Page 45 of The First Seal
"Now, ride Little Deity." Ezra commands me in a deep voice.
"Yes, my King." Doing as I am told, I start bouncing. I can feel that these are so much larger than any of the guys. Sliding down slowly, I can feel ridges and bumps on both dildos. Someone starts sucking my clit as I ride. A moan escapes my lips when their tongue slides over my throbbing clit, I feel the leather indent by my knees like someone is standing there. Then a cock is shoved into my mouth, down my throat, cutting off my air supply. One mouth leaves my left nipple and a groan comes from my right side as the one on my right nipple bites down.
Once I relaxed after the sudden intrusion of my mouth, I could tell that the cock in my throat was Blaze’s. He is thrusting so brutally, I think my throat will be bruised on the inside and outside. I can feel the cock inside my mouth swelling, letting me know he is getting closer. So, I reach up and cup his balls, giving them a little squeeze. Earning me another animalistic growl that resembled an alligator growl.
I feel so completely full; a euphoric feeling washes over me as my own climax is about to hit. My legs start shaking. and stars start dancing in my darkened vision as my breathing quickens as I come so hard that Blaze follows with his own release, shooting his load down my throat. I can feel my orgasm leaking out of me around the toy. Blaze's presence disappears from in front of me.
Taking a minute to catch my breath, I hear moaning coming from everywhere.
I finally take off the blindfold to see what the fuck they stuck inside me. All I see is the crowd below. Some are watching me and some are preoccupied in various stages of pleasure. My breath catches in my throat when I make eye contact with my best friend Niko, standing there, his mouth agape in shock and what seems to be a hard on in his pants.
He looks away like he is embarrassed and I look over to my left.
All I see is Blaze standing beside Onyx, he then sniffs his face and licks him right beside his mouth. Just the sight of that makes me rock my hips again.
“I love your smell and the taste of you on my brother's face.” Blaze growls.
“You don’t need to lick me to taste her.” Onyx says with a wink.
I hear moaning to my right, so I look over, and there is Aspen fucking Ezra's ass, as Ezra has one of my nipples still in his mouth.
Bang! Bang!
Everything starts happening so fast as the sound of gunfire echoes throughout the club. People start screaming and panicking, rushing to get out of their precarious state of undress. The guys throw me my coat and tell me to stay put as they throw on jeans, running towards the entrance to see what is going on.
I don't listen and follow right behind them, pulling my coat around me. Once outside, all I see is blood everywhere and two lifeless bodies laying on the ground in a puddle of their combined blood, beside a car that is still running and the backdoor still ajar.
Ezra won't let me get any closer than the one hundred feet I am. But, I can see around his arms that one of the bodies appears to be an older gentleman in a suit, behind the car door, with multiple shots in his back. Taking a better look at the older man, I realize that it is Artemis, my family's butler. The man who was like a second father to me.
"Arty?" I cry out. The sinking feeling of dread fills my chest as tears slip down my cheeks. Memories of him taking care of me as a child all run through my mind like a movie scene ending in the red pooled blood under his lifeless body. Wait, why would Arty even be here?
Looking over to the other person I can tell, she is a young female in what seems to be an outfit fit for BDSM night. There are multiple shots in her back and what looks like a slit on the side of her throat. She has blue hair pulled back into a slick ponytail and umm.. Wait a minute, blue hair.
"No! Vee!" I scream as tears roll down my face onto Ezra's arm. The sinking feeling only sunk deeper as I felt my world shatter around me. My ride and die, my soul sister. I was screaming, but the sound wasn't hitting my ears. I could feel Ezra's arms tighten around me as I pushed against him struggling to get up to run to my remaining fallen family. I don’t know how, but I reached Vee in a flash and fell to my knees before her. I pulled her into my lap cradling her lifeless body, not caring about the blood covering me. I stroked her blue hair out of her face gazing at her vacant eyes, eyes that once held so much life and devotion. Why take you from me too? I whisper for her ears only. We had so many more things planned in this life, I needed you by my side, choking back another sob. In this life and the next I will find you sister, I promise. I kiss her head, my tears falling onto her ashen skin. Onyx finally reaches me, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me from Vee. Blaze continues to try and stand in front of me blocking my sight. It doesn’t do any good, I've already seen everything, but I continued to claw at the arms holding me, screaming and crying on deaf ears as they pulled me back into the night club away from Vee and Arty.
Chapter twenty-eight
Onyx
Four days later
We ended up closing the club for a few days after what had happened to Vee and Arty, the night of the BDSM night at the club. When the medics got there, they stated that both Arty and Vee were DOA (dead on arrival). We already knew it, but I didn't want to tell Ember that because her world had already started to crash around her when she saw them on the ground in a pool of blood.
My Little Siren has been a numb zombie the past few days, just moving through the day to day motions. We gave her the space and time she needed to process and were always there with comfort food or whatever she needed. Blaze would run her a bubble bath every night and read some sort of book to her every night. Apparently, they are called dark romance, but in all reality, it's basically porn. Ezra and Aspen helped by baking her favorite desserts. I helped by trying to figure out who the fuck killed Arty and Vee or if the two were connected to who kidnapped Iris.
Aspen and Ezra went over to the mansion to grab her fur balls, so that she would have them with her at the penthouse. It was no longer safe enough for her to be at her apartment or at the Chertanov mansion.
Whoever said everything happens in threes lied. Ember has lost both her parents, her sister was kidnapped, she has to marry someone within a year and a half, Arty was just killed, and he was a second father to her, and Vee, her best friend, was just murdered.
But, hopefully, tonight she can let loose and have some fun.
"Little Siren." I sing-song throughout the penthouse. Rounding the corner to the one hallway off of the living room. I hear Bad Omens TDOPAM blaring from the end of the hallway.
Reaching the door, I remember that we started re-decorating this room, to turn it into a little personal space for Ember. She was saying the other day how she wished that she had somewhere to go that was quiet. The room needed to have a large window and enough space for a comfortable couch and bookshelves. We finally got everything set up last night and put where she wanted it, Ember has been in there all day.
"Little Siren." I trilled, as I knock on the door. I don't hear a response. Maybe the music is too loud, and she can't hear me. What if she is sleeping? Do I wake her up?
Shaking my head, I slowly open the door and peek my head in. There she is on the couch in front of the large window, sleeping. Walking into the room I close the door behind me. Tip toeing over towards her, trying to not wake her just yet. I pushed the strands of hair behind her ear that were in her face.