Chapter 137: THE FUCKING CUNT
VICTOR
"Fuck me, Victor! Oh god, fuck me harder!"
The woman riding my cock was bouncing frantically while I gripped her hips and thrust up into her dripping pussy, her tits bouncing in my face with every movement.
"That’s it, take it all," I growled, slamming her down harder on my cock.
The other woman was grinding her pussy against my mouth and tongue, her thighs trembling on either side of my head.
"Don’t stop, please don’t stop," she moaned, her hands in my hair pulling me closer.
I sucked her clit hard and she screamed, her whole body shaking.
"I’m going to cum, Victor, oh fuck I’m cumming!" The one riding me threw her head back and her pussy clenched around my cock.
All three of us were moaning and sweating in the dark light of my hideout, the bed creaking under our weight.
Then a knock came from the door, causing all of us to halt at once.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I growled and shoved both women off me.
They scrambled away disappointed and whining while I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, my cock still rock hard and slick with her wetness.
I yanked the door open ready to kill whoever was interrupting.
Lila stood there looking annoyed as hell.
She walked past me into the room without waiting to be invited and her eyes landed on the two naked women trying to cover themselves.
She rolled her eyes. "Of course."
"You’re the one who showed up unannounced," I pointed out, walking to the small bar and pouring myself whiskey.
"I sent you a message about Jason." Lila crossed her arms. "I haven’t seen him in two days and you should at least pretend to give a shit about your son."
I took a long sip of whiskey, letting it burn down my throat. "Why would I pretend?"
"Are you serious right now?" Lila’s voice went sharp. "Can you at least act like a concerned father for once in your pathetic life?"
I turned to face her, leaning against the bar. "That’s because I know exactly where Jason is."
She stopped moving. "What do you mean?"
"My spies told me the twins captured him a few days ago when he tried to kidnap Amaris." I swirled the whiskey in my glass. "They’ve got him locked in the dungeons at Gravemoon."
Lila’s eyes went wide. "Why the fuck would Jason try to kidnap her?"
My expression changed instantly, the casual mask dropping away.
Because I never told him to do that.
I only told him to watch Amaris and report back to me with information, not to fucking kidnap her.
I set down my glass and walked toward Lila fast, my bare feet silent on the floor.
She glanced at my face, horrid by my rage that it made her take a step back but I was faster, my hand shooting out to grab her throat.
Not hard enough to choke but firm enough to control, my fingers pressing against her pulse.
"Did you tell him to kidnap her?" My voice came out deadly calm.
Lila’s eyes went wide and she tried to speak but I tightened my grip slightly, my other hand moving to cup her breast through her dress and squeeze roughly.
"I swear I didn’t—" she gasped out. "I never told Jason anything about kidnapping."
I studied her face, searching for any sign of deception while my hand kneaded her breast, feeling her nipple harden under my palm through the fabric.
Her pulse was racing under my fingers on her throat, her pupils dilated wide, and her breathing was coming faster.
She was telling the truth.
But I wasn’t done reminding her of her place.
I released her throat and grabbed the front of her expensive dress, ripping it down the middle in one violent motion.
"Victor please..." she begged, desperately. Don’t know why, isn’t this the kind of thing she enjoyed?
The fabric tore easily and Lila gasped, stumbling backward until she hit the bed and fell onto it hard.
She looked up at me angry and about to protest but I climbed on top of her before she could speak, pinning her down with my full body weight.
"Let me remind you of something very important." I grabbed both her wrists and held them above her head with one hand while the other went back to her throat. "I’m the one in control here, not you."
My hand slid down from her throat slowly, trailing over her collarbone to her breast, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp and arch underneath me.
"You work for me." I twisted her nipple through her bra and she whimpered, the sound going straight to my still-hard cock. "I can make you into something powerful or I can destroy you so completely that no one will remember your name."
I ripped her bra off with one hand, the clasp snapping, and tossed it aside.
My mouth went to her breast immediately, biting down hard enough to leave marks while she arched and moaned underneath me.
"You’re a tool, Lila." I bit harder and she cried out. "My tool to use however I see fit."
I moved to her other breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth while my hand went back to her throat.
"Say it," I demanded against her skin. "Tell me what you are."
"I’m yours," she gasped out, her body trembling. "I’m your tool."
"Good girl." I squeezed her throat slightly and felt her pussy getting wetter where my leg was pressed between her thighs. "You get so fucking wet when I remind you who owns you."
My hand moved from her throat down her body, groping her breast again, pinching her nipple hard enough to make her gasp.
"Every time you think about stepping out of line, every time you think about making decisions without me, I want you to remember this moment." I grabbed her face roughly with one hand. "Remember who the fuck is in charge."
"I understand," she breathed, her eyes locked on mine.
I pulled back and looked down at her flushed face, her swollen lips, her marked breasts. "Speaking of things I know, I know you have Nia locked up in your little prison."
Lila’s eyes went wide with genuine surprise. "How the fuck do you know that?"
I smirked and grabbed her throat again, lifting her partially off the bed so our faces were inches apart.
"I have people everywhere, I know everything that happens in every pack." I squeezed slightly, watching her struggle to breathe. "I know who you fuck, who you torture, who you kill. I know every dirty secret you think you’re hiding, you fucking cunt."
I let go and she fell back gasping for air, coughing.
