Chapter 16

Taylan

Three weeks later…

I've been in the States for a month and I'm still no fucking closer to finding Koda. Riley managed to find some intel on his whereabouts but when I checked it out the intel proved to be bullshit, the fucker lied just so they could get the 20k. I have a routine now and I fucking hate it, I don't like keeping to the same schedule, it makes you predictable and in my line of work that is never a good thing. I always make sure Knox and Lake's schedules are never the same two days in a row. Lake is always changing shifts at the hospital. When she goes on maternity leave that is going to make my life so much easier.

She's three months pregnant now and I'm missing it. I love watching her belly grow bigger. That shit fascinates me how a baby can grow inside their mother.

Destiny is still holding a fucking grudge for keeping her in the dark about why we went to the underground. She constantly gives me the cold shoulder while the sun is up but the moment darkness falls she is on me with a vengeance, fucking me like she hates me. In those stolen moments under the cover of darkness she changes from the cold bitch persona she exudes during the daylight and becomes a seductress.

Fucking her is becoming an addiction and it's not just fucking her. Spending every minute of every day with her is not what I expected. I tire of the same people, except for my brother's and the girls, and I hate to admit it but I… don't hate being around the Slayer.

"Come on, move your ass," Gage snaps at her from outside the ring. I bite down on my tongue to stop myself from biting back at him, he constantly oversteps. I'm her trainer, not him! "You're being sloppy!"

She throws her hands in the air and spins away from me to glare at her father. "You want to get in here and try it?"

"Destiny, he's just trying to help." She spins toward the entrance of the gym to see her mother walking toward us. Over the past month I have learned a lot about Destiny Murdoch without her having to say a word. She adores both her parents and loves them dearly, but her mother doesn't agree with the path she has chosen.

"No. He is forgetting that I fired him as my trainer and made him my manager." I shoot Gage a toothy grin when he scowls at me. "I can't do this with him breathing down my throat, Mom."

Anya's features soften as she climbs up by her husband who places a kiss on her cheek and wraps his arm around her waist. "He just wants you to win."

Destiny scoffs. "No, you swayed him to your side," she mutters bitterly.

Anya purses her lips clearly upset. "Baby girl, I will support you no matter what."

"Then support my dream of wanting to be in the ring, Mom," she pleads. I drop my gaze to the floor suddenly feeling like I am intruding on a private moment.

"If I truly believed that this was your dream, I would be the one in that ring training you." I snap my eyes up to stare at Anya, never expecting that to come out of her mouth. "You know I had to fight in a cage daily for my life. I know what it's like to need to fight but I also know what it's like when you hide behind your pain and use fighting as your escape from reality." I watch Destiny slowly shutdown as her mother gets closer to the truth that she continues to hide from them. I'll be honest, it's getting fucking harder and harder to keep lying to everyone and hide the truth about who kidnapped her. I can't even give my brothers the intel they need to track Koda better without giving away Destiny's secret.

"This is what I want," Destiny snaps before spinning around to face me and giving her parents her back. "Let's go again," she snaps angrily.

I shake my head and remove the pads from my hands. "You're done for the day, hit the showers and cool off."

"Fuck you, I want to go again," she pushes.

I force more bite into my tone. "I said you are done, get out of the ring, now!" Her nostrils flare in indignation.

"Asshole," she mumbles as she storms away. Gage shoots me a look that tells me to tread carefully with his daughter before following after her. I grab the discarded pads from the ground and hop out of the ring. I place them all back on the shelves and turn to leave, but come to a stop when I see Anya standing a couple feet away with a scrutinizing look on her face.

"Can I help you?" I ask.

Her eyes crinkle at the corners. "Are you screwing her for fun or because you care?"

I choke on my own spit. "Lady with the jacked up idea, say what now?" I wheeze out.

Her eyes harden. "Don't deny it. I can see it in the way you subtly touch her and follow her movements with your eyes when you think no one is watching."

I cross my arms over my chest and smack my lips. "You've come in here like six times, how the hell would you know that?"

She comes closer leaving a few inches of space between us. "She doesn't like me watching her train but this place has cameras everywhere." I gulp and tense, a cocky smirk touches the corner of her mouth. "So, have you been screwing her since you followed her into the locker room or…"

Fuck!

I grip the back of my neck and cringe at the knowing look in her eyes. "Honestly, I don't know what we are doing. We're glued to each other's sides for the foreseeable future. She doesn't speak to me unless it's to do with training or?—"

"Yeah, that's enough details." I nod eagerly to end this conversation. "Let's be clear about a few things. I watch every training on the cameras daily. She is mine and Gage's world. You hurt our world and we'll blow yours apart. Look after her." She turns on her heel, leaving me standing here gaping at her until she stops and looks back at me. "She needs to stop dropping her left arm when she strikes, it's a tell. She also needs to work on her arm bar, her grip isn't strong enough." I stand here with my eyes, mouth hanging open and nod like an idiot. "Before her fight with Tiana she isn't going to fight Kiara to prove to her father she is ready, she is going to fight me ." My jaw is practically hitting the fucking floor at her declaration. I don't know how much time has passed when Destiny comes to stand before me with a weird look on her face.

"Close your mouth, you look like a dead dog." I shake my head and snap my mouth closed, sending her a filthy look as I brush past her.

"No more slacking or Sundays off," I call out as I make my way toward the exit with her racing after me.

"Why?"

"Your mother just told me the fight with your aunt is out."

"She can't do that?—"

"She can and she did."

"No, I am going to fight?—"

"Oh, you are going to fight before the match with Tiana, but it isn't against your aunt."

She grabs my arm and pulls me to a stop, I blow out a frustrated breath as I turn to face her. "Who am I going to fight?" The happiness in her tone is clear.

"Your mother." Her face slackens and her mouth parts on a gasp, she looks like she's seen a ghost. "Close your mouth before I shove my cock in it." Her shock is quickly replaced by a heated look as she stares up at me, she takes a step forward and I take one back shaking my head.

"Scared?" she teases.

"Fuck no. But I also don't like the idea of your mother watching me fuck you on the cameras since she watches every one of your trainings." I could fist bump the air right now, I've managed to stun her silent twice in the span in five minutes and fuck it's a glorious feeling.

I dip my finger into the sauce I have simmering on the stove and nearly groan at the taste. Mom taught me, Xan and Knox all how to cook. She said she refused to let the three of us go off into the world without being able to fend for ourselves. Destiny comes bounding into the kitchen, peering around my shoulder to get a look at what I'm cooking.

"That smells so good," she moans. I can smell her shampoo and inhale again, cementing that scent to memory. When we got home, she was punished and forced to suck my cock like a good girl but I had to punish her again because the greedy bitch swallowed my cum without sharing a drop, so I fucked her against the front door and then ate that perfect cunt until she gave me what I wanted. She gripped me by my hair and yanked my head back, kissing me until I shared what we both wanted. I've never met a girl who was into cum swapping before and fuck me it is a huge turn on that she is just as into it as I am. She promised to let me try sucking it out of her ass tonight.

"Your salad is in the fridge," I say as I gently push back against her so she shifts out of my way as I pour the sauce over the pasta. I look over at her and she is practically salivating at the sight of my pasta. "Get your greedy eyes off my prize."

"Just a little taste, please," she whines. I shake my head and turn around to rinse the pan. At the sound of a moan behind me, I spin around and glare at the thieving devil.

"Hey! Get out of it," I scold as I shoulder her out of the way and rescue my pasta. Her eyes are shining with need but not for me, for the fucking pasta I have clutched in my hands. "You look like a rabid dog."

"I don't care. I need that pasta, hand it over, Tay Tay."

"You are out of your fucking mind, this baby is mine." I spin away from her, making my way to the sofa when her words have me freezing on the spot.

"I'll suck the sauce off your dick," She says in a sultry tone. This is the most we have spoken outside of training and fucking, granted she is offering to suck my dick over dinner. "The carbs are in the pasta, I just want the sauce," she adds on.

Be strong, say no!

"Fuck, your cock would taste so good with that sauce…"

I'm weak!

I turn to face her. Balancing the bowl in one hand, I push my shorts down with the other, her eyes shine with triumph as they keep darting between my plate and my hardening cock.

"If I let you suck my cock and have the sauce, I still get that ass though, right?" The corner of her mouth tilts into a smile as she lazily makes her way toward me.

"How about, I suck some of the sauce off your cock and you can use the rest to smear over my ass when you eat it out?"

Jesus take the fucking wheel. She is perfect!

"Deal!" I shout so loud I make myself flinch. Her satisfied smirk would spur my competitive side to life any other time, but she is mistaken if she thinks she is the one winning this game. She stops a foot away from me and grips the hem of her tank top and peels it over her head, exposing those dusty-pink nipples I've come to crave sucking on. Some nights when she puts a movie on I just sit there sucking on them, driving her insane with need. She cups her tits and tilts her head back, releasing a low groan when she tweaks her nipples.

"Fuck." I swallow and force myself to remain silent and act unaffected but my cock gives me away, it's now rock hard and jutting against my abs. She hooks her thumbs in her shorts and pushes them down her legs, her baby-blue thong does absolutely fucking nothing to cover her pussy, I can see it through the thin lace.

I'm no longer starving for pasta.

"Hand me the plate, Tay Tay." I nod like a good boy and hand it to her, then peel my own shirt off. My body ramps up when she slowly lowers to her knees before me. I step forward, loving the way her pupils dilate. She purses her lips and looks between the bowl and my cock for a few seconds. "The only way this is going to work is if you fuck the pasta for a bit."

I snort. "Hold the bowl, Slayer." The look on her face gives away the fact she thought I would decline her, fuck no! I am getting my cock sucked. I grip the base of my dick and slowly press it into the pasta making sure to coat it in the sauce, after a minute I pull back. She places the bowl on the ground and locks her arms behind her back like I have shown her how to and opens her mouth waiting for me.

Fuck the sight of her naked with her mouth open waiting for me is better than staring at the Mona Lisa . She's never looked more beautiful to me than she does at this moment.

Shit.

Am I catching feelings?

I push that stupid thought out of my mind as I push the tip in her mouth teasing her. She moans and licks her lips when I pull back. "You gonna let me fuck that pretty face how I like?"

"Yes."

"You sure you can take it?"

She flicks her gaze to mine. "I can take it, you have my consent to do whatever the fuck you want." That's all I needed. I push forward and throw my head back, groaning when she wraps those perfect fucking lips around my cock. She is a goddamn pro at giving head. She bobs up and down in a quick rhythm. When she sucks me all the way to the back of her throat, I fist my hand in her hair.

"Fuck yes, baby, suck it like that." I keep her in place by her hair as I begin thrusting my hips. The sound of her gagging sends shudders down my spine. I rip her head back by her hair, loving the vision of her spit coating her chin and running down her throat all the way to those perfect fucking tits. "I wonder if Daddy knows his baby girl is a fucking freak and loves to suck my cock." She barely has a chance to moan before I'm shoving my dick down her throat again. She gets off when I tell her how dirty she is and how her father would have a conniption if he knew just how freaky his daughter is.

"Hmmmm." Her moans send vibrations through my cock to my balls and have me shuddering and wanting to cum. I rip her off my cock before I can do just that.

"Get up and lean over the arm of the sofa, spread those fucking legs and keep your arms behind your back." She climbs to her feet and eagerly obeys me. When she tries to rid herself of her thong I smack her hands away and force her over the arm of the sofa by the back of her neck. "Did I say to touch?"

"No," she purrs. I draw my arm back and smack her ass, loving the imprint of my palm on her skin. She wiggles her ass wanting more.

"Greedy bitch." I release her and grab the bowl off the floor. "Open that ass up for me, baby." She grips the globes of her ass and opens it for me, my cock twitching at the sight. I smear my fingers through the pasta and coat them in the sauce before running them through her crack.

"Shit."

"I've barely touched you," I scold. She whimpers in response. I repeat the process twice more before discarding the bowl and dropping to my knees behind her. My eyes widen at the sight of how wet her panties are. I press my nose against her pussy and inhale her musky scent, groaning.

"I'm so wet for you, Tay Tay," she rasps out.

"Who does this pussy belong to, baby?"

I jerk back horrified that shit came out of my fucking mouth!

"It's yours, Tay, now eat my ass and make me come." I shake off my stupor and do as she asked. Gripping her thong I pull it up so the string is pulled taut against her hole before licking her from top to bottom. "Holy fuck, Taylan," she cries out when I swirl my tongue around that puckered hole I have been dying to sink my cock into for a month.

I alternate between tongue fucking her ass and fingering it, the second I add a second finger she cries out forcing me to still.

"Don't stop, it feels so good," she begs. I pull my fingers free and slide the ruined thong down her legs, then bury two fingers in her ass again while I eat her weeping pussy, loving the scream that rips out of her. "Oh fuck, Taylan, I won't last," she cries. I continue stretching her ass while I tongue fuck her greedy little cunt. When I feel her grow tense I pull back and stand, she glares at me over her shoulder. "What the fuck?" she growls.

I narrow my eyes and land a swift slap to her ass. Her glare melts off her face instantly and is replaced with a lustful look.

"Open that ass and don't move those fucking hands." She does as I say but keeps looking back at me. I know she's scared so I force myself to go slow. "Try to relax and breathe, baby, I didn't let you come because it would have been more painful for you. I promise this is going to feel so good and I'll make you come so hard."

"Okay," she whispers. "I trust you." Those three words give me pause, she shouldn't trust me. She shouldn't feel anything for me! The thoughts slip my mind when she presses her ass against my cock, drawing me back to the moment.