Page 43 of Marked By the Devil

“Busy,” I agreed breathlessly.

He latched his mouth on me again, lowering his hand from my breast to my clit, rubbing me there as he fucked me. “Very busy if you’ll promise your allegiance to me and my family.”

I winced. He had to bring that up? Now?’

“If you’ll work with me,” he said before nipping my lip.

“Because as much as I’d settle for your swearing your allegiance to my cock,” he rasped in that husky, sleepy, and lusty voice, “it’s time for us to find out what else you can do for me.”

I cried out, arching back against him as I came. Between his fingers on my clit, his dick embedded in my pussy, and his mouth on mine again, I was lost to the storm of stimulation he overwhelmed me with. Stars burst behind my closed lids. My lungs couldn’t fill fast enough. And as I trembled from the aftershocks of his stuffing me, I sagged against him and welcomed his following me down.

He returned his hand to my breast and held on tight as he jack-knifed one more time into me and filled me with his cum. Dick twitching and his chest heaving for air, he clutched me close as we lay there and came back down to earth.

“Okay?”

I blinked my eyes open. “Okay, what?”

“Do you realize how bizarre it is for me to ask you anything?”

I rolled my eyes. “Okay, what?”

“I could order you.”

“It baffles me that you haven’t. Okay, what?” If he expected me to know what he was talking about after taking me like that, he was delusional.

“Okay that we see what else you can do for me.”

“Is swearing allegiance to your dick no longer on the table?”

“Oh, that’s always an option.” He slid out of me and stood. Before he walked away, he gripped my ankles and dragged me down the bed until he could pick me up, toss me over his shoulder, and carry me to the bathroom to shower with me.

I didn’t protest once, feeling like a traitor who’d caved way too quickly for a good fuck.

After we ate, he brought me back to the mansion. Adrik was busy but I wasn’t there to see him. I was ushered into Elena’s office where she seemed to be waiting for me. Another computer had been set up next to her workspace.

“You can begin your research here,” she said, showing me how to log in and all.

“I’m not sure what you want me to do,” I told her.

Another employee, Igor, entered and assisted with getting me set up. I was expected to find transactions that came from a select range of account numbers, and somehow, that would help Elena track who was paying which agents. All their identities were coded, so it seemed like this was only half of the “key” to what they wanted to know. But once I got into it, it felt like I wasn’t doing anything that I hadn’t done before. When I worked at the fraud department in Oregon, this was basically all I did.

A lot of computer work.

A lot of it.

Nothing was popping up with an a-ha style of discovery, but Elena and Igor both seemed pleased that I could weed out the transactions that likely didn’t indicate bribes.

Viktor came to pick me up, but instead of taking me back to his house after what seriously felt like a “work day”, he took me out to dinner at one of the clubs they owned on the Strip.

I couldn’t stop looking out the windows, taking in all the lights. All the crowds. It was so damn hot out there, but it was teeming with pedestrians and tourists. I was glad Viktor was on a call while we were driven there, but once he was done, he tugged on my skirt and got my attention.

“See something interesting?”

I shrugged. “All of it, I guess. I didn’t exactly have time to sightsee or get used to anything before my disastrous first night on the job.”

“Hey, your loss, my gain.” He grinned, totally smug and mocking that he wasn’t bummed about having to kidnap me.

“Uh-huh,” I deadpanned.