Chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen

Two Horns

The feeling of her plump lips wrapped around my cock has my eyes wanting to roll back into my head. When she swirls her tongue around the tip of my cock and presses it into the slit of my dick I groan, not giving a fuck that the sound was loud enough to wake that cocksucker next door. I want him to wake up and hear her screaming my name as she comes all over my cock, he needs to know that Nova Quinlin belongs to me.

She is mine!

My brothers and I never fuck in the masks, they are our armor to hide who we are so we can do the dirty work no one else has the balls to do. We have killed for a favor, ruined lives, torn families apart and never once batted an eye. We are a team but I fucked that up when I chose to take her. She should be ours to torment, to play with but I made excuses to free her from their brand of punishment because I want her for myself, she is mine.

“Take it,” I snarl as I thrust my hips, wanting to impale my dick down her throat. Her wet warm mouth feels like a fucking sanctuary. She has me crossing lines that I never would have, she is blurring everything and the only way I can think straight or stop myself from tearing her fucking world apart is to be buried inside her pretty little cunt.

“Hmmmm.” The vibration from her moan sends a shiver down my spine and has my balls tightening. Tonight she was supposed to just suck my cock and I was going to leave but the need to feel her tight, wet pussy strangling my cock as she comes has me changing plans. I pull free of her mouth and use my grip on her hair to pull her to her feet. She cries out in pain but I ignore it as I shove her forward and bend her over the counter in the bathroom.

“You watch everything,” I declare. She snaps her head up and meets my gaze in the mirror, the sight of her tears and the disheveled look on her face has my cock twitching. I yank her shorts down her legs and fight back my groan at the sight of her thong resting perfectly between her plump ass cheeks. I’ve never been more jealous of a piece of material in my life. Fuck what I wouldn’t give to rest between those cheeks all day long. Rather than peeling it down her legs I tear the fucking thing at the side, relishing in the gasp that escapes her.

I take my time, slowly peeling it out of her ass, if I didn’t have my mask on I would be inhaling her fucking scent. Rather than discarding the destroyed material to the side, I push it into my pocket, wanting to keep something of hers. I know she is close to asking the favor, the second she does she is no longer mine. I won’t be able to hide her anymore, she will be all of ours to destroy until the debt is paid. And destroy we will, no one has ever been able or allowed to repay the debt, we can’t leave witnesses behind.

“Please,” she whimpers, drawing me out of my head. I meet her gaze again and growl as I line my cock up with her entrance. She whimpers when I slide inside her slowly. She moans loudly, leaving me no choice but to cover her mouth with my hand. I slam the rest of the way inside her, loving how her back arches and she screams into my hand, which doesn’t do much to muffle the sound of her cries.

“Your pussy was made for my cock,” I praise as I thrust in and out of her. She grips the edge of the counter and holds my gaze in the mirror, the crazed look in her eyes sends the monster inside me haywire. I’ve never felt a need to consume someone or own every inch of them until I saw Nova, she is consuming my every thought and forcing me to stumble in my role as our leader.

“Ahhhh,” she cries into my hand when I stroke that sweet spot inside her. I can feel her pussy quivering already, she responds so fucking well to my touch.

“Take it,” I grit out as I slam into her ruthlessly, my anger peaking, forcing me to take my anger out on her body. It’s better this way, it saves me from killing her. I feel my balls tightening as her cunt clamps down on my dick. I reach around and pinch her nipple between my fingers, setting off her orgasm.

Fuck!

Seeing her reflection and how sexy she looks when she comes apart on my cock has my own climax tearing through me. I bite down on my lip to stop myself from roaring out my release. I spill everything I have inside her and freeze when I realize I didn’t use a fucking condom again! This girl has me making mistakes that I would never have made with anyone else. The Filthy Few never fuck up but I did, twice.

I release my hold on her and pull out. She flops forward gasping and shaking with the remnants of her orgasm still thrumming through her. I tuck myself back into my pants, then look down at her once more, needing to ingrain the memory of what she looks like in my brain but I falter when I find her gaze already on me. Gone is the blissed-out look and now she stands there staring at me with contempt.

“If I ask the favor… What is the debt?”

I harden my resolve and force all my emotions to take a backseat. I have a vow to uphold and lives to free from being made to wear chains and being shackled to this life.

“Your life.”

I watch her face for a reaction but when I see nothing except understanding I narrow my eyes. “I figured as much.”

“A favor is a debt owed, remember that, witch.”

“Like you would let me forget,” she mutters bitterly. “If I ask this favor, do I still get… this?”

Her question stumps me for a moment until I recover. “You want me to continue to fuck you senseless?”

Her mouth parts on a silent gasp. “Y-yes.”

“Ask the favor and you shall see,” I say before I leave her standing there. I scoff at the sight of the cunt in her bed still fast asleep. I make my way to the balcony and jump over the side, landing in a crouch. I don’t bother to look back up, knowing she would still be in the bathroom and not tracking my movements. As I round the side of the house I slam to a stop at the sight in front of me.

Fuck!

“What are you doing here?” I grit out and clench my fists at my sides. He pushes off the side of the house and takes a hit from his blunt as he runs his gaze over me and shakes his head.

“I was going to ask you the same question.” The anger is clear in his tone and eyes.

“My job.”

“Is that what she is? A job?” he pushes.

“Yes,” I grit out through clenched teeth. I pull my mask off and meet his angry glare with one of my own. “Why the fuck are you spying on me?”

“Because we had a meeting to attend tonight, you didn’t show and I took a gamble, turns out I was right.”

My nostrils flare in indignation. “So what?”

“She is a job!” he seethes. “We force the favor and she pays the debt. Your feelings mean nothing when the majority votes. I want the answers she has and that is all there is to it. I don’t give a fuck what your cock wants, this is about all of us?—”

“I know!” I roar, then cringe and quickly peer over my shoulder to make sure she didn’t hear that and come to investigate.

“Do you?” he snarls as he closes the space between us and gets right up in my face.

“Don’t fucking push me,” I snarl as I shoulder past him.

“The hunt is back on, she is fair game,” he calls after me. I say nothing, knowing if I do I will show my cards. He may be my brother but that doesn’t mean he won’t kill her just to teach me a lesson. “She has three days to ask or we’re taking it from her.” I still mid step and take a deep breath, everything he says is right. She is the first chance we have of finally getting the upper hand. With her information we could finally stop all of this and end the Filthy Few . There would be no more need to lurk in the shadows and hide who we are.

“Be ready, she will ask the favor tomorrow and pay the price like all the others.” I can hear the bitterness in my own tone and I hate it, feelings aren’t something I am accustomed to and I don’t fucking like them.