Darkness

33. Autumn-Rose

Thirty-Three

Autumn-Rose

Pacing the kitchen, I listen to David and the boys talking about what they think Cain is going to do. It’s not helping me relax, because the things they’re coming up with are nothing but dangerous, but I have a feeling Cain will say one of these things.

Oh God, this is not going to be good. There is something in the air, a warning, but one thing I’ve picked up whilst listening to everyone talking. If Cain is going to do something, he’s going to do it.

I look over at the door when I hear Cain and Lincoln talking, and it doesn’t relax me when Lincoln is shaking his head at whatever Cain has said to him.

Cain walks over to me, and places a small kiss on my lips. His touch relaxes me for a moment, but then my body tenses up as I feel Cain’s back straighten. I watch him for a moment hoping to get a read on him, but nothing. The man has the best poker face I think I’ve ever seen, David hands him a glass filled with whiskey, and Cain being Cain downs it in one go. This is not going to be a good conversation.

“The fight is in less than two weeks, Autumn will come down, everyone down there will be in the cages, and the metal doors will be down so no one can see any of you there.” Cain stops when the boys whisper things between them, saying The Pit is more messed up than they thought, or how this is not going to be good.

Cain doesn’t talk again for a moment, and walks over to the bar to fill his whiskey glass, and I look over at Lincoln, but he avoids eye contact with me.

“Cain?” David is the first one to question him.

“Tomorrow night, I’m going back to The Pit, and not coming back out-”

“What?”

“Are you crazy?”

“You can’t be thinking straight.”

One after the other they all talk and again I turn to Lincoln, who glances towards me for one second, then walks over to the bar to refill his glass too.

I say nothing, because I have no idea what to say, I mean what do I say?

“I won’t be back until after the fight,” Cain stops for a moment and takes a deep breath. “I will not lie and say I’m going to walk out, I might not.” He cracks his neck, still not looking at me, he continues. “All I-” He stops again, and brings his right hand up, pressing his thumb and finger into his eyes. “Protect Autumn, make sure no-”

“Stop!” I shout at him. I can not listen to this, I can not listen to him thinking he won’t walk out of hell. He did it once, he can do it again. He has to do it again.

David and the boys all stare between Cain and me, yet no one is talking. I wipe the tears which have left my eyes, and I look at Lincoln once more, hoping he will talk and tell us all he tried to change Cain’s mind, or talk some sense into him.

“You won once, you can do it again.” I finally speak because the silence is killing me, and I don’t think I will be able to stop crying if I start.

“And I’m going to do everything in my power to fight, but-”

“No, no buts. Just leave it with you will win,” I quickly cut him off, because I can’t listen to what the ‘but’ can be.

“If Rowan was telling the truth and Yang is training him,” Cain clears his throat, and looks at David. “I need to go live in The Pit, I need to close off the world, and I need to become the man I locked away, and I can’t do that here.” Cain’s voice becomes almost too heavy for him to get the words out. “I need to…” He locks eyes with David. “I don’t need my family to look after me, in this fight they can’t help, but I need my family to take care of my heart. Look after her.” Cain glances over to me, then back to his family. “It’s the only thing I ask of you.”

David doesn’t answer, and neither do the boys. No one knows what to say, but I’m starting to feel sick. “Lincoln, do you want to take Autumn out to the car?” And there it is, the moment I was waiting for, for him to talk to his family without me, this conversation is going to worry me more.

“Sure.” I turn to Lincoln as he walks closer to me.

“Come on, our sweet English Rose.” Lincoln wraps his arm over my shoulder and pulls me in closer to him.

“What’s he doing with them?” I ask, because I know Lincoln has always liked me, and has a small soft spot for me. If I’m lucky, he might tell me something.

I hear Lincoln take a deep breath, then we stop by the car. “If something goes wrong, then he’s just making sure everything is in place.”

God, the pit of my stomach is doing more twists and turns than it needs to, and the water builds in my eyes.

“You’ve seen Yang fight, honestly is Cain overreacting?” Leaning on the car, I look over at the house waiting for Cain to get out. I’m praying, hoping Lincoln says yes, anything to give me some hope Cain will be with me in two weeks’ time, and he will be alive.

“No, it’s going to be a hard fucked up fight. But him going down to The Pit is the right move.” Lincoln hands me the car keys as Cain walks over to me, before Lincoln leaves he kisses my cheek, and tells me I will see him tomorrow.

Cain smiles at me, hoping it will make me feel some sort of peace, but it doesn't. He leans on the car looking out at his uncle’s house.

“I don’t know what will happen in two weeks' time.” I feel him take my hand in his. “I don’t know if I can give you the wedding, or the family you want. But then again I don’t know what will happen in five years’ time.” He stops when I lean close to him, wrapping my arms over his stomach wanting him as close as I can.

“As long as you’re with me, I don’t care,” I whisper.

“That is my dad’s house. Well, my house. No one has lived there since he died, and I’ve not set foot in there since I came out of The Pit. I’m not sure if I will move into it tomorrow, or next year, but I want this to be our house.”

“What?”

“This is our house, you knock out walls, paint whatever you want. Make it ours.” Cain places his hand on my arm, which is over his stomach. “I want to be around the family, I want to have you with me all the time, I want a life with you.”

Cain’s words make me pull away from him and wipe the tears away. “I’m scared, that you’re giving us this house, but I might have to life in it alone, because-”

“I love you, and I’m going to fight until the very end. The only thing that’s going to pull me through it is you. Knowing you’re there, have faith in me, it will push me to fight even when I have nothing left. You are going to be my savior in this fight.” He cups my face and gives me a kiss. “Autumn-Rose, you are my life, my air, and I promise you I will fight.”

“I always have faith in you.” I wrap my arms around his waist and he pulls me in closer to him.

“That’s all I ask.”

I hesitate when the door opens, I have no idea why I've been excited about this since Cain told me about it. It took me so long to get ready for tonight, I kept asking Cain what I should wear, and his answer was. ‘It doesn’t matter, you'll be naked, anyway.’ It didn’t help me decide on what to wear, but one thing it helped me with was less clothes. I’m going to be turned on by whatever is behind the door, and I want Cain to make me scream repeatedly.

Any doubt I do have in my head is gone when Cain takes a step in, and I follow him.

God, the moment I step in I can smell sex is already in the air. I have no idea what time the sixth floor opens, but I know sex is happening, because the scent of sweat and sex is in the air. I'm not even in the room yet, the corridor is lit up with amber lights, hitting the red wallpaper.

“Mr. Cain.” My attention goes to the woman who's just walked out into the corridor, and she's stunning, like top-to-bottom Victoria's Secret Angel, stunning. She hands Cain a glass filled with a drink. Did Cain come up here all the time?

“My room?” Cain asks, and then I look over the woman again. Now I’m not into women, but you always meet women and think I wish I had a figure like that. And I’m thinking about it now. I bet her skin is butter smooth.

“Yes, we have it all ready for you. Would there be anything else?” she asks him, but looks at me and smiles, she takes a step closer.

“The usual.” I stand close to Cain, who smiles at me. “Ready for the sixth floor experience?” The tone he’s just used makes me wonder what is going to happen.

The woman takes another step closer to me and moves some of my hair over my shoulder. Her fingers moving down to my jaw. Why is this so hot? I've not even walked through the door yet, and I’m getting excited.

“They give you the experience before you walk in, the hostesses are there to ease them into the world,” I hear Cain next to me.

Which means there are always newbies coming to the floor who aren't sure if it’s the right thing to do or not, but why can’t Cain be that person for me? But he wants me to feel what everyone does when they are here.

Her finger stops just below my bottom lip, which makes it part slightly from my top lip. Her tongue pops out between her lips, and she licks her bottom lips.

I feel Cain’s mouth next to my ear. “You wanted the sixth floor experience. Enjoy it, my beautiful rose, enjoy it.” And before I can even register what Cain has just said to me, the Victoria Secret Angel cups my face in both hands and kisses me. It’s the first time in my life I kissed a girl. Her soft lips move over mine, but I don’t open my mouth for her when her tongue glide over my lips.

She pulls away and smiles, glancing over at Cain, and then back to me as she dips her finger into Cain’s drink and then runs her finger down my upper chest. I knew a V neck was going to be the right choice for my dress tonight. I wore the V neck for easy access for Cain. From the base of my neck to the top of my cleavage, I close my eyes for a moment as I feel her tongue trailing back up as she licks it off me.

This place is going to be heaven, and I can already tell I'm going to enjoy it as long as Cain is with me.

“Mrs Cain tastes good, Mr. Cain.” Her voice is sexy, but the only thing I can focus on is her sugary vanilla scent.

“I know. Hazel.” That was a proud answer from him. But the word which has me shocked is being called Mrs Cain, I like the sound of it.

“If you can follow me.” She opens the door, and I just look at Cain, still stunned at what just happened.

“Any man who touches you, will be six feet under the ground.” I smile at his warning.

“I didn't think anybody was allowed to touch me.” I try to argue my case with him, because he made it very clear I was his and his only.

“The strippers and the waiters are my staff. Everyone else here are customers. A customer touches you, I will kill them. Be it a man, be it a woman, they will be dead. My staff, they know the lines, and they won't cross them.” Cain has thought of everything, but the one thing he has done is make sure I get the full sixth floor experience.

I lick my lips just tasting her strawberry lip balm on my lips again, making me think about the lip balm flavor I wear and can Cain taste it afterwards too?

We walk in and I'm already hit with music, a rhythm, the beat bouncing off the walls, and I have a look around as we continue to wherever Cain is taking me.

Looking into one corner of the floor, I see a woman on her knees with her husband, boyfriend or partner sitting on the armchair. His cock deep down her throat, her dress is still on, but has been pulled over her shoulders to expose her breasts. A naked woman leans against the back of the armchair, nearby, her legs spread open, her fingers rubbing her clit, her gaze fixed on the couple, as she watches them.

“Are you enjoying that, Mrs. Cain?” Hazel presses against me from behind, wrapping her arm around my waist, softly, pulling me closer to her, her hot breath hits the back of my neck. “Do you want to see a little more?” she whispers, and I can only nod slightly at her as her hand presses on my outer thigh. “Mr. Cain, I think she's going to enjoy it up here.”

“Yes, Hazel she is.” Cain stands in front of me, but not taking my view off the couple who are enjoying themselves in the corner, and he kisses the side of my neck as Hazel kisses the other side and I moan, involuntarily, I moan. I feel a hand on my inner thigh. It's not Cain’s, it's Hazel. The smooth touch of her skin makes me move a little, not away from her, but closer. She slides her hand up my dress. I didn't wear anything underneath, because I wanted Cain to touch me all night.

“Oh, Mr. Cain, she didn't wear anything.”

Cain licks my neck to my ear. “Are you ready for me?” I nod as his hands cups my pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan.

“Enjoy it, Autumn. I'm going make sure I ruin you, and I’m the only person on your mind until the end.” He kisses me hard, his lips crush into mine, and my back pushes into Hazel more, then her fingers trail the outside of my pussy lips. She's not touching me there, and a part of me doesn't want her too, she's here to give me some encouragement.

Cain pulls away. “Shall we go to the booth Mrs. Cain?” Cain smiles. It feels so strange calling me Mrs. Cain, but I also love the sound of it. He takes my hand as we continue to follow her to our booth in the corner.

It's not an open booth, it's closed off, but there's a window which is one way glass. So when Cain and I get sexy no one can actually see us, but we can see everything out there. It's like a one-way window he's got.

God, this man is so smart.

I sit in the booth next to Cain and he continues to kiss my neck. “You promised me some pole dancing.”

I smile looking at the pole in the middle of our table. “I did. But I don't think you want me stripping tonight.”

“And why do you think that is?”

“Because under this dress I'm not wearing anything.” Now I know pole dancing involves taking clothes off, but I don’t think being naked was what Cain thought.

“Fucking love you, Mrs. Cain.”

“Not as much as I love you, Mr. Cain.”

A waitress walks in and places a glass of wine for me and whiskey for Cain, then puts the wine bottle on the side table. Taking a sip of my wine, I lean closer to Cain, giving him a kiss.

“Did you come up-” I stop when Cain places his finger on my lip.

“Once, I came here once, then I only came here for work. Enjoy your night.”

“You know I like it when you call me Mrs Cain.” I kiss him again and I feel his lips curl into a smile.

Without a word Cain leans back in his seat as Hazel and another woman get onto the table and start spinning around the one strip pole. I watch them kissing, touching and undressing each other.

No wonder people want to be on this sixth floor. It’s like a sex paradise.

I'm wet, my nipples are hard, and all I want is for Cain to touch me, but all he does is lean back and look at me as I watch these two beautiful goddesses do their work.

Hazel gets down on her knees on the table and just stares at me while the other continues to dance. I break eye contact for a moment while I glance around the rest of the floor. There's a group of six people having sex in one room, which is completely open. Everyone can see it, people are walking in and out of the room, There’s a proper orgy happening over there. You have another one that's in a room which is half blocked and half open, inside there’s a group fucking each other. There's just so much going on in here.

Hazel gets on her knees inches closer to me, her first finger moving over my lips, and I open my mouth for her, and Cain whispers. “Suck it.”

I suck her finger and then all of a sudden, she's off the table, and on top of me.

She looks over at Cain for a split second, and he gives her a nod. AsI'm wondering what that nod means, I feel her other hand cupping my pussy, my soaked pussy. Hazel licks my neck, rubbing her fingers slowly over my clit, and I can feel the orgasm building and Cain whispering in my ear. “You don't come for anyone else, my English Rose. You only come for me. Build it up, and I promise to give you the best ride you’ve ever had.”

How am I meant to keep building this up? It's absolutely crazy and I don’t know if I can. Hazel continues to rub up and down my clit with her palm, changing between her finger and palms, kissing my neck and I look up at the other woman who's now completely stripped naked. My nipples are hard enough to cut glass right now, the moans coming out of my mouth are making Cain smile as he kisses me. Our tongues, dancing as Hazel continues touching my pussy.

“Oh my god,” I moan against Cain’s lips.

Hazel gets off my lap and gets back onto the table and starts dancing with the woman who's now holding a feather. Oh, I can already see this going very wrong, but so very right at the same time.

She sits on the table, her legs wide open, so I get to see every part of her body.

God. Their faces are beautiful. Their bodies are beautiful, and even her pussy is stunning.

I turn to Cain, who has not looked at them once. His eyes have been locked onto me this whole time, and I can see in his pants that looking at me being aroused by these two women has got him as hard as anything. The woman brings a feather to one of my nipples and slides it gently, which makes me kind of bring out my chest for her to do it more, and she smiles,

“Oh, Mrs. Cain, I think you're enjoying this.” Enjoying it? This is a bloody thrill.

I love it. Turning to Cain I say, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mrs. Cain.” I smile at his words, I never want him to stop calling it me.

I feel the feather moving down my stomach slowly, and the tip of it tickles my clit. “Oh, shit,” I moan.

“Keep it locked in, my sweet little rose.” I hear Cain and I can hear the humor in his tone.

I want to punch him. Oh God, I want to come so bad.

Cain smiles as the woman continues to move the feather up and down my pussy, then moving it up and down my body, making me break out in goosebumps. I can feel the tingling in my body, ready for me to explode any second. And in that second, they both stop what they’re doing and I see Cain giving them a nod and they both leave.

I feel Cain’s hand rubbing up on my thigh as I continue to look around the floor watching what else is happening. There's a threesome in the middle of the room. A room full of just women all moaning as they're doing their thing. There's no time to think of what is happening, because there’s so much sex around me.

“Sit on the table.” My attention goes to Cain. “Up you get, and open that sweet little pussy for me.”

I sit on the table and spread my legs, but he places his hand on my thighs to open them wider for him.

“So wet my English Rose, so wet for me. Have you enjoyed it?” All I can do is nod. There's nothing else I can do right now. No words are coming out. I want to tell him how this floor is a paradise of sex and how much I’ve enjoyed it so far.

He licks his lips, his hands placed on my inner thighs as he spreads my legs even wider and he buries his face between my legs. I feel his tongue on my clit, which makes me jolt.

“Oh fuck,” I moan out loudly. He continues to lick and suck my clit. “Oh, Cain,” I scream as I come hard, but it doesn’t stop him sucking on my now very sensitive clit.

Finally, Cain looks up as he stands up, and I sit up and undo his button. If he thinks I’m waiting for him to fuck me, he’s crazy. Grabbing his erection, I place it between my lips. God, do I want him?

Cain takes over. He puts his hand around my neck and pushes me back to lie down. He moves slowly, then builds the intention until he is entirely inside

me. I bite my lip as I moan and my back arches off the table.

Cain continues to thrust harder and harder, aggressively. “You come around my dick.” It’s the only words I need to hear, as my orgasm hits me so hard. It wasn't going to take long, because the man had just worked magic with his mouth on me.

He pauses, smiles, and slowly withdraws, then slams right back into me, making me scream out in pleasure. I feel him pulling my dress up over my head and throwing it on the couch.

“So beautiful and all mine, aren't you, Mrs. Cain?” His lips curl into a smile, enjoying calling me that.

“Oh, God yes.” This is everything. This man is my everything.

He spreads my legs further open as he continues to slam into me, kissing me as he thrusts harder and harder. His hand grips around my neck as he kisses me, a deep, passionate, soulful kiss, as if he's trying to suck out every inch of me to be in his body right now, and I've lost control, and he doesn’t stop as my orgasm after orgasm rips through me.

My screams are now echoing in this small room. I feel his cock grow as he pushes harder into me. I can feel him as he comes inside me. Cain continues to move his hips a few more times, before leaning down to kiss me.

“I hope you’re ready for more.” He pulls out of me, but tells me to stay where I am, and he grabs the wine bottle. He pulls his pants back up, but doesn’t fasten them. “How many more orgasms can I get from you tonight?” He pours the wine over my breasts, then sucks on them and I moan as he sucks on my nipple hard and bites down on it.

Cain stands up and looks down at my body. “I’m going to make sure you give me every orgasm you have in your body tonight.” He takes a small step back, and pours the wine over my pussy, then brings his head between my legs, before sucking on my clit. The wine drips down my pussy and my whole body jolts. “Get ready for a night you’ll never forget, Mrs. Cain.” Cain pours more wine down my pussy, and my eyes pop open, when Hazel sucks on my nipples. When did she come back into the room? So much is happening at the moment, it’s hard to focus on everything.

Cain comes up to my ear and whispers. “She’ll leave when I fuck you again. Tonight is all about you.”

Cain pours more wine over my whole body, and then he starts licking it off me, but those last words hit me. Tonight is all about you, a night to never forget. Is all this because he doesn’t know if he will come from The Pit? So he’s giving me everything, tonight. He wants me to remember this, just in case he doesn’t come back to me.

I blink, and a tear escapes the corner of my eyes.

“You don’t think of anything but this moment, my English Rose. Come back to the here and now.” He kisses me, making me think of him, his lips, his hands, and everything else that’s happening to me.

“I only want you,” I tell him, and within a second Hazel leaves the room.

“Then that’s what you get, only me.” He stands up, and pours the rest of the bottle of the wine over my pussy, and he licks my it off, sucking the wine that he poured mixed in with my juices.

I love this man more than life, and I’m going to take everything he gives me, tonight and tomorrow, and for the rest of my life. I’m his.