Lost In Our Darkness (Demons Of Darkness Book 2) (17 page)

“Yeah. It’s nice.” I cringed as I faked a smile. I needed to be careful with her. I didn’t know her and I didn’t know why she was being so friendly. The girls I knew always had an ulterior motive. Wanted something.

“So tell me you were there when Disco died. Did he suffer? Oh please tell me he suffered.”

I leaned against the dresser. “I don’t know, I wasn’t really aware of what was going on. Unfortunately I missed out on that one. I would have loved to have been the one to end his life and watch as his blood drained from his body until he took his last breath.”

“He took my sister. She was so happy and then she was gone.” She looked down at her hands. “I wish I could have seen it.”

“Me too.” I walked over to her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. “Me too.” And I did. I still to this day wish I was the one that put the bullet in his head. Watched as the life drained from his body. We sat there as she pulled herself together.

“She was the only family I had left. Now it’s just me.”

“But you have Angelo, right.”

“Yes, but he wants kids and he and I both know I will never be able to give him any.”

“Are you sure? I never thought I would be able to have children and I have a very healthy little boy at home.”

“No, before Angelo rescued my me and my sister we both were forced into having our tubes tied. There is no fixing what was done to me. The assholes who did that may be long gone but I can never forgive them for what they have taken from me.”

“I don’t know what to say. I wish there was something I could say to make it better but I know no matter what I say to you, it won’t take away the pain they caused you.”

“Thank you Trix.”

“No need to thank me.” I let go of her as she stood up.

“Okay, well let’s go show you around. So much to see. And I’m sure they will be looking for where we have run off to soon.”

I stood up and followed her to the door. Before we could leave the room a knock sounded on the other side. I pulled it open.

“Trix.” He grinned at me.

“Nix.” I smiled back.

“I see you two need a minute. Come find me, Trix, when you’re ready.” Roslyn smiled before hurrying out the door. Nix shut the door and locked it behind him as he stalked towards me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked I stared into his green eyes.

“I need you. I want to feel your pussy on my dick as I slide it into you.”

“Oh yeah?” I wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Yeah.”

“Then what are you waiting for.” I released his neck, pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. I sat back on the bed as I reached down and pulled my boots off. Nix stared at me, watching me as I slowly removed my clothing.

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“Mine,” I whispered into her ear as I crawled on top of her naked body.

“Then show me.”

I slid down her body until my face was between her legs. I pushed them apart as she arched her back. I bit into the inside of her thigh as I ran my fingers over her wet pussy before I slid a finger inside of her.  As she moaned my name, my mouth watered, as much as I wanted to tease her I wanted to taste her as she came on my mouth. I licked my way to her pussy, nipping gently as I made my way.  As my tongue came down on her clit she pushed into me. Grinding her pussy on my face. With my free hand I held her still as I continued to lick and suck on her clit. My fingers slid in and out of her wet pussy. I bit softly down on her clit and I felt her pussy clamp around my fingers as she came.

“Fuck me Nix,” she moaned as I slid my fingers out of her. I unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down releasing my cock. I took it in one hand and stroked it as I positioned myself against her opening. She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me into her. He tight pussy wrapped around my cock as I slid inside her.

“Mine,” I whispered as I slid in and out of her.

“Yours.” I heard her moan as she met me thrust for thrust, until I felt my balls clench before I came inside her. I knew I should have used a condom but I didn’t care. I didn’t care if I got her pregnant, I wanted her pregnant with my baby. I wanted to watch her get big and then be there when she gave birth to our son or daughter, like I should have with Zaiden.

I pulled out of her. “We need to get moving, the guys are waiting for us.”

“No, I don’t want to get up,” she huffed as she rolled over on her stomach. I slapped her ass.

“Come on. You can rest later, we need to get this done so we can head home.”

“Fine.” She took a pillow and swung it at me as she stood up and looked around the room for a bathroom. There were three doors. One leading to the hall, one to the closet and one that hid the bathroom. I walked to the two doors, opening the first one and finding the bathroom. Trix pushed inside and shut the door in my face.

“Seriously?”

“I’ll only be a second.”  I heard the toilet flush and the faucet turn on as I waited to clean up. I stood there waiting for her wondering why I was letting her make me wait. Anyone else and I would have just pushed my way in. But this was Trix. I respected her. She smiled at me as she came skipping out of the bathroom. I had to admit seeing her in a good mood and smiling was one thing I wish I could do every day. I wanted to be the one who made her smile like she was just now instead of the person who made her want to strangle me like I do most of the time. I walked in the bathroom and cleaned up. I really did only come to her room to get her so we could get this shit done. Once I saw her though, I couldn’t help myself—I needed her.

Chapter Twenty Four

I pulled my clothes on and fixed my ponytail as I waited for Nix to finish cleaning up. I knew I needed to learn how to tell Nix no but he was my addiction. He was mine before he was Zoelle’s and he will always be mine. Even though in reality he wasn’t, and unless he left Zoelle he never would be truly mine again. I didn’t like to think about that though. It was too real, too painful to know that I did this. I made us this way. My smile fell from my face as I thought about what we were doing. No matter how many stolen moments we had, that was all we would ever have.

“Ready?” I heard Nix behind me as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back to him.

“Yeah. Let’s get this shit done, I want to get home.” I faked a smile as I turned in his arms and looked up at him.

“Come on.” He let go of me and walked to the door. Pushing it open and holding it for me as I followed. We walked down the hallway until we came to a set of winding stairs. I followed behind Nix as we made our way down. The further down we went the darker it became until we came to the bottom. I looked around the basement as I continued to follow Nix. The walls were cement along with the floors. Lights hung from the ceiling as we followed a hallway to a metal door. Nix knocked on the door. It took a few seconds before someone opened it from the other side.  Still the room wasn’t much different than the hallway we came from, other than the smell of bleach and disinfectants. As I looked around more my eyes stopped on the body of a man chained to the wall. He wasn’t moving. I looked closer but being so far away I couldn’t tell if he was breathing or not.

“Ahhh so you have finally joined us.” I looked over to where the voice was coming from. Angelo. He stood against the wall. Red and Venom were both standing against the wall opposite where Angelo and his three men were standing.

“Yeah sorry about that.” Nix shrugged.

“No worries, I was just about to wake up our guest.” He pointed to the man chained to the wall. One of Angelo’s guys grabbed a syringe from the table and walked over to him jabbing the needle into his neck.

“This will only take a minute or two. Then we can have a little fun. What do you say Trix, care to join us? I have heard so many great things about the woman with the blackened heart, care to show us something?” I shrugged. I didn’t know what this guy did or why he was here, but I couldn’t show any sort of weakness. I walked over to the table next to Angelo and looked at the array of knives and other tools lying there.

I picked up a small knife and looked over at Angelo. I didn’t need anything that looked threatening. Even the smallest blade still drew blood. “So what’s his deal?” I asked as the man started to groan.

“Oh this one here. We found him trying to find a way into my compound. Now I want to know why and who he works for.”

I shrugged as I walked over to him. I grabbed his jaw with one hand and lifted it so that he was looking into my eyes.

“Who are you?”

“Fuck you.” He spit in my face.

I wiped the spit off with my sleeve and turned back to him. “That was the wrong thing to do asshole.” I took the small knife and placed it under his chin. Pushing the dull end against his flesh. “I can make this hurt or I can be nice about it. So again I’m going to ask nicely. What is your name?”

He didn’t answer. Just stared at me with cold dead eyes. He knew his fate. But what he didn’t know is that he could buy himself some time and less pain if he just answered the questions. I removed the knife from under his chin and turned it around and pushed it against his sternum. Dragging it slowly down his chest as I watched his skin split and the blood slowly drip from the cut. I made multiple cuts down his chest before letting him go and replacing the knife with three small daggers. His jaw clenched as I pressed one of the daggers against his shoulder.

“Name, that’s all I want. Just a name.”

“Fucking bitch, it doesn’t matter don’t you see that either you kill me or they do.”

“Who’s they?” I asked as I pressed the dagger slowly into his shoulder and he gritted his teeth trying not to show any weakness. But I knew it hurt, I could see the pain in his face as I pressed the dagger further and further into his flesh.

“They are coming and there is nothing you can do to stop them.” He screamed as I twisted the dagger. I took another one and did the same to his other shoulder as he closed his eyes trying to become one with the pain but it wasn’t working. I pushed the dagger quickly into him as he screamed out in pain. Twenty minutes.  Twenty minutes of torture is all he could handle before he gave in.

“Who is ‘they?’”

“Fuck, fine just stop. I’ll tell you.”

I gave the dagger one little twist as blood dripped from the wound. “Who?”

“
Guerrero.”

I turned to look at Angelo who had a smile on his face. “Is that all you needed?” I asked as I walked over to the table and grabbed a larger knife. This one was serrated and the blade was a good seven inches. He nodded.

“Anything else before I let him bleed out?”

“No, nothing else I need from him, go ahead and let us watch his last breath.”

I nodded and walked back over to him as he slowly bled from the smaller wounds.

“Thanks for being so cooperative.” I held his chin with one hand so that I could watch the life drain from his eyes as I shoved the knife into his stomach and pulled it up making sure it would end his suffering quickly.