Bastard (Bad Boys)
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Authors: Jordan Silver
Bad Boy Book 2
Bastard
By
Jordan Silver
Copyright© 2014 Alison Jordan
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I stood at the foot of her bed, looking down on her as she slept. So innocent she seemed. All that hair spread out across her pillow, her cupid bow mouth, pale-pink; like those of an innocent.
I was about to change her life, some might peg me a monster, others may never understand. But this little gem had fallen into my lap like providence. I have a strong belief in providence. The fact that she was gorgeous was just the cherry on top of my favorite sundae.
She would
suit my purposes just fine. Too bad we hadn’t met under better circumstances, but I’m a man who believes in taking what he gets as it comes.
I’d seen her for the first time a few short months ago. Just one day I happened to be driving through the old neighborhood, and there she was.
I’d felt the punch in my heart first, before it had moved to my cock. My eyes followed her as she walked along, so innocent. Having no idea that there was a predator in her midst.
“Stop.” I’d had my driver stop short on the side of the busy street. Horns blared but I gave a fuck. My detail in the other car pulled up next to us and I rolled down the window in the backseat.
“Find out who she is.”
“On it boss.”
It hadn’t taken them long to get what I wanted. That’s usually the case in old neighborhoods like these, where everybody knew everybody.
They maybe wouldn’t have been so forthcoming, had they
known it was me, Xander Konstantinidis, who was doing the asking. My reputation had been well earned on these streets back in the day.
I smiled to myself as I sat in the car that day, my mind already formulating plans and schemes. Whatever it took
, I will have her. I’m not in the habit of letting anything stand in my way. And if the obstacle proved to be too much of a hindrance, I just simply have it removed.
I ran the parents and found out the mother was long gone and the dad had a problem. He loved th
e tables, but was no good at it; maybe because he loved the bottle as much, if not more. I’m a devious fuck, so my mind started working. I couldn’t let all my fancy education go to waste now, could I?
It was a bit unorthodox of me to go about it this way. But from what I’d learned, this might be the easiest. She had all the qualifications I was looking for. And besides, I was sure that any life I could give her would be better than anything she could hope for.
The only problem was, I’m not exactly anyone’s choice for mate material. My appetites are renowned when it comes to sex. I don’t really give a fuck what anyone thinks about that. But there were other, let’s say, unconventional traits to my personality.
I’ve never been into vanilla.
BIANCA
I awakened to a blindfold and a gag in my mouth; straight away my breathing changed, and my heart began to race. "Ah, so you're awake little Bianca, how sweet. No don't tense up. I promise to make this good for you.
You're probably wondering what this is about, who I am...I'll tell you."
I felt cold steel slide up my middle, around my nipple and down again, until it touched my little love button. I held myself stiff with fear, not quite understanding if it were a dream or if I was truly awake. Then the voice continued.
"You see;
your old man owes me some money, lots of it in fact. So much, he'd never be able to repay it in his lifetime. So he had a choice, death, or his only daughter. He chose to live.
Now
usually, I would've killed the fuck and be done with it, but I've been watching you from afar. In fact, you're the reason I let his stupidity get this far.
Normally, the fuck
would've been dead a couple hundred grand ago, but I think you're worth it. He assures me you're a virgin. Are you little Bianca, hmm?"
I felt fingers prodding into my secret places
, as I tried to scream around the cloth in my mouth. "Hmmm, smell that nice sweet pussy, I'm gonna enjoy getting your blood on my cock." I think he licked me there…
"They say the best way to bust
a cherry, is to just get it done. I'm not sure about your little eighteen year old pussy though, I have to warn you...I'm not a small man."
I struggled against my restraints futilely
, as tears ran down the sides of my face, and into my hair. "Ssh shh, I'm not gonna hurt you; not anymore than is necessary anyway.
However
, let’s get some things straight while I have your attention." I heard him removing his clothes as he walked around the bed. Why was he…?
"I own you, all of you, that means I run you. School is out, the life you knew, done. When I'm through here
, I'm loading you into the back of my car and taking you to my mansion.
You won't be allowed outside for a long time, not until after I've had at least two sons out of you.
You see, that's your new purpose; you're my little breeding sow if you will. A nice clean virgin."
What was he talking about? I
s this a dream? Oh please, dad…I tried screaming around the gag, while my heart beat out of control.
I couldn't close my legs
, because he had them tied to the bedposts. I felt something hot and warm rub against me there, as I felt his breath on my cheek.
His breath was...sweet, not like you'd expect a monster's to be.
"You feel that? That's all you'll know for the next little while: morning, evening, noon and night. I'll be fucking you until you catch, then maybe I'll give you a break in the afternoons."
He laughed uproariously as he pushed what felt like a pike into my body making me buck. "Sweet mer
ciful...like a fucking glove...”
I felt a tearing
, burning sensation as realization dawned; he was inside me.
"I would say I'm sorry but
…I'm really not."
I felt fingers on my little nub again and a weird sensation coursed through my body. What was he doing, why wasn't he moving, rutting like the animal he is?
"Oh no little Bianca, I know you want to hate me. But I'm gonna make you love everything I do to you; betrayed by your own body...starting now." He eased out of me, only to glide back in gently. He did this a couple times, while rubbing my button, until I found myself moving my hips, seeking, please no.
Again I felt the cold steel tip of what had to be a knife, play around my nipple and liquid fire rushed from my body.
"Yeah baby, crown my cock with your sweet juices, that's the way. Don't get too used to this slow and easy shit, I like my fucking hard and deep as fuck. I'll train you to be my everything: whore, wife and mother of my children. Soon I'll take your other cherry but that can wait. I need to work on breeding you first."
Why was my body reacting this way, how could I betray myself this way? This was wrong, wasn't it? But I couldn't seem to stop it. My body, without any thought, moved on its own.
Wai
t, what's he doing? I felt something wet on my nipple and then...teeth? And that place between my legs was gushing warm fluid again. His body pressed mine into the mattress as I felt his hands under me lifting me into his thrusts.
"How does that feel little
Bianca? Do you know that I only have half my length in you? I'm about to give you the rest of me, hang on." He grinned and I braced myself for what was to come next.
My scream rent the air as he plunged all the way in, not even the gag was enough to cover it this time.
"Music to my fucking ears." He pulled out of my body and tore the cloth from my eyes
. But before I could look at his face, he was shoving something in my face as he held my head down on the pillow.
"Look
at your virgin blood on my cock. If you ever betray me, it will be your life's blood on my blade. Get up and get dressed, I'll finish in you when we get home." He walked around the bed away from me and stood with his back turned.
“
I...what?" I was a little confused and turned around. What had just happened here? The blindfold was off, but I was almost afraid to look at my monster.
He sounded human
, but his actions were anything but. And what was that about my dad? My dad wouldn’t do this to me, would he? But why wasn’t he coming to my rescue? Had the monster hurt him? Then reality set in and I knew it was true. After all these years, it had come to this.
I felt fresh tears start, but not for this. I cried for that little girl who had tried so hard. Who always came up short and was never enough. But to do this; this was barbaric, archaic. I’ve never felt so alone as I did in that moment.
"Get a move on Bianca, time's a wasting and my cock waits for no one." He turned and looked back at me.
It was then I looked at him, and all the breath left my body. Not because he was a creature from a nightmare no; but because he was quite the opposite.
Were
n't monsters supposed to look the part? if they looked like angels, then how was the world supposed to know the difference? Then again, Lucifer was once an angel, or so they say. He was perhaps, the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. Not that I had that much experience, but still.
He looked nothing like my childhood nightmares, nothing at all like the monster who would carry out the things he’d described. He
was young, handsome, well built from what I could see. So why would he need to go to such lengths?
"Seen enough?
Not quite what you expected huh. Don't let the fact that I'm a Bella Figura fool you; I'll gut you the first time you cross me and don't you forget it.
N
ow get up and put something on, unless you want to parade in front of my men naked. Just so you know, that would be grounds for severe punishment; just something for you to keep in mind for the future."
He had the nerve to grin at me;
was he insane? I must’ve voiced my thoughts out loud.
"I'm not crazy little girl, you're looking at a Harvard Grad, top three percent. Forget that shit, I beat all the rest. But I'm no lightweight trust fund baby. I like to live on the edge.
I like my sex dirty as fuck
, the dirtier the better. The thing is, I don't want some skank mothering my sons. That's where you come in. Sweet virgin pussy! Well, not so virgin anymore, but sweet as fuck.
I hope you've been taking your vitamins little girl
, because I plan to fuck you until you're good and bred. That ought to be fun."
I could only stare at the madman across from me, and wonder when the nightmare would end, and I’d wake up.
"MOVE."
I jumped off the bed and sprang into action; I guess not, no dream ever felt this real.
XANDER
"There's no need to cry angel baby; I'm not so bad once you get to know me. I figure I'm better for you than that fuck of a father you've got. In fact, you should be thanking me; the way he was going, you could've ended up as the property of some twisted fuck."
I had to laugh at that
, because I'm pretty sure she's thinking that's exactly what had happened. I watched as she started to gather up her stuff; up close she was a tiny bit of a thing.
I hope she doesn't have too much trouble carrying my seed. Mom always did say I was a bruiser at birth.
My seed; for weeks the thought of breeding her has kept me hard as a fucking pike.
Out of respect, I’d refrained from fucking anyone else. Those days were done. I might be a bastard, but I hate betrayal in any form. And though she had no idea of the plans I had made for our future, I did.