Kirsty grinned. “Good. You’re going to make me feel really good tonight.” She pulled at the strings of her bikini bottom and let it fall to the floor before laying down on the bed, her legs apart and knees tented. Anna crawled up between her legs, took a deep breath, and leaned down to Kirsty’s wet, pink pussy.
She tentatively extended her tongue. Anna knew what to do, but didn’t have much experience with women. She licked her from bottom to top once, and Kirsty moaned. Anna did it again, this time with more pressure, and Kirsty moaned again. She buried her tongue in the silken folds and sucked and licked her, eliciting more moans. She pushed two fingers inside and swept her tongue across the erect clit, and Kirsty shuddered. Thrusting repeatedly, Anna sucked on Kirsty’s clit and Kirsty cried out loudly.
She pulled her fingers out and pressed her tongue at the opening, and Kirsty bucked her hips. Anna’s tongue slid between the swollen folds and thrust it in and out. She stopped for a moment to suck in the pussy juices and Kirsty cried out when she did so. Anna repeated the motion again and Kirsty cried out again.
Anna licked and sucked Kirsty until her hips squirmed.
“Make me come, bitch.”
Anna sucked hard on her clit and thrust her fingers in and out, over and over again.
Anna’s fingers were soaked with Kirsty’s juices. She rubbed the top of her passage, eliciting another deep moan. Anna kept rubbing the spot and sucking on her clit. Kirsty’s pussy clenched around Anna’s fingers and she moaned loudly.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” she mumbled.
Kirsty clenched even harder and climaxed hard. As Kirsty relaxed, she opened her eyes slowly. She glared at Anna, but the door suddenly crashed open and she gasped.
Alex sprinted up the stairs two at a time and slammed opened the door to Garrett’s room. Anna lay on her stomach on the bed. Between Kirsty’s legs.
At the sound of the door hitting the wall, Anna jumped and turned toward him, Kirsty’s juices on her chin. He let out a low growl as his hands clenched into fists and his jaw muscles tightened. Never before had he felt such rage towards Kirsty as he did in that moment. There was no way in hell Anna had come up here voluntarily.
Alex closed his eyes and counted to ten to gain some semblance of control. If he lost it, he might scar Anna for life. He opened his eyes at a soft cry and saw Anna clambering off the bed to bow low in front of him. The terror he caught in her eyes made him suck in a breath and blow it out slowly.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Alex said in a low voice, almost snarling, as he walked into the room. Seth and Tony followed him and shut the door. Alex stepped over Anna as he approached the bed.
Anna’s muffled voice came from the floor, “She knows what I?—”
“Not you, Anna.” Alex’s voice was sharper than he’d intended. Shit. He didn’t want to scare her any more than she already was. Whatever the fuck Kirsty had done to her had been enough to make Anna fear him again. Alex growled and glared at Kirsty. “You. Kirsty.” His voice was quiet, but full of rage.
Kirsty shrank back into the bed, her eyes darting around the room in fear.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Kirsty sat up to look at Anna on the floor, then looked Alex directly in the eye and narrowed her eyes. “She’s a fucking sex slave, Alex. I was taking advantage of the situation.” She smiled and gave a small shrug, though her hands shook the tiniest bit. “They’re well trained, you know.”
Alex arched a brow and frowned. “I’m well aware of their abilities.”
Kirsty narrowed her eyes again.
“Why do you think it’s okay to take advantage of one outside of a Manor?”
“Alex...” Kirsty rolled her eyes. “That’s what they’re for, silly. You know that.” She flashed a seductive smile and moved her legs to reveal her glistening, pink pussy. “We could enjoy her together.”
Alex growled again and then inhaled deeply, trying to slow his heartbeat and cool his body again. He had half a mind to tell Seth to take Anna from the room so he could deal with Kirsty, but doing so might make Anna feel worse. And he didn’t want to make a scene at Aaron’s party. He pressed his lips together and glared at Kirsty.
“Her owner will never find out. And I doubt he’d care if he knew.” Kirsty looked down at Anna bowing on the floor, then back at Alex, brows drawn together. “Wait a minute. Why did she bow to you?”
“It’s a defense mechanism,” Alex said without thinking, then his shoulders slumped and his voice softened as he fully realized what Anna was doing. He closed his eyes as he continued. “When a slave senses her owner is angry, they put themselves in the most submissive position they can.”
Alex kneeled in front of Anna and pulled her arms to have her sit up.
She stared at the floor, her body shaking. “I’m sorry, Master,” she whispered.
He cupped her cheek and lifted her face. He smiled softly, his heart aching for the trembling girl in front of him. “Schatzi, the only thing you did wrong was doing something you didn’t want to do.”
“Master?” Kirsty jerked her body to the edge of the bed. “What the fuck, Alex?”
Alex’s jaw clenched and the heat rose in his chest again. He couldn’t deal with Kirsty’s shit anymore. He might as well tell Kirsty some of the truth. She half-knew already. And what she knew of The Brotherhood would keep her mouth shut about the rest. She wasn’t that dumb. “Show her your bracelet, Anna.”