The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 13

Hunter

Seeing her like this, on her knees in front of me, makes my cock hard. It seems to be that way all the time with Lana. I know there’s other shit for me to deal with, but right now, she needs my attention, and she’s going to get it.

I run my fingers along her cheek as she gazes up at me. I’m not sure what she’s thinking, and I don’t ask. It’s the fact she thinks I’d let them touch her that pisses me off. I might not know her well, but I know enough to stake my claim. I’m a God, for fuck’s sake. I can claim any fucking woman I want, and what I want is her. There’s no out for her after I take her as mine. There’s no way for her to leave me. She just doesn’t know that yet, and I don’t plan on telling her until it’s too late.

“Follow me. On your knees,” I tell her. I turn to walk, and she does as she’s told, crawling on the floor behind me. No one looks our way; they all know better. I push the door open, and we make our way inside before I slam it shut behind her. “Stand up.” Lana stands, although she looks like she wants to fight me. And I like that. I do. I admire a girl who doesn’t take things lightly, but she’ll quickly learn I’m not someone to play games with. When I want something, I’ll take it, just like her.

“Take your clothes off,” I order her. She shakes her head, and I smirk at her. Then I move closer, picking up a knife off the table beside her and pressing it against her throat. “I don’t like to repeat myself, but since this is still new to you, I will. But only once. Take your clothes off,” I growl this time. She swallows hard, and the knife presses deeper into her flesh before she actually starts to take her clothes off. I step back allowing her the space to get her shirt off before she moves to her pants next. When she’s naked in front of me, I motion for her to come to me.

“Do you know how fucking sexy you look doing what you’re told?” I ask her. She shakes her head. I didn’t think so. I’m sure no one has done this to her. I reach out and run my hand around her throat, pulling her lips to meet mine. Then I kiss her like I’ve never kissed her before, and I don’t stop until her legs are trembling and she can’t breathe.

When I pull back, she’s breathless, and that’s exactly how I wanted her. I walk over to the corner and grab the chair I had Hoax make just for her. I knew she would act up again, and I knew I’d need a new way to punish her for it.

I take the chair into the cage and set it down before adjusting the dildo attached to the seat.

“Come in here,” I tell her. Lana walks into the cage, where I grab her and shove her against the wall, thrusting two fingers inside of her. Lana moans, and I love it. I work my fingers in and out until she’s soaking wet for me. Then I pull my fingers free and move her where I want her.

“Sit and slide that inside of you,” I instruct, nodding toward the chair.

“That’s … no. That’s not going to fit,” she argues.

“If my cock fits, so will that. It’s the same size,” I tell her.

“I don’t think so.”

“Are you telling me no, little rebel?” She looks up at me quickly before shaking her head and moving toward the chair. I watch her sit, moaning as she takes the dildo inside of her. When she’s fully seated on it, I move to tie her arms and legs down.

“Why are you tying me up?”

“I have a lot of reasons. One, I like seeing you like that, but mainly because you doubted me out there,” I tell her.

“About what?”

“When I said I would keep you safe. You didn’t believe me.”

“I didn’t say that,” she snaps back.

“You didn’t not say it either. I saw the look in your eyes, Lana. Don’t lie to me.” She opens her mouth as if she wants to say something, but she doesn’t. She snaps her mouth closed as I reach down and turn on the vibrator, and she jerks in the chair.

“Oh God,” she moans almost immediately. I reach forward, grabbing her chin in my hand roughly.

“Who’s your God?” I roar at her this time. She doesn’t answer, so I squeeze harder. “Who’s your fucking God?” My voice thunders through the room.

“You! You are Hunter!” That’s what I wanted to hear. The door opens, and Hoax walks in, leading a few assholes with him. Their hands are chained together, as well as their legs.

“Wh-what’s happening?” Lana asks as the vibrator does its thing.

“I brought you some company,” I tell her. She looks confused as her hips rock, and she tries to hold back her orgasm. Lana bites her bottom lip until I see blood running down her chin.

“Let go, little rebel. Come on. Fucking come for your God,” I coax her. She finally lets go and comes screaming my name. That doesn’t mean the vibrator is going off. It’s not. This is her punishment.

“Put them in there,” I tell Hoax, nodding toward the cage next to hers. He shoves the assholes in while I watch her writhing in the chair.

“Hunter!” She calls out my name. I’d love nothing more than to go in there and fuck her senseless right now, but I won’t do it. Instead, I’m going to let her sit here and suffer while these pricks watch her. “Hunter, please!”

“Now is not the time to beg. It’s time to learn your lesson. Next time I say I’ll protect you, I expect you to listen.” With that, Hoax and I turn to walk out of the room just as she screams from another orgasm. I pull the door closed behind us when Hoax turns to me.

“What’s the issue?”

“With what?”

“Her. What did she do?”

“Didn’t believe I could protect her,” I tell him. He grins and shakes his head.

“Nice, Hunter. Very nice.” He slaps a hand on my shoulder and walks off while I stand next to the door and listen to her scream. I love every sound that woman makes. Now that I know that’s torturing her, I walk to the middle of the room to talk to the others and make sure things are all set up.

“Kids will be here in about an hour,” Freddie, one of our other guys, lets me know.

“Good. Everything’s set up, and transport buses are on the way.”

“How are you going to keep that one quiet?” he laughs as he nods toward the door.

“She will be,” I smirk at him.

“I think we’re all set then. Just waiting on them to get here,” he adds when I spot Rylan and Silas walk in.

“Aww, it’s the pretty boys coming to get their hands dirty,” I tease them.

“Fuck you, Hunter,” Rylan responds as he walks up and fist-bumps me. Just then, Lana screams, and they turn their heads.

“What the hell is going on?” Silas asks.

“Just a little punishment. Go look.” I nod toward the door. The two of them share a look before walking over, shoving the door open, and sticking their heads in before stepping back out and closing the door.

“Where did you get a chair like that?” Rylan asks.

“Hoax made it.”

“Fuck. I’m going to need him to make me one.”

“Hell yeah. She seems to be enjoying it,” I tell him with a smile. “What’s up? Why are you guys here?”

“Silas has a dick in a knot and needs to work it out,” Rylan replies, slapping Silas on the back.

“It’s stress motherfucker. Just stress.”

“You want a fight?” I ask, looking at Silas, who nods his head. “We have three in there. Pick one.”

“Any of them?” he asks.

“Don’t matter to me. They are going to die anyway.” He nods his head and goes back into the room, closing the door behind him.

“How’s things with Lana aside from that?” Rylan asks, nodding toward the door.

“Not bad. She’s worried about them finding her. I think I need to do a little recon on them.”

“You want help?”

“No, I got this. This isn’t a King issue; it’s a Gods issue now.”

“Doesn’t mean we can’t help,” he says.

“I know, and I appreciate it, but I think I have it covered. There’s just so many I want dead,” I tell him.

“Like who?”

“Her brother, her father, the man who had her when she was younger, and her little boyfriend.”

“Oh shit. She has a boyfriend?”

“If that’s what you want to call him. Doesn’t matter, really, because I plan on killing him too,” I say. Ry laughs and shakes his head.

“Does she know that?”

“Pretty much. I plan on keeping her.”

“Jesus,” he mumbles, running his hand through his hair. “Does she know that?”

“Most of it.”

“What does that mean? Most of it?”

“It means I’m taking her to the chapel.” Rylan’s mouth falls open at my words, and he just stares at me for a long second.

“That’s it, Hunter. You realize that, right? Just like a King gets their Queen, that’s it for you.”

“I know what it means, Rylan.”

“Does she?” I shake my head.

“Not yet.”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“Hell no. Not until after the ceremony.” Rylan curses under his breath, and I laugh, throwing my head back. “Stop worrying so much, Ry.”

“You’re just going to throw her into this life without her permission?” I shrug and then nod.

“Basically, yeah.”

“Goddamn, Hunter, when you fucking go in, you go all the way in, brother.” Now he laughs. He gets it. He has that connection with Tamsyn. And I can feel it. I can fucking feel it with me and Lana.

“Hey, Hunter. Your girl is about to pass out,” I hear Silas calling for me.

“Did you pick a bitch yet?” I ask as I walk toward him. He nods as I step in and see Lana nearly exhausted in the chair. I grab a blanket and walk over to the cage, pulling the door open. She looks up at me through heavy lids.

“Had enough?” I ask her. She nods her head just as her brows furrow, and I know she’s about to come again, so I wait for it and smile at her.

“Hunter, please. Make it stop,” she begs just as it washes over her. Her body tenses, and a scream rips from her throat as I lean down and turn it off. I grab my knife, cut the ropes off her arms and legs, and then pull her to her feet. Her legs tremble; she’s barely able to stand.

I look down at the vibrator covered in cum and groan.

“Look what you did, little rebel.” She turns her head and looks down at the mess she’s made. Her juices are dripping down onto the concrete below the chair. She doesn’t say anything, too worn out by what just happened to her. I wrap her in the blanket and lift her into my arms. Silas holds the door open and I nod my thanks as I carry her straight through the room and down to my bedroom. I go inside and lay her on the bed, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead as her eyes flutter closed.

“Get some sleep. I’ll deal with the kids, and then we’ll have some fun,” I tell her. She nods her head but never opens her eyes, and I find myself smiling down at her.