Page 18 of Cruel God

Piper placed her hands on her knees. “He fucked me, master.”

“How hard?”

“Hard, sir.”

“Look at me, pet.” Immediately her head shot up, and her gaze met mine. “How hard did Colton Riggs fuck you?” I spat out every word.

Piper recoiled when I raised my voice. “I can…I can show you, master.”

I nodded, and Piper got up on her feet. Slowly she started to untie her robe and pushed it off her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet, leaving her naked in front of me.

Immediately my eyes found the marks just above her hip bones—blue bruises clearly caused by strong hands gripping her curvy hips with a kind of force only ecstasy could cause. But then she turned around and showed me the purple and red lashes across her ass cheeks.

I sat back as I stared at Piper’s bruised ass. “Well, what do you know? Our guest has a little sadist hidden beneath that good boy façade.”Just as I had suspected.I fucking knew when I noticed the way Colton stared at Piper that the man felt ashamed about something—and I was now staring straight at that something.

“You can turn around now.”

I took a cigar and lit it, blowing out the smoke in pure satisfaction. It felt so fucking good knowing that I had one thing in common with Colton. We weren’t so different after all. That fucking pussy thought he was better than me, thinking he could play his way into my circle and take Hope away. Not a fucking chance. I would make him drown in the darkness my world had to offer, rendering him incapable of saving anyone. Especially her.

“You did good, Piper. You’ve pleased me very much.”

“Thank you, master.”

Piper didn’t move, and I cocked a brow. “Is there something else?”

“Is there nothing else I can do to please you, master?”

The way her gaze drifted from my face to my crotch told me precisely what she had in mind. She felt the need to prove her submission and loyalty to her master by sucking my cock. I had been around these women long enough to know that they needed to service their master in one way or the other every so often so that they could feel like they belonged, like they still had a purpose. Without it, they were nothing but empty vessels and pieces of flesh.

“My dear, pet.” I held out my hand to her, and she placed her palm in mine. It had been a very long time since I gave her the honor of feeling my dick deep inside her cunt. But I allowed her the pleasure of sucking my dick now and then, but that was more for her than for me, to make her feel secure in her meek existence. Just a few days ago, I had her swallow my cum, but it was only because my true pet, my sweet Butterfly, wasn’t there when I needed to act the part of a true Cain. A master and god of this world. Unfortunately, my life didn’t afford me the luxury of letting others know I had something incredibly special to me. It was the ones we loved that had the power to destroy us. I had too many enemies waiting for me to fuck up, waiting for an opportunity to destroy me. And touching my Hope, taking her from me would fucking ruin me. And for that reason, I had Piper and Carla around, the two women I used to complete the wicked image of Rex Cain. They helped to complete the portrait of a man who ruled his damn kingdom with an iron fist.

But truthfully, ever since Hope became mine, I had no interest in the other women anymore. They had become nothing but a duty and a way to keep up appearances. It was in that hidden room upstairs where my real obsession lay—my one true pleasure.

I pulled Piper closer and placed a hand on her naked hip, brushing my thumb up and down her naked flesh, staring at her bare pussy, probably soaked with the need to be filled with my cock, before looking up at her.

“You have pleased me incredibly, my little pet. But right now, I need you to focus all your attention and energy on our guest, okay?” I took her hand, a tiny affectionate gesture. “Make sure our guest’s every desire is fulfilled—no matter what. Do you understand?”

“Yes, master.”

“Good girl. Now, go to your room. You have my permission to pleasure yourself tonight. After that, rest. When Mr. Riggs returns, he will need all the attention you can give him.”

Piper nodded, stepped back, picked up her robe and walked back into the house.

I took another drag of my cigar and relaxed back into the chair. Piper was a good servant, loyal and incredibly tame. But she didn’t come close to Hope. Just thinking of pushing my cock down Hope’s throat made me hard.

My phone started vibrating on the table next to me. Without saying a word, I answered the call.

“Cargo has been delivered,” Colton’s voice came through the receiver.

“Good.” I hung up.

Continuing to look up at the wall beside the two bedroom windows, I wondered how it would be if they saw each other—the brother, sister reunion. Would she cry? Would she laugh? I had never heard her laugh before. How would it sound? A chortle that originated deep within her chest, or a howling sound that would become louder and louder until her stomach hurt? Fuck, I didn’t even know what her face would look like when she laughed.

Jesus Christ, where did all these ridiculous thoughts come from? Why would I care what her laugh sounded like? Why does the idea of her ever reuniting with her brother stir such intense hatred deep inside my gut?

I will not lose control.

I stubbed the half-smoked cigar in the ashtray, picked up my drink and walked into the house. I waited up especially for that call to see if Colton would pass the test. A slight vibration indicated the message I had been waiting for as well.

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