Page 6 of Dangerous Allure

“I’ve missed you baby, you haven’t come around lately.” She purrs, running that same finger down my chest and over my abs, grabbing my belt buckle.

“Have you been doing your kegels? Because last time, I ripped that pussy apart and it was like fucking a gaping hole.” I smirk and she gasps, taking a step back.

“Yes, and you don’t have to be such a dick about it.” She says and I laugh.

“Just stating facts, baby. I enjoy tight cunts, not floppy ones. Have a good night.” I say, dismissing her.

“You’re such a fucking asshole. Maybe if you knew how to fuck, this wouldn't be a problem.” She says and I snap. Getting in her face, I wrap my hand around her throat, squeezing as I take my knife from its sheath and press it between her legs. She gasps and I smile.

“Ya know what, Juliette? You’re going to be my pet for the night.” I say, pressing the blade harder against her cunt. A tear drops from her eye and I lean in to lick it.

“You used to be sweeter. I’ll fix that.” I release her neck and reach into my back pocket. Wrapping my fingers around the leather band, I take it and slowly drag it up her chest and buckle it around her throat. “Ah, my little pet. Be a good bitch and follow me.” I grin and she gasps as I attach a chain leash to the black leather dog collar.

Spinning, I pull her with it as she stumbles to keep up with me. Dragging her along, I go in search of Axel and Brax who are sitting at a table playing cards. I find an empty chair and sit it in. I grip the leash, pulling her down to her knees.

“Sit! Don’t fucking move. If you do, I’ll put on a different collar and you won’t like the bites it leaves. So be a good little bitch and do as you’re told.” I command, and she nods. I pull the leash again, causing her to almost fall on her face.

“Words, Juliette.” I spit.

“Yes, master.” She says and I pat her on the head before looking up at my brothers and dismissing her as her friends come over. Braxton summons Lila and Jen scurries away. They deal me in the next round while we wait for Mavericks' arrival. It doesn’t take Brax long to get Lila on her knees under the table. Usually, I’d join in with him and his festivities. We share girls more than we fuck them solo, but tonight, it’s about me and Mav fighting over a girl I really don’t give a fuck about. All because me selling her some pills apparently hit a nerve.

Revving of an engine has me looking over my shoulder.Finally, the prick arrives.Handing the leash to Axel, he smiles, which doesn’t happen often.

“Don’t kill this one. I don’t need her asshole father breathing down our necks. You can play, just don’t leave too many marks.” I tell him and he nods.

Turning towards the crowd, I see he’s already heading for me so I meet him halfway. We bump fists and I remove my shirtwith one hand and my sheath with the other, placing both down on the grass.

Lifting my fists, I wait for him to come at me which he does, swinging wide as I jab him in his cheek causing his head to slightly jerk. He smiles wide coming at me again, swinging left and right, catching me in the chest, causing me to stumble.

“Is that all you got, big brother? All over some pussy.” I say and he growls.

“She’s not just some pussy and I want you to stay the hell away from her.” He spits, hitting me again in the chest.

“I bet she’s fucking tight and tastes so sweet.” I taunt, causing him to bum rush me, knocking me to the ground. He straddles me as I cover my face while he lays punch after punch in my ribs, trying to get to my face. I roll him off me, getting back to my feet. I steady myself at the perfect moment to see a glint of silver out of the corner of my eye just as Braxton yells, “Gun!” I tackle Mav to the ground as a bullet flies above our heads.

Braxton springs into action as the gunman points directly at us. For a split fucking second I see my life flash before me, and for some weird fucking reason, sea blue eyes blind me momentarily before Braxton slams into the gunman, taking him to the ground as the gun goes off again hitting the dining room window. Everyone scatters like roaches as I get to my feet, holding my hand out for my brother to take.

“You good?” I ask Mav and he nods, taking my hand and getting to his feet. We run over to Brax who has the guy pinned.

“Parties over!” I shout.

“Let’s take our new friend to the basement and see why he thought it was a good idea to point his gun at a Cyprus.” I command as Brax lifts the prick off the ground, taking the zip ties Axel is holding out for him and securing the pricks hand behind his back.

“Let’s roll. Juliette, you’re with us. I want you to watch what happens to those that go against and try to harm a Cyprus. Buckle up buttercup. This will haunt your dreams for eternity.” I taunt as she tries to scream, but Axel grips her collar, dragging her like the dog she is behind us.

He gives no fucks for her screams nor her pleading. He revels in her sounds and later, depending on her behavior, I might let his little demon loose to play. Time to get our hands a little bloody.

Chapter 5

Presley

Ugh, it’s Monday morning and I was able to get out of the house unscathed by Stan. I did see my mother though and she looked like absolute hell. She rolled her eyes at my presence and I just dipped out to catch the bus to school.

Jacob Lee usually picks me up, but there was a last minute practice this morning so I’m left to my own devices. I text Mav for a ride but he left me on read which means I’m going to hear about it at some point today if not after school. I don’t like starting my day stressed out over boys. It ruins my whole mood for the morning.

Walking to the bus stop, I turn as I hear an engine rev beside me.

“Pres, you need a ride?” Harley asks, but I notice Amber in the car and shake my head.

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