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“Well, I guess it's up to us to not let that happen.” I say, “We need to take care of this soon before anything else happens to Little Saint. If she's hurt one more time, I'll be done asking questions and just let my gun do the talking. I don't care who the fuck they are.”
Jett hops off his bed, “How about we pay the dragon lady a little visit? Now is the perfect time to bring her in.”
“You want to take her to the lake tonight?” I ask because I'm in no mood to make that drive again tonight.
“Nah. We can bring her here, then take her to the lake tomorrow.” Jett goes to his dresser and pulls a t-shirt out.
Sighing, I stand up, “You do realize that the basement is being occupied, right?”
The sinful grin my best friend gives me is one that I've seen many times before, “That's the best part,” Jett opens the door and walks out, “She will be blindfolded, and we can stick headphones over her ears. Felicia won't even know that someone is fucking in the same room.”
I snicker, “Oakley is going to kick your ass. You know that, right?”
My friend shrugs, “He can try...” he winks at me before leading us down the steps.
I, myself, would find it hot as hell to fuck Little Saint in front of the dragon lady; no blindfold needed. Just to see her face when she sees the depraved things a Sinner does to a precious Saint of hers would be well worth any wrath I may get from Little Saint herself. Honestly, I believe our freaky girl would also love to rub it in the President's face.
The house and its surroundingsare dark as we creep around to the back. Felicia picked the worst place for herself to hide out in but the perfect place for us to break in and nab her. The house is a relatively new build, so there are no squeaks to give us away as I pick the lock on the back door and enter the small space.
We enter a quaint little kitchen that smells of pasta, something she must have made herself earlier in the night. A small table sits in the middle of the room, and we have to slip past it without knocking into it, which is a feat in itself as small as the room is. Of course, we accomplish this task with no mishaps and slip from the room only to stop just outside the doorway.
I point to the right, indicating for Jett to check it out, while I point in the opposite direction in which I will check out. I walk down the hallway and silently open a door on the right side, but it opens to a bathroom; the smell of a recent shower still lingers in the air. Sucks to be her because I have a feeling that by morning she will already be sullied with her own blood.
Closing the door, I walk across the hall and open the only other door, but it's just a linen closet. When I meet Jett at the kitchen doorway, he shakes his head, telling me he found nothing. We both look at the small staircase before walking toward it.
Making our way to the second floor, we realize it's a loft bedroom, an open concept. Lucky for us, the dragon lady is passed out. An empty bottle of wine sits on the nightstand beside the bed. Our target is lightly snoring, and I grin. This is going to be easier than I thought.
With Felicia in a drunken sleep, we are able to gently turn her and tie her hands behind her back. Adding the tape to her mouth, we pull the hood over her head just before she starts moving. Waking up from her slumber and not knowing what is going on must be scary as hell, but they didn't consider this when they took my Little Saint, so I will give her the same courtesy.
Because she has no close neighbors, we don't bother to knock her out. I do pinch her nose closed as Jett carries her to the Jeep, only because it quiets her muffled cries. Had there been neighbors close by, we would have knocked her ass out.
I don't bother to disguise my voice; she will find out who we are soon enough. If she is one of the stalkers, she won't be going anywhere to be able to turn us in any way. If she's not, which is highly unlikely, we will ensure she knows not to open her big mouth.
“Shut the fuck up, Felicia. It makes no difference how much you cry out; we aren't letting you go until we get answers. So, be a good fucking girl and settle down,” I tell her as I glance in the back seat.
We didn't make it comfortable for her when we threw her into the backseat. Why would we? From what we saw, they didn't provide my Little Saint with comfort while keeping her tied to a chair and sliced her up. No, fuck that. I'm done being a nice guy. When she doesn't quiet the fuck down, I reach back and tighten the drawstring on the hood, limiting her air access without taking it away completely.
“Keep it up, and I'll take all your air away. We still have Kaden, so your death will be no loss. Remember that, Felicia.” I can tell my threat got to her by how her body stiffens. I turn back around and grin.
“So, do we warn them that we are coming or just bring her down?” Jett asks with a wicked grin.
“I think it's easier to ask for forgiveness, don't you?” I chuckle.
Jett's grin matches my own now, “My thoughts exactly...”
Oakley
Idon't get it. KittyCat won't let me use the hook, but she allows me to carve her? I don't ask questions, though, and I absolutely carve into her soft flesh, but it's not what she thinks it is. She will be surprised when she sees what will remain permanently in place. I'm surprised myself. I could have been a dick, but I let my feelings for her guide me through it.
Afterward, I needed to wash away the mushy shit, so I dirtied her up before fucking her with the knife handle. The sight of her juices dripping from the ribbed handle as it glided in and out almost did me in. My Kitty Cat got off on it, just like she did with the letter opener. Catalina Scott is just as depraved as we are and was made to be ours.
I pull her out of the stockade and walk her to the table. Picking her up, I set her ass on the cold surface, and immediately her skin breaks out with little goosebumps. I push my hand on her chest until she's lying on her back.
“Hands above your head, Kitty Cat. Don't make me restrain you again.” My hands caress her thighs as I wait for her to follow my orders, “Mm, you look delectable all spread out like this.”
I push her legs up to her chest as I spread her wide. Leaving her open for the cool air, I move up by her head and undo the gag. I want to hear her voice screaming my name now. I want to listen to those sexy as fuck moans when I drive into her tight cunt. Hear her curse me out when I pull out, only to plunge into her fine ass. I want it all.
Tweaking her tit as I move back between her legs, I slip two fingers into her and fuck her fast and hard for about thirty seconds before pulling my digits out and swirling them around in the blood dripping from her ass cheek. I lift my fingers and suck on one at a time as my heated gaze burns into her. She licks her lips and clears her throat before bravely asking me her first question.
