The Life of Anna, Part 2: Entwined (27 page)

He grinned wickedly and grabbed a fistful of her hair. “Fine,” he said. “I'll make you do it, and you won't like it. But I will enjoy every moment.” He stood, still grasping his wife's hair and picked her up, depositing her between Anna's splayed thighs. He pushed her head down towards the glistening pussy. “Eat,” he commanded.

Sandy resisted, pushing back against his hand, but he was much stronger than her and he pushed her face down into the wet flesh. Anna jumped slightly at the touch, but otherwise didn't move. He didn’t know if she was conscious, but it didn't matter. What mattered, and what he wanted to see, was his wife licking his cum out of his mistress's pussy.

He leaned towards Sandy's ear. “I can suffocate you in her if you'd like.” She shook her head. “Then stop resisting me.” She stopped pushing away and he relaxed her hold on her head. “Eat,” he repeated.

“Devin, please. She's a child.” Sandy begged, but didn't move her head away from Anna.

“She's twenty-years-old and my sex slave and Mistress.” Sandy shuddered at his words. “Lick my cum out of her, then you can leave.”

Devin smiled in satisfaction as he saw his wife's tongue dart out and begin licking Anna's pussy. He was pleasantly surprised when, after a few minutes, Sandy became enthusiastic about it, licking and sucking as if she were enjoying herself.

Anna moaned softly when Sandy's tongue flicked her clit. Sandy’s gaze moved up to Anna’s face and she repeated the motion, making Anna moan again. She did it a third time, and when Anna moaned again, she took her clit into her mouth and began sucking on it, causing a deep moan to erupt in Anna's chest.

Devin watched with interest as his wife, who had been so adamantly against Anna even being here, sucked on Anna's clit trying to make her come again. There had been some mention in the tome about some addictive qualities to a half-Immortal's juices. Some men had been known to be willing to do anything for the privilege of licking their pussies. Apparently it worked on women as well. He'd never seen Sandy enthusiastically lick a woman's cunt before, and he'd seen her mouth on quite a few women of his choosing.

This was a very pleasant surprise. Anna began squirming and soon stiffened and cried out as she came under Sandy's ministrations. Sandy's eyes sparkled at Anna's reaction and devoured her even more enthusiastically, making her come two more times before Devin recognized the pained look in Anna's eyes as she stared up at the ceiling.

“That's enough, Sandy,” he said, gently pulling her away from Anna.

“But...,” Sandy protested.

“She's had enough tonight,” he said softly, looking into Sandy's eyes. They were dilated and slightly out of focus. Interesting. “I'll let you do it again sometime, if you're good.” Devin smiled in amusement. He'd let his wife lick Anna's pussy anytime she wanted to. “But she needs to sleep.”

Sandy looked disappointed, but allowed Devin to help her off the bed.

“Good night, Sandy,” he said, gently pushing her away.

She looked longingly at Anna, who stared up at the ceiling, then Sandy turned and left the room.

He pulled the covers down and placed Anna on the bottom sheet. She'd fallen asleep and her body was limp. He turned out the lights, then crawled into bed next to her, pulling her close.

Devin realized he could afford to be less harsh with Anna. She was well disciplined, but if he continued to play harsh with her, he'd probably break her. He didn't want that. He'd be kind and gentle and let the natural roughness of life keep her polished and humble. She'd naturally run to him when life hurt too much.

“Anna.” A soft voice called to her. “Anna, Baby. It's time to wake up.”

Anna's eyes slowly opened to the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. The clock next to the bed indicated it was just before seven o'clock. She blinked a few times and then turned to the voice that had wakened her. Devin. He was looking at her with soft eyes and a gentle smile.

She smiled at him. “Good morning,” she said softly.

He cupped her cheek and kissed her. “Good morning, Baby. How did you sleep?”

Anna thought for a minute. She felt well rested and the bed she lay in was very comfortable. “Good, I think.”

Devin chuckled. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?” he asked, resting his head on his fist and trailing his fingers across her breasts and nipples.

Anna felt very satiated sexually. She remembered the countless orgasms he'd given her last night. She'd pleased him and he was happy. At least she thought she had.

“I pleased you?” she asked, wanting to be sure.

“Oh, yes, Baby. More than I'd hoped.” Devin gave her a big smile and nuzzled her breasts before taking her nipple into his mouth.

She moaned softly as he sucked and played with her ring. Oh, what he did to her body! She reached out for his cock and stroked him with her fist. He moaned and flexed his hips, then rolled on top of her, pressing the head of his cock against her slit.

As he pressed forward, she hissed. She was tender from last night, but did her best to mask her pain.

“Does that hurt, Baby?” he asked, pushing in more.

“A little,” she admitted in a halting voice. She didn't want to upset him.

“Anna, don't hide your pain from me,” he whispered. “Give it to me.” He pushed in even deeper.

She pressed her head back into the pillow and cried out as her tender lips were pushed apart. He went slowly and kissed her. She moaned into his mouth, somehow giving him her pain. He moved in ways that made it almost too much to bear, but somehow she enjoyed the pain. She saw the look in his eyes when she cried out. He hungered for it. He devoured her pain and it pleased him.

He thrust in hard and pulled out slow. Over and over again, pulling the pain out of her and feeding it to himself. The eroticism of the give and take was palpable and Anna felt herself becoming part of Devin. She felt his craving for her and felt her pain turn into his enjoyment. A continuous cycle of pain turning into pleasure circled between the two of them. Faster and faster it spun until they both let out primal screams and climaxed together.

Anna breathed heavily. Devin panted above her, resting his weight on his elbows. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his chin. He looked down at her and kissed her mouth.

“Such a good girl,” he whispered, nuzzling her neck.

Anna beamed. Him calling her a good girl was the best thing he could say to her. She never wanted to make him call her a bad girl. She wanted to be good for him.

He pulled out of her and she winced slightly. “I'm really looking forward to our trip in August, Anna. Then we'll be able to spend all our time together.”

Anna loved that thought. “When do we go?” she asked excitedly.

“I believe middle of August, but I don't know right at the moment. I'll make sure it's on your calendar.”

“Okay.” She smiled.

“But now, we need to get up and moving. I have things to do this morning before I go into the office.” He frowned but didn't say more.

Anna sat up and looked around at his elegantly masculine room.

“Your bag is over there,” he said, motioning to a dresser between two French doors that led to a balcony. Her bag sat on top. “I'm going to get dressed and then I'll take you home.” He kissed her, then stood and walked through a door to his bathroom.

Anna got out of bed, wincing slightly, and slowly dressed in the jeans and T-shirt she'd brought. She brushed her hair and made sure her makeup wasn't all over her face. She was putting on her shoes when Devin came back into the room dressed in dark jeans and a black polo shirt.

She looked at him, surprised to see him dressed so casually, but he had said something about doing things before going into the office.

“Ready?” he asked.

She nodded and followed him out of the room and down the stairs to the bottom floor. This wasn't the floor they'd entered on last night. This floor looked like a family room, with a large TV, wet bar and table and chairs. A guy about her age lay on the leather couch playing some sort of video game. He looked up when they came down the stairs.

He looked like Devin, with dark brown hair, but had Sandy's hazel eyes. He was very good looking, though a bit unkempt, as if he'd been up all night.

“I didn't expect you to be up so early, Tyler,” Devin said.

“I haven't gone to bed yet,” Tyler said, looking Anna up and down and smiling appreciatively. “I got caught up in the game.”

Devin shook his head and rolled his eyes.

“Dad, it's summer break. Give me a chance to relax for a bit before I start college.”

Devin sighed. “Eighteen months touring Europe wasn’t relaxing enough?”

Tyler laughed. “Did you relax when you went, Dad?”

A smile tugged at Devin’s face, but he didn’t say anything.

Tyler grinned at Anna. “Who's this? New housekeeper?”

“Tyler, please. This is Anna. Anna, this is my son, Tyler.”

“This is Anna?” Tyler's smile grew wider and he looked her up and down again. “I don't remember her being so...grown up.”

Anna had a vague memory of a younger version of him. She smiled politely. “Hello,” she said softly and moved closer to Devin, who held her hand.

“She's twenty now, Tyler. Not twelve.”

Tyler grinned at her. “I can see that.” His grin wasn't unkind, but she could tell he was attracted to her. “Hi,” he said, looking her over again.

“If you'd have slept I would have let you take her home for me.”

Tyler's eyes lit up and Anna looked up anxiously at Devin. He wouldn't....

“I'm not that tired, Dad. I didn't get up 'til yesterday afternoon. I can get her home safely.”

Devin frowned. “She is very precious to me, Tyler. I don't want to see her hurt.”

“I’m a good driver dad, and I did fall asleep for a couple of hours, just down here instead of in bed.”

Devin was quiet for a moment and Anna's anxiety increased. He wouldn’t give her away to his son, would he?

“It would help me out. I need to go out to the Manor this morning.” Devin looked at his son then at Anna. “All right, you can take her home. Go change your clothes.”

Tyler raced up the stairs and Anna looked fearfully at Devin.

“He won't hurt you, Anna. He's not that sophisticated in bed yet.” Devin chuckled. “Just let him fuck you and then he'll leave. He won't expect anything fancy.”

Anna hid her hurt as best as she could. Devin owned her; she had to do as he wanted her to. She watched him walk over to the corner and make a phone call. She sat on a nearby chair and waited for Tyler.

“We need to talk...yes...no, today. All right, fine, tomorrow...yes, I understand you told Anna some things about her past without consulting with me first.” Devin glanced at Anna and saw her watching him. He gave her a smile and continued talking.

He had to be talking to Alex.

“...that wasn't your call!” he shouted, making Anna jump. “I don’t care...the Manor, tomorrow morning...say, ten or so...yes, see you then.”

Devin ended the call and walked towards Anna.

“I-I'm sorry, Devin. I should have considered that it was his point of view that he was sharing,” she said, putting her hand on his arm. “I'll keep it in mind if he tells me those sorts of things again.”

“Good girl,” Devin said affectionately. “You're learning quickly. If you hear anything like that from anybody, come talk to me before you jump to any conclusions.” He stroked her hair back from her forehead. “You know I want what's best for you, don't you?”

Anna nodded, her heart warming to him. “Yes, Devin. I do. I wish you were taking me home, though.”

Devin smiled. “I know and I'm sorry. But I do need to get out to the Manor, and if I took you home, I might be tempted to stay again.” He kissed her, wrapping his arms around to cup her ass. “I'll see you tomorrow night, though. Gathering,” he said when she gave him a confused look.

“Oh, yeah.” Her face flushed.

“It's informal tomorrow. No painful rituals or anything. Just the Brothers and guests.” He stroked her cheek. “I will enjoy showing you off and watching you make my Brothers happy. You'll be able to get to know them better now.”

She wasn't afraid of the Gatherings now and she was excited for Devin to show her off. “I'll behave myself so you don't have to punish me, Devin. I promise.”

“I know, Baby.” He kissed her again.

Tyler stomped down the stairs having changed his clothes and brushed his hair. The three of them walked out to the garage where Tyler took Anna's bag, walked to Devin’s red sports car and put it in the trunk.

Devin kissed her goodbye, telling her to treat Tyler well, and got into a black SUV.

*****

Alex groaned as he lay on his stomach in his bedroom in San Francisco. Fuck, his back hurt.

When Devin had called, the first thought that came to mind was that Devin had found out about him taking the girls. But, no, Devin was just pissed because Alex had told Anna the truth.

Well, she had the right to know the truth, even though Devin didn’t think so. And now, Devin wanted Alex to go out to the Manor and ‘talk’? Right, there was nothing to talk about.