20. Auntie Shenanigans
Colin woke up before Olivia and in a rare move, he texted Mary to bring them up a tray of coffee and tea so he wouldn’t have to leave the room right away. Going through his morning grooming motions, he brushed his teeth and washed his face, replaying last night’s sex session with the stapler.
He groaned, feeling himself swelling, needing release yet again.
Going back into the bedroom, he noted Olivia was still laying there, sleeping soundly, but she had moved slightly, letting him know she was close to waking up. He walked out of their bedroom and picked up the tray of drinks Mary placed on a little table outside and nodded at Bryson, who was almost done with his night shift.The muscular man was situated by the wall in a chair, with a computer system set up, monitoring their security feeds throughout the property and making sure the men outside weren’t slacking on their job.
“Morning. How was last night? Any issues?” Colin asked, waiting patiently as the burly blond man clicked a couple of buttons.
“None on the property, but there were a couple unmarked cars going past the gate last night. We are installing more cameras around the property’s fence line, and we have asked your surrounding neighbors for permission to monitor the outer edge of their property where their fence line meets yours.We’ll be installing them sometime later today when the equipment comes in.”
“Thank you. Let me know if you need anything from me,” Colin said. Grabbing the tray and walking back into the room, he closed the door softly and set it down in the lounge. He picked up a cup of coffee and took a deep swallow, allowing his eyes to flick over Olivia again, seeing the cover had slipped off her body slightly and revealing the tiny welts on her back from the stapler.
Colin hissed, feeling his dick lengthen and thicken to its fullest extent and he hurriedly shoved his pants and briefs off, crawling back under the sheets.Uncaring she was still asleep, he rolled her firmly to her back and moved down her body to settle his head between her legs.Breathing deeply, he smelled her natural scent mixed with the body wash she’d used for her shower late last night and he lowered his head, sucking her clit into his mouth. He gave her a few slow sucks before he tightened his teeth.
Wake up beauty,Colin thought, pulling back to give her nice slow licks up her center before sealing his lips on her again and flicking with his tongue.
Olivia stirred, her thighs shifting against him restlessly as she struggled out of sleep. Her eyes popped open, and she sat up, gasping.“Colin, please tell me that’s you!” she yanked at the covers, revealing Colin”s brown hair, and then he lifted his head with an irritated look on his face.
“Why the fuck wouldn’t it be me, wife?” he said, lowering his head to her thigh and taking a sharp bite out of her leg, making her cry out and fall back to the mattress on a small squeal.
“Because there’s so many dicks walking around the place now I just wasn’t sure,” she said with a small smile, trying to hide behind her hand.
Colin snapped his head up again, throwing her a dangerous look as he abandoned her pussy to crawl up her body. “Why are you thinking about other men’s dicks when mine is the only one that matters?”
Olivia’s eyes widened. “Wait, I was just playing-” she screamed and jerked as he lowered his head once more to take a rough bite out of her neck. Olivia squirmed and bucked under the fierceness of it. This bite was slightly rougher than the one he’d treated her to the first time they’d had sex.
Olivia moaned, sagging against the mattress as she felt the swollen head of his cock brush the entrance of her sex. Her hands sank into his hair as she held on for dear life. “C-Colin,” she gasped.
“Mine’s the only one that matters, right?” he growled into her ear, waiting for her answer before he slammed into her so hard he pushed her up the mattress, knocking her pillows off the bed and onto the floor. In another rough movement, he swiped his hand outwards, pushing the other pillows away as he began to thrust hard. Olivia squealed at his actions, excited over how rough he was being first thing in the morning.
Oh my God, that means this is going to be a good day!She thought to herself as he leaned down and took her by her throat at the same time he wrapped a hand around their headboard and shoved his hips into hers so hard they raised off the bed. He held her there like that for a minute.
“You’re going to stop thinking about the other men’s dicks. I’ll punish you if I even think you are,” he spat out, tightening his hand around her minutely and watching her eyelashes flutter closed.
“Yes sir,” she whispered through the hand around her throat. She trembled as he pulled back, letting her hips settle to the mattress.
“Are you ready to begin, baby?”
“Yes, sir.” Olivia’s heart soared, feeling with every thrust her abraded back scraped the mattress and she wrapped that feeling close to her. Protecting it and cherishing it. She ran her hands up and down Colin’s arm with the hand around her throat. Vowing to protect and cherish him just as much as he did her.
***
Olivia shakily pulled on her pants, sitting on the edge of the couch in the lounge, trying to get her bearings after such a strenuous morning.She licked her lips as Colin walked up to her and handed her a cup of coffee.
“Sorry baby, it’s cold now,” he said, lowering to the table in front of her he reached forward and rubbed a hand down her hair. Olivia looked at him enviously, he was already dressed and ready for the day, and she was still trying to get her socks and shoes on.
“It’s okay, I like cold coffee too,” Olivia muttered around the mug. She giggled as he picked her foot up and slid a sock on, repeating it with the other foot before he put her shoes on for her.
“So, what are you doing today? Do you have any plans?”
“Well it’s Sunday, I’m going to Vanessa’s for a bit to see Allison and to give Jonathan and Vanessa some time to meet with their doula. You know they’re only like a month away from having Ian? Can you believe it? Time’s just flying!”
“Hmm-hmm, I know.We’ve been together just a bit over nine months,” Colin stated suddenly.
Olivia paused and glanced at him, gleaming his hidden meaning.Staying silent, she nodded, not wanting to bring up that after nine months page three of their contract would take effect. She’d been studiously ignoring page three for months now. But with the subject being brought to the forefront of her mind, she felt those nerves come back, making her feel off center.
She placed a trembling hand on her tummy, hoping he didn’t notice.
“So, do you want to come with me?” Olivia asked, standing up and placing her coffee back on the tray. She journeyed to the bathroom with him following close behind. She observed he’d been staying closer to her than normal and wondered if that’s why she’d had a lapse in her crying spells.
“No sweetie, I spoke with Byson this morning, and he said that we had a couple unmarked cars go past the gate late last night, and they’re installing more security and speaking with the neighbors so I’m going to stay behind this time. But next time, you can count on me being there. Maybe we can take Allison to the zoo or something fun?” he watched intently as she beat the brush rather hard on her head with every pass.
“Is that how you’d like me to brush your hair? Am I doing it right when I do it?” Colin asked her suddenly, cocking his head at her as she paused in her movements and blinked almost confusedly.
Olivia frowned, staring at the brush for a second before she set it down on the vanity. “Uh, no. Not really. I wasn’t even aware I was doing it…” she flicked him an obviously embarrassed look before she reached forward for her perfume.
“You don’t have to be embarrassed, love, it’s okay,” he reassured her. Reaching forward, he slicked a hand down her hair and pressed a kiss to her temple. He fisted his hand in her hair and gave her a small yank before smacking her ass hard.
Olivia jerked and gave him wide eyes. “Colin!” she admonished, laughing at him as he hightailed it out of the bathroom before she could smack him back.
“Have a good time baby, keep your phone on you and don’t be upset at Zero when he drives, you know it’s his job so just sit back and let him do it without complaining,” he called out, grabbing his phone off the bed as she exited the bathroom and veered to the bedroom door.
“Fine!” she said sweetly, opening the door and then scrunching her face up as she walked out, seeing Zero sitting in the chair outside of their bedroom door. “Hi Zero, I’ve been told to be nice to you and let you do your job in peace, so can we go? Do you need a coffee or anything before we leave?”
She watched impassively as Zero turned cold eyes on her. He lifted up his coffee thermos and arched an eyebrow. “Good morning, Lilith. Nope, I’m good, thanks for asking. I’m ready when you are.”
Olivia rolled her eyes and strolled to the elevator. “Bye Colin,” she called out down the hallway. Colin had stayed behind in the bedroom to alert the team that Olivia was leaving the house and to have an extra escort.
“What the fuck?” Colin stuck his head out the door and gave her a stern look. “Did you just tell me goodbye? Take that shit back!” he said, giving her a once over.
Olivia shrugged her shoulder and laughed. “Okay,” she laughed, winking at him.
“And give Ally a kiss for me,” he yelled out to her, as she and Zero disappeared into the elevator.
***
Guy Group Chat
Yo, we have to freaking reinforce our fence. And bug the neighbors, now they think we’re reclusive AND dangerous. What the hell?! -C. Kent
But other than that, are they guys holding up to your high standards? Stella got a heeelllll of a punishment due to your girl, so I hope to God they are. -V
Why’re you punishing her anyways for something Olivia’s doing? We’re all good over here by the way, thanks for asking. -J. Dawg
Jesus, I sent you an email regarding how your team is doing so far. What crawled up your ass and died? -V
Whatever it was, I can guarantee you wasn’t Halal, Jonathan would NEVER let anything forbidden up there. -C. Kent
Fuck you, asshole. -J. Dawg
Jesus…one would think YOU were the hormonal one having a baby, not Vanessa. -C. Kent
When did I get added in here? -Alexander
Pick a nickname, quickly! And welcome to the shit show, son! -V
Well, since you’re trying to be useful and all, can one of you call me at like 9p if I send an SOS? Act like it’s an emergency so I can get out of this date I’m going on. -Alexander The Great
Why’re you trying to get OUT of a date? Isn’t that normally something a woman does? Is there no chance for pussy or something? -V
Pardon me, but I am not feminine in any sense of the word. -Alexander the Great
Alex, you gotta stop doing this. We talked about this multiple times. How many times have you been out with this woman? -J. Dawg
Something’s fishy here and I don’t like it. You a fuck em and leave em type of man? -C. Kent
No, actually, he doesn’t hang around long enough to even fuck ‘em to see if they’re worth leaving. -J. Dawg
Harsh bro. That was harsh. -V
Alex when’s the last time you had any pussy? Is that why you’re so strong =D you taking all the sexual tension built up in you out on the menfolk? -C. Kent
Jon, I’ve been out with her four times. That’s enough for me. Superman, I’m knocking your teeth out of your face the next time I see you, dick. -Alexander The Great
Superman, if you need an extra security guard, please let me know. LMAO. -V
Yeah, Superman lol -J. Dawg
Superman where are you?-J. Dawg
Awww, don’t be like that Superm-I mean COLIN. -Alexander the Great.
Colin?-V
Ok, you can keep your teeth, damn. Why so sensitive Colin? -Alexander The Great
Thanks a lot, cunt. -Colin
Aww, don’t be like that. Go back to C. Kent. -V
***
”Jump Ally! Jump! You can do it sweetie!” Olivia held her jump rope and cheered Allison on at the nearby park where they were spending the day at the splash pad.
Seeing that she”d wanted to take Allison out in public, Jonathan ordered her to take extra security and so they had five men there swarming the perimeter. Olivia tried to not let that distract them from their play time and she laughed heartily as Allison got several successful jumps in without tripping.
”Look Aunt Ollie! I did it! Did you see me?” Allison”s red hair swung in her pigtails as she began to jump again but quickly pouted when the rope hit the hem of her shirt and messed up her streak. ”Oh no!” she complained, pouting her lips and throwing her rope down. ”Stupid rope!”
Olivia smoothed her hand down her white tank top and took off her ball cap before crouching down and shoving it down onto Allison”s head and chucking her chin. She took her finger and flicked her lips until Allison broke and began to giggle, showing off her two missing teeth.
”Now, that”s better! Princesses don”t give up do they?”
”No.”
”What?” Olivia cupped her hand to her ear. ”I can”t hear you!” she said loudly, feigning deafness.
Allison heaved a deep breath and then leaned forward with all her might. ”NOOO!” she yelled, her freckled face turned pink with her efforts.
Olivia winced as Zero honed in on her and shifted his sunglasses down to pierce her with his eyes. She childishly stuck her tongue out at him before turning back to Allison and standing up. Adjusting her own sunglasses, she stepped back, flicking her jump rope behind her and getting a tiny thrill at the thin rope slapping the back of her legs, making her think of Colin.
”Now, just a little more and then we”ll get ice cream from that vendor over there! And then we can play in the splash pad.”
Allison squealed with excitement and hurried to put her jump rope in place and they spent the next ten minutes trying to beat each other”s scores of how many jumps in a row before they got tangled. Handing off their ropes to security, they walked and got an ice cream cone for Allison and an ice cream sandwich for Olivia and sat on a bench, watching all the kids and their families playing in the splash pad.
Olivia looked over, seeing Allison looking at the baby area.
”Whatcha thinking about, lil” bit?” She asked, bumping her shoulder into Allison, who looked up at her with a bright smile, ice cream smeared on her chin. Seeing their security moving around, she smiled, seeing how inconspicuous they managed to look.
”My little brother coming. I’m so happy. I can”t wait to see him. I”m going to be the BEST big sister. I”m going to help mom feed him.” Allison said simply.
Olivia bit back a grin, not feeling the need to tell Allison that she probably wouldn”t be able to help in that way at least for a year. She bit off another bite of her ice cream sandwich and tilted it to Allison. ”Want a bite?” she asked. Allison nodded her head and bit off a huge chunk, getting some onto her shirt.
Olivia reached forward and wiped it off with a napkin and smoothed her hand down her hair and leaned in to kiss the top of her head.
”I think you”re going to be the best big sister in the whole world. You know, your mommy is my big sister, and I love her so much. Big sisters have such an important job, you know. And I think you”re going to be amazing at it.” Olivia encouraged, feeling the part of her soul that ached at giving her up begin to hurt slightly more.
Allison looked up at Olivia with wide eyes. ”I”m ready Auntie Ollie!” she quipped with a serious expression on her face.
Olivia smiled down at her. ”I know you are baby, I know you are! Let”s go play in the water.” Olivia grabbed her hand, and they took off running to splash the rest of the afternoon away, and when Allison laid her head wearily on Olivia”s shoulder hours later, she picked her up and carried her to the black SUV and climbed in. She watched her sleep on her the entire way back to the house, allowing herself to feel what she could have had as Allison”s mother, had events not turned out so wrong.
She took a moment to cry silently, keeping her face out of the eyeline of Zero, and let herself imagine she was about to carry her baby home to tuck into bed for a nap, instead of back to her sister and Jonathan, where she knew Allison really belonged.
Her heart ached, needing closure, but wasn’t quite sure how to get it.
She feared she never would.
***
A week later brought more death, two redheaded toddler twins. As well as another text from Carmichael.
There’s about thirty-five other redheads in the area. How many of them do you love and care about? Are you ready to give up and come to me? I will take you willingly. Matter of fact, I’d prefer it as I don’t necessarily want to make you scream, but I will if this carries on for much longer. -Maleficia propositis distinguuntur
Zero sat both Colin and Olivia down in the study and reported the news to them both about the children’s deaths.
Olivia stormed out in anger when Colin brought out his phone to call Jonathan to discuss the news with him. Zero was hot on her heels. She was taking it incredibly hard. It was clear that Carmichael wouldn’t rest until he got what he wanted. At this point, she was ready to just go to him herself and stop the madness. The thought of Allison being hurt paralyzed her senses, making her unable to think straight. Walking into the kitchen and pausing at the pantry door, she whipped out her phone and pulled up her chat with Vanessa.
Nessie. Two more deaths, toddler twins. I just can’t believe this! What do we do, it’s like we’re just sitting ducks. Is ANYONE going to go after this guy? -Olivia
Olivia’s eyes flickered, seeing Zero standing a few feet away from her, arms behind his back. Just standing there regarding her quietly. Pissed off, she stared back at him, tired of having her privacy invaded. Her skin crawled and burned, demanding relief. Her phone dinged with Vanessa”s quick reply.
Ollie, you have to let them do their thing. We are not vigilantes, this man is high up in Government, and even with the men’s resources we have to tread very carefully. Please trust they know what they are doing and most of all STAY THE HELL OUT OF IT.-Nessie
Olivia threw her head back on a frustrated groan and then pursed her lips, seeing Zero still staring, assessing her. She narrowed her eyes.
“Zero, I swear to God if you don’t leave me the fuck alone right this instant, I will find a way to drown your ass in your SLEEP!” Olivia hissed at him, she lingered in the doorway of the pantry in the kitchen. “There’s no window or secret door in here, I have to come out the same way I come in so leave me the hell alone!” Olivia backed into the massive walk-in pantry and slammed the door in Zero’s face, her eyes flashing.
She stood there, breathing hard as she finally let herself have her moment to cry.
Her face broke, her features contorting as she slapped both hands over her mouth to keep her ragged sobs in. She fell to her knees, trembling, her hands flat on the floor as she gritted her teeth hard. Ignoring the flash of pain that erupted in her skull at the vicious action.
What was it all for? Giving Allison up, killing myself to pay her doctor bills, Vanessa’s marriage ending, and now she finally gets a liver? What was it all for if this man is going to take everything away from us?She lamented.
Crying hard, she gasped for air and slapped her hand to her forearm, squeezing the flesh tightly. She moaned, digging her nails in and scraping. Her heart beat out of control and she repeated the movement, not getting the relief she needed. Looking up, she spotted the shiny stainless steel knife handles gleaming in the light of the pantry and paused, feeling conflicted.
A nervous, excited tingle caressed her body, and she licked her lips, flicking her eyes nervously to the closed door, then to the knives again.
Colin wouldn’t want me to do this…. Olivia thought to herself. She stayed unmoving, staring at the handle blades, knowing she would find relief if she could dig just deep enough.
Hauling herself off the floor with a grunt, she snatched one out of the knife block. Desperate, she laid her forearm on the counter and pressed the sharp tip of the blade into her forearm. She felt herself break out into a sheen of sweat and her hand shook, anticipating the burning sensation she knew would follow. Her hand trembled.
Just a tiny cut. He won’t know if I make it small enough,she thought.
Olivia pressed down right as the pantry door swung open.Her head swung up just as the first speck of blood bubbled up out of her arm and Colin appeared, freezing as he saw her standing there silently with the knife to her arm. His eyes met hers and they stared at each other for a tense few seconds.
Olivia trembled, feeling the drop of blood drip slowly down her arm.
Eyes tight on hers, Colin walked in, closing the door softly behind him. “Is this what you need? This is why you’ve been scratching at yourself?” he asked quietly. The question hung uncomfortably in the air between them.
Olivia swallowed hard and felt a tear escape her eye, staying silent. Her lips quivered, and she gasped as the tip of the knife slid minutely deeper. Colin reached forward fast, taking the knife efficiently from her with one hand as he gripped her chin roughly with his other, hauling her face to the side to look at him dead on. He met her eyes and breathed deeply for half a second, smelling the fear on her, as well as her conflict.
This is unbelievably sexy, but I need us safe, amor, Colin thought to himself. He made a split-second decision. “Blood play and cutting are not in our contract except for page three. Do you trust me to do this for you, or do we need to add it in the other sections first? Tell me now,” Colin bit out, his eyes hard as he looked at Olivia, seeing her eyes widen and her lips quiver as she struggled with her emotions.
“I trust you,” Olivia whispered. “Colin, I t-trust you, please give this to me! Please…” she sobbed, her tears hot on her cheeks, her lips pressed together tightly as she tried to stem the extent of her emotions. Colin’s eyes roamed, taking in her face. His nostrils flared slightly at her desperation.
“Then only me. You come to me and ask me for what you need. You are not allowed to do this to yourself. Do you understand me, amor?” Colin asked, seeing her lips tightened. She shook her head yes, then gasped as he rather roughly tightened his hand on her wrist. Moving fast, he made a shallow cut horizontally on her arm, so fast she barely felt it until after it was done.
Riveted, she stared at her arm, the thin shallow line pebbling up with dots of blood. She sagged in relief.
“Another one, please,” she begged, refusing to look him in the eye.
Olivia winced slightly and let out a breath as he moved fast, giving her a cut parallel to the first one. She leaned forward on a groan and rested her head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” she whispered, feeling the tears receding as sadness gave way to desire. Her hands came up to grip his forearms hard and Colin tensed as she kissed her way to his neck. He pulled away slightly, his eyes hard on hers.
“Why didn’t you come to me and talk to me about this?” he breathed, his eyes searching hers.
Olivia stared rather blankly as shame filled her and she stayed silent for a few seconds too long for his comfort. Colin’s eyes narrowed.
He snapped his fingers abruptly and Olivia stood there, semi-shocked as her green eyes met Colin’s plainly, not blinking. Tilting his head, he regarded her for a silent moment. Pushing off the counter, he walked into her body. Bending his head to her ear, he spoke softly, dangerously low.
“You really think because we’re married it changes anything between us, baby?”
Olivia’s breath audibly hitched, and she shook her head no, her eyes now watering as her body began to burn as it finally recognized the danger that was her husband.
“Okay,” he said calmly, his face turning to meet her eyes. “So when I snap my fingers, what is it I expect you to do?”
“Kneel,” she answered, swallowing hard.
“Kneel what, Olivia?”
“Sir,” she trembled, feeling a very different energy than she ever felt from him before.
Colin stepped back, opening the pantry door and then leaning a shoulder against the frame.
Olivia could see a sliver of Zero’s shoulder and the back of his head standing right outside the pantry door.
Colin stared hard at her, snapping his fingers once more. Arms folded, he crossed an ankle over his leg as Olivia sank to the floor at the exact moment Zero turned to face Colin and he froze seeing her in a submissive pose. Colin still held the knife in his hand, nonchalantly, as if he stood casually holding knives every day. The tip of the blade was still red with her blood.
Zero’s cold eyes snapped from the blade in Colin’s hands to the blood pebbled up on her arms, and for a heart-stopping second their eyes met and they shared something that Olivia couldn’t explain. Staring at Zero, Olivia mentally freaked out, thinking for some reason that Colin might try to share her with Zero, knowing it was crazy. But was it really when they were both seemingly unhinged, a match made in heaven?Then Colin spoke.
“Olivia may need protection from Carmichael, the world, hell, even herself at times, but Zero,” Colin turned his head to regard the dangerous, scary looking lethal killer. Olivia shook as the men locked eyes. “Understand me clearly, when I say that I am the one person on this Earth you will not be able to protect Lilith from.”
So shocked she couldn’t even feel relief that he wasn’t about to force her to be with Zero, Olivia felt herself free fall into hell at his words and watched almost as if she was outside of her own body as they two men stared at each other, their own look being communicated between the two of them. And in that moment, she decided she’d never share with him her secret thought, ashamed she was apparently that currently insane enough in her head to think Colin was capable of something like that without even discussing it with her first.
Her hands trembled as she clutched them tightly together.
Zero nodded once, then turned on his heel, without another glance back at them, and exited the home quietly to join the other guards outside. Olivia glanced away quickly as Colin turned his eyes back to her, seeing she was struggling trying to get her breath and unable to find her bearings. Cold, his eyes were merciless. That beast he’d kept successfully chained up all these months finally let free, summoned by Lilith herself.
He walked the few feet back to her and stood there silently, the blade eye level with her for a second, before he squatted down. Olivia’s heart pounded and her breath hitched when he took the blade of the knife and tilted her head up to meet his eyes.
“From here on out, you call me ”sir”.”
Olivia”s eyes raised to meet his, stunned.
“It’s time for page three, baby.”