Chapter 33
ZERO.
I loaded my backpack with weapons and swung it over my shoulder. If I'm going to reach Santa-Orion today, I've gotta pack light and travel fvcking fast.
Felaray wants Lani. Told him I'll give her to him. We agreed tomorrow. Exchange the cuπt for your asshole, he'd said. It's agreed, we meet tomorrow.
Bastard's got a great deal of surprise coming his damn way. He'll only get Lani over my dead-fvcking-body.
She's mine.
He might expect an ambush, but the dumbshit sure as fvck won't be expecting it today. And that's why he'll be getting it today.
As I laced my shoe, I turned to see Lani at the door. I paused the movement of my hands, as I stared into her worried face.
She walked closer,knelt down and helped me with the shoelace. The dusted the speck of dust at the top part of the shiny boot.
Then, she stared up at me. "Please be careful." She whispered.
Heavenly fvck, I don't know how I landed this woman. But it sure as fvck doesn't matter, no one is taking her away.
Instead, the bastard leaves in a body bag. Simple and so fvcking short.
"I'll be careful." I hate leaving her here, unprotected. I hate it so much, too much.
But, Morris..... No. I have to get to that asshole. Can't let him die. No way that shit is happening.
Who will clean up my goddamn mess if he dies? Nope. Not letting that shit go down.
She followed me to the sitting room. On the way to the door, I turned to her.
"Keep yourself in here. This house has fvck---has been my home and Pops, it has a lot of security or Pops and I would have died a long time mind. The surveillance camera to the surroundings of this house is in the room upstairs, check it from time to time." I paused to know if she's following.
When she nodded, I knew she's understanding, so I continued.
"Once there's an unusual movement, it'll trigger the alarm. Come down stairs and go through the back, there's a small room there. Raise the carpet from the floor, there's a secret ground-door. Raise it up and enter inside, bolt the bulletproof ground-door and climb down the stairs. It's a secret underground room. There are always supplies there to last you three days, in case of emergency."
"Wow....." She was awed as she took in the information. "This house has all that.....?"
I nodded once. "Pops made enemies over the years, and he lived in this house for years. Nothing can ever touch him here. You can't even burn the house to the ground, there are some part of the house that is fire resistant.....including the underground."
He paused, and added. "You'll be safe, doll."
She still has that worry on her face, like a wife who's husband is army and about to go on a dangerous mission.
"I'm worried, Zavier. But not about me." She whispered softly, "I-I don't want you to get hurt....."
No one has ever given a fvck about if I lived or died before. No one at all. Not even me.
But she....this beautiful little doll that shines like the very unreachable stars in the goddamn sky gives a fvck.
The knowledge baffles the shit out of me. It tightens my motherfvcking chest and I suddenly became a motherfvcker in need of oxygen.
I took the only oxygen I know I want. One I want more than breathing.
I dropped the backpack to the ground and picked her up into my arms. She gasped in surprise but relaxed into my embrace.
The urgency was driving me the fvck outta my goddamn mind, I pushed her up to the nearest wall and slammed our lips together.
I kissed her with all the pent-up hunger inside of me for the past three-fvcking-days. Fvck, it's like coming home, being inside her soft mouth.
I want inside her body. Want it more than my next breath.
I want to do so many things to this body of hers. I want to bury myself so deep we'll need fvcking surgery to be separated again.
I turned her to face the wall and kissed the back of her neck, she moaned softly. I yanked her top up and grunted in frustration as I encountered the annoying baggy pants she has on.
With a yank, I tore the material from her body. The sound of clothes ripping filled the air and her panties followed suit. In seconds, her pvssy was bare for me.
"Yes....fvck." I groaned as I touched her, tasting her readiness. She's wet, thank fvck, but not ready to take me.
I devoured her lips again as I touched her pvssy. Soft signs escapes her mouth and I swallowed them all. With my other hand, I unbuckled my pants and freed my c0ck.
I plunged a finger into her and fvcked her with it. She mewled in her throat as I continued the administration. She was limp in my arms, her hands wrapped around my neck as she held on time.
As I fvcked her with my fingers, she creamed my finger and I added the second one and felt her stretch for me. Double fvck.
I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth over and over again, mimicking the rhythm of sex, showing her with my tongue what I want to do with her body.
"Ohhh...." She moaned as she came up for oxygen, I took her lips again with mine, not giving her a fvcking break.
Then, I withdrew my fingers and licked her juices completely from my fingers and fvck if she doesn't taste so great.
I count the days I'll eat her out. And I will. Soon.
I lifted her and wrapped her leg around my waist, while she stood with the other. I lined myself and plunged into her.
She tore her lips from mine and gave a sharp scream. She trembled in my arms as I fvcked into her hot tight pvssy.
"God.....you feel so damn good, doll..." I grunted as I thrust hard and fast.
"Zero....!" She buried her face to my neck as she moaned, her hands tight around me, she hang on for dear life.
I chuckled softly because she just forgot the new name she's been calling me for the past three days.
"Zavier." I corrected, liking the name on her tongue.
"Zavier..." She whispered, her hot breath fanning my neck. I held her tight in my arms as I slammed into her over and over again.
The sound of skin meeting skin filled the air and at the back of my mind, I remembered that I wasn't taking her with a goddamn honest-to-fvck condom.
Shit, no wonder it feels so damn good, I thought with a grunt.
Nothing more to worry about because of the contraceptives the damned doctors gave to her days ago.
Her soft cries filled the air and the sound of flesh meeting flesh.
I won't last for long, it feels so damn good. But I sure as fvck am taking her with me. I placed my finger to her cl't and rubbed it ruthlessly.
"Ahhhh...!" Her breath quickened, her cries increased and then she was falling over with a strangled scream.
Her leg turned to water and she almost fell but I easily lifted her into my arms without pausing the movements of my thigh.
"Fvck, yeah....!" I gritted out, thrusting deep and hard. Her her inner muscles squeezed me so tight, I fell over the edge with a groan and rode out my pleasure.
The seconds that followed, I tugged my semi-hard c0ck into my pants, my breathing slowed and I carried the limp Lani to the nearest couch and laid her in it.
Tired eyes trailed my movements. I was a little rough with her and I never intended to. Just that the damn hunger for her has a special way of driving me so damn mad, I become a lustful animal.
Morris.....
The thought of him had me cleaning up swiftly with a washcloth and rearranging my clothes. "I have to go, doll." I whispered.
She nodded gently.
"Don't forget everything I said about your safety."
She looked like a woman wiped out with pleasure. She blinked slowly, her cheeks flushed. "I won't. Please, be careful."
My lips curved up. "Ain't dying now, doll. Still has a lot of shit planned for this damn addictive body of yours. How am I gonna achieve them dreams from damned hell? Nah, ain't dying now."
She blushed prettily. "You tease and joke in the most serious time." She whispered shyly.
I grimaced and straightened to my full height. "That's what happens when you hang out with that shithead Morris for a damn long time."
"Bring him back alive, Zavier." Her eyes pleaded with me.
I'm not sure I like her concern for that c0cksucker because I want to be the only assh0le she's concerned about.
But I nodded anyway. "I plan to."
Then, I swung the backpack over my shoulder and headed out.
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