Page 31 of Scarred in Silence
Iclimb down the ladder, carrying her lunch. I set it down and look over at her lying on the bed.
“Brought you lunch.” I wink at her.
“Oh, how noble of you.” She rolls her eyes.
I chuckle.
“Have you accepted your new name yet?” I ask.
She sits still. Not moving an inch.
“No,” she finally admits.
“Well, you should. You’re meeting more of your new family tomorrow.”
Her eyes dart up to me, searching for a purpose.
“What does that mean?”
“Our cousin, Varek Crowe, will be watching you while I’m away.”
The air stills around us. Silence rings through the air.
“W-where are you going?”
“Business trip. Five days.”
A part of me regrets telling her how long I will be gone, but the other part of me wants to test her. To see how long it takes for her to try to escape. If she even does.
Maybe my Siren has learned her place after all.
She nods, looking down at the floor.
“Don’t get any crazy ideas. He doesn’t put up with bullshit,” I warn.
She won’t take my threat seriously. She always has been reckless. I go to climb up the ladder, and she remains silent.
She thinks this is her escape. Her out. However, my cousin would never betray me. He knows what happens if you betray me.
Loyalty is the most important thing. Nothing else matters.
* * *
My sheets smell of honey. I’ve been using her soap because it makes me feel like we are still close. Even though we aren’t right now. She is my prisoner, and I am her captor.
One day she will come around, but that day is a long way from now. She may never love me, but it’s not her love that I’m after. It’s her loyalty.
I think about the first night that I fucked her. She was so eager. So ready to please me. My little Siren was so turned on knowing that I took a bullet for her. Fuck.
I slide my hand under my sheets and fist my cock, slowly stroking it. My pulse quickens, and I let out a groan.
Images of her chained to my bed flash through my mind. Teasing me. Fuck me.
I stroke harder and faster, wishing I were buried in her tight cunt right now. I feel my erection swelling.
I envision Astra’s pouty lips wrapped around my cock. Her tongue dances expertly around the length, teasing the tip. Her smeared make-up and fresh tears stream down her cheeks. That’s all it takes.
I erupt, coming all over my stomach. The warm liquid settles in my skin as I catch my breath.
