32. Layla

Chapter thirty-two

Layla

“ L ine up,” I ordered, dropping to my knees.

Colt quickly hurried to stand in front of me as the others vied for position behind him—all except Sean, who waited patiently on the bed. When I gave him a questioning look, he smiled reassuringly. Colt undressed in record time, and soon I was face to face with his poor, tortured dick. I unlocked the cage and dropped the lock and key to the floor. Colton ripped the cage off before I could and tossed it across the room.

“Oh, thank fuck!” he shouted, throwing his head back as his dick hardened. I sucked him into my mouth without warning and hummed happily around him when he moaned. When he reached for my head, I slapped his ass and narrowed my eyes at him. “Ok!” he said quickly, raising his hands in surrender. “No touching, got it.”

I sucked him deeper and bobbed on his cock as I cupped his balls. I didn’t expect it to take too much stimulation to get all five men to come after being released from their prisons, and as Colt began to pant, I knew I was right. He tried to hold himself back, but his resolve was no match for my determination. With a roar, he came in my mouth, and like the good girl I was, I swallowed it all down.

“Next!” I said when I finished licking Colton clean. I moved quickly through Drew, Zach, and Tyler, and then it was Sean’s turn. I crawled toward him, where he was still sitting on the bed. “Don’t you want it off, too?” I asked.

“I do, as long as that’s what you want. I would understand if you felt that my punishment needs to be longer than the others,” Sean replied.

Did I? It would be so easy to say yes and leave him with the cage on, and he would accept it without question and continue in his silent suffering. Too easy. We would never find a path forward if I continued to choose the easy way out. “Get those clothes off right this minute, Sean Haggerty.”

His smile was blinding as he quickly stood and stripped out of his clothes. I knelt on the bed and waited for him to stand in front of me. I removed the cage and wrapped a trembling hand around his thick cock. It was stupid that I was shaking. I had touched him more times than I could count, but this felt different. It was different.

“Hey,” he said softly, drawing my attention to his face. “If you change your mind and want to stop, I’ll be fine. I don’t want you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

His words would have swayed me to move forward if I had been on the fence, which I wasn’t. His only concern was for me and my comfort level, which earned him many brownie points. I leaned forward and swirled my tongue around the head as I slowly stroked the shaft. I watched Sean through my eyelashes, and his eyes never left me as he bit his bottom lip. He wouldn’t miss a second of this, and in a strange way, I felt cherished. Maybe the silver lining to his betrayal and faked death was that we both learned how deeply we cared for each other.

While I gave Sean the blow job of his life, someone moved behind me and moved me into a better position. “I can’t wait anymore,” Zach growled in my ear as he buried himself inside of me. The others quickly crowded around me as if Zach’s thrust was the metaphorical dinner bell signaling the start of the orgy. “You’re in for it now, LG,” Zach grunted as he pulled out and slammed back into me.

I pulled off of Sean’s cock long enough to say, “Bring it on.”

I kept my eyes shut tight as I slowly woke up. I hadn’t left the bedroom in two days, and we didn’t sleep much. From the moment Zach entered me, I don’t think I was ever without a cock inside me if not more than one. It seemed that the guys had a backlog of cum, and they were determined to empty all of it in or onto me before I was allowed to leave. At one point, one of them was feeding me cheese cubes while another fucked me senseless. Everyone but Sean got multiple turns. While I sucked his dick several times, we hadn’t had penetrative sex. Things were still awkward between us, and I wasn’t quite ready to take that step yet.

“It’s only us,” Sean rumbled from a few feet away. “The others have already started their day.”

I turned and opened my eyes to see Sean resting his head on his hand. Was he watching me sleep? Probably. Let’s be real; it’s definitely not the creepiest thing one of my men has ever done. “Good morning,” I said, my voice cracking. It was a miracle I had any voice left after all the screaming I’d been doing.

“Morning. How are you feeling?”

“Sore,” I admitted. I wrinkled my nose. “And dirty.”

Sean chuckled. “For good reason. Why don’t you jump in the shower? I’ll strip the bed. It’s a little gross, too, and I don’t think we want Cordy doing this load of laundry.”

“God no,” I replied. “In fact, just throw it all away. There’s no way this bedding will ever feel soft again.”

I climbed out of bed and hobbled to the bathroom. Once the water was hot enough, I climbed into the shower and let the water pressure beat some of the kinks out of my muscles.

Sean joined me in the shower and began washing me. Silence hung between us for a while until he turned me away from him to wash my back.

“I’m sorry we didn’t have sex,” I blurted.

“No,” Sean replied. “You don’t have to apologize for a decision you made about your body. We’ll find our way back there. I’m just grateful to be included. That’s more than enough for me.”

“Thank you for understanding,” I replied. Sean kissed my shoulder and grabbed the shower wand to rinse me off. He took his time washing and conditioning my hair, and I relaxed under his touch, letting myself zone out and enjoy the pampering. He turned me to face him when all the soap was rinsed off.

“Can I make you feel good before you start your day and make the devil himself tremble?” he asked.

I smiled at his joke and nodded. “I think I have one more orgasm in me,” I replied.

Sean pressed me against the wall under the spray and kissed me. It started tentatively but quickly heated as the passion built between us. His hand slid down my body to my core to tease my clit in slow circles. “I love you so much, Layla. I will never stop showing you how much for as long as I live.” He hooked one of my legs around his hip, spreading me open to give him better access as he slipped first one, then two fingers inside of me. He pushed me closer toward my orgasm before dropping to his knees and slinging my leg over his shoulder. His mouth pushed me over the edge not long after, and as he stood, Sean supported my body until I was able to stand on my own.

“I’ll see you downstairs,” he said, leaving the shower and disappearing into the fog.

I dried off and dressed quickly. Now that my head wasn’t stuck in a sex cloud, I was anxious to get to the basement and see how Tommy had fared after being alone the past two days. As I made my way downstairs, I realized I felt better than I had in months. We should schedule regular sex marathons if this is the result. You know, for mental health and all. When I entered the interrogation room, my men were already waiting for me. I met Sean’s gaze, and he winked at me.

I stopped the video and looked up at Tommy. After nearly three full days of watching the video nonstop in the dark, Tommy’s eyes were glassy, and drool fell from his mouth. “Take him down,” I ordered. Tommy was unresponsive as they lowered him into the chair.

“Did we go too far?” Zach asked.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “Let’s find out.”

I grabbed the torch and lit it. Once I did, Tommy came to life like a wild animal.

He screamed bloody murder as he struggled against his restraints. “No more! I don’t want any more! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, just please, no more.”

I smiled, pleased at the turn of events. I knew I would break him eventually.

“My password is Catoclaws25. That will get you into my laptop to access my private database,” Tommy rasped. “You will find a list of every safehouse and property Anton owns there. He moves between them every two days. He’s paranoid and surrounded by guards. You have him terrified, and he hasn’t been out except to move to a new safehouse since he returned from Boston.”

Tyler booted up Tommy’s computer and entered the password. He nodded at me when he found the information Tommy was describing. “Where is he now?” Tyler asked.

“Let me look,” Tommy replied. Tyler brought Tommy the laptop with the safehouses listed. “The last I knew, Anton was at Smith Street. He could be in any of the next five houses right now.”

“Thank you, Tommy,” I said.

“Please, just kill me now,” he begged.

“Not until we capture Anton,” I replied, “but I will leave the video off.”

“Thank you,” Tommy replied, the relief he felt palpable.

We didn’t speak until we were safely locked in my office. “Ok, talk to me, Ty. What are we looking at?” I asked.

“Five houses spread across town. They look to all be residential in middle-class neighborhoods,” Tyler replied.

“I’ll call the others in so we can split the houses up,” Colt said.

“No,” I replied, staring at Tyler’s screen.

“No?” Colt asked.

“I’m not saying I don’t trust them,” I explained. “But the only people I trust explicitly without any possible doubt are in this room. If we still have a spy, and Anton finds out his safehouses have been compromised, we will never find him. I want to end this.”

“So you want to split up?” Drew asked. “I don’t know how I feel about that.”

“Only until we determine which house he is in,” I replied. “Once we know the house, we can call the whole cavalry in to grab him.”

“I agree with Layla,” Zach said. “It makes the most sense for us to split up. It covers more ground, and it’s not like the houses are so far apart that it will take a long time for us to reach each other.”

Once we agreed that my idea was the best one, we were quick to mobilize. I ended up going with Drew, and soon, we found ourselves parked down the block from one of the safehouses. “Maybe we should have waited until nighttime,” I said as I watched an old man roll his garbage can back to his house.

“We’ll be fine,” Drew assured me. “We’re far enough away that we shouldn’t be noticed if anyone is there.”

“At least we weren’t followed,” I commented. Colton had finally filled me in on the cop who had become obsessed with me. Scarni must have taken care of it because he hadn’t been outside our house since we went to dinner.

“Yeah, I hope that won’t be something we have to step in and handle any time soon,” Drew replied. We fell silent while waiting for any signs of life from Anton’s house. Boredom was beginning to set in when Sean called.

“He’s here,” Sean said when I answered. “I’m going after him.”

I exchanged a worried look with Drew as he started the car and peeled away from the curb. “No! Wait for us! Wait for backup!” I replied. “Call the others,” I said to Drew.

“I’ve got this, Layla. I need to prove myself once and for all. I’ll have him wrapped up in a bow by the time you get here,” Sean replied.

“Sean! No! Fuck!” I yelled when the line went dead. “Step on it, Drew.”

As we raced toward Sean’s location, I tried calling him, but he didn’t answer. “Promise me that when we get there, you won’t let anyone stop me from going in.”

“I can’t do that, Layla. I don’t want you going in either,” Drew replied.

“Dammit, Drew! You have to let me be me. If I don’t go in, no one does, and Sean dies. This is non-negotiable. You guys like to tout that I’m the queen, and what I say goes. It’s time to put your money where your mouth is.” Whether he agreed, I would still do everything I could to get into that house, even if that meant fighting off my men.

After a few more minutes, Drew swore under his breath. “Fine. But you had better be fucking careful. If you die, we all die because none of us will be willing to go on without you. We can’t, Layla. You are the reason we exist.”

“I’ll be careful,” I promised. “We’ll all go in together and pull Sean’s ass out of the proverbial fire. Then I’m going to kick it.”

When we get to the house, Colt and Zach are already there. I jump from the car as I try to call him again. I hear his phone ringing and look in his car to see it sitting in the cupholder. Wonderful. “This time, I really will kill him,” I growled as I pulled my gun and ran toward the single-story house.

As Tyler pulled up, Colt tried to stop me, but Drew blocked him. “I promised her I wouldn’t let anyone keep her from going in,” Drew told him.

“Why the fuck would you do that?” Colt asked angrily.

“Because if I didn’t, she’d kick all of our asses and then go in anyway,” Drew replied. “You and I both know it.”

I wasn’t waiting for them to work their shit out. As I approached the door, we heard gunshots coming from inside, followed by an explosion. The time for discussions was over, and we all ran inside. The chance of being shot ourselves slows us down as we begin to clear the house room by room. There are bodies everywhere, proof that Sean had already been here. Smoke billowing from the back of the house was quickly filling the rooms.

“We have to get out of here,” Tyler yelled.

“Not without Sean!” I replied, crouching low and running down the hallway toward the source of the smoke.

I had already thought I lost him once; it wasn’t going to happen again.