ONE
Nyx
The sight of my stepsister standing there before me has my cock stirring at first until the blood stain on her shirt catches my attention.
Now, my blood is boiling over at just the thought of it dirtying her person, but I don't let it show.
What trouble has she gotten herself into?
The last time Saraya and I had talked, it ended with me leaving Nyte's Hall until after college.
That was the day she destroyed Phoenyx Beckam.
"Saraya, look at me."
"Um…I…" Saraya fumbles a little bit before clearing her throat and trying again, "Ken tried to…" Saraya's lip trembles, and she turns her head to the side.
That's when I see the damage; a gash just above her temple and a bruise starting by her eye. It takes me two strides to get to her before I grab her chin and pull her face into the light so I can see the damage better. I see fucking red instantly.
"Did Kenneth fucking hit you?" I growl out as I examine the extent of the injury. She nods. "What other marks did he leave on you? "
Her hands shake as they approach the scarf she's wearing and pull it from her neck. The bruising around her neck has me releasing her immediately so I don't cause her any more injury. I pivot on my heel and put distance between us, but I don't go too far.
"Phoenyx…"
I close my eyes, loving the sound of my name on her lips, but I only allow myself to soak it up for a few seconds before putting a blank expression back onto my face. Turning to face her once again, I nod at her shirt.
"Whose blood is it?"
"His."
"How bad?"
"Real bad."
Knowing where this is going, I have to ask just to confirm, "Is there a chance he will come looking for you?"
"No…"
I glance down at the suitcase at her feet, cock a brow as I look at her once again, and then cross my arms while I stare at her. "So, what's your plan, Saraya? Why did you come to me?"
Her eyes fall to the ground as she says, "I didn't know who else to go to."
"Eyes on me, Saraya," I order and wait until we are gazing at each other. "Now, let's try that again. Why did you come to me?"
She sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth; I can tell she's slightly embarrassed, but I don't give a fuck. If she wants my help, she best get over her embarrassment quickly because there will be no room for being shy with what I will have in store for her if she stays.
"I didn't know who else I could go to. You and your friends have power in this town. I could have gone to one of them, but I knew you wouldn't like that."
"Smart girl." My voice is flat with just a trace of sarcasm. "So, what exactly are you needing from me, Lil' Sis?"
"Can you please not call me that." Her face screws up in distaste.
"Why not? Are you no longer my sister? Have you also disowned me in that aspect?"
"I never disowned you, Phoenyx…"
I quirk my brow at her before glancing at her bag again. "I take it you need somewhere to lie low? "
She nods. "If you don't mind. I know we haven't really…"
I cut her off, "You can stay, but there will be conditions."
"Okay. Thank you…"
My taunting chuckle cuts her off yet again, and I say, "I wouldn't be thanking me just yet, Lil' Sis. " Stepping back up to her, I bring my hand up and run my knuckles over her soft cheek in a light caress. "My terms may be a little steep for you."
She straightens at my words; the defiant spark that I used to love twinkles in her brown eyes. "Will you beat me like Kenneth did on a daily basis?"
My jaw tightens, but I don't let her see how her question affects me. Instead, I smirk and give her body a once-over before responding with, "Only if you beg for it."
Acting the gentleman for Saraya doesn't occur to me as I turn toward the door, calling over my shoulder, "Grab your bag.
You can take your old room." Holding the door open is the extent of my duties as a gentleman.
"Get some rest, and we'll talk in the morning.
I'll send someone over to clean up your mess. "
"Did someone say clean up?" Amara comes waltzing into the foyer but stops in her tracks as soon as she lays eyes on Saraya. "Everything okay, Nyx?"
"Yeah. Seems my little sister has gotten herself into a bit of a jam." I inform Amara as she saunters up to me and wraps her arms around my waist.
I know what she's doing, and I allow it. Amara and the guys all know about my past with Saraya, and now my little friend here wants to fuck with my sister's head. I'll allow it because it's the lesser of the evils that Saraya will encounter while staying under this roof.
"Has she now." Amara licks her lips. "That's unfortunate for her." She then turns her body into mine and asks, "Need a bed warmer tonight, Nyx?"
I grin at the feisty little devil. "That sounds pretty inviting." Reaching down, I take a handful of her ass and squeeze. "Be in my bed, completely naked, in twenty minutes. I'll see if the guys want to join us."
"Yes, Sir…" Amara winks and steps away before looking at Saraya. "Nice seeing you, Raya."
"Yeah, it was a pleasure, Mara," Saraya states dryly, trying to smile, but she can't quite muster one up .
I watch Amara's ass as she walks away and then grin when I look back at Saraya as I say, "It's hard to believe you remember her since you haven't thought twice about calling her. Weren't the two of you close once?"
"We were. It looks like she's changed quite a bit." Saraya's jaw is slightly clenched, and I have to stop myself from grinning even more.
"She definitely has…" It's all I say as I walk away, leaving my stepsister standing in the middle of the foyer.
"I don't care what the fuck you do with him at the moment! Just make sure the motherfucker doesn't die yet, and be sure there is nothing that will lead them back to Saraya!" I slam the phone down and start pacing the office when a knock sounds on my door. "Yeah?"
Adrik pops his head in and looks around before coming in and closing the door. "Where is she?"
I don't need to ask him who he's talking about before I reply, "I told her to go to her room and get some sleep. She really fucked that piece of shit up. Cale said that the prick has at least twenty stab wounds, but he isn't dead."
"Damn—go Raya!" Adrik grins, but I only glare at my friend. "How are you taking her being here?" he asks once he gets serious again.
I shrug. "She's my sister. She has a right to be here, too."
"You know what I mean, asshole." Adrik walks over to my minibar and helps himself.
"There will be conditions. Saraya wants my help, and I'm already cleaning up her mess, so she will owe me big time. She thinks her ex-husband is dead, and I don't see any reason to have to tell her otherwise," I tell my friend, leaning my ass against my desk.
"You know, Nyx, you're thirty years old, and the timer has started…" my friend states.
"Yeah. What are you getting at?" I narrow my eyes at him.
"I don't know. I mean, we both know that you have never gotten over her. You could use that as a stipulation…"
I scoff at my friend. "What makes you think I want the lying slut after what she did to me? "
"Oh, please! You know why she did it. It's not like your father wasn't intimidating," Adrik argues. "But hey, you do you, bro. Either way, I've got your back."
"Yeah, I know you do." Looking at my watch, I push away from the desk. "Speaking of doing things, I've got a five-foot, deadly, little ninja waiting for me in my bed. Care to join us?"
"Mm, you know I like me a nice Mara sandwich," Adrik says, grinning, but then stops. "I thought you were done fucking her."
I shrug. "It was too tempting to pass her offer up when it was made right in front of sister dearest."
"Ouch, man. I bet that hurt," Adrik states as we head up to my wing of the Hall.
"Yeah, well, too fucking bad. Saraya chose a different life, so now she gets to witness how I live my life."
"What if this is your chance at a second chance with her? I mean, your parents are dead, Nyx. Nothing is stopping you from being with her now."
"She fucking stopped it the moment she gave away what she had promised to me," I sneer, digging my finger into my chest as I do.
"Okay, buddy. I was only asking." Adrik slaps the back of my shoulder as we enter my room.
I don't bother shutting my door. I know how loud Amara can get and how her screams will bounce off the walls, echoing down the hallway.
Amara is ready and waiting for us to claim her as she lays on her stomach, her knees bent, and kicking her feet in the air.
I run my hand down her spine, over her perfect ass, and right between her legs.
"Ah, someone is wet already."
"Of course, Sir. I'm always ready for my favorite men," Amara says over her shoulder while licking her lips.
"Good. Adrik, you get her cunt; I know how much you love destroying it on her. I want to fuck up this perfect ass of hers. You're going to take it like a good little slut, aren't you, Mara?"
Amara nods excitedly.
"Don't mind if I do!" Adrik jumps on my bed and positions himself underneath our playmate.
"Please, go easy on me," Amara pleads playfully.
"Yeah, sure, whatever you say," I tell her when I hear the snicker that slips out of her mouth .
I take my time undressing before I stroke my cock a few times. A certain brunette comes to mind and I try thinking of Emily’s mouth being on me, or how I’m about to be inside Amara, but neither works. She’s already getting inside my head.
Reaching for the lube in the nightstand drawer, I coat myself generously before squeezing some out and watching it roll down her crack. I position myself and press into the tightness, not stopping until she's gripping my entire length. Fuck. It feels too fucking good.
Lacing my hand through the hair on the back of her head, I drag her up until her back arches and ask, "Are you ready, Mara?"
"Fuck yes!"
"Good girl."
I pull out to the tip and slam into her, pounding her tight little ring and getting in sync with Adrik as he gives Amara what she loves.
As if she knows what I'm up to, Amara's moans, cries, and screams are louder than usual.
Yeah, my stepsister will see that I'm no longer pining away for her.
She no longer matters, at least not at the moment.
Amara is fun. She isn't for any of us guys, though, and she'll be the first to tell you this.
We've been friends with benefits for as long as I can remember.
In fact, Amara is the one to whom Cray, Zilas, Adrik, and I lost our virginity.
Her family has served our families for a few generations, so it was only natural that she also served us in this aspect.
However, unlike our fathers, who never gave a choice to those they used, we give Amara a choice.
She is one of us even though she isn't an Heir.
In fact, she's the one who came to us, offering herself to the Heirs of Nyte's Hall.
Amara is essential to this hall in many ways, and tonight, Adrik and I are going to take advantage of having her hot little ass under this roof.
"Oh, God…yes!" she cries out as I grip her hip with one hand while the other is still entangled in her short black hair, slamming into her repeatedly.
Movement in my peripheral view catches my attention, and I look up to see Saraya stopped just outside her bedroom door, staring down the hall and into mine.
Our eyes meet, and a slow grin grows on my face as I ask Amara, "Whose cock do you love pounding into this sweet ass of yours, Mara?
" I thrust into her over and over, all while holding my stepsister's stare as I wait for Amara's response.
"Yours Nyx—I love your cock in my ass! "
I bring my hand up and then let it fall, slapping her tender flesh. "That's a good little slut."
Saraya jerks back at my vulgar praise and then disappears down the hall.
Suddenly, a picture of my stepsister taking Amara's place sweeps through my thoughts, and my grin widens.
Oh yes. I do believe I know just how I will make Lil' Sis pay for my help.
Turning my attention back to the ass I'm in at the moment, I slam into it one last time and release my load with a ferocious roar.