The Life of Anna, Part 2: Entwined (28 page)

The punishment for taking the girls had been harsh. But it had to be. Alex had a high pain tolerance and a few lashes with a whip wouldn’t do much to him. But twenty lashes with a cat? Fuck, yeah. His back stung like nobody’s business.

Vati had tried to urge him to stay in Frankfurt until he was healed, but Alex wanted to get back to San Francisco. He didn’t like being so far from Anna.

But if he had to see Devin tomorrow, he would be suspicious of Alex walking around injured. Maybe the Elders would make an exception and allow the Immortals to heal him. He didn’t want his father to be in danger.

Sebastian.

How are you feeling?

Like shit. Devin wants to see me tomorrow about telling Anna the truth about herself. Is it a good idea for me to go to his Manor as I am?

There was a pause.
No. I will speak to your father.

“So, you want me to carry your bag up to your apartment?” Tyler asked as they neared her building.

“If you'd like to,” Anna answered softly. Tyler made her nervous. If she didn't please him, he would certainly tell his dad.

Tyler put his hand on her knee. “Sure.”

She directed him into the garage and to the extra parking spot next to hers. They rode in the elevator up to her floor and Anna clung tightly to the railing, her body reminding her of being on the balcony with Devin. When she got into her apartment, she stayed away from the windows. She didn't want to see the view that had captured Tyler's attention.

She wished Tyler would just leave; she wanted to call Aaron. Not to mention her body ached from last night and her pussy still stung from being with Devin this morning. She also didn't like the idea of having Tyler in the same bed that she and Aaron made love in.

She smiled. That's what she could use the second bedroom for. She could keep her bedroom private and use the other one for the men Devin sent over. She took her bag from Tyler and put it into her bedroom.

When she turned around, Tyler was behind her.

She swallowed and gave him a nervous smile. “Hi,” she said softly.

“Hi,” he said and pulled her to him and kissed her.

His tongue demanded entry into her mouth and she parted her lips for him. She put her hands on his muscular upper arms and kissed him back.

He pushed her back into her bedroom. She tried to speak, to get him to go into the other bedroom, but he kept his hand on the back of her head and kept moving her backwards until her thighs hit her bed. He moved his lips to her neck and she was able to speak.

“The other bedroom is...um...well, we should go in there,” she said.

Tyler looked at her with a raised brow. “Isn't this your bedroom?”

She nodded. “Yes, but—”

“I'm not good enough for you to be in your room?” he asked with a frown. So much like his father.

Anna's eyes widened. “No, that's not it. I just—”

He let go of her and crossed his arms over his chest. “What?”

She was going to get into trouble. Defeated, she shook her head. “Nothing,” she said softly and put her hand on his arms. “Nothing. Here is fine.”

She smiled at him, hoping he wasn't too angry. She trailed her hands up his arms and to his broad shoulders. He was nicely built and she wondered if he’d played sports in school.

She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him, trying to defuse his anger. “I'm sorry if I angered you,” she said softly when he wouldn't kiss her back.

She watched him, afraid of what he was thinking.

His hazel eyes searched hers and she began to tremble under his gaze. Was his anger as terrible as his father's?

“I'm not my father, Anna,” he said, stroking her cheek. “You don't have to be afraid of me.”

He cupped the back of her head and kissed her gently. She kissed him back eagerly, running her hands over his shoulders and arms. She reached down and lifted the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head.

Tyler's eyes dilated at the sight of her bare breasts. She hadn't bothered to put her bra or underwear on this morning.

He cupped her breasts and caressed them. Anna sighed and her nipples tightened more than they already were.

He laid her back on the bed and leaned down to kiss one breast and caress the other. She sighed as his tongue circled her nipple and played with the ring. He moved to her other breast and kissed and caressed it as well.

He kissed down her body and unbuttoned her jeans. She pushed them down over her hips and lay naked in front of him.

He pulled his shirt off, revealing a nicely defined upper body with a smattering of chest hair. He unfastened his belt and jeans and pushed them down. His cock sprang loose and Anna reached for it. It was smooth, hard, and without piercings.

She pulled him onto the bed and onto his back and stroked his cock. It was much easier to do that without piercings.

She glanced up at his face. “You're not pierced?” she asked, stroking him up and down.

Tyler grinned and put his hand behind his head. “No, not yet. August. It’s kinda a big deal when the oldest son turns twenty. We get our piercings at the big Gatherings. My buddy Tommy is getting his then, too.”

She smiled. “I'll be there. At least, I think I will.”

“Dad's bringing you? Sweet!” He took a lock of her hair in his hands. “You're really pretty, Anna.”

Anna blushed at his gentle tone. “Thank you,” she said and returned her focus to his cock. She took it into her mouth and sucked on the smooth skin while she stroked him up and down.

He moaned loudly as she did so and she tugged at his sac, making him moan louder. “Fuck, Anna. That feels good.”

She continued to suck on his cock, running her tongue around the head. He was of similar size to his father, giving her a pleasant anticipation, if he decided he wanted her to have sex with him. Sometimes the younger guys just wanted blowjobs. She almost hoped he'd be content with just her mouth, remembering how sore her poor little pussy was. But she felt herself getting wet just the same.

Tyler pulled her up and rolled her onto her back and knelt over her, smiling. He pushed her legs open and positioned himself against her slit. She bit her lip to keep herself from wincing as he pushed in. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on the good sensations.

She could do this. She'd done it before.

He leaned forward and kissed her, thrusting in and out of her. She moved her hips to maximize his pleasure and tried to conjure up an orgasm. He moaned and she could tell he was close. They didn’t last very long at this age.

She closed her eyes and concentrated, and felt an orgasm building inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and exploded as he did, crying out and clinging to him.

“Fuck,” he said, rolling to his side. “That was awesome.” He tugged on her nipple rings. “You are really good, Anna.” He said kissing her. “I don’t know why I bother with the girls my age. They suck, and not literally.”

Anna giggled. “I’m your age,” she reminded him.

Tyler grinned. “Well, you're...different. Maybe sex-ed in school should actually teach a girl how to please a man instead of just teaching how to put a condom on.” His eyes widened. “You're like the other girls, right? I mean, you can't get pregnant or anything?”

She giggled again. “Of course, Tyler. As I understand it, condoms suck.”

He threw his head back and laughed. “Yeah, they do. But it's better than being a father too early.” He traced a circle around her breast. “Do you mind if I come visit you some other time? Here, I mean.”

Anna shook her head. “I wouldn't mind.”

Tyler got up and began to dress. “Cool.”

When he had dressed, Anna got out of bed and walked him to the door, naked. He kissed her. “Thanks, Anna. Hope I see you soon,” he said, and turned and left.

*****

A few minutes later, Anna found herself staring at the tiled wall in the shower. Conflict and guilt filled her heart as she thought back to the previous night. And even this morning with Tyler. Was it fair to Aaron for her to be doing all this? Why did he want to put up with all her crap?

When she’d dried off, she called Aaron as she’d promised him.

“I've been staring at my phone, willing it to ring for the last two hours, Anna,” Aaron said with emotion in his voice. “I've been worried and missing you so much.”

“Really?” Anna felt tears burning her eyes.

“Really.”

“I missed you too,” she said after a moment, her voice catching in her throat.

The realization of all that had happened since he’d left was catching up with her. His voice was so soothing, her heart ached to see him and be wrapped in his arms. “Will you come over?” she asked in a cracked voice, tears running down her cheeks.

“Anna, are you crying?”

“Yes,” she whispered through her tears. She didn't know why she was crying. She wasn't hurting that bad. She just wanted him here with her. “You don't have to come over if you don't want to.” Her heart squeezed at the thought, but didn't want to pressure him.

“Hon, I’m already in my car and out of my neighborhood. I grabbed my keys as soon as I saw your name on my phone.”

She sniffed. “Really?”

“Mmm hmm. I'll be there in ten minutes.”

Anna was overjoyed. “I can't wait.”

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and thirty seconds after that, Anna was on the couch in Aaron’s warm embrace. Tears still streamed down her cheeks and she started sobbing. Aaron held her tightly and stroked her hair. It felt like she would never be able to stop crying.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Aaron asked softly as her tears slowed.

Anna shook her head. She was too ashamed.

“You don’t have to. I just wanted you to know you can if you want.”

*****

Anna walked into the Ballet studio that night with a happy heart. She felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have Aaron in her life.

Tatiana stood in the corner speaking to a gray haired man and he turned around when Anna walked in. It was Isaak, the Ballet Master in Chief of the San Francisco Ballet Company. Anna had known him her entire life.

Isaak beamed and walked over and hugged her tightly. “Anna, I’m so glad to see you,” he said. “Tatiana told me what an impression you made on her on Tuesday.” He studied her intensely for a long moment. “Are you still living with Jack?” he asked carefully.

Isaak knew a little bit of what had happened. He’d had several arguments with Jack about Anna, suspecting that Jack was abusive. He had even encouraged her several times to call the police, but he also knew it wouldn’t do any good. Devin owned the police and Isaak knew about Devin.

Anna shook her head. “No, I belong to Devin now.”

He pressed his lips together and nodded. “Are things...better?”

She smiled. “Yes. Much. I have my own place. Devin said I could dance more too.”

Isaak’s eyes filled with tears and he hugged her again. “I’m so happy, Anna. I’m so glad you’re out of that...out of Jack’s control.” He kissed the top of her head then pulled away and looked at her. “Anna, I want you in the summer sessions. If you do well, I will seriously consider you for the Company in the fall.”

Anna’s jaw dropped open. “Isaak, you haven’t even seen me dance....”

“I don’t need to, Anna. You are your parents’ daughter. Tatiana finally saw that.” He chuckled. “Finally.” He looked over at Tatiana, who shrugged with a pretty smile on her face.

Anna smiled.

“Find out about the intensives. They start a week from Monday. Even if you have to start late for some reason. I want you there. Let me know, all right?”

She nodded, her heart beginning to soar again.

“I have to get going. Call the studio when you find out.”

“I will.”

Isaak kissed her head once more and then left for the theater. Anna watched him leave, her heart filling with affection for him. He had always believed in her; always been her advocate. He was like a father to her.

Anna took her place in the corner, dreaming about dancing more often. Class flew by and she felt as if she were flying as well. Tatiana watched her with an approving look on her face and Anna drove home feeling very proud of herself.

Aaron came over after she got home and Anna told him the good news.

“I knew you could do it, Anna,” he said, kissing her deeply. “C’mon. Let’s go celebrate.” He grinned and she giggled as he pulled her into her room.

Alex regained consciousness and was very uncomfortable. Without moving, he took stock of what he knew. He didn’t sense anyone else in the room, but that didn't mean an especially skilled someone wasn't there. He was cold and his arms were bound to something above his head. Without opening his eyes, he tried to move his feet and found that they were bound as well.

Where the hell was he? The last thing he remembered was sitting in Devin's study, talking about Anna. Then he got a little dizzy....