The Virgin Duet Page 11

  “If I was you, Becs, I would be singing another tune. Without him, I have no reason not to do what I want to do to you.” Reaching into his already-open jeans, he pulls his cock out and starts to stroke himself. “I could still use your body though.” I can feel his eyes run over my body as if they’re actually touching me.

  “I’ll fight you,” I snap out. “Too much stress and I could lose this baby. All that money down the drain,” I say with as much force as I can, so that maybe he’ll believe me. I’m not sure I would put up much of a fight if I there was a danger any harm would come to my baby. I would endure anything to protect my child.

  He continues to just stare at me while he strokes himself. I turn my face so I don’t have to look at him.

  “Look at me.” His growl pulls my eyes back to him. Why does he do this? I know for a fact he just fucked another woman in the other room. I’ve been to his club and I know women throw themselves at him.

  He starts pumping himself fast, but I see something move in the doorway and it catches my attention. It’s the woman who’s been bringing me food. I also think she’s the one he was fucking moments ago, judging from the state of her undress. Her hair is wet, and she has a towel wrapped around her body. When our eyes meet, all I can think is if looks could kill I’d be a goner.

  Glancing over his shoulder, Nico nods for her to come closer. She smirks at me as if she has won some battle that I don’t want to be a part of. She drops the towel and struts towards him like she’s on the runway. She’s pretty enough to be. Why someone like her would choose to be with Nico is beyond me.

  When she reaches him, she leans in to take a kiss, but he grabs her by her long, wet, chocolate brown hair and pulls her back from him.

  “You know better,” he snaps at her. “God knows where your fucking mouth has been.” Forcefully releasing her hair, he pushes her and she falls to the floor, letting out a squeak.

  When she starts to get up he stops her with a shake of his head. “Crawl over here and do the only thing you’re allowed to with your mouth.”

  I wonder if she is going to do it. When she starts to crawl towards him, I see a smile on her face. What the fuck? Getting on her knees, she takes him into her mouth. Looking back at him, I see he’s just staring at me.

  “Spread your legs.”

  I close my eyes and shake my head no.

  “Becs, don’t make me come over there. I promise it will hurt if I have to do it. I can’t fuck you yet, but I’m going to look at the pink pussy while I get my cock sucked, and you better hope it curbs the craving for what I want to do to you.”

  Shakily I extend my legs back out and spread them, hoping he won’t make me remove my underwear.

  “More,” he growls as he starts to pump himself into the woman’s mouth. Sucking noises fill the room and it makes me nauseous.

  Spreading my legs a little further apart, I watch his eyes lock on my covered pussy.

  “Pull them to the side,” he commands, licking his lips.

  Fearing that he’ll actually make good on his threat to come over here, I tentatively grab the side of my panties, pulling them over so my pussy lips are showing. I start to close my eyes but I know he’ll just make me open them again.

  “Ah fuck, Becs,” he moans, taking a fistful of the woman’s hair, pushing her further down on him while he pumps into her at the same time. “Fuck, I can’t wait to get into that pussy. I’m gonna fill your cunt with my cum. You’ll take every drop of me until I can’t cum anymore. My balls will be completely empty.”

  His words make my stomach turn, and I try to focus on a spot beyond him. If I have to watch anymore, I might throw up again.

  “I never came in a pussy before, Becs. I’ve always wrapped up, but for you, for you I would give you every load of it, paint the inside of your cunt with it. You want that?” he asks, but I’m not sure if he’s expecting me to really answer. I just keep staring past him. I hear the sounds of the woman, moaning like she’s enjoying it. Thankful he’s using her and not me.

  “Becs!” he snaps out and I know I’m going to have to answer him. I try to say something but I can’t push the words out of my mouth.

  Meeting his eyes, he looks almost wild, like his control could snap, like he could snap.

  “Nico,” I whisper trying to maybe calm him down.

  At the sound of his name, he cums. Pushing his cock all the way into the woman’s mouth, his hips give little jerks while he’s fully sheathed in her. His eyes are still locked on my uncovered pussy. Releasing my hand, the underwear snaps back into place and I bring my legs back up to my chest.

  With his hand still locked in the woman’s hair, he pulls her up with it so she’s standing. She doesn’t protest any of his treatment.

  “Get dressed and bring her lunch,” he nods at me. “Then get ready for your shift tonight.” He lets her go and she glares at me again. I can tell she wants to say something, but stops herself. I’m sure she’ll let me have it when she comes back with my food. Food I will not be eating. This bitch is clearly crazy. I’m not sure if I should be more afraid of her or Nico.

  Putting himself back into his pants, Nico sits on the bed with his back to me.

  “I want you to be straight with me, Becs. Don’t make me bring your brother in here to get answers to my questions.”

  I’m not sure what I’d do right now if I saw Sam. I want to know he’s okay, but I also know he’s the reason I’m here. I want to scream at him until I lose my voice. I had him clean for almost four months. We were safe.

  I should have known when he hadn’t been home in a few days that he was back with Nico. I just couldn’t bring myself to believe he would tell him where I was. But now it’s not just me he put in danger, it is my baby too. Sam may not be my real brother, but he is the only family I’ve ever known. The only person who never tried to change me. Shaking my head at my thoughts, I make myself answer him. Maybe the sooner he gets the info he needs, the soon he’ll leave me to be alone again.

  “What?”

  “Does he know?” I know what he’s asking, but for some reason I play dumb. Maybe because I don’t want to say it out loud.

  “Know what?

  “Becs,” he growls, and I can hear him losing his patience with me. God knows I don’t want him to knock my head against something again. I can still feel a throb in the side of my skull from the last time.

  “No, he doesn’t know,” I admit. I was going to tell him, but I just hadn’t worked it all out yet. I am scared. What if Bray tries to take the baby from me? He has more money than God. I’m sure he would have no trouble doing it. I don’t want to keep the baby from him, but every time I start to think of the million ways he could respond to finding out, I get so freaked out. I’ve never had a family before, and with this baby, I do now. It is something I’ve always wanted, something I’ve dreamed of. I want to give this baby a home like I never had. It may not be fancy, but he or she will feel loved. Every day they will know I want them. That I will never cast them aside like they mean nothing to me.

  “What will he do when he finds out?” Nico asks, turning to look at me.

  The million dollar question. I’m not sure how to respond because I’m not sure what he’ll do, but I think Bray will want our baby. I’m just scared of how pissed he might be at me. If he’ll take the baby from me, or if we’ll do this together. Maybe he wants us both, but I push that thought from my head. Bray showed me that he’d never be happy with me. I don’t fit in his world. Maybe a baby won’t either. Where would the workaholic find the time?

  “I’m not sure, to be honest with you,” I admit, wringing my fingers in my hand. Sam tried to pressure me a few times for answers, but I’d just skate around them. I’ve only known for a little while that I am pregnant, but when a tiny bump started to show there was no hiding it from everyone else. At first I was excited to always have this piece of Bray, that we would forever be tied together, but once my mind got the best of me I was pretty fucking scared. />
  “Guess we’re going to find out how much he’ll pay for the thing,” he says, standing from the bed.

  I flinch at the word, ‘thing’.

  “What if he wants me too? Or doesn’t want either or us?” I question. Bray may not want me as his, but I don’t think he’d let harm come to me. Maybe he’ll be pissed about the baby, or think that I am going to keep it from him.

  “Not part of the deal, Becs. I’m willing to ransom off the baby, but I’m not giving you to him. But trust me, he’ll want the baby. As much as he’s been sniffing around for you, I think he’ll take any piece he can get.”

  Butterflies erupt in my stomach, but I try to hide my joy at hearing Bray’s looking for me. I know when I left he wanted me, but not in the forever kind of way. I only left because I knew it would never last, that I could never be what he wants, nor do I want to change. When I did try to mold to his world it only ate at me inside. I’d loved people in my past that couldn’t love who I am, even when I tried to be what they wanted. I seem to be unlovable.

  “Why are you doing this to me? Get your money and let me go! I don’t want you.”

  Before I get the last word out of my mouth, Nico is on me, nose to nose. I can feel his hot breath on my face. “I never fucking asked what you wanted, Becs. Is that what the other guy did, played nice? Well you took off from him, so I’m thinking you don’t like nice so much. I take what I want. Get used to it or life will be real fucking hard for you.” He skims his nose along my cheek, then I feel his wet tongue lick up the side of my face “Or you do what you’re told, and life can be a whole lot easier.” Leaning back he looks me in the eyes. It takes everything in me to not look away.

  A smile spreads across his face. “God, I can’t wait until you’re fully mine. But make no mistake, you’re mine now. That stupid fuck let you slip through his fingers, but I’ll never release you.”

  I can see in his eyes that he isn’t lying. His dark eyes are so cold, they send a chill down my spine.

  “If I was you, Becs, I would get used to the idea of us. Because I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep my hands off you until you pop that baby out.”

  With that he turns and leaves, but not before he calls over his shoulder, “I’ll be back tonight to play a little more with you. Maybe I’ll use your mouth next time instead.”

  The door slams and I hear the lock click in place.

  BRAY

  “Where the fuck is she?” I grit between my teeth and land another punch to the side of Sam’s face. I’m through playing nice.

  I’ve been searching for Rebecca for months and there’s been no trace of her or her brother. Hank has been on top of Nico’s activities since the moment I realized she’d left, and two days ago something finally changed. All of a sudden, Sam pops up at the club. After months of nothing, he comes out of nowhere, and the first place he’s spotted is at Nico’s side. It doesn’t take someone as smart as me to figure out what’s happened. I knew when she left she was going one of two places—to her brother or to Nico to find her brother. She must have gotten to Sam before Nico did, but looks like her brother couldn’t shake his addiction, even at the cost of his sister's life.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. She took off,” Sam says around a mouthful of blood. I let go of his shirt and he falls back into the chair. I’ve taken him to a warehouse I own near the docks. I need some privacy for what I have planned.

  “I guess if I had a bag of heroin, you’d give her up just as fast as you gave her up to Nico. Wouldn’t you?” I’ve got six men watching Nico’s club, and no one has seen him leave in the past two days. I know she’s in there, but I need more information before I go storming in, guns blazing. As soon as Sam cleared the club I was there to grab him. I know he is going to be my best resource in getting Rebecca back.

  “Aren’t you supposed to be some pansy-ass CEO who doesn’t get his hands dirty?” he wheezes, rubbing the side of his ribs. I’m guessing I broke a few already picking him up.

  I’ve loved one other woman in my life besides Rebecca. That’s my mother. I killed for her, and I have no problem doing it again for my Tinkerbell. She’s worth everything to me.

  I feel the sinister smile spread across my face as I lean in and get to eye level. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, Sam. These hands were dirty long before she came into the picture. You have no idea what I’m capable of, and that’s the reason you should fear me. You tell me where she is and I’ll let you live, but if you don’t start giving me the information I want, you’re going to find out what true pain is.”

  He audibly swallows and sits up in the chair. “She’s at the club,” he whispers. He takes a deep breath when I don’t respond.

  “What else?”

  “As far as I know he’s got her locked in one of the floors under the club. It goes down two levels, but I’ve never been through them all. Some of the girls who dance at the club have rooms there, but mostly it’s Nico’s space on the first level. The one below it is where he cuts most of his drugs, so it’s impossible to get inside. Just give it up, man.”

  “So you think he’s got her on the first level? The floor he’s staying on?” I try not to let my mind wander to what it is he could be doing to my fairy. I can’t allow my brain to go there yet. I have to stick to my plan and mentally organize myself or I’ll have another breakdown.

  “Yeah, but listen, you can’t get in there. He won’t hurt her. He swore it to me. All the times I tried to give him his money back, he always just wanted her. From the beginning, something about her made him crazy, and he had to have her. He’ll take care of her, I wouldn’t have told him where she was if he would have killed her.”

  Rage like I’ve never felt boils through my body and I react. I ball up my fist and backhand him out of the chair and halfway across the room with one strike. I walk over to where he landed and grab him by the back of his shirt, dragging him back to where we were. I pick him up and toss him back in his seat and lean down again so we are eye to eye. He’s having a hard time focusing on me, so I grab his face and make him look at me.

  “You betrayed the one person in this world who ever loved you.” Tears start to well in his eyes, and then he’s full-on sobbing while I hold his face. “Listen to me, Sam. When I find her, if there is one hair on her head out of place, I’ll show you what it’s like to beg for death. Do you understand?”

  He’s still crying like a child but nods his head in agreement. “I’m so sorry. I was doing so good, but then the cravings hit and I needed a fix. I thought I was doing the right thing.” I let go of him and he drops his head in his hands, his body shaking with his sobs.

  I walk out of the warehouse and leave him sitting there. When I exit the building, Hank is leaning against the car waiting on me. “She’s at the club, isn’t she?”

  “It’s what we expected. I need a layout of the building and exit points. It’s happening tonight.”

  “Just us two?”

  “I’m prepared to go alone.”

  “But lucky for you, you don’t have to.” Hank winks at me and then gets in the car. I slip in the backseat and mentally shuffle my plan. I have to have this perfect before we go in.

  I take a deep breath and recheck my weapon before we enter the building. We are trying to blend in, and looking as normal as possible helps our cover. Hank and I are dressed in suits with only one gun each. We’ve got silencers on them just in case we run into trouble, but from what I’ve calculated, this should be a casualty-free event.

  It’s a wonder drug dealers make it so long, because the people they surround themselves with can be so easily bought off. A few hundred bucks and we found out when the guard’s shift change is and, more importantly, where my fairy is being held.

  “It’s time,” I say, and give Hank a nod. I lead the way through the back alley and through one of the secret entrances. The door has been ‘accidentally’ left ajar and this is our sign that all is good to go.

  A few hundre
d dollars more got us a map of the building, so Hank and I know where we are headed. Through several hallways and down a dark set of steps, we come to the end of a long hall. The lights are set to low and we can hear the sound of women talking. We are on the right floor, and we need to make this fast before the guard we paid off has to flip the cameras back on.

  I count off doors as we reach the end of the hall and come to a door with the deadbolt on the outside. This is her. I look back and Hank nods at me, signaling he’s ready. He draws his weapon to cover my back and I pull my gun, ready for whatever is behind this door. I silently flip the lock and turn the knob. When the door is just a few inches open, it’s jerked out of my hand and a metal tray is swinging towards my face.

  I duck down, so the tray barely misses my eye, and catch it before it bangs against the wall, giving our position away.

  “Bray!” Rebecca shouts, and Hank and I fall into the room, shutting the door behind us. Hank pulls the door back open just a crack to keep watch and see if anyone heard her. I’m scooping her up in my arms and holding her to me as I scan the room for danger. “Oh God, oh God, Bray. I didn’t think you’d come for me.” She clings to me and weeps in my arms.

  “Shh. Not now, Tink. Let’s get you out of here.” I look to Hank and he looks back, giving me the all clear. I want to take time to find Nico and take him out, but my priority is always getting my fairy back to me. I shift her up higher on my hips and she locks her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. “Hold tight, Tink, we’re going home.”

  Hank leads the way out as I carry Rebecca and keep watch behind me for anyone following. As we reach the dark stairs, I catch a glimpse of a woman out of the corner of my eyes. I look over and point my gun at her, but she doesn’t make any move towards us. She’s got long dark-brown hair and her eyes are wild with anger. Rebecca tenses in my arms, and I know something is wrong.