Tempest (20 page)

The yelling continued along with the knocking, drawing our attention back to Lyrical. Dominic looked at me and stated, “Well, don't just stand there, Gentlemen, You have a magic trick to execute: making a Dominant disappear without the authorities being the wiser.”

“That's not the only trick we have to execute tonight, Dom.” I winked at him as Osiris and I head toward the door. “There's one more piece of trash that needs to be removed before I make things right with My family.”

TWENTY-FOUR
NEFERTERRI

“I didn't mean for…He was only supposed to seduce You!”

Thanks to amani and the girls, I felt like a new woman.

I was so elated when amani told me during the menstrual service that my cycle had completed that I fucked him on the spot the minute he was done. After we'd finished, I sent him on another task while the girls and I prepared for a special undertaking.

Now that I had my faculties again, this bitch was going to pay dearly for what she did, and my girls would play an integral part in this particular sequence of events.

The funniest thing was she could have had him if she'd simply respected my position as the Lady of the House.

I really did hate women who didn't know their place.
Hate
is a strong word to use, but I hated her.

No, I didn't hate her. If I hated her, that would have meant I wanted to be like her, and nothing could be further from the truth. So, maybe
hate
was a strong term to use.

I wasn't about to invite the bitch to high tea, either, that's for damn sure.

I had her “escorted” to where I was because we needed to have a woman-to-woman chat about a few things. She wasn't exactly escorted, to be honest. Actually, she was abducted from her cabin after being drugged. She had to know her time was coming once
rumors around the island ran rampant that Lyrical couldn't be found. Considering I knew her partner in crime was being dealt with by Dominic, and I had a feeling my Beloved would be involved, too, that meant the woman in the equation needed to be dealt with by me.

Oh, she was about to get dealt with, all right.

I was incensed when Dominic told me of the scheme between them to separate my Beloved and me. I'd heard of some low-down, ignorant shit to do, but to conspire to break a couple up, especially in a sex-positive atmosphere that we lived in, was beyond reprehensible. Once I told shamise and sajira what had occurred, they were more than happy to oblige my desires to work Korina over before disposing of her.

She needed to be taught a lesson for trying to put asunder what no woman had cause to do.

The look in Korina's eyes conveyed her fear of what I might do.

The look in my eyes confirmed her fears were more than justified.

“So, instead of being a real woman, and a so-called Dominant at that, and coming to Me to say You wanted to sex My Beloved, You decided to be a little girl and play childish games with the intent of trying to replace Me. Does that about cover it?” I wanted to get the gist of what she thought she wanted. I needed to see if she had the guts to be real with me.

“Neferterri, please, it wasn't supposed to go down like that.” Korina tried to plead her case, and given the predicament she was in, she had reason to try.

Being suspended upside down against a metallic spider web when she finally regained consciousness while at the mercy of a “Black Widow” and her henchwomen might make a person a little nervous.

“So, how
exactly
was it supposed to go down, Korina?” I asked.
I nodded in shamise's direction, giving her silent permission to use the instrument in her hand.

Korina's eyes shot over to her left, where shamise had an attachment of the violent wand shaped like a devil's pitchfork. shamise moved the attachment closer to her skin, watching the purple-hued electrical current begin to surge from the attachment onto her flesh.

Korina's screams were music to my ears. shamise kept the attachment near her skin, watching the current course through her body. For the first pass, she took care to avoid the sensitive areas that might cause arrest, keeping the current in her lower extremities. She did, however, keep the setting at maximum. That meant no matter where she put the attachment, Korina would be in for the shock of a lifetime.

A few seconds later, shamise took the attachment off.

“You were saying about something not going down the way it was supposed to go, right?” I reiterated her words. “Before You answer, let Me alert You to something: You are suspended on a metallic apparatus while being shocked by an electrical device that, if I commanded My baby girl to do so, can be placed over Your heart and cause You to go into cardiac arrest.”

“You wouldn't dare.”

“I assure You, Korina, I'm not bluffing.” I raked my fingers through sajira's hair, stroking her like the kitten she was. “You see, You threatened Our submissives' peace of mind by trying to split apart their Daddy and Goddess. Now, they know We have Our moments where We might fight and be angry with each other, but they also know that We will always make things right and get back to what We do best. You have threatened that balance, and for that, You must suffer.”

“You can't do this!” She screamed.

“Is that Your final statement? My baby girl is getting a little itchy to follow through on My command.”

Korina thought it over for a few moments, looking into shamise's wild eyes and realizing she was in an untenable situation.

“Time's up, Korina.”

“Nooooooooo!!!! Okay, okay!!!! It was My idea, all right? I wanted Your husband for Myself, dammit! Are You fucking happy now?!?!” She screamed. shamise acted like she didn't hear the confession and continued moving closer to Korina with the attachment aimed right for her heart. “I told You what You wanted to know! Get her to stop, please!!!”

“See, now that wasn't so hard, now, was it?” I teased as I shook my head in shamise's direction. She stepped away from Korina and turned off the violent wand, the look on her face giving away her disappointment in not inflicting any more pain.

I swear she had her sadistic moments. She'd been paying more attention to me than I'd realized.

Korina tried to control her breathing, but she realized how close she came to closing her eyes for the final time in her life. Her naked chest heaved as she tried to get the words out in a feigned defiance. “You're…lucky I'm…chained…up like…this!”

“And You're lucky I'm in a merciful mood,” I retorted, ready to completely lose my sense of decorum around her. “I don't want to see You, or even hear about You, being around anyone or anything connected to Me, or so help Me I'll have You brought up on charges of conspiracy to commit rape and make sure Your life is a living hell.”

Korina scoffed. “I'll do whatever I damn well please, and I'll make sure You pay for what You and Your girls have done to Me. You think You're the only one who has friends in low places? This won't be the last time You see Me, bitch!”

Before sajira could catch me and before shamise could step in the way, I moved to where she was suspended and landed a sweeping kick to the side of her face, knocking her out cold. I continued to knee and punch into her abdomen before the girls caught my arms in midflight and pulled me away from her limp body.

“Goddess, we'll handle it!” I heard shamise scream. “i'm calling the sweeper team to take her away now!”

sajira loudly echoed her sister's sentiment. “She won't be found where She's going, and that's a promise!”

The next thing I heard was shamise's voice on the radio calling in the sweeper team. Minutes later, Dominic showed up with the rest of his team, and the only question he asked was, “Mercy or no mercy?”

“No mercy,” I spat, still angered by Korina's defiance after I'd spared her. The more I thought about it, the more I realized death was too good a price for her to pay. Dead women cannot show remorse. Tortured women, however, could sing a dozen tales, and I knew exactly where she could sing, too. “Does Seti still have His connections in North Africa?”

“Yes, m'Lady, He does,” Dominic responded.

“I want full discretion, Dominic. No mess, no tracks.”

“Consider it done, m'Lady. They'll know exactly what to do with Her the moment She touches down.”

The rest of the team immediately unshackled her and took her away from the room. It would be the last time I would see Domina Korina, and for the first time in a long while, I truly didn't care what would happen to her.

I had my family to worry about.

TWENTY-FIVE
RAMESSES

SMACK!!!

“That's for fucking Her!!!”

The sting of her hand against my cheek didn't deter me from kissing her harder.

“You sonofabitch…fuck, don't stop…fuck You, I'm still…shit, fuck Me!”

She had every right to be pissed, but her body needed to be fucked at that moment.

I was more than happy to oblige.

I growled in her ear as I pulled her legs over my shoulders, acting as though this encounter would be the last thing I'd ever do on this earth. She continued to claw and scratch at my face as I drilled into her, going deeper by the stroke, trying my best to erase the pain of the past forty-eight hours.

I was intent on reclaiming what I knew already belonged to me, no matter how pissed off she was.

She was intent on making sure I had plenty of battle scars to show for it, despite her body calling for me to take the pain away.

“You had to have Him, too, huh? Before He tried to turn the tables on You.” I tried to rush the words out of my mouth as each stroke brought us closer to the brink of climax.

“But…You…fucked…Her!” She wasn't about to let my transgression
fall by the wayside, but her body had other ideas about her continuing the conversation in a coherent manner. Her tears streamed down her face as orgasmic waves rushed through her with no remorse or hesitation, turning her body into a conduit for the pulses I sent through her, enhancing her flight into the stratosphere.

“I…was…tricked…into…it!” I grabbed for her throat as she raked across my face, scratching my neck in the process. “I…love…You…fuck…give it to Me!”

Angry, white-hot, make-up sex was some of the most intense sex anyone could have. I wanted her, needed her, to take out her wrath on me, to unleash the storm that built inside of her ever since word got back to her about the encounter between Korina and me.

I knew once I weathered the hurricane, things would go back to the way they were.

Too many things got in the way and too much miscommunication clouded things beyond the point of no return.

“You…didn't…have to… fuck Her!” She wailed as another wave of pleasure took hold of her. “You fucking bastard!”

My patience snapped as I screamed, “I…thought…You fucked… Him! Dammit!”

She struggled against my grip, pinned against the floor as her legs wrapped around my waist, squeezing me harder with every thrust inside of her sex. “Let Me go! Let…Me…GO!!!”

As strong as she was in trying to push me away, I was stronger, fueled by my desire to get us through the hurt we were both going through. We loved each other more than life itself, and no one would break the bond we'd forged, no matter how hard they tried.

This would not be how the story would end; I was convinced of that.

“Your body's telling Me different, Beloved.” Her eyes betrayed her, even in her fiery resistance. She wanted what I wanted, and we both wanted to put this ugly episode behind us. I gripped her hips tighter, stroking her so hard the impact sounded off, echoing against the walls. “Give it to Me, baby! Give Me everything!”

Time and space meant nothing. All that mattered was this moment, releasing every ounce of negative energy, with no hopes of a reprisal.

“I'm coming, Daddy!!!!” She yelled, beating her hands against my chest with the remaining strength she had left. “Don't…stop… fucking…ME!”