25. Emily

TWENTY-FIVE

EMILY

I should have kept my mouth shut, there was no need for me to say anything. but Nitro did not get angry with me. Can I blame him? No.

Red Eyes scares me, and when he comes into the apartment, I start counting the seconds. When is he going to slit my throat, because if any of them issue the threat and will follow through with it, it's him. Blue Eyes doesn't talk, but even he creeps me out. I can hear it in Red Eyes' voice, he will killed me if he needs to.

He's given me a week to open my memory. Does he think I've not been trying? I have, and I'm not getting anything solid for me to give them. I'm not sure how I can get the memories going forward? If I knew I would have done it by now.

I look over at the door when it opens, and my whole body tenses up when I see Red Eyes walking in. Seeing White Eyes should make me feel better, but for some reason it doesn't. They all sit on the couch and I'm not sure who I should be looking at.

"I'm only going to say this once-" I look over at Red Eyes, sitting on the table. "-You tell anyone, and I mean anyone, be it even a fucking dog, our name leaves your mouth I promise I will slit your throat, but before I kill you, I'll find your sister and kill her in front of you. Do I make myself clear?" he asks.

I stare at him, as the lump in my throat is so big I can't even swallow it down. The man is fucking crazy. I take a quick glance at the other three, wondering are they all this crazy, and he's the only one who doesn't care.

"Yes," I whisper, looking back at him. He leans forward leaving a small space between us, and I know he's smiling under that mask.

"Just so you know, I'm always watching." He stands up and three of them leave without another word, and I'm left with just White Eyes .

Bringing my legs up closer to my chest, I lean back into the couch, and turn to face him. I don't know if I should talk or wait for him to say something to me. He leans forward and starts rolling up a joint, and I hear him take a deep breath in.

"My brothers come before anything, no woman will ever come before them. If I have to pick between a woman and them it will always be them." He stops and licks the paper before joining the joint together. "I will kill anything who tries to hurt my family, you don't need to know about my family. But one thing you should know, and I'll tell my brothers when the time is right, but for now I'm informing you. It's no secret I find you so fucking sexy, and now I've had a taste I don't plan on letting you go. So you have two choices, let me fuck you when I want, or you're mine, and no other man will ever touch you again." He leans back on the couch, lights the joint, and relaxes his head on the back. "If you agree, you enter my world-" he turns his head towards me, takes the joint out from between his lips and smiles. "It's one hell of a place to be, you've not seen anything yet."

I have no idea why, but I'm smiling. I have a feeling his world is one crazy ride, but also one which is protected from everything that is evil in the world.

I go to open my mouth and speak but have no idea what I want to say. Do I crave him? God, yes. Do I wish for him to touch me? Yes. Do I want to be taken into his world with his brothers? Now that has me asking the question a few times.

I stare at him for a moment, his eyes closed, but his body is tensed up. I would love to know what he is thinking, or what demons run through his head.

Moving over to him, I sit on his lap, making him open his eyes and look at me. His tongue moves over his bottom lip before putting the joint between his lips.

I touch the side of his lip, the only skin on show and I take in a deep breath taking in every ounce of his scent around me. How can this man be the one I crave yet I haven't seen his face, but yet I want to be his, and only his.

Moving my hands down his chest I flinch when he grabs my hand. It's a tight grip, too.

"Don't touch my stomach?" Even though he is speaking and it's only the creep fucked up computer voice, I know he's serious, yet I had to ask the stupid question.

"Why?" I regretted it the second the word escaped me.

"You're not ready to learn about my demons, little tiger." What are the demons? How bad can they be? I look down at his stomach, not sure why I can't see anything over his black hoodie. It's the only clothes I've seen him wear, well it's the only clothes they all wear. "What're you choosing little tiger? Once this is all over you can walk away, or are you ready to jump into my world?" I lean closer to him and kiss him, because I want his world. The world which I know is going to be crazy as hell, but yet the pull to him is far too strong.

He pulls me away, and takes a drag from the joint. He sits up a little, with his other hand on my hip so I don't move away from him.

"You ready to meet the man behind the mask?" he asks and I stare at him like a deer caught in headlights. "Remove it."

With shaking hands I bring them to the bottom of his mask. I've wanted to remove this from the moment he kissed me, and now that I can, I can hear the pounding of my heart in my ears.

"I don't bite. I enjoy doing other things." His lips curl into a smile, and I don't know how to take that. Should I be scared of him?

Closing my eyes I bring the mask up, once it's removed I slowly open my eyes and I stare into the white eyes I've dreamed about for so long now. I can't remember ever looking at anyone else's eyes. Finally breaking eye contact from him I take in the most handsome face I've seen ever. He has tattoos on his face, one by his eye, his neck is covered in them too, but I can't really see them yet, as his bandana is in my way I can see more tattoos on the bottom of his jaw line. I know he's dangerous, and his face screams it too. If I saw him on a dark night, I'd be scared to walk on the same side of the road as him. Yet I find him sexy, handsome, and he's all mine now.

Placing the joint between his lips, he brings his fingers to his eyes, and removes the contact lenses, and I stare into his brown eyes. They are full of darkness, pain, and vengence. It makes me wonder how dark his life is for his eyes to hold all that darkness? He then removes the bandada, and I moan a little when I see the full neck tattoo. Oh fuck this man is sexy. I wait for him to talk, because I'm so wet for him right now, I'm itching for him to be inside me.

"My name is Nitro, and I want you to remove the wet panites which are soaking on my leg, and then you can ride me."

I stand up, and pull my dress over my head, throw it on the floor, and remove my panites. I watch him undo his jeans, and when he pulls them down I see his cock spring free. I knew it was big, I fucking felt it when he was fucking my pussy, and when he was fucking my mouth, but now I get to see the long thick cock with veins visably pumping through it.

"How wet are you?" he asks, and I smile, as I sit back on his lap, grab a hold of his hard cock and guide it inside me. "So fucking wet, and all mine. Say it little tiger, who do you belong to now?" he asks, as I push myself further down his cock, I moan as he fills me all the way to his balls, deep inside me, and it feels amazing. He grabs my jaw, and I look at him. "Who do you belong to now, little tiger?"

"I belong to you, I belong to Nitro." I moan as I begin to ride him, and I fuck him hard because the man is fucking controlling me, and I love it.

He slaps my ass, which makes me moan for him, and he slaps it once again, before grabbing it hard. Leaning in closer to him I kiss him, and moan when he kisses me back, feeling one of his hands at the back of my neck pulling me in closer.

Nitro pulls away, lifts me off him, he slips on a condom and before I can slide his cock back in, he lifts me up and slams his hard cock inside me. Then he slaps my ass even harder this time.

"Don't hold back," he tells me, slapping my ass again, and I do as he tells me. I rock my hips faster, moaning as I rub my clit against him, his cock moving deeper inside me with every thrust.

I lick my lips when he smiles at me, once more slapping my ass. That's when I feel it. I feel his finger moving to my asshole. Is he going to put a finger in my ass? Do I want him too?

"Oh fuck!" I almost scream when he pushes his finger inside me.

He slaps my ass, and smiles. "Fuck me, and fuck me hard." I do as I'm asked, and move my hips as his finger moves in and out of my ass, and I'm fucking loving it. I want more of it.

I grab his shoulder as my body is about to explode with the sensation of all this. I can see him. I get to hear him. I get to fuck him and there is nothing between us anymore.

"Ohhh God, I'm coming." I scream, my nails digging into his shoulder as my body erupts with the orgasm rushing through me.

Once my body begins to come down from the high, Nitro grabs my hips and begins fucking me. His cock is slamming inside me like this is all he has, he needs to fuck me. He stops, lifts me off him, and turns me around.

His hands are on my ass and he's licking the spot where his finger was only seconds ago, licking it, and I feel my body getting excited all over again.

"Oh, yes," I moan, as he continues to lick me. I feel him pull away, opening my ass cheeks, then I feel him spit in my hole, and before I can do anything he pulls me down, feeling the head of his cock at my entrance, and begins lowering me.

"Fuck, so tight," I hear him as he continues to lower me, he's slowed right down, as he pushes inside me. I grab his arms feeling the tightens.

"Of fuck, it's too big, but don't stop," I shout, as I want to feel him inside my ass.

He pushes harder, as he pushes the last inch of his cock inside me, I sit on his lap again, and I scream out in pleasure.

Nitro is in full control as he fucks my ass, his balls slapping my wet pussy. He continues to fuck my ass, then I feel his hand on my clit, and I scream when he slaps it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, God yes." I moan, wanting more from him, I want it all.

I moan and groan as he fucks my ass, slaps my clit, over and over again.

"So fucking wet," Nitro shouts, as he cups my pussy and I feel how wet his hand is, but all he does it rub my wetness over my clit, before bringing both hands to my hips, and he lifts me a little as he thrust his hips into my ass.

"I'm going to come!" I shout at him, and before I can do anything I come around him, my body shaking as it rushes through me.

His fingers dig into my hips as he holds tight, and I hear him murmur a cuss as he thrust a few more times.

"Fuck," I hear as he slows down his thrusts, and he pulls me back so I'm leaning on his chest. "Hope you're ready for a night of fucking," he kisses the side of my neck before letting me get off him.

"As long as it's with you, I'm ready." I turn to face him grabbing my dress off the floor.

"I think being naked looks better on you," he takes the dress from me making me laugh, and I look over his body raising my brows at him. "I'll get naked, but you can't ask questions, that's the deal," he tells me, as he pulls the condom off, and I see he's getting hard again already, fuck the man is a beast. And he's my beast. My life is now his, and I'm excited.

"No questions, but will I get answers-"

"Not yet, but you will."

"Can I ask about the tattoos?" I ask.

He spreads his arms over the couch, and smiles, licking his lips. "You get to ask one question about a tattoo every time we fuck, so it all depends on how many times I get to taste, and fuck you."

"Deal," I say before he can even finish the sentence, and it makes him laugh, a sound which is so bloody sexy I want to hear it again and again.

He pulls off his hoodie and t-shirt, and my sight goes straight to the bandage around his stomach, and I want to ask but fight myself to stay quiet.

"So how about you come over here, and sit on my face so I can taste your sweet wet pussy, then you get to ask your first question." He pulls me over and I stand on the sofa legs apart, and he leans his head back, getting the perfect view of my pussy, and he smiles to himself. "All fucking mine," he says as he pulls me to sit on his face.

"All fucking yours." I moan as he sucks on my clit.

I've picked my life with him, and right now I don't think I would want to change anything about it, because I'm with the sexiest man I've ever seen, a man who is sex crazy, a man who can get me wet in seconds, and a man no matter what he says will protect me.

Yes, I'm his, and I wouldn't change it.