Devil's Charm (5 page)

“Gone.
They’ve been gone a long time.”

Hating the world, Devil
handed her over to Curse, who then handed her to Death. They’d take care of
her. Girls her fucking age should
be loving
life not
dealing with shit-heads like Rob. He despised pimps. Women who were not willing
shouldn’t be forced into any kind of lifestyle.

Shaking his head, Devil
headed toward the front of the apartment building.

“Who are you looking for?” a
woman in her thirties asked.

“None of
your business.”
He headed into
the building and started climbing the floors until he came to the right one.

“Is this girl a whore?” Curse
asked.

“No, she’s a stripper.
Vincent likes her, or at least I think he does.”

“He’s turned into a pussy
with that woman of his.”

“I wouldn’t tell him that.
He’d cut your dick off,” Devil said, standing outside the door. He stared at
the wooden door knowing it wouldn’t stop anyone from getting inside.

“What’s the plan?”

“I get in and get my kid.”

“So no
plan.”

Devil shrugged. He’d not
thought anything through. Trying the door, he knew it was locked. It was going
to need a little more strength behind it.

Chapter Three

After a couple of hours’
sleep Lexie was up to attend a screaming Simon. Rubbing the sleep from her
eyes, she picked the young boy out of the bed. She changed his diaper and then
headed into her small kitchen. The apartment was so small, but it worked for
her at the time. It was better than being on the streets.

“I’ve got you,” she said,
humming as she warmed him up a new bottle. She was so tired, but he came first.

Walking around the small
space she hummed to him as the bottle warmed up. Testing the bottle, she
slotted it into his mouth watching him suck on the teat. Suddenly, she tensed
as her apartment door was kicked open. The locks were nothing against the
brutal force of the two men making their way inside.

She closed her mouth as she
saw Devil walk into the room. The other man she recognized from the strip club.

They closed the door,
neither speaking as they looked at her. Devil stared at her then at the boy in
her arms. She wore a pair of shorts and a vest top. It was a warm night, and
wearing anything more would irritate her skin.

“What the hell are you
doing?” she asked. Protecting Simon all she could think about. Was this man
going to hurt her? Rape her? Kill her? No, no one could hurt her with a baby.
Simon couldn’t be hurt.

He didn’t say a word. The
other man leaned against the door smirking at her.

“She’s hotter without the
blonde wig, Boss. You did fucking good.”

“You can’t just storm in
here. Get the hell out.”

Simon fidgeted in her arms.
She took several breaths trying to calm her beating heart. There was nothing
she could do to defend herself. They had caught her vulnerable. She was always
fucking vulnerable, and it was a relief not to have been dragged into anything
else before now.

“Kayla Howard, where is
she?” Devil asked.

Lexie tensed. “How do you
know Kayla?”

He moved to her scabby sofa,
sitting down. “Where is she?”

“I don’t know. How do you
know her?” she asked.

“You’re holding my kid.”

“What? No, that is not
possible.” She looked down at Simon and wondered what the hell was going on.
Kayla had become mixed up in some serious shit. She didn’t want to believe it
even as she knew it was the truth.

“Stole
money from me as well.
I’ve found one
thing that’s mine, but she needs to pay for what she’s done,” Devil said. He
stared into her eyes before dropping back down to his boy.

She didn’t know what the
hell was happening.

“How can you be his father?”
she asked.

“Didn’t you finish school? I
fucked her, condom broke, and he is the consequence.” Devil stood, stepping
closer to her.

“I know how it happens.”
Closing her eyes she tried to think around the panic clawing its way inside
her. “She never mentioned his father at all.”

“Tell me what happened.” He
stood in front of her with his gaze on Simon.

“She, erm,
six
months ago she dropped by with him. He was only a couple
of weeks old, but she didn’t want to take him with her.”

“I want to hold him.”

Nodding, she passed him over
into Devil’s arms. He was so tall and big. Simon curled against him, suckling
at his bottle.

“Keep his head supported.”

She moved away, rubbing her
eyes. Curse was watching her, and she felt the heat of both men’s gazes. Hating
their attention she turned to the sink washing the few dishes in the sink. Her
apartment wasn’t much, but she kept it neat and clean.

At the club she was
protected from the men by Vincent and his guards, but at her apartment there
was nothing to protect her.

Her heart pounded as she
turned to look at the large man.

Devil was staring at her.

“You’re not a blonde?”

“No, I’m not.” She tried to
keep her identity a secret so she didn’t have any problems away from the strip
club. Her makeup was always thick, and her hair was hidden by the blonde wig.

“I need to know where Kayla
is,” he said.

“Well that makes both of
us.” Running fingers through her hair she became aware of the fact she wasn’t
wearing a bra.

“So fucking lucky,” Curse
said.

“I’ve not seen her since she
handed me Simon.” Thinking about the money she went to her fridge and pulled
out the envelope she kept inside. “This is what she gave me as well. I don’t
want any trouble at all. I’ve not spent a penny.”

Devil stared at the envelope
then at her.

“I’m not looking for money.”
He handed Simon back to her. “Finish dealing with him, and then we’ll talk.”

She wished he would just
leave, but then Simon would be gone. Shit, he was going to take Simon away from
her.

Finishing his feed and
burping him, she put Simon down. He went straight to sleep leaving her alone
with two men. Tucking some hair behind her ears she turned to see Devil sitting
on the sofa. Curse was by the door, watching her.

“Take a seat.” Devil pointed
to the seat beside him.

Seeing no other choice, she
sat beside him and tucked her legs beneath her. His hand rested on her knee.
The touch made her tense at the sensation that crashed over her.

Her pussy felt slick with
cream as her clit pulsed.

The feeling took her
completely by surprise.

Neither of them spoke for a
long time.

“Curse, take the boys and go
back to the club. I’ll be there in the morning.”

“Sure
thing, Boss.
Just to warn you, we’re not
going to all love sleeping in a strip club for long,” Curse said.

“I’ve already got plans in
place. We’re not going to be sleeping there all that long.”

The door opened and closed.
They were now alone with only Simon asleep in his cot.

Devil stared at her without
breaking eye contact.

“You left earlier. Did you
know who I was?” he asked.

“I had no idea who Kayla was
in trouble with. I didn’t know who you were, and if I did I would have fucking
told you.” She was panicking.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

He opened the envelope.

“It’s all there.”

“You didn’t use any of it at
all.” His hand started to stroke up and then down her thigh.

“I wanted to, but I got a
job at Naked Fantasies instead. Kayla has never made the wisest decisions. I
didn’t want to risk using money that wasn’t hers.” Running a hand over her
face, Lexie really wanted the night to end.

He dropped the envelope
beside him on the floor. The air between them changed. It became charged, and
she found it hard to breathe as his gaze moved down her body. She felt naked
beneath his gaze rather than wearing her night clothes.

“You left before I got a chance
to get back.” His fingers slid up the inside of her thigh.

“Nothing was going to
happen.”

Devil reached out, grabbing
her around the waist and tugging her onto his lap. “Something was going to
happen, baby.”

She straddled his waist
feeling the hard length of his shaft pressed against her sex.

Staring into Devil’s eyes
Lexie tried to control the response inside her body. No man should have this
kind of hold over her.

“God, your body is to
fucking die for.” His fingers sank into her hair, drawing her close. She was
shocked when he buried his face against her neck inhaling deeply. “Fuck.”

Her nipples were so tight
they hurt. Thrusting her pelvis on his lap she tried to force her arousal to
the back of her mind. The clothing between them felt too rough. His leather
jacket covered up his chest.

“Come on, Lex. You know
something was going to happen.” He gripped her ass holding her steady against
his cock. One of his hands moved to cup her pussy. “You’re like a bitch in heat.”

Lexie didn’t say anything. Closing
her eyes she let her body dictate to her for once.

You don’t know him.

He’s dangerous.

There’s no way to know what he’ll do.

Even with all doubts rushing
through her mind the pleasure he was creating with his hands was too much.

“You’re fucking hot, baby.”

His hand went into her
shorts, and Lexie moaned, tensing back up. This was the furthest she’d ever
gone with a guy in years. The last guy she’d been with didn’t have a clue what
he was doing. He certainly never inspired this kind of response from her.

She felt bound up in knots
from the pleasure of his touch alone.

Devil separated the lips of
her sex sliding down her slit to her entrance. He pushed a finger in deep, and
she cried out.

“Fucking
tight.”

Opening her eyes she lifted
up off his lap for him to get deeper.
 

****

Her cunt was so fucking
tight Devil felt like he was in heaven. Pressing a thumb to her clit he watched
her face scrunch up as she rode his hand. Her chest was so close to him. He
wanted one of her tits. Tugging the vest from her body he admired her rounded
breasts. She worked his fingers, and her tits bounced with each thrust.

He couldn’t wait to drive
his cock deep inside her. She’d drive him over the edge easily.

Lifting her off his lap, he
tore off all the clothing stopping him from getting to her body. He loved every
curve and wanted to show each part of her attention. Devil tugged her back onto
his lap, and she straddled him, opening her pussy against his pants.

Tipping her back to the
sofa, he slammed his lips down on hers claiming the kiss he’d been wanting
since he walked through her door. She’d looked so cute with Simon in her arms
and her hair tousled. Then he’d grown angry at Kayla passing his kid onto
someone else even though he knew Lexie was a better person to look after him.
Looking around the small apartment showed she took care.

Life had clearly been hard
for her. She’d tensed up expecting the worst from him. He hated the fear in her
eyes and would make sure she didn’t feel that way with him.

Taking off his jacket, he
removed his pants, kicking his boots off in the process. All that remained on
was his shirt. He didn’t wear underwear. Fisting his length, he was ready to
fuck her hard.

He tugged her back onto his
lap, getting her to straddle his hips. His naked shaft rested between her slit,
bumping her clit. “That’s better.”

“We can’t do this. I don’t
know you. Shit, what am I doing?”

Devil shut her up by
claiming her lips and cupping her ass. She moaned. Her hands cupping his face
as she kissed him back. Their tongues danced together, and the fire burned
brightly between them. Breaking from her lips he kissed down her neck biting
onto her flesh. He wanted to see his mark on her flesh. Down he went until he
took one nipple into his mouth. He squeezed her ass, rubbing her pussy up and
down the length of his cock. It would be so easy to slide his cock inside her.

Instead he sucked on the
hard bud feeling her shake in his hands. Her responses were not controlled. She
wasn’t used to faking pleasure for men. He knew from her cream leaking over his
dick. Lexie loved his touch. Her body awakened more with every second that
passed.

Biting down on her nipple to
the point of pain he heard her cry out before moving onto the next. He did the
same lavishing her breast with attention. They really were magnificent, and
he’d always been a tit man.