak. Pushing me backwards he doesn't stop until I feel my bed at the back of my knees.
“Now, it’s time for me to show you just how much you belong to me,” he explains
I’m not in charge, he is. And it pisses me off, but I can’t help how my pussy clenches when he pushes his hard cock into me, the groan that escapes me is loud, needy and so desperate.
Silas leans down pressing his mouth against my chest, right between my breasts. My body gets hot and my pussy clenches when he leaves a soft nibble on my skin.
Silas’ fingers pressing a little firmer against my back as he lifts me onto the bed.
The groan that escapes Silas’ lips as he lifts the bottom of my dress makes my already tingling body break into a full blown sweat.
He tugs down my panties, ripping them in half before I can protest and then he spreads my legs open and I feel the head of his cock, all too fast he pushes inside me, groaning and I clutch him gasping out loud as he thrusts in until he’s completely inside me, my pussy stretches around him, I fight the urge to whimper from the intrusion, closing my eyes I try my best to breathe as Silas moves.
His cock stretches me, the girth so thick I know I'll be sore later.
He yanks my head back, twisting his fingers in my hair as he pistons his hips, claiming me.
His mouth hits mine before I even think, searing through the haze of anger I have.
He’s stealing something from me he doesn’t deserve.
Silas is the only one who’s fucked me and I hate that I love the way he does.
“We’re gonna have to be quiet.” he groans.
Finally the burn turns to pleasure and my pussy clenches as I hold onto Silas, his hips slamming into me, our skin slapping together as our panting becomes undeniable.
“Fuck, Princess,” Silas grunts, placing his knee next to my hips as he thrusts become harder. More forceful as he slams into me.
Then with one inaudible groan I feel warm spurts as he empties inside me, my pussy clenches and I can't help the orgasm that escapes me as Silas holds me to him, filling me to the brim until there’s nothing left inside him.
He sits inside me, unmoving, looking between us, my eyes wide as it settles in that Silas just came inside me. Again.
I wince when he pulls out, the sound having little effect on Silas, he stares down at his cock as he slides it from me, my juices coat his shaft, evidence of what we just did firmly seeping into his skin.
“Your wetness means this pussy is fucking mine,” he says, his tongue slides over his thin lower lip. Even the look in his eyes is volatile.
I stand no chance, Silas will take what he wants from me regardless of what I say.
It’s not about truth or dare it’s about survival.
And somehow I don’t think I’ll survive, not against Silas, not against the Monarch.
One by one they’ll pick me off until nothing is left, but the scary part is I want them to do all that, because deep down I crave the darkness.