The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 7

Hunter

She’s been here a week. A whole fucking week. She does what she’s told, and she doesn’t ask questions, but there are still things I don’t know about her, and I want to. Like who the fuck she is and where she came from. She’s here for a reason. I just don’t know what that reason is.

She’s been following every fucking order I give her, and that’s not a good thing for her.

I dozed off for a while, thinking about her bruised and battered knees. She’s been crawling for me all fucking week too. As much as I like it, it’s hurting her and not the way I enjoy.

I keep my eyes closed when I feel her shift next to me. My fucking cock is hard as hell from the dream I had of her. But then I feel the sheet slowly pull back, falling off my cock. What the hell is she doing? I want to look, but I don’t. I stay still, keeping my breathing even as possible as if I’m still asleep. That’s when I feel her fingers. Fuck.

I try not to groan when she runs her fingers over my piercings. A Jacob’s ladder and a Prince Albert. She touches the barbells, and my stomach clenches.

“I know you’re awake,” she says softly. “Did they hurt?” She keeps moving her hand along my cock, feeling each of the piercings as she goes.

“I like pain,” I tell her.

“So they didn’t bother you?”

“No.” Her hand wraps around my cock now, and I groan. Why the fuck does it feel so good with a girl I don’t even know? She begins to stroke my cock, her hand moving every single barbell, and fuck does it feel so good. She keeps going and going, and I can’t take it. I reach down, pulling her hand away before catching my breath. I keep my eyes closed as I feel the bed shift. I think she’s getting up but then I feel her straddle me.

My eyes snap open and lock with hers as she takes my cock in her hand once more and positions herself over it. I shake my head, and she watches me with curious eyes. We sit like this, staring at each other before she does what she wants. She lowers herself down my length, and I fucking groan out loud.

“What the fuck are you doing, little rebel?” I growl at her as she sits herself fully on me. I don’t miss the sounds and gasps leaving her lips either.

“I’ve never felt it before,” she says softly.

“And you decided my cock was the one to try?” I ask her as she slowly moves her hips. Fuck, this is too much.

“You’ve been teasing me with it for a week.”

“Teasing you how?”

“You sleep naked, Hunter.” The way she says my name makes my cock jerk inside of her. She moans and starts riding me, but this isn’t how I have sex. This isn’t me. I don’t let a woman take control, but at the moment, there isn’t shit I can do about that.

I grip her hips as she gets to work. She rides my fucking cock like she’s in a rodeo, and I let her. Call me fucked up, but I let this girl take me how she wants.

The more she bounces up and down on my cock, moaning the way she is, the less I can handle. I flip her in one motion, so I’m on top now. I hook her legs around my arms and spread her wide open as I pound into her. Lana starts screaming for me. Hearing her scream my fucking name does something to me. A chill runs down my spine, and I pick up the pace. I fuck her rougher than I’ve fucked anyone in a long time. My piercings rub her walls and hit her in every spot, making her body tense up. I pull out of her and flip her to her stomach quickly before thrusting back into her. I grab her ass and spread her open as I plunge deeper. Sweat beads on my temples as I take her as hard and as fast as I can. I release her ass and reach up, shoving her face into the mattress as I feel my cock swell and her pussy clench. She comes screaming my name for the whole fucking building to hear. I roar my orgasm, filling her tight little pussy with everything I have in me.

My cock doesn’t want to stop spitting inside her. That fucker jerks and twitches for a long time. When I’m out of breath, I pull out of her and lay on the bed next to her. She slowly lets her body fall to the mattress next to me, but she’s looking the other way.

I reach over and run my hand up and down her back before she finally turns to look at me.

“That’s not how I usually fuck. So don’t get used to that.”

“What do you mean?” she asks confused.

“I get a lot wilder than that. So the next time you think about riding my cock, remember that first.” With that, I shove up and climb out of bed, heading for the bathroom.

I go in and wash up before getting dressed. I need to get my day started now she’s been fucked senseless. When I walk back into the room, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“What happened.” I walk closer, lifting her face so she has to look at me.

“Did you want it?” She nods. “Then don’t be sorry.” With that, I wink at her, release her face, and leave the room.

Hoax is already in the main room when I get there with a smirk on his face.

“What the fuck are you smiling about?”

“Someone got some good pussy this morning.”

“You heard that?”

“How the hell could I not? If anyone else were here, they’d hear it too.”

“She started it,” I tell him. He laughs.

“And you finished it. No need to explain to me, man. I’ve seen the girl crawling on all fours for your ass the last week.” I flip him off, walk over to the table, and flip open my laptop. When I open my email, I don’t like what I see. Multiple emails from Rylan, and not good ones either. I pull it up and look at the files he’s sent me as anger settles in my chest. Hoax walks over behind me and reads over my shoulder.

“Oh shit,” he mumbles.

“Oh, shit is right.”

“You think she’s here for them?”

“It looks that way. But for what? Spying?”

“He said they’ve been looking for us,” Hoax adds. He’s right. I shove out of my chair just as Lana enters the main room. I grab my knife from my back pocket and flip that fucker open as I walk toward her.

“Hunter!” Hoax calls out to me, but I ignore him. I move straight toward her, and I can see it in her eyes. She knows something. She knows more than what we think. She turns and starts to run when I grab her hair and jerk her back.

“Let me go!” She screams as I spin her around to face me now.

“Let you go? So you can run back to your brother?” Now, all the color drains from her face. Yeah, we caught you. “Nothing to say now?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer.

“Hoax! Come hold her!” I call out. Hoax strolls over and grabs her in his arms, holding her tightly so she can’t move. Then I reach for her arm and run my fingers along it. When I don’t feel anything, I move to the other. That’s when my fingers hit the small bump. If you weren’t looking, you wouldn’t know it was there.

I grin at her as I hold her arm out with one hand and show her the knife with the other.

“Don’t! Please!” She begs as I shake my head and bring the knife down to her flesh. I press the tip in and drag it down her arm as she cries out in pain. Then I reach in and dig around until she passes out in Hoax’s arms. When I find it, I pull the tracker out and hold it up to look at it.

“He’s tracking her.”

“Yeah. Right back here.”

“So now what? They have our location,” he growls.

“We get rid of the fucking tracker. Make them think we moved areas.”

“That’s not going to work.”

“It will for a while. Obviously, they know she’s been here for a fucking week.”

“What are we going to do with her?” he asks as he holds her limp body.

“Cage,” I growl.