He smiled wickedly at her. “Whatever you want, baby,” he said, picking her up and carrying her to the kitchen first, where he grabbed a half-gallon jug of apple juice out of the fridge and handed it to her. “Drink that.”
She nodded at him as she opened the bottle and started gulping down the juice.
“Don’t want you getting dehydrated on me. This is an all night kind of thing. You can operate on no sleep, right?”
“Made for it,” she said between gulps of juice.
When he got to the bedroom he sat her down on the bed, accepted the juice from her and drank down about half of it. “Ready?” he asked.
“So fucking ready,” she said, scooting back on the bed and opening her legs for him.
As he crawled up her body, she lifted her arms and put them around his neck, holding onto him in preparation for the fucking she knew was to come.
“Hold on to me, baby,” he said, as he angled his cock and pushed it inside her still swollen pussy.
“Oh, yeah, that’s it. That’s what I want,” she whispered as she closed her eyes.
“Oh, no. No, no, no. Open those eyes. There will be no Sin, or anybody else in your pretty little head as I fuck you. You’ll know it’s me and only me. Look at me, memorize the way I look. This is the face that I want you seeing when you close your eyes for any reason at all.”
“You’re jealous of Sin?” she asked, surprised.
“I’m jealous of anybody that’s been here before me, and I’ll most likely kill anybody that tries to be here after me.”
“Your pussy, baby?” she asked with a sexy little pout.
“My fucking pussy, Hail. You hear me? Mine!” he snarled.
“Show me, Titus. Prove to me it’s yours,” she taunted.
He pulled back his hips and slammed his dick into her, then lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders, decided it wasn’t quite right and pulled them off his shoulders to shove her knees to the bed on either side of her head, causing her pelvis to raise up in the air. He grinned evilly at her as he angled his dick down so he could fuck down into her pussy, which was now angled up at him. He stroked down, hard.
She whimpered.
“Whose pussy, Hail?”
She moaned.
He stroked harder into her body, their flesh making a slapping sound as he possessed her body.
“Whose?” he demanded.
“Yours,” she finally managed, her hands reaching and grasping for purchase on his arms as he fucked her so hard she was in heaven, and screaming her pleasure to the raw beam rafters overhead that lined his ceilings.
He didn’t even give her a chance to catch her breath before he tapped the puckered hole between her tight, smooth ass cheeks with the head of his dick. “Now, let’s discuss ownership of this ass…”
Chapter 16
Just before dawn, Niko opened the front door of Jack’s house and walked inside. Glancing around, he quickly remembered that the house was filled with females and children. He made his way quietly to the kitchen and took out a bottle of water, cracked it open and guzzled it down. His gaze traveled over to the area he knew Maeve had slept in the night before. Comforted to see several females there, and knowing one of them was her, he took another bottle of water out of the fridge, then walked into the family room to check on Griffin. He stood at the entrance of the room, and tried to determine which one was Griffin.
Canting his head slightly, he walked quietly into the family room and made his way through the kids sleeping in sleeping bags on the floor, hanging half off and half on the sofa, under the coffee table, and even on the floor in front of and beside the sofa. But none of them was Griffin. He walked over to the back doors and looked out at the pool and the splash pad. Both were well lit, and no one at all was outside other than the security that looked back at him from the distant tree line with eye shine that gave them away.
Boy gone,his Lion grumbled in his mind, and without another thought he turned and went back into the formal living room to find Maeve. He took his time walking quietly between the women, leaning over here and there to be able to see a face. Finally, one of them opened her eyes and looked at him. “Who are you looking for?” she asked, clearly having been watching him the entire time and a little irritated at him for waking her up.
“Maeve and Griffin,” Niko said.
“They’re not here. They left,” the female said, before putting her head down and closing her eyes again.
“They left?!” he yelled. “What do you mean they left? Who said they could leave?”
