The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 9

Hunter

All the guys are here, and we’re talking about the new information concerning Lana. None of us are sure how to handle this. We could go after them, but they move around so much we’ll never know where they are or how to get to them. Leading them here isn’t really ideal, either.

As for Lana, she’s hanging naked on the wall as I play with the buttons on the controller. I don’t go too hard, at least not right away.

“So where do we get them to go?” Rylan asks.

“I say we hunt them,” Hoax adds.

“I would love nothing more than a good hunt, but they’re too evasive. They aren’t like us,” I tell them as I press the button. Lana moans from her spot on the wall, and the guys chuckle.

“How long are you going to torture her?” Silas asks.

“Until she’s begging. Get back to business,” I redirect him, forcing Silas back into our conversation and not looking at her.

“Damn, Hunter. Do you like this girl?” he asks. I flip him off and don’t answer. He just laughs. Asshole.

“I don’t know what to do here,” Rylan says, running his hand through his hair. “If we go after them and don’t find them, they’ll know we’re looking.”

“Exactly. But if we lure them here, they may tell others, and we can’t have that information just thrown out there,” I say. Another loud moan falls from Lana’s lips. Fuck, my cock is so hard right now. I reach down and adjust it as the guys laugh at me, but I don’t give a shit.

“So we’re stuck for now?” Hoax asks.

“Seems that way. Until we figure out a better plan of action.”

“This is all so fucked up,” Rylan groans as he stretches his back.

“Yeah, it is. No one said this shit was going to be easy, and the longer we do it, the more shit comes,” I remind him.

“We’re not going to stop, though. We do this for the kids,” Silas adds. I nod my head, agreeing with him. We’re not giving this up until we’re old as fuck and a new generation has to step in for us, but by then, we’ll have them trained and ready to go.

“Hunter!” Lana cries out for me. I glance over my shoulder at her writhing against the wall before dragging my attention back to the guys.

“What else do we have?” I ask, trying to focus on anything but Lana.

“The new Kings ceremony is in a few weeks. You coming?” Rylan asks. I nod my head.

“Yeah. I’ll be there.”

“You bringing your new girl?” Silas chimes in. I glance back over at her and smirk.

“Maybe. Let’s see how good she can be,” I answer them. Silas stands and walks over to her while we all watch. He reaches out and runs his fingers along her stomach, and she cries out. Yeah, she’s fucking turned on bad. Just how I wanted her.

“Hunter!” She screams for me, and Silas steps away. I turn the vibrator up a notch, and she comes hard for me.

“What about the fair? The girls want to go,” Rylan says now.

“You want to tie someone up and fuck them in the Tower of Terror again?” Silas asks, coming back to join us.

“That was all on you,” Rylan reminds him.

“Why am I the last to get in on this shit? If we’re tying people up to fuck, I want in,” I tell them.

“You were in with Angel,” Ry reminds me. Silas growls, and we all laugh. We finish talking about what plans we have, and I keep making Lana come the whole time. By the time the guys leave, her body is just hanging limply. That doesn’t mean that I’m done with her because I’m not.

I press the button and turn it up as her body trembles. Her head shoots up, and her eyes find mine. I bite my bottom lip to keep from making noise as I watch her watching me.

“It’s too much,” she cries with tears running down her cheek. I walk closer.

“It’s not enough,” I respond. I reach out and run my finger along her stomach, and Lana arches her back into my touch. I slide the controller into my pocket and reach up, pulling the nipple clamps off again. I’ve left them on and then removed them multiple times throughout all this. She moans again now they’re gone, and I lean down and suck one into my mouth. Lana moans loudly, and my cock responds.

“Hunter, please,” she cries. I move in close to her face and lick the tears.

“Your tears taste so fucking good on my tongue.” She gasps at my words just as another orgasm rushes her. She cries out when I reach down and pull the vibrator out of her, dropping it to the floor. Then I reach down and unhook her ankles. Stripping out of my jeans and boxers, I stand in front of her, stroking my cock. She’s already breathing heavily, and her body is worn out from the orgasms I’ve already given her, but now? Now I want her on my cock.

“You want my cock, Lana? You want me thrusting into you? You want to take this thick cock inside of you?” Lana’s lips part as she nods her head. I knew she wanted me to fuck her. I knew she wanted me just how I wanted her. This sexual attraction is hot as hell. “Say it!” I order her.

“Yes, Hunter. I want your cock in me,” she murmurs. I step in closer to her and grab her hips in my hands before lifting her off the ground. Her arms are still restrained above her head, but she wraps her legs around my waist, and I plunge into her. She cries out my name and tugs at the chains above her, but it does no good. She isn’t going anywhere.

I dig my fingers into her hips, leaving my mark on her. Then I lean in and sink my teeth into her neck.

“Oh God!” She screams as I fuck her harder. Her body bounces off mine in a perfect rhythm, and I need her to come once more. I need her to wash my cock in all she has in her.

“That’s right, Lana. I’m your fucking God!” I roar as I tear into her. My piercings are rubbing her in all the right places, causing her pussy to clamp down around me. I growl and keep going. Each thrust into her feels better than the last.

My hands are slick with sweat, and I have to readjust them on her hips to keep going. I lean in and suck her nipple into my mouth, and that must be all she can handle. She comes for me quickly, her pussy squeezing and tugging me.

I follow along, shooting my seed inside of her with a grunt. This girl is going to be my downfall. I can feel it. When we’re both breathing heavily, I pull out of her and let her legs fall to the floor. I pull my jeans up and buckle them before stepping back and watching my cum leak down her thighs.

“Do you know how fucking sexy it is to see that?”

“See what?”

“My cum leaking down your thighs. Fuck, little rebel,” I curse as I take her in. She doesn’t say anything else; she just hangs there. I move back in and lower the chains so I can release her wrists. When I do, they fall to her sides weakly.

I lean in and lift her in my arms, carrying her to my room. I kick the door closed and walk over to the bed, laying her down.

“I need to shower,” she mumbles even as her eyes fall closed.

“No, you don’t. When my cum is inside of you, you wear that shit with pride.” Her eyes slowly open and lock with mine. A small smile tugs across her face, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I reach for her, running my fingers along her cheek. She’s got the softest skin I’ve ever felt, but I also know that there are scars visible and those I can’t see, and yet I find myself wanting to touch every single one of them.

Her eyes flutter closed again, and I turn and walk away. I punch the code into the panel and turn, heading into the bathroom.

I start the shower and climb in, letting the warm water wash away the day. I grab the soap and wash myself, thinking about her. What it is about her that I seem to be drawn to, and it’s hard to place. It isn’t just her beauty, either. There’s something else, something deeper, but I also don’t trust her. She isn’t one of us; she’s one of them. And that’s the part that doesn’t sit well with me. The not knowing.

But I’m going to find out.