“What is this?” I’m so tired of surprises.
“It’s your father’s phone. There’s some interesting content on it.” He walks past Elli, not even bothering to look at her, and goes to exit the kitchen.
“My father and her mother?” I ask, needing to know.
He pauses, wanting a second to decide if he wants to tell me or not. “They’re both still alive. For now. But don’t worry, you have my word they won’t ever leave Carnage. The guys have already found her mother to be useful, and they enjoy the way your father begs.” He smiles. “Now enjoy your wife, I know I would.” He turns and exits the kitchen. I hear the front door open and close seconds later.
I slide my father’s phone into a kitchen drawer; I’ll come back and get it later. Walking over to Elli, I grab a hold of her shoulders, pulling her face and chest up off the island. Picking her up in my arms and grabbing her water, I carry her into the master suite bathroom.
I sit on the edge of the corner Jacuzzi tub and hold on to her with one arm while the other turns on the faucet. Once the water is where I know she’ll like it, I stand and set her on the edge.
Her head falls forward, and I cup her cheeks, holding it in place. “Elli, I need you to help me out a little, okay?”
Heavy eyes open and look around aimlessly. “Sin?”
“You need a bath, Elli. Okay. I’ve got to clean you off.” Reaching the hem of her shirt, I pull it up and over her head. Then I unfasten her bra and toss it to the floor. I lift her up and hold her with one arm while the other undoes her jeans. I manage to get them down her legs and pick her up before placing her in the tub. I’m going to get her clean and put her in our bed. Then I’ll shower and wash myself off before joining her because I’m having problems keeping my eyes open. I’m crashing hard. I’m so done with this day. Hopefully tomorrow is better.
ELLINGTON
I OPEN MY eyes, a little confused, but it only takes me a second to realize that I’m back at home. Morning light filters through the window. I look over to my right and see Sin on his stomach, arms up under the pillow, sound asleep. I remember bits and pieces of last night. Like in the bathtub—him washing me clean and me crying, confused why he was there. I was told he was dead. He just kept reassuring me that he wasn’t going anywhere and that I was safe while I hugged him tightly. I was afraid to let him go. That he’d disappear.
I’ve got a slight headache but other than that, I feel okay. Reaching under the covers, I run my hands over my body to find myself naked and I wonder if we had sex last night. If so, I don’t remember. My body feels tight, muscles ache. That could have been the drugs or a really good fuck.
The thought has me lowering my hand between my legs. I run my fingers over my pussy and I’m wet. Like soaking wet. My pussy begging to be fucked. To get off. Pushing one finger inside of myself, I’m disappointed when I don’t feel sore there. That my husband didn’t take advantage of me last night while I was fucked up. Probably because he was too tired. Or maybe he was hurting. He went through so much while at Carnage.
Looking at him once again, I bite my lip. I don’t want to wake him up. He’s got to be exhausted. Rolling over the opposite direction, I open up the top drawer of my nightstand and pull out my silver bullet. I want a fucking jackhammer right now but this’ll do.
Lying on my back, I shove it under the covers and between my legs, turning it on. A moan escapes my lips, and I throw my free hand over my mouth, taking a quick look at Sin. But he hasn’t moved, thankfully.
I close my legs, trying to smother the vibrating sound. It works a little, but you can still hear the powerful thing. I rub it back and forth over my hood piercing. I don’t need an earth-shattering orgasm, just something to hold me over for a few days, maybe a week. However long it takes him to recover from the Spade brothers. I wonder if he killed them—
I push that thought out of my mind and take a deep breath. Concentrate, Elli. Think of Sin, tying you up in the basement. My clit pulses. That’s it. Forcing his cock down my throat. I swallow at the thought, imagining drool running out of the corners of my lips while he tells me I’m his good girl and how well I take it.
I arch my back, my hand moving the bullet faster. My fingers digging deeper into my cheeks to keep me quiet.
My breath hitches and my body stiffens. I come, biting my tongue, and then sink into the bed. I stay staring up at the ceiling for a second, the bullet still in my hand but now off. Reaching over, I place it on the nightstand and close my eyes. Rolling to my other side, I sigh, getting comfortable, and open my eyes.
I gasp, looking into a set of blue eyes. I bite my lip nervously, knowing he probably just watched me get myself off. “Good morning,” I say. “How do you feel?”
He reaches out, grabbing the back of my neck and shoves me onto my stomach before I can react. My body too sluggish at the moment. The ecstasy is still lingering, not to mention the orgasm I just had. His knees effortlessly spread my legs wide open, forcing my ass up in the air. “Sin—”
He slaps my ass. “I watched you get yourself off, little demon.”
I whimper, my fingers digging into the fitted sheet.
“That won’t be happening again.” His knuckles run over my exposed pussy, coating his fingers with my cum. Then they’re gone and I hear him sucking on them a second later. “I love the taste of my wife for breakfast,” he mumbles, making me moan. “You want to come, Elli? I’ll make you come. Ask me nicely.” He slaps my cunt, making me cry out, and I try to move away from him, but his hand wrapped around the back of my neck keeps me pinned in place.
“Pl-ease?” I suck in a deep breath.
“Again.” He slaps my pussy once more.
I’m gasping. “Please … make me come.”
He slides two fingers deep inside of me and I push against them as he adds another, spreading my cunt open. “You know I watched you tie yourself up and get off once before.”
“Oh, God.” I rock back and forth against his fingers at his words, making my pussy clench around them.
“I wanted so bad to hold you down and fuck that mouth of yours. To punish you for touching what’s mine.” Removing his fingers, I tense, thinking he’s going to slap me again, but instead I feel his cock against my pussy before he pushes into me, making my breath hitch. Leaning forward, he places his weight against my body, his mouth by my ear, and he lets out a moan as he slides balls deep, stretching me wide to accommodate his large size. He whispers, “From here on out, you get yourself off, you will be punished, Elli. Do you understand?” He pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy.
“Yes,” I cry out.
“I own this cunt, this ass, and this mouth.” He pulls his hips back and thrusts forward again, making the bed hit the wall. “Say it,” he commands, gathering my hair in one of his hands and fisting it tightly, making me whimper. “Say I’m yours, Sin.”
“I’m … yours, Sin.” I gasp, licking my lips. “Please, make me come,” I add, that feeling building once more.
He gently kisses the side of my face as his free hand slides underneath me and wraps around my throat. “You’re going to come all right, little demon.” I whimper. “On my cock, then my fingers, and lastly on my face.” His hand tightens, taking away what little air I had. “We’re going to spend all day in this bed and I’m going to make sure that you never forget that you’re mine.”