I awoke with an infuriating ache between my legs and the thought of Alex burning in my brain. We hadn't talked about what he did to me. About how it lit me ablaze.
Out of nowhere I jolted upward, my body processing the sounds of gunfire shaking me to my core before my mind did. My gaze flicked to Alex as he barreled down the hall with a handgun in his hand. Before he ran to the door he handed me the weapon.
"Get Angela and lock yourselves in here!"
I ran into Angela's room, grabbing her hand and leading her into Alex's penthouse. I was about to shut the door when Angela grabbed my arm.
"We need the dogs."
I handed her the gun, "Stay."
On the balls of my feet I ran into Angela's room while she yelled at me to come back only to be cut off with her trigger finger being forced. I commanded the mother to run to Angela and bundled the puppies into a blanket. I ran back to Angela, ducking around her as she gunned down a zombie.
As I laid the puppies on the floor Angela forced the door shut and locked it. I was prepared to collapse and breathe but I was then called to the sounds of sobbing. I ran into Layla's room. Once my feet appeared before her I heard a high pitched squeal and the child scurried away.
"Hey. It's alright," I soothed in a hushed tone.
Bright eyes appeared through the darkness. I laid on my side so we were face-to-face.
"Hey, sweetie."
"Hi, Belle."
"You're safe," I hummed, reaching out to take her hand that she squeezed in return, "You can stay here if you need. Just know I'm here."
"I worried about daddy."
So was I. I wasn't going to tell her that but so was I. Here I was now hiding due to his orders when he had a little girl.
I brought the child's knuckles to my lips and said, "I'm gonna check on your daddy."
I stood and walked into the living room where Angela was watching the dogs eat.
"I'm gonna back Alex up. Keep the gun," I said, passing her to the kitchen where I grabbed two serrated knives, "Let Layla see the puppies."
"Belle-"
"-I need to do this," I silenced her before I pressed my lips to her cheek, "I love you. Be safe."
"Love you, too."
Once outside I heard the door lock behind me and I skulked down the hall and took the stairs to the second floor. I saw the enforcer with her back to me and gunning down hoards that pored into the hall while another zombie approached her from behind. With a growl I threw myself onto the dead man from behind and his head smacked against the floor and as I turned I stabbed the next approaching zombie.
"That Belle?"
"Yeah."
Another spray of bullets deafened me and when the bodies sunk to the floor she quickly turned and handed me another gun. It was a tech-9. I cocked the weapon.
"Thanks."
"Come on."
We started for the stairs and slowly moved downward, stopping periodically to spray the walls with gore.
"My name's Jess," She said suddenly, ducking behind me to reload.
"Usually when I bond with someone it's over wine."
"That's tonight."
She nudged me and we descended further. Most of the lower floors had been cleared and when we made it to the lobby the first thing I saw was Alex's indecipherable stare as he stepped through the elevator. I watched as he called the others down through his walkie-talkie.
He was covered in blood. His breathing was rapid in a way that made him appear feral. As he approached us his gaze grew more harsh.
I felt Jess lean in to me before she whispered, "You're on your own. Thanks for earlier."
"Thanks for the gun," I said before she left, never taking my eyes off of Alex.
"I told you to stay."
"You'll get used to me disobeying you."
He grabbed my arm and pulled me into a bedroom. He undressed himself but when I followed his lead he held my wrists behind my back and held my gaze as he dropped his pants. Now fully naked he tore away my clothes. He took my hair in his fist and forced me into the shower where he turned on the hot water.
"Who's room is this?"
"No one's."
He handed me a bottle of soap and watched as I cleaned myself off before I shampooed my hair. When I was finished he took a step toward me, cornering me and forcing my heart to stop.
"Wash me," He commanded, and when I hesitated he came closer, "Be a good puppy and do as you're told."
I squeezed the soap into my hand and lathered it before I started on his shoulders, then his chest, his arms, all rock hard and slick. I could feel scars beneath his tattoos. Moving on to his back I didn't stop feeling them, nor did they vanish when I massaged the soap into his legs. I then groped his ass. It was firm and smooth. I wanted so badly to sink my teeth into each cheek but I knew he was frustrated with me. I shampooed his hair next, bringing myself to the tips of my toes to do so. It gave me the opportunity to stare at his beautiful face without him knowing. He rinsed himself off then.
He spun me around, pressing my body against the freezing glass that sent uncomfortable chills through me. He held my hair in his fist, keeping me trapped there.
"If I have to deal with your bratty attitude I'm going to have my men watch," He said before slapping my ass.
"You want them to see me be disappointed?"
He turned off the shower. I couldn't help but notice him dry his feet on the mat before he scooped me into his arms and carried me to the dresser where he bent me over.
"Stay."
I did as I was told. I heard static before he called someone in. My body shivered. He took his place again behind me and I continued to stare at the door, waiting for one of his men to come inside and watch him use me. All I needed was the firm, thick length of him to fill me for a deep sigh to leave my mouth. It was then I heard the door open and close but before I had the chance to even look up something soft was being tied over my eyes while his cock thrusted in and out of my dripping pussy.
He trailed kisses up my back until his lips were hovering over my ear and he whispered, "Tell me if I go too far, my puppy."
He didn't pull away. Instead he sunk his teeth into the nape of my neck and thrusted into me harder and harder. He snarled. I felt my flesh burn under the unrelenting force of his jaws. I moaned his name and that fueled him to fuck me harder, massaging the G spot that he loved to torture. His hand reached beneath me to rub my clit. I whined again, my hips moving against his.
"Can I come on her, boss?" I didn't recognize the voice.
He spun me around and shoved me onto his back. He told his henchman to finish on my tits and let someone else inside. Then he buried his face in my pussy. My hips bucked against his face. I felt my pussy convulse as my orgasm ruined me. My mouth opened to let out a long moan only for someone's cock to slide down my throat. I felt his henchman's fingers stroke my hair.
"Is this alright?" He asked, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth.
I hummed my agreement. My moans shifted to whimpers when Alex's cock wash shoved deep inside of me again. I played with my nipples and his erection twitched inside of me. He kept massaging my clit as he fucked me senseless.
"You're a bad girl," He scolded.
His henchman's cock left my mouth and warm semen was sprayed over my face. I orgasmed again as the man left and a second later Alex released inside of me and my body deflated.
He pulled out of me and I heard him walk into the bathroom to turn on the shower again. When he returned to me he took off my blindfold and carried me under the hot water. He washed me off before he laid me on his bed to dress himself. To my surprise he carried me into the lobby, naked and exhausted, and yet in his arms I felt safer than I ever had. He stroked my hair and caressed my cheek so tenderly that I drifted off in his firm, loving grasp.