The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (181 page)

He nodded and turned my hand over so he could thread his fingers through mine, both of us channelling our grief and support to each other.

“The second time was when he took the blame for Tony. Yes, I had got involved with a maniac and yes, Ry was protecting me. He punched Tony for battering me to within an inch of my life. Tony set on Ry, really bloody pummelled him and I knew he was gonna kill him so I . . . Well, you know the rest.”

“I’m sorry, Kay. I always knew how deep your love went for each other but I was a prick, still am really, but I’d really like for Ry’s benefit if we could . . . if we can well, keep in touch really?”

I nodded and smiled “I’d like that but not for Ry’s benefit, for ours. Family and all that, Todd.”

He grinned and nodded.

“I better get back before my boss starts eating his hair gel.”

He laughed and then pulled me into an awkward hug then bent and kissed my cheek. “I’ll be in touch.”

I nodded and watched his back retreat, feeling a small weight lift from my shoulders.

Now just Lucas and Sara to bear me down.

Sara was still acting utterly strange, her mood swings were volatile, she hadn’t seen Rob for weeks and all she did was sleep. I was really growing concerned for her but so far she had refused to talk and there was nothing I could do to help until she relented and opened up. But I was determined she would finally give in and tell me, even if it killed her.

Chapter 36

Lucas

I WAS PISSED again. For the fourth time since I had come back from Hawaii.

I thought the holiday would help me to move on but all I had done was see Red everywhere I looked on the bloody island.

She was on the beach, in the restaurants, in the bars and clubs and finally in my bed. My many wanks had been accompanied by Red. Her mouth around me, her under me blinking as I pushed into her, her tied and bound as I fucked her hard and rough and it was killing me.

The only way to push her out had been to get roaring drunk, slaughtered, absolutely and completely.

I pushed open the door to The Panther, determined to this time fuck a random bitch, even if it killed me.

My blurry eyes scanned the room and met Red’s immediately as she sat with Mason and Ava at the end of the bar.

Mason caught Red’s expression and twisted round to see me glaring at the beauty that refused to release me.

I stumbled up to the bar and grinned at Owen, “Whisky, neat.”

He nodded and poured my measure as Hilary from reception approached Mason. She leant into him and said something. He nodded and smiled then turned to Ava “Ready, baby?”

She clapped her hands excitedly and Mason laughed loudly then turned to Red. “You wanna join us, Red. Got the room to ourselves.”

She grinned wickedly. “You sure?”

He scowled at her “Yeah, of course. You’re just as intrigued as we are.”

She beamed widely at him.

What the fuck? Was she joining them for a threesome?

Fuck!

I watched them make their way up the stairs towards the rooms and I scowled when Red never turned around to look at me.

I tilted my chin to Owen. “Where are they off to?”

Owen just shrugged at me, unable to disclose any private information.

I shrugged back, downed my drink and followed them.

I reached the top of the stairs and scanned both ways before deciding to head left towards the playrooms.

Each room held a window and I peered in, taking in the many arses, tits and cunts as I proceeded. As I turned the corner I saw the back of Red moving through a door, giggling with Ava as she closed the door behind her.

No way, no bloody way was I standing back and letting this happen.

Enough.

I made my way quietly across the hall and gave it a few minutes before I slid down the handle and walked straight in.

“Oh.” Red stated and Mason narrowed his eyes on me. Ava’s were on Red, watching her reaction to me being there.

I scanned the room and frowned when all it held were a few large comfy chairs and a sofa.

What the hell was this room?

Then I spotted the large window on one wall and it all clicked into place. They had come to view ‘The God.’

Well fuck me.

I wasn’t missing out on this opportunity, so I made my way further into the room and settled into the chair beside Red.

“Would you like to join us, Lucas?” Mason asked and I grinned at him.

“Cheers, yeah.”

He snorted as Red huffed and I didn’t acknowledge to myself how much her bluster of annoyance got to me.

Ava giggled excitedly as the window exploded into life as The God, three women and a bloke entered and even I got excited at the sight of them, knowing this was gonna be better than watching one of my many porn DVD’s.

The action started immediately as God stood and two women dropped to their knees before him and unzipped him.

Good God, he was huge. Resting against the thigh huge, and I heard Red gasp slightly then shift in her seat as one woman took him in her mouth as far as she could, another woman wrapped her tongue around the remainder of his shaft.

Ava groaned a little and Red snorted. “If you two are gonna start humping, I’m outta here.”

Mason laughed then looked past Ava to her. “We’ll let you watch, little Willow. Ava has a thing about being watched.”

Red regarded them then shook her head in humour. “I don’t mind listening but please don’t make me watch.”

“You’re just jealous, Lay.” Mason scoffed and Ava laughed.

“Leave her alone” she defended and punched him lightly in the arm.

I switched my attention back to the action. The two women were still taking him into their mouths but now the third was on her hands and knees beside him, a black haired guy’s cock in her mouth as God finger fucked her arse.

Christ. I thought I ought to leave and get out of there before it became too difficult to stand, but I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from the exploit.

Everyone shifted. God lay on the floor as one woman sat on his huge dick and I wondered how the hell she accommodated him. One woman sat on his face and the other got on her knees by his head as black hair fucked her ass and God fingered her pussy.

My dick was throbbing painfully. I had not had a shag in weeks and it was becoming quite torturous watching this liaison.

I closed my eyes and groaned internally when the action started in our room. Ava’s moans were quite loud and I noticed Red squirm in her seat.

She swallowed and I heard the gulp as it went down. “I’m gonna leave you guys to it” she whispered into the dim room but didn’t look at them.

She stood and pulled open the door.

I was on her arse, frantically pushing her against the corridor wall as I reached her.

She melted under me, her tongue colliding with mine as both our lusts dominated us.

She was suddenly pulling at my belt and almost immediately freed my raging hard on.

“Fuck, Red. I need to bury myself in you.”

She moaned and grabbed my hair as I pushed her skirt up around her waist and lifted her legs until she wrapped them around me.

Pulling her knickers to the side I didn’t waste any more time. I was inside her in a heartbeat.

We both groaned loudly and I realised we were in the fucking corridor, fucking hard and loud against the wall.

To be honest I didn’t bloody care.

I needed this woman so fucking entirely I felt the buzz in my brain.

“God, always so fucking good” I murmured as I slammed into her.

Her hands yanked my head forward as she kissed me as hard as I fucked her.

“Harder, Lucas. Fuck me harder” she mumbled and I groaned as I rested my head on her shoulder and gave her what she asked for, my hips pounding against her, as I took her so fucking hard I felt the inside of her womb.

“Oh, I’ll fuck you hard, Red. I’ll fuck you so damn hard you’ll still feel me inside you next week” I growled as I banged her even fiercer.

She came almost immediately, flooding me with her delicious juice and I yelled out as my own orgasm seared through me so fucking painfully and exquisitely my knees buckled and I palmed the wall for support, slamming my hips against Red to support her against the wall.

We both panted loudly and I looked at her. She blinked at me, her huge blue eyes searching mine for an explanation of what had just happened and what was going to happen.

I looked away, not wanting her to see the pain, hate and rage inside me, as I pulled out of her.

“Lucas?”

I couldn’t look at her. I didn’t want to see the hurt on her face as I zipped up and walked away.

Chapter 37

Layla

I FOUGHT THE sob that was surging up my throat as I watched him walk away. He had taken me, hard and rough against the wall, and then walked away.

Just walked away without a word.

I sank to the floor, not even bothering to pull down my skirt and not caring that everything Lucas had left inside me was now soaking my knickers.

I just sank deeper and deeper.

Hurt, pained, used and dirty were only a few of the things I felt right then. But broken was the main one.

I was so desperate for him, I had just left him fuck me then fuck off.

What did that make me? A whore.

I was still there when Ava and Mason exited the room, their kisses all lovey-dovey and my heart broke even more.

“Lay?” Ava said softly as she crouched in front of me.

Her eyes perused my used body and she wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “Where is he, Hun?”

I shrugged. “Fucked me then fucked off. Never uttered a word apart from ‘Fuck Red, I need to bury myself inside you.’” I imitated.

“And then what?” Ava asked with a severe frown as she pulled my skirt back around my thighs.

I shrugged again, “Fucked off.”

“He what?” Mason said so quietly I nearly didn’t catch it.

I looked up at him and pursed my lips. “Don’t worry about it, Mase. I wanted it as much as him.”

He nodded slowly. “But you didn’t walk away from him after” he hissed and then disappeared down the corridor.

“Come on Lay, let’s get you home” she whispered into my hair as she pulled me up and pulled me against her for support as my legs gave way.

* * *

Quietly closing my room door behind me, I tilted my head at the sound of sobbing.

I walked into the room and gasped when I saw Sara, stretched out on the carpet naked and blind drunk.

“Sara. What’s wrong, love?”

Her red eyes slowly rose to me and I took a step back at the vehemence in them.

“Sare?”

She scoffed and dragged herself to her feet, wobbling as she made her way over to me.

“Well, it’s Layla, or is it Kayla . . . or maybe it’s fucking Willow. Who are you today? Apart from a
wonderful friend
” she spat out the last two words and I frowned at her.

“Sara, talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong, love. I can’t help you if you won’t let me.”

She tipped her head back and laughed manically and I wondered if she’d lost it but she suddenly turned to me, her lip curled in disgust, then spat straight in my face.

“What the hell, Sare?” I stuttered as I wiped her gunk from my face.

“You? Help me? Yeah, all right, Lay. It’s your fucking fault. All of it. All. Your. Fucking. Fault!” She raged, her face turning a funny puce colour as her eyes bulged wildly.

I frowned at her. Everybody was going fucking mad. All of them.

“What’s all my fault, Sare?”

“Everything” she hissed as she came within an inch of me.

She swung her fist at my face and luckily in her drunken state I managed to move out of the way and she stumbled forward.

I grabbed the tops of her hands and shook her. “Will you bloody talk to me!”

She reared back, looking at me like I was the devil that took her soul.

“THEY FUCKING RAPED ME. ALL OF THEM. ALL FUCKING THREE OF THEM!”

Oh, Good god!

“Sare?” I choked out.

She spat at me again. “And now I’m fucking pregnant!”

Fuck me to hell!

“S . . . Sare. Love, I . . . I . . . oh, Good God Sara. Who raped you?”

She looked at me as though I was stupid. “Diablo’s men, when they took me. They all had a go at me. Epic, fucking epic. All of them. One after the fucking other.”

Her tears and snot covered her face but it was her eyes that held me. They were so full of hatred and pain.

My knees buckled and I placed a shaky hand on the wall to steady myself but she went crazy then.

Her fists hit me furiously, one after the other and I let her. I let her hate me, because she was right, it was my fault.

Her relentless punches knocked me into the corner, and then her feet came at me, her heels furiously battering into my stomach. And still I took it; let her release her anger at me, on me.

“You fucking bitch. I fucking hate you, I hate you.” she screamed as she continued to pound me.

Suddenly she grabbed my arms and dragged me through the hallway, opened the front door and pushed me out.

“Don’t ever let me see you again, or I’ll finish what I just started” She hissed at me and I nodded.

The door slammed in my face and I stood looking at it for a long while before I turned and walked away.

* * *

Ava opened the door and her eyes went wide at the state of my bruised and bloodied face. “Shit, Lay. What the hell?”

“Can you pay the taxi, Ava? I haven’t . . . I haven’t got my bag.”

Her confused eyes went from me to the taxi on the road. “Oh. Sure, hang on.”

She scuttled away and went over to the cab, shoving a twenty at him before she came back to me and led me into the house.

She settled me on the sofa, then went to fetch some antiseptic stuff and crouched before me.

“Who did this, Lay?” she asked as she gently wiped the blood from my nose.

“Sara” I whispered.

She frowned deeply at me. “What? Why?”

The tears came then, lots of snotty ones, at the pain for my best friend. “It’s all my fault Ava. It’s all my fucking fault” I sobbed.

I winced when she pulled me in and she reared back and lifted my shirt. “Oh, you need to get these ribs checked, Hun. I think a few are broken.”