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We may be men with a low moral code, but the viciousness that burns through our souls is unmatched. Leading him down to the basement, we find Sarge and Bruno standing guard near the chained-up assholes who dared to hurt my girl. The stripped men look a little worse for wear. I’m not surprised Rue’s guards took some of their anger out on them.
“They hurt your girl?” Theias sizes up my captives.
“She has bruises on her back from a knee, her hip from hitting the ground, a handprint on her rib cage, and a lump on her head from cracking it off the tile as they took her down.” My fist flies, knocking a tooth out of one man’s face.
“She’s tiny, is she not?” His voice lacks emotion.
“Like a fine China doll.” I watch in satisfaction as Theias pounds the other man until he’s unrecognizable.
“Boss!” Granger’s voice halts me from moving forward with my desire to knock more teeth out.
“What?” I snap at him as I race up the stairs, sure of why he’s calling me.
Rue stands in the hallway, wearing just a tiny tank top that does nothing to hide the visibility of her nipples or the dark curls of hair between her legs.
“Little girl,” I growl as I scoop her up into my arms, pressing her against the wall as her ankles hook around my back. “What are you doing out of bed?”
Her fingers crawl up my neck and sink into my hair, pulling on the strands as her eyes search mine. “You didn’t come back to me, Daddy.” My dick has never gotten so hard so quickly.
Shoving the band of my pants down, I sink my dick into her soaked little honey trap in one smooth thrust. “That what you wanted, little one?” I hear a distressed sound and turn my head to see Tyler and Marshall spinning on their heels, leaving the way they were about to come in.
“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice isn’t nearly as quiet as when she’s speaking to me shyly. No, my little girl likes everyone to know just who her Daddy is.
Kissing along her neck as I thrust in and out of her tight cunt, it doesn’t take long until I feel her pussy fluttering around my length. Biting down on the tendon in the crook of her neck, fingers digging into the fleshy cheeks of her ass, I pump harder, deeper, holding her at my mercy.
I realize we’re being watched. I can feel eyes on us, but I don’t care, not when she’s wrapped so tightly around me. Not when she’s calling out for more from her Daddy, and I’m pleased to learn she isn’t, either.
“Oh, oh, Daddy!” Her scream pierces the air as she tumbles over the edge, crying into my chest as she sucks my own release right out of my balls.
“Touch her, and I’ll cut your fucking hand off,” I snarl at Theias. I felt him approach just as Rue started creaming on my dick.
“You stole her from me, Nick; I think it’s only fair.” Lifting my head, Rue is still pressed tight to my chest, knocked out from the force of her orgasm.
“Little girl,” I coax her to look up. Her eyes are glossed with lust as she leans her head back against the wall and stares at me. “This is Theias Lorde. You remember Adonis?” Her head nods slightly, but she doesn’t bother to look at the man. “This is his brother, the man your father sold you to before I stole you.”
Her eyes shift slightly to glance at him. I see her swallow her nerves, feel her sweet cunt tense around my still-hard dick.
“I think I was a little too hasty in my agreement to our terms,” Theias mutters as he draws a finger down the delicate column of her throat.
“You were.” I don’t let on that I’d have given him everything I have for her.
“You should know I’m not the only one who paid a hefty price for this sweet girl.” He sucks the finger that was touching her into his mouth.
Rue buries herself back into my body as I push off the wall and walk back to my office. “Marco, a blanket,” I ask the man as I pass him before sitting in my chair. “Who else?” I shouldn’t be surprised.
Theias takes a seat across from me as Marco enters, handing me the blanket, Mickey on his tail.
“Shit!” I laugh as the man stares at the deadly feline who makes himself comfortable on my desk again, his tail landing on Rue’s back and remaining there. “What the fuck is that thing?”
“Mickey.”
“Like the mouse?”
“More like a killer. Tore her mother to pieces.” I chuckle, not worried that Rue will hear me; she’s in her space where the only thing that matters is the feel of me and the sound of my pounding heart.
“Interesting.” He eyes the cat warily, only jumping slightly when Minnie butts her head against his leg. “Christ, let me guess, this is Minnie.” I nod, and he laughs.
“Who else?” I ask again. Kane and Brock enter the room, followed by Wes, Marshall, and Tyler. Marco is sitting on the sofa against the wall, looking casual but willing to kill at a moment’s notice.
