17. Chapter Eleven

Xander

For the past two days I have stood back and watched the woman I thought I knew command men twice her size and not even flinch under the intensity of their hardened stares. Trey and I have both been beside her this whole time, neither of us are willing to allow her out of our sight. She has spent a lot of time with Nano who seems taken by her. I wanted to skin the cunt for getting close to my girl but Trey held me back and told me to watch, so I did.

Nano made formal introductions to each of the Captains and told each of those men that she single handedly freed the girls and blew up the boat. The respect he feels toward her can be heard in his tone. Wave—Doxy doesn't show an ounce of emotion when the men commend her on what she did. She thanks them in a monotone type of way, then goes back to planning with Nano's three head guys—Calvin, William and Brett. Trey and I stay close by and listen in, whenever Trey adds something she will nod and acknowledge he spoke, but if I say something, she shoots me a filthy look and ignores what I have said.

I'm growing fucking tired of this game she is playing and it grates on my fucking nerves each time she speaks to Trevante but blows me off when I say a single word. Since the night we rescued the girls we have been staying at one of Reid's safe houses. The place is perfect. It's an old campground with cabins for each of the girls to stay in and even has room for some of the men. Reid didn't come with us and took all the Captains except for Nano, who remains with Doxy. He's going to England to speak with Ian. I hate that I'm not there to be a part of this talk but given that I have been stripped of all my titles, I am nothing but a glorified pet at this stage.

"We move in on Prime tomorrow night. Donald will be there and I want him alive," Doxy announces to the three guys.

"You have our word," Brett says with a nod.

"No one moves in until I give the order. I want all the girls out safely, no harm is to come to them." Again they all nod their agreement. The conversation stops when Anna enters the makeshift office. Doxy shoots her a hard stare but the girl ignores her, she is only seventeen and seems to have the weight of the world on her shoulders.

"I'm coming with you," she states. Doxy shakes her head and sighs. She may not show any emotion to me or any of the guys but it seems Anna is the only one who can force her to feel something aside from emptiness without even trying.

"You're not ready, you'll remain here?—"

Anna cuts Doxy off before she can finish. "Why do you get to call the shots?" Something in Doxy shifts, I see it in the way her eyes glaze over and her left eye twitches.

"Because I know all of them better than anyone else. I call the fucking shots because I earned it and fought for the right to. You don't know me, Anna. You have no idea what the fuck I had to go through in order to stand where I am. You are not coming with us." The girl opens her mouth to argue but Doxy pushes on. "You want to prove yourself? Then you remain here. We'll return with a prisoner and I will unleash my wrath on that cunt. If you can stomach the sight of what I am about to do, then on the next mission you get to come." The girl's face lights up as she nods happily.

"You got it," Anna says before she quickly exits the room. That girl has the same look of bloodlust in her eyes as Doxy.

"That's it for tonight. Get some rest and I'll brief the others in the morning." Brett, William and Calvin all tip their heads to her before exiting through the same door as Anna. The moment Trey, Doxy and I are alone she turns her back to us and starts rolling up the blueprints of the club—Prime—that we are hitting tomorrow night.

I've had enough of being ignored and can't bite my tongue any longer. "Why the fuck do they get a say in planning this shit but I don't?" I snarl. She drops the stack of papers in her hands and slowly turns to face me with a dark look in her eyes.

"Because none of them have a link to my past but you do." Her words are like a bucket of ice water.

"You think I'm reporting everything back to Knox?" Her eyes narrow at the mention of her brother's name.

"Aren't you?" she counters. Trey the bitch shifts away from me.

"Your brother hasn't spoken to me in eight years."

"Why?" The air whooshes out of me at her question, it's a simple question but one I can't answer truthfully, yet.

"I did something that broke his trust."

"That doesn't explain why you are really here."

I grit my teeth, how the fuck can she not see it? "I was here for Karl's head." Her features slacken at my declaration. "I was going to take his body back to Knox in the hopes of earning his forgiveness."

"What changed?"

Is she fucking dense?

I throw my hands in the air as I close the space between us, forcing her to crane her head back in order to meet my gaze. "You. You changed everything!" The sign that my words have any effect on her is the slight furrow in her brow. "I don't care about your brother forgiving me anymore. I don't give a shit about anything aside from you! Can't you see that?"

She purses her lips and studies me for a second before she speaks. "No. I can't see past the need for my vengeance. I can't think about anything aside from killing those cunts. All I want is to watch them suffer before I go after Knox and everyone from my past."

My eyes widen as her words sink in. "I'm from your past."

"Exactly," she sneers without an ounce of remorse. I reach out and grip the back of her neck hauling her flush against me.

"You plan to kill me too, baby?" I say in a husky tone, her eyes fill with lust and my cock twitches in my pants.

"Yes."

I smirk. "Your mouth says yes but your eyes are telling me you want me to fuck you. Which is it?"

"You can fuck me now, take me right here in front of Trey and I promise you it will not sway me from my decision." I hear the truth in her words but I can't allow myself to believe what she says. If I do that then that means I've lost her and I just got her back.

"Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you in front of that little bitch so he knows who you belong to?"

Her eyes burn with indignation. She grips the front of my shirt and pulls me down until we are at eye level. "Fuck me but it changes nothing. I told you, Grayson, sex is a transaction. I feel nothing but the reprieve of some of my pent up frustrations easing after I come. It means nothing to me." I can read between the lines, what she really means is, I mean nothing to her.

Fuck this.

I smash my lips against hers, she can say whatever the fuck she wants but I know deep down inside of her that she feels something for me too. No woman can go through what she did and hand their body over to another without trusting them to take care of her and respect her boundaries. She let me fuck her by that lake because she knew I would never hurt her, she only allowed Trey to join in because she wanted to prove to herself that she wasn't in over her head.

Before I can deepen the kiss further she breaks it and steps back. I'm about to protest but when she grips the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head I snap my mouth closed. The black sports bra she wears looks like it's suffocating her tits. I attempt to step forward but freeze when that fucker plasters himself against her back. He doesn't skip a beat as she peers at him over her shoulder, he captures her lips in a kiss and my first reaction is to break his face but my cock hardens at the sight of her kissing him.

Do I like this?

My train of thought is cut off when he grips her bra and pulls it over her head, breaking their kiss as her gaze remains on him. That pisses me off more than him kissing her. He flicks his gaze to me and I see the want he has for her in his eyes.

"Kiss her." As if my body has a mind of its own I step forward. She swings her head to me and I don't wait for her to refuse me, I seal my lips to hers and moan the moment her tongue invades my mouth. Unlike last time, this isn't hurried or rushed, we're taking our time exploring each other. I feel Trey cupping her tits from behind. I swallow the moan that tumbles from her lips when he tweaks her nipples. "Pull his cock out, baby." I tense at his words not liking him being in control but that thought flees me when she pops the button of my jeans and peels the zipper down.

The moment my jeans hit the floor she pushes my boxers down my legs and I feel my hard cock slap against my shirt. Her dainty fingers wrap around me and I hiss, breaking the kiss. Her eyes are glazed and filled with lust as she strokes me. My mouth waters when she drops her head back to rest against Trey's shoulder as he nips at her neck and continues to tweak her nipples. Before I can get lost in the feeling of her stroking my dick, she drops her hold and turns to face Trey.

He smirks and opens his arms wide allowing her control over what happens next. She grips the waistband of his sweats and pushes them down his legs, dropping to her knees in front of him. He strokes her cheek with the backs of his fingers and moans when she grips his cock.

"Suck both our cocks, baby," he growls. She reaches and grabs my cock. Using her hold on my dick, she pulls me forward so Trey and I stand opposite each other, his eyes slam closed and he flings his head back, groaning when she wraps her lips around him. "Fuck, all the way, baby. I want you to swallow me as far as you can." She obeys him without complaint, her hand continuing to work my dick and I bite down on my lip to keep from groaning but the moment she releases him with a wet pop and takes me into her mouth, I lose the battle and groan.

"Fuck your mouth feels so good," I praise as she continues to bob her head up and down on my dick while stroking Trey with her hand. I cut a glance to him and see he's watching her and the way his eyes darken at the sight of her gagging on my cock gets him off. Before I can get too lost in the feeling of her hot wet mouth, Trey grips her hair and pulls her off my dick, her gaze swinging to him immediately.

"Stand." She does as he commands and it pisses me off. "Lose your pants." She quickly rids herself of her yoga pants and panties, the sight of her bare pussy has me nibbling on my bottom lip. "You're going to bend over the desk, sit on my face so I can eat that perfect little cunt while my boy fucks it." I stare at him in… I don't know, awe I guess because the way Doxy's eyes light up changes everything. She's getting off on him commanding her. Trey releases her and sits down, resting his back against the desk. She comes forward and folds herself over the edge of the desk, he grips her legs and places them over his shoulders then grips the globes of her ass pulling her onto his mouth. She cries out and fuck it's the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

I plant my feet either side of Trey's legs and line my cock up with her entrance. I jerk back when I feel his tongue accidentally lick the tip of my cock. He pauses his movements but before I can dwell on that shit, I push inside her, loving the cries that tear from her as I slowly push inside her inch by inch.

Fuck this feels like home!