Page 81 of Breaking Sanity
“Fuck off Nik,” He whispers as Alley screams Gunner’s name.
“Come on Vaughn,” I taunt. “Tell me it hasn’t crossed your mind?”
“Nikolas,” he warns, keeping his eyes trained on the Little Minx.
Gunner finally stops and lifts up his head. He places a soft kiss on her pussy before turning his cheesy victorious smile towards us. The bottom half of his face is glistening with her cum. I avert my eyes to Alley as she lets out a satisfied whimper. She is so beautiful when she is relaxed, instead of tense and on edge. She has the same peaceful face that she had while she was in medical.
I mean I did watch her for two days while she was passed out. I was checking on my miserable minion and Vaughn was sneaking out of her room while Gunner was doing whatever Gunner does. Like I said, Vaughn is lying to himself about her. I snuck in the room before the door closed. I held her limp hand and stared at her gorgeous face under the blinding LED lights.
The slice that is across it, courtesy of Gunner, just reminds me of Vaughn but where his scars add more of a rugged presence, hers only enhances her beauty. I leaned over and lightly traced my finger along the raised skin. When shelet out a moan, I placed a kiss on the deepest part right on her cheek just a centimeter away from the slope of her nose.
When I went to leave, the man, Shake, was standing by the door like the good little soldier he is. Yes, I’m aware his name is Shadow, but I can be childish. I don’t like him so his name will forever be Shake. Plus, I have an off feeling about him, but I get along with his buddy. Then there is his military connection to Vaughn, which makes it difficult for me to just get rid of him. Though he has shown how loyal he is on multiple occasions, I still don’t fucking like him.
You used to. You will again soon.
Caine can be a cryptic bastard at times and despite our co-existence in one body, he tends to hide things from me. Especially lately when he meets with Baron.
Baron slides out from her and gently places her on the mattress which is interesting. He isn’t faking his tenderness; at least not like he did in high school. Those bitches always went for him because he was the quite mysterious one. He faked caring about them just to get his dick wet when the need arose. Otherwise, he couldn’t give two shits. Same applies here, with the contracts. They are just experiments, but he’s different with Alley. He genuinely cares.It’s written all over his face when he turns to us, not to mention the bulge in his pants.
Same brother, same.
“Jesus fuck,” I exclaim. “That has to be the hottest thing I have ever seen.”
I’m not joking either. I have been to sex clubs, had threesomes, orgies, and had plenty of women come for me, but nothing of this magnitude. At least not with a woman, Vaughn is his own category.
The second Vaughn speaks she instantly flips us both off. Her attitude never stops, so it’s not surprising her ex-husband cheated on her. Some men can’t handle a woman with a brain and a spine. From what I know, they had a nasty divorce and after the loss of their child, it made it that much worse.
“We’re done here!” Gunner is so fast to get out of the room with her.
We all stand there for a beat and stare at the door. Except for Shake and Eagle, they are staring at each other.
“That was unexpected,” Baron sighs, rubbing the back of his neck and readjusting himself.
“That didn’t look like a punishment,” Vaughn says.
“Trust me, it was a punishment. Just not fully hers,” Baron responds.
“Isn't that the truth,” I laugh, readjusting myself finally. It still doesn’t bring any relief. I need a very cold fucking shower.
“I need a cigarette. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Vaughn pats me on the shoulder and looks at his soldiers, “You two are relieved for the night. Get some rest.”
“Yes, sir,” they say in unison and exit with Vaughn.
“After watching that, I could use a cigarette as well.” I head for the door.
“Brother to brother, when you have her - don’t do to her what you did to Michelle. You can manipulate her body to give into you, and her mind will follow. She needs the fight but also craves the passion. She dances on that line of pleasure and pain. Keep her straddling it and she will fall apart for you.”
“I wasn’t planning on forcing myself inside her.”
“Really?” He looks at me questioning if I’m telling the truth.
“Yes, Baron. I want her to writhe under me crying and coming all at once. I will make her scream my name in ecstasy not pain.”
“Which one of you wants her more?”
ME!
“Goodnight, B.”
