Page 10 of Destruction

“Now,” he murmurs, “Exactly what are you talking about? I’m happy to skin you alive and get everything from your electronics, but if you do have information, I’m willing to listen. You’d better make the decision quickly.”

Letting go of her chin, Lio stands up, backing away slightly. Benjamin moves to his side, handing him the skinning tool. The woman blanches at the sight.

Me? I’m fucking impressed. It’s like watching a ballet between Lio and Benjamin. A blood-soaked one, but still, they move in unison. Damn, it has me so fucking hard. I press against my erection, even as the woman starts spilling her secrets. I can’t wait to pin my Little Mouse to the wall after this.

“I didn’t agree to be a wedding planner for youcriminals. My boss did. When I was approached to give a little information, I didn’t think it was a big deal. And if money showed up in my account, well, it was a hell of a lot more than I was making dealing with clients.

“I never knew the guy. He contacted me via phone. I’m not even sure how he got my number. But he knew my brother had overdosed when we were younger. Told me he wanted to get rid of the men who caused it,” she says with a sneer. The blood on her face from being punched didn’t do her any favors in the looks department, and neither does that. “And it turned out to be your oh-so-precious Master. He asked if I wanted to help get rid of the problem permanently. He promised I wouldn’t get caught, and yes, I was fucking proud to help! All he needed me to do was get Allesandro somewhere at a specific time, and he’d take care of the rest. And he did. Good luck getting him back alive. I hope he’s dead!”

I shake my head in amazement.Fuck. How much of a death wish does this woman have? Admitting she knew what would happen…

Lio is almost vibrating with rage, and Benjamin goes to grab him, but his fingers merely skim Lio’s clothing as he jumps forward, burying the knife into the woman’s shoulder. It’s not enough to kill her, but her screeching at least cuts off her vitriol toward our Family.

“Lio!” Benjamin’s sharp cry pulls him back and he yanks the knife out, whirling around to face my Little Mouse.

For a moment, it’s like everything stops. My own heart begins to race as I worry that Lio will shove the crimson-covered knife into my lover, that he’s that far gone. The expression on Lio’s face… I almost step back, but I don’t want to call attention to myself. It’s like facing down a fucking cobra, and yet my Little Mouse steps forward, touching Lio’s shoulder.

“Boss, you need to calm down. Do you think we’ve gotten everything from her?” Lio shudders at Benjamin’s calm voice, the insanity bleeding from his face.

“Anything we don’t have, we’ll get from her electronics. I don’t think she knows anything worthwhile. She was brought in because of her past—nothing more than a piece of shit for this mystery man to use.”

“And we likely won’t find much. It sounds like this man is playing quite a game. Otherwise, Allesandro would have just been killed outright, and for sure, she would have been silenced. He had to know you’d find her.”

“Fuck.” Lio’s exhales harshly. “It’s a damn set up. And she can’t just go missing. Fuck. Alright.”

Twisting back around, he quickly slits the woman’s throat, not sparing a thought about it. Benjamin nods in approval. “Mugging?”

“Yeah. Rip her clothes a little more, scatter some shit around. The usual. And if the cops decide to sniff around too much, we’ll make a sacrifice.”

“I’ll look into who would be best to take the fall,” Benjamin says quietly. “Go clean up. I’ve got this.”

“No, I’ll take care of it. Why don’t you and your lover boy over there go enjoy yourselves. I need you both ready to go at seven, so don’t fucking wear each other out too much.” Lio’s smirk as he stares at me says he knows exactly what this has done tome. Then again, if there’s anyone who understands blood as an aphrodisiac, it would be him.

“Thanks, Boss,” I interject, striding forward and grabbing Benjamin by the wrist. I pull him away, even as he struggles. I know he wants to show he can be the best Second, but fuck. I need him now.

Once we are out of the fun room, I push him against the wall, kissing him deeply and pressing my erection against him. Benjamin’s struggle quickly gives out and I pick him up, tossing him over my shoulder. It takes too long to get to our apartment in the mansion, and by the time I toss him down onto the bed, I’m sweating from the exertion.

“You’d better not be too tired to fuck me.” Benjamin shimmies out of his clothes, a snarl on his face that I never expected to see.

“Oh, hell no.” I fumble around for the lube, finally grabbing it as Benjamin presses his heels against the bed, raising his ass up for me perfectly. I practically whimper at the sight of his hole.

“Don’t hold back. I don’t need much prep this time.” The fact he’s already planning on the next time? Shit. Maybe it’s a good thing Lio told us to be careful with time. Despite his insistence that he won’t need as much prep, I carefully insert one finger at a time, until he’s pretty much riding three of them.Damn. The look… “If you don’t want me to get off like this, you’d better get the fuck in me.”

I remove my fingers and line up my cock to his ass, coating my length in lube before slowly pressing in, not giving him what he wants. He needs to remember he’s not the one in charge. Outside of the bedroom? He may outrank me. However, right now, he’s under me, and I’m the one fucking him.

I grab his neck, I restrict his air briefly before letting go. Leaning down, I whisper in his ear, “Who do you belong to?”

“Fuck! I belong to you!” he cries out as I drive hard into him, pegging his prostate as he goes crazy. He reaches for his cock, but I catch his hand, pinning it above him.

“You’ll come on my cock or not at all,” I snarl. “You’re fucking mine. And no matter what, you will always belong to me. You’remyLittle Mouse.”

I thrust harder, my own orgasm barreling down on me, but I refuse to come until he does. I want to see him fly, to know he’s getting his pleasure from me—and only me.

Benjamin shakes, throwing his head back as he shouts out, cum spurting from his cock, covering his belly and chest. The sight of it is too much for me and I tip right over the edge, following him over into the abyss.

Shit, I think I even passed out from the intensity, because it takes me a moment to come back online fully. Blinking, I manage to shove myself off him, rolling onto the bed. Both us are breathing hard, and he pats his hand over the bed until he manages to catch my hand. Curling our fingers together, he finally gasps out, “I’ve always been yours.”

Smiling, I can’t help but exhale in pleasure—and relief. “Good. Now, let’s get a shower so we can take a nap. We don’t want to be late to the meeting.”

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