“Cum, pet. Squeeze my cock so tight I can’t move,” he growls, and my body obeys, falling over the edge, screaming my release.
“Yes, Harleigh. Just like that. Oh, fuck, baby!” I feel his cum spilling deep inside of me as I squeeze him, pushing me into another mini-orgasm as the aftershocks pulse through me.
After we’ve come down from the high, he fixes my panties and gets his jeans back on, before helping me to stand.
“That was insane.” I giggle, and he rolls his eyes with a smile.
“Are you okay?” He pulls me in for a hug, and I beam up at him.
“Never fucking better.” I sigh, and hug him tight before pulling away and walking over to Paul. His eyes are filled with disgust and anger, and I smile. “I was never yours to touch, asshole.” I turn to O, blowing him a kiss. “Have fun, baby.” And I walk out the door with a wink, his dark laughter following me down the hall.
Orion
Damn, that girl just gets me.
I’m already hard again from how hot it was to watch her get in my father’s face like he hadn’t been vulgar, and inappropriately touching her just a couple days ago. She knows I will make him pay for that.
“You know…” I rub my chin as I walk over to him, slowly circling his chair. “I get why you wanted her for yourself.” He screams against the tape, and I’m giddy to rip it off, just knowing how badly it’s going to tear his skin when I do. “She’s stunningly beautiful.” I stop in front of him and bend to get in his face. “She’s smart.”
My hand grabs the edge of the tape, and I start to pull on a corner ever so slowly, making him scream behind the tape.
“She’s beyond powerful. More powerful than you or anyone else can imagine, I assume. You know, having Lucifer as a grandfather and all.” More pulling, more screaming as drops of blood start to stream down his chin from the small section I’ve pulled so far. “She’s everything I never knew I wanted or needed.”
I pull harder on the next section, and the blood flowing down is instantaneous. It fills me with happiness to know I’m already hurting him, and I’ve barely gotten started.
“You’re fucking pathetic, old man. You think you’re so strong and important, but the moment I get you alone, you’re already whining like a little bitch.”
I rip the rest of the tape off in one fast motion, and the blood starts pouring out of the shallow wounds ripped from his skin.
His screams echo around the room as he curses me out, spitting blood on the floor by my feet.
“Fuck you, Orion. You’re a worthless piece of shit that no one will ever love. I sure as fuck never loved you!” he throws at me, and I laugh.
Like I give a shit about him loving me? He’s not parent material. I don’t know a whole lot about what decent parents look like, but I know Harleigh has three that love her unconditionally, and she deserves every second of it.
Me? I’m fine with knowing I grew up unloved. I don’t care or feel any different for it.
“Tsk tsk. You should be nice to me, father.” I shake my head as if I’m disappointed in him. He knows how this game works by now. “I’m the one who controls your life, your pain. Basically everything.” I smile down at him. “You’ve already pissed yourself because you’re tied to a chair. How long do you think it will be before you have to sit in your own shit?”
He gags and I laugh.
“You’re going to give up everything we’ve ever worked toward for some girl?!” He tries to distract me by bringing up the plans him and Raphael brought to me two years ago.
“Yes, I am.” I shrug, and walk over to my table of tools. “You see…” I pick up a pair of automotive clamps and walk back to him. “That girl, as you choose to call her, is everything we aren’t.”
Opening his shirt, I take the clamps and tighten each one onto his nipples until he’s gasping for breath through the pain. I hope he doesn’t think this is over, but for now, I’m content to leave them where they are.
“Don’t worry, Dad. We’re just getting started.”
6
Lucifer
“What do you mean they’re missing?!” I bellow through the phone at David.
“I mean, they showed up to give their witness accounts to the council and haven’t been seen or heard from since.”
Fuck. This cannot be happening.
I dropped Raphael off with the council two days ago and haven’t heard anything since. I should have heard something about a decision by now.
“I don’t have a good feeling about this, David. Something isn’t right,” I confide my thoughts to him, and he sighs.
“No shit.”
I stop, my mouth hanging open for a second before I burst into laughter.
“Holy shit. The righteous angel who yells at his son for his language, just cursed at me?”
“This isn’t a normal situation. Besides, working with you probably has a negative affect on me.”
I snort at him. “Bullshit. It’s the stress of this shit, and you know it. If the other angels helping Raphael were on the council, we are going to end up going to war, David.”
He’s silent for a moment before answering.
“I know. I don’t want that to happen, but I think it’s time to talk to Him about it all,” he says.
Him. The Father. My Father and Creator.
