Brie’s Mile High Club (Submissive in Love, #7) (13 page)

B
rie arrived home late from the Academy and knew the day ahead was going to be brutal. Still, she faithfully wrote to Sir in her journal, adding a brief fantasy rather than challenging herself with a toy. She hoped Sir would not only understand but employ it at some future date.

The Intruder

I’m woken by a strong hand covering my mouth.

“Don’t scream, otherwise I’ll have to hurt you.”

My mind sifts through the fogginess of sleep, quickly becoming alert when it registers that this man does not smell or sound like my fiancé.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I plead when he takes his hand away.

“Lie still and I won’t have to.”

I start trembling, my body thrown into the primal fight-or-flight instinct when he rips the blanket from me and whistles his admiration at my nearly naked body.

The hand returns to my mouth as he starts to caress me with the other. I can only stare at this frighteningly beautiful stranger as he invades me with his touch, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples before his hand heads lower.

I feel him pull at my panties, but I refuse to cooperate, squeezing my thighs together. It proves to be of no consequence as he rips the material from my body and tosses it aside. I whimper in terror and hear him chuckle under his breath.

Knowing that he hungers for my fear, I remain silent even when he forces his fingers between my legs.

His middle finger grazes over my clit, demanding entrance into my sex, but my pussy is dry and tight. I attempt to bite the hand covering my mouth, but he growls in anger and moves it from my mouth to my throat, pressing against my windpipe.

The action effectively quiets my protests.

“Open those fucking legs.”

I resist until the blood starts pounding fiercely in my ears, my body desperate for the oxygen it needs. I spread my legs for him and he rewards my obedience by easing the pressure around my neck.

He forces his fingers inside me, and I squirm but make no sound.

“Good girl,” he praises as if I am his pet.

My body is initially resistant to his manipulations, so he changes tactics, unzipping his pants. He repositions himself, straddling my chest and presenting me with his rigid manhood.

When I turn my head, he responds by increasing the pressure around my throat. “Come on, baby, open that mouth and suck that cock like a good girl.”

I shake my head, but when the pressure on my throat increases, I open my mouth reluctantly.

“That’s it,” he murmurs, forcing his large shaft between my lips. “I want to see it disappear down that pretty little throat.”

He releases his hold on my neck, grasping my hair with both hands as he forces me to take all of him. I am left gagging on his cock, and try to pull away, but he holds my head still, telling me, “I want you to choke on it.”

To my horror, he reaches between my legs and discovers I am wet. He looks at me, a knowing smile on his lips, but says nothing.

When he tires of my mouth, he announces, “I’m going to fuck you hard.”

“Don’t!” I cry out.

He laughs wickedly. “I never leave a wet pussy unsatisfied.”

The man grabs my wrists in one hand and lifts them over my head as he settles between my legs. I feel the head of his penis pressing against my opening.

“Make no mistake, I’m going to give this body exactly what it wants…”

Brie closed her journal and slipped it under her pillow, wanting to feel closer to Sir. She closed her eyes and eventually drifted off to sleep.

The alarm went off far too soon the next day, but she dutifully dragged herself out of bed and dressed. Checking her phone, Brie was relieved to see a text from Sir, sent while she was sleeping.

Thinking of you today. Be strong.

She texted back.

Thank you, Sir. Miss you.

She stuffed the phone into her purse, walked out of the room looking for Tono. She found him sitting cross-legged out on the patio. She opened the sliding door and asked, “Do you mind if I join you?”

“Please,” he answered, patting the ground beside him.

She knelt down and looked at the colors of dawn making their appearance in the eastern sky. The vibrant hues were spectacular, but did little to calm Brie’s heart.

“How are you?” she asked.

“At peace. And you?”

She smiled sadly. “Not so much.”

“Clear your mind,” he ordered gently.

She closed her eyes and listened to the birds singing as they greeted the new day. It was easy finding peace beside Tono, and it didn’t take long before her spirits were lifted.

“Thank you, Tono.”

“Today will be a good day,” he stated.

Tono leaned over and gave her a hug. She wrapped her arms around him, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Yes, it will,” she agreed.

They headed to the hospital early so that he could be prepped for surgery. Once Tono was settled in his room, Brie left to check on Faelan.

She noticed he had a grimace on his face when she entered the room, but it disappeared as soon as he turned towards her. “Well, look what the cat dragged in.”

She grinned, laughing softly. “Did you hear what happened last night?”

“Yes. Lea called to wish me luck and filled me in.”

Brie shook her head, thinking back on the night’s events. “It was nuts, Faelan.”

“Sounds like it.”

She took his hand, gazing into those ocean-blue eyes, and saw a look of foreboding in them. “How are you doing this morning?”

“I don’t want to do this, Brie. I’m only consenting for the sake of others, not myself.”

She lifted his hand to her cheek and admitted, “I don’t care what your motivation is as long as you go through with the surgery.”

“How is Nosaka doing?”

“He’s at peace. There’s no doubt he wants to go forward with this.”

Faelan broke eye-contact and looked out the window. “He’s a brave man.”

“Yes, he is. I think his courage comes from knowing this will save your life.”

He looked at her again. “I don’t like being on the receiving end.”

She kissed his hand and laid it back on the bed. “I know.”

“If anything happens…”

Brie shook her head. “Don’t.”

He ignored her plea. “If anything happens, let Mary know she was my last thought.”

Brie looked at the ceiling to hold back the tears. Once she had them under control, she looked him in the eye again. “I promise to tell her if needed,
but
I won’t need to. The surgery is going to be a success.”

“And one more thing.”

“What else?”

“Thank you.”

Brie smiled. “I’ll have you know there’ll be a piece of chocolate waiting for you when you wake up.”

“I’d prefer to wake up to heavy bass.”

She winked, giggling. “I’m sure that can be arranged…”

Faelan’s parents entered the room, so Brie took her leave, hugging them both on her way out. She could see the excitement and hope radiating in his mother’s eyes.

“This is really happening,” Mrs. Wallace exclaimed.

“Yes, it is!” she answered, matching the woman’s enthusiasm.

“We can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done.”

“Ren Nosaka is the hero here.”

Mr. Wallace spoke up. “We just finished visiting with him. What a remarkable young man.”

“I wholeheartedly agree,” Brie said. “I’m headed back to him now.”

As she was leaving, Faelan called out, “Brie.” She turned and smiled at him. “Don’t forget what I said.”

She knew what he was referring to, but refused to consider that he might not survive the surgery, and answered, “Deep bass. You’ve got it!”

Brie returned to Tono and found him surrounded by jars of preserves. “Wow, Faelan’s mother sure has been busy.”

Tono chuckled as he looked at them. “It’s a virtual fortress of fruit.”

She picked a jar up, examining the homemade label. “A fortress of fruit protection made with love.”

“I like that sentiment.”

“His parents are so excited, Tono. I don’t think they believed this day would ever come.”

“And how is the Boy?”

“Struggling, but still going through with it.” Brie put the jar down and walked over to him. The reality of what was about to happen hit her full force.

“How are you, Brie?”

“Good.”

He laughed softly. “Why do you bother lying to me?”

Brie shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

“It’s okay. You can voice it out loud.”

“I’m still afraid for you.”

Tono stared at her for a moment, then motioned Brie to him. “Listen to my heart.” Brie pulled down the railing and rested her head lightly on his chest. His slow, steady heartbeat resonated in his chest, declaring his vitality and strength. The sound of it soothed her growing fears.

She lifted her head and smiled at him. “It’s strong.”

“Remember that when you sit in the waiting room.” Her fears suddenly seemed foolish as she stared into his warm gaze. He reminded her, “I will be okay.”

Brie nodded.

She gave him one last kiss on the cheek for luck when Flora, one of his attending nurses, came in and announced that he was being taken to the operating room. Brie headed to the waiting room still riding high on Tono’s confidence, and burst out in giggles when she saw Master Anderson, Lea and Autumn waiting for her.

“I didn’t expect you guys to come!”

“Before he left, Thane insisted I stand in his place today,” Master Anderson explained.

She ran to hug him, thankful for his added strength while she waited through the dual surgeries.

She looked upwards and silently said,
Thank you, Sir!
before giving Lea and Autumn hugs. “You guys are the best.”

Autumn held up two “Get Well” signs she was holding. “I thought we could hang these up in their rooms.”

Lea looked at them and said excitedly, “Hey, we could have a little fun decorating their hospital rooms. What do you think?”

“Sounds a lot more fun than sitting around here worrying,” Brie replied.

“We should go to a party store if we want to do this properly,” Lea insisted.

Master Anderson sat down. “I’ll stay here and hold the fort.”

Brie’s eyes lit up. “Fort? Oh, that gives me a great idea for Tono.”

The girls giggled and chatted as they made their way to the elevator. Two hours later, Brie was placing the final touch, a little flag on the top turret of the fortress she’d created out of Tono’s jars of preserves. “He’s going to love this!” she stated proudly, stepping away from the windowsill to admire her creation.

“Brie,” Master Anderson said, walking into the room, his voice tense with worry. “You need to come. Something is happening. I’m noticing a lot of activity.”

Brie’s stomach sank, her whole body becoming numb as she rushed out of the room. She ignored the shouts of the nurses as she scooted through the closing doors of the restricted area and ran down the hallway until she found the operating room with all the commotion.

She stared through the glass window to see Tono surrounded by a crowd of nurses and doctors. Alarms were blaring as they rushed about, but her eyes were glued to the heart monitor—her worst fears were realized as she watched the straight line move across the screen.

“Tono…”

Time stopped. She felt the numbness take over her entire body while she watched helplessly as the paddles were brought out. His chest lifted from the table as the electricity was applied, but he lay back down limp and unmoving, the line continuing with cruel conviction.

Brie turned away and slowly slid down the wall, hugging her knees to her chest as she struggled to breathe. All thought faded into darkness as fear took hold. She heard faint voices insisting she leave the area, but she did not respond until she felt the strong arms of Master Anderson lifting her.

“He’s gone.”

Master Anderson said nothing as he carried her to the waiting room and cradled her in his protective arms. Lea and Autumn sat on either side of her, crying silently, but she was in too much shock to shed a tear.

Tono.

Master Anderson understood his role well and held her even tighter, sharing his strength while reminding her that she was not alone.

A short time later, Flora came into the room and walked straight to Brie. She stood to face the nurse, even though she was afraid of what Flora had to say.

“The surgeon wants you to know that Mr. Nosaka has been revived and his vitals are reading normal. Dr. Shepherd will speak to you later, once the surgery is complete. He expects Mr. Nosaka should be moving to the recovery room in the next hour or so.”

“Can I see him then?” Brie managed to choke out.

“No, I’m afraid not—he’ll need to be closely monitored—but once Dr. Shepherd gives his consent, you will be sent for.”

Brie touched her arm, needing her reassurance. “He’s okay, Flora?”

“Everything appears normal, Miss Bennett. Mr. Nosaka is a healthy man, and Dr. Shepherd remains optimistic he’ll make a full recovery.”

Once she left the room, Brie finally broke down, letting out all the pent-up fear and pain that had been building inside her. It was a cathartic release in the arms of her friends.