The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared (38 page)

Anna didn’t answer and he leaned forward and
began licking at her. Despite her discomfort, she found herself
moaning as he flicked at her clit with his tongue.

“Stop wiggling, or I will shove a stick up
your ass to keep you still,” Devin growled against her.

She held as still as she could, but found
herself leaning into him, desiring release even as he ate her raw.
But whenever she was close, he would move his tongue away. She
grunted in frustration when he continued to deny her.

“Your orgasms are mine to give you, Anna.
Your pussy is mine, remember? You don’t get an orgasm unless I say
so.” He looked up at her with his mouth wet with her juices. He
licked his lips and smiled. “You are delicious.”

He continued to lick and suck at her and her
eyes filled with tears as it began to hurt. She grew tired and hung
limply from her wrists. It felt like he was sucking the life out of
her. Maybe he was. Her eyes closed and her head fell backwards.

When he finally uncuffed her, she fell
backwards and would have hit her head, but Devin caught her and
carried her to the bed. He undressed and fucked her as she lay limp
on the bed.

Kaveh showed up a while later and looked at
her. “You got it all out of her,” he commented.

Anna looked up at him with hooded eyes. She
felt...empty. Not dead or sick just...like a part of her was
missing.

“You do know she needs some of it to
survive,” Kaveh said, frowning at Devin.

“So, give her some. What you give her, I
want. I can’t help it if I drain her dry.”

Kaveh grunted in disapproval, but sat next to
Anna and lowered his pants to reveal his cock. Anna’s eyes lit up
as she saw him and reached for it with a heavy hand.

Devin laughed. “She knows what she needs.
Just like a baby for its mother’s tit.”

Kaveh moved Anna down and lay next to her,
his cock at mouth level. She pushed herself forward and lay her
head on his muscular thigh and sucked eagerly on his massive cock.
She was surprised when she tasted his cum almost immediately. He
groaned and put his hand on her head as she sucked him eagerly,
like a baby nurses his mother.

She felt her energy returning as she sucked
him. Kaveh’s hand tightened on her head and he fucked her mouth and
exploded in her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every drop he offered
and then rolled onto her back. Was she glowing?

Devin looked at her hungrily and lunged at
her, but Kaveh put out his hand. “If you want her to survive this,
especially long term, you need to let her rest. Fuck her all you
want, but don't take anymore of her essence. She needs to
replenish.”

Devin growled but sat back. “Fine.”

Kaveh looked at her. “Sleep, Daughter.”

She lay down and heard Devin and Kaveh
arguing as she drifted off to sleep.

“How am I supposed to get her out of
there? She’s living with him.”

“When did that happen?”

“As I understand it, when she came
home.”

“Fuck.” A pause. “You have to try. We
only have a few weeks before he gets her pregnant. We can’t let
that happen. He won’t be able to protect her if she’s pregnant. His
powers are limited and we need them to be able to last. He can’t
hide both.”

Devin nudged Anna’s legs apart as she slept
and thrust inside her. She opened her eyes in surprise as he held
her hands by her head and fucked her hard and fast. She moved her
hips, feeling the build inside her but he came before she found
release. She hissed in frustration and he slapped her face.

“They are mine to give, Anna. Don’t forget
that.” He rolled off her and stood. “Your car is in the garage.
Your ballet things are in the other room. Use your
family
credit cards for lunch and whatever else you need. You will come
home immediately after rehearsal, clean up and be ready for Kaveh
when he arrives. Then you will wait for me in here as instructed
previously.” He looked her up and down. “Make sure you eat
properly. I don’t want you losing weight again.” He turned and
walked away.

Anna stood shakily next to the bed for a
moment. It was seven. She had an hour and a half before she needed
to get to the studio. “Shower,” she whispered to herself, and
headed into the other room.

She stood in the large shower and watched the
glass steam up. So much had changed since she’d left a month ago.
Could life become so completely different in so short a time? She’d
lost Peter and a baby, but gained Wilhelm and Kurt. She made Kurt
let go of her so he could find someone and be happy. And now she
was in the prison of Devin’s life and home. Would this be the rest
of her life?

With Peter, she’d had some semblance of
happiness, albeit not “real,” even though it felt real most of the
time. If only Devin were kinder, it would make this so much easier.
Maybe if she was good, he would become nice again. Yes, that’s what
she would do. Be perfect for him and not give him a reason to be
angry.

With that resolve, she finished her shower,
got dressed and went downstairs to eat. Devin had already left for
the day, but the housekeeper fixed Anna breakfast and then
disappeared.

Anna drove Alex’s car to the studio and went
over Devin’s rules in her head. Eat properly. Go home immediately
after rehearsal. Behave. Let Kaveh chase her to please him. Don't
go anywhere without permission. Don’t fuck anyone. She sighed. She
thought she could do it, but how often she had failed in the
past!

Her phone beeped as she turned off the car.
She pulled it out of her bag and looked. “Holy shit,” she murmured.
Thirty missed calls. Fifteen messages. Twenty texts?

She read through the texts. Most were from
Wilhelm, wanting to know if she was okay. There were a few from
Travis, also wanting to know if she was okay. She listened to the
messages. Travis and Wilhelm again. Each message from Wilhelm’s got
more urgent. She hated that she’d caused him anxiety and quickly
called him.

“Anna!” he exclaimed. “It is you, right?”

“Yes, Wilhelm. It’s me. I’m sorry I didn’t
call. I just checked my phone and saw all your calls. I’m so
sorry,” she repeated.

“It is all right, Anna. I was just so worried
about you.” He sighed and said something in German off the phone.
“Ilsa and Kurt are glad you are all right. Well, as all right as
you can be.”

“Yeah, I’m okay. Are you?” She blinked back
tears at the loss of their baby. The events of the last few days
had made her forget, but she remembered now and wanted to sob.

“I am much better now have heard your voice,”
he said tenderly. “What he did, Anna...it is
inexcusable...barbaric.”

“It’s Devin,” she said by way of explanation.
It was what Devin did.

“Yes. It is.” Something in his voice gave her
chills.

“Wilhelm, please don't cross him. He’ll kill
you. You know he will.”

Wilhelm didn’t answer and it frightened
her.

“Wilhelm? Please. Promise me.”

“I cannot promise you, Anna.”

Her heart froze. “What did you do?”

“I will not tell you that, Anna. Please do
not ask.”

“Please,” she begged. “Please Wilhelm. Don’t.
Whatever you did, don’t. Undo it. Please, he’ll kill you. I can’t
lose someone else I love. Think of your family.”

“I am thinking of my family, Anna,” he said
in a low tone. “I am thinking about my son who was ripped out of
your body. I am thinking about you, at his mercy and tortured for
years.”

“Please undo it, Wilhelm,” she whispered.

“I am sorry, Anna. I cannot do that.”

Anna stared at her steering wheel. “I love
you, Wilhelm,” she said softly. “Please be careful.”

“I love you,
Liebling.
So much.”

She looked at the clock in the dash. It was
after eight thirty. “I have to go. Please...reconsider whatever it
is you did, Wilhelm.”

“I will talk to you soon, Anna.” He
disconnected before she could say anything else.

Anna walked into the dance room and sat down
next to her customary place at the
barre,
blinking back
tears. She had to get her mind off whatever Wilhelm had done or she
would go crazy.

Nutcracker. Yes, she could think about that.
Rehearsals began today. Who would dance the Nutcracker Prince now
that Peter was gone? Travis maybe? He had been Snow King. Maybe
Isaak would bump him up. She looked around at the other principles.
They were all capable men, but they weren’t Peter. Or Aaron for
that matter. Both Peter and Aaron had that extra special
“something” that made Anna wonder if there was Immortal blood
running through their veins.

Her eyes caught on Justin. He was a very good
dancer. He had been with the company for several years, but joined
after Alex had died so he hadn’t known her as she was before Alex’s
death. He seemed friendly enough but, because Peter hadn’t been
friends with him, they’d interacted very little.

He looked up from a stretch and saw her
looking at him and smiled. His long brown hair flopped into his
gray eyes and he brushed it away. Anna flushed and looked away.
That was the last thing she needed, the attention of another
man.

Travis arrived a few minutes later and
dropped his bag next to her. “Anna! You’re here. Why didn’t you
call me?”

“I just got your messages this morning. I’m
sorry.” She didn’t look up at him.

“Are you okay?”

Anna shrugged. “Yeah.” And a host of other
things.

“I’m so sorry, Anna.” He squeezed her hand.
“Wilhelm was so worried about you. He called and asked if I could
get in touch with you, since he couldn’t.”

“I was...busy,” she said evasively. She still
didn’t remember everything that happened. The memories were so
fuzzy.

Travis made a face at her. “You missing
Peter, too?”

Anna grimaced. “You know the whole thing was
fake, right? I mean, we were together because Devin wanted it to be
that way.”

“Yeah, I know. But I also know you guys ended
up falling in love. You can’t fake that.”

She shrugged. “Story of my life. I wish I
could stop these stupid feelings and be like a real
Elder-Mistress,” she said softly.

“Oh, Anna. I’m so glad you’re not like them.
I would hate to see you like that. So cold and distant.”

“I’ve tried that, haven’t I?” she laughed
bitterly. “Never could pull it off. Too emotional.”

“Emotions make you human, Anna.”

“But I’m not supposed to be human.”

Travis looked at her sadly. “Anna, it’ll turn
out all right, okay? Just...stay sweet. It’ll be okay.”

Anna gave him a bewildered look. How could he
say that? There was no hope. There was only Devin. She shook her
head and went back to stretching.

It happened in slow motion. Something told
him to move and Devin pushed his chair back and bent down just as
his window shattered and something hit his desk, sending splinters
flying everywhere.

He looked up to see a bullet hole at the edge
of his desk, the trajectory suggesting that it would have hit his
head if he hadn’t moved. He backed away quickly from the window.
“Holy Fuck,” was all he could say.

His secretary opened the door and gasped when
she saw the shattered window. “Mr. Andersen, are you all right?”
she asked in a frightened voice.

Devin looked at his desk and the window and
began to laugh. Oh, this was rich. Someone had called out a hit on
him.

Madison looked at him as if he were a madman.
“I’ll call the police,” she said in a shaky voice and backed out of
the office.

He nodded absently, but knew the police would
never find the shooter. The Elders never gave up their assassins.
They only did what they were told to do. Whoever the shooter was
might even have done a job for him once before. If Devin hadn’t
moved, he would be dead.

He knew better than to go to the window and
look out. Most likely the shooter was still there, so he went out
and sat in the waiting area near Madison’s desk.

He watched as she hung up the phone and
looked at him nervously. “May I get you something, sir?”

His eyes trailed down her curves and back up
to her blond hair. Nothing like an attempt on one’s life to get the
blood flowing. She was a fair fuck, though getting a little old for
his taste. He’d been more interested in her before Anna came along,
though when Anna was doped up, he’d used Madison when the need
came.

“Sir?” she said with a strange look on her
face.

He stood and motioned to the private bathroom
near his office.

He emerged a few minutes later to find dozens
of people in the waiting area.

Trenton rushed up to him. “God, Devin, what
happened? And where were you?”

Devin motioned to the bathroom where Madison
was coming out of, limping slightly. He’d taken her hard and fast
in the ass, but she wouldn’t complain; she never did.

Trenton looked at him. “Really? At a time
like this? You were shot at. I saw the hole in your desk.”

“There’s never a bad time for sex. It calms
me.” He smiled. “Yes, someone tried to kill me. And I believe I
know who.” He had thought about it as he was fucking Maddy. The
only person who would be stupid enough to cross him would be
Wilhelm. “I think the Kunze’s are going to lose yet another family
member.”

Trenton put his hand on his arm. “Dev. Think
about it before you make the call. You’ve said yourself you’re
starting to make enemies. Be sure it’s Kunze before you do
anything.”

Devin frowned, but Trent was right.
Assassinating an Elder was a huge deal and had to be approached
carefully. He had to admire the balls on Wilhelm; he would have
never guessed him to be the one to call the shot. Literally.