Chapter 9– Markus
“Pet, you are MINE! Mine to have, mine to keep, mine to respect, mine to torment, mine to treasure, mine to fuck, mine to protect, and mine to worship. ALL MINE and mine alone! I will make the decisions that you seem unable to make at this point until you prove to me that you are in the right frame of mind to be truthful with me in all things. Keeping this little fucking trip from me is not showing me that you are there yet.”
As she tries to open her mouth to speak I quickly put a finger up to her soft, supple lips and stop her. “Just keep that pretty little mouth shut until I ask for you to talk again, Pet. Let me finish what I have to say so that you understand what it is that I am telling you, because as I just said, I will not repeat it again. I will say this one time and then it will be put to ground.”
As I lean further down into Pearl’s personal space I keep on, “I told you that when you were ready that you would be mine to master. That is not something that I am misremembering or that I am not firmly behind to this day. You were not fucking ready for this, for me, those weeks ago, after the attack. No matter what you say or think, you were not ready. You were going through too much with the rape, Tank, and knowing that you were pregnant, as well, it would have been too much for me to take you, master you, and make you mine.”
Slowly stroking over my shoulders he continues, “I will apologize for what you heard outside of your home that evening, I was angry and Doc would not drop his fucking preaching and protection of you.”
“What does Doc” I barely get out before fingers are quickly pinching my lips shut before he cuts me off.
“Quiet, Pet. I will let you know when this has turned into a discussion. ”As I continue I notice that she has goose bumps from the chill in the office, “Doc does not think that we should be together, that I am not good enough for you. Fuck he doesn’t think that I am capable of being the man No- the Old Man, the lover, friend, or even the Master that you need.”
Kissing the top of her head, I stride across the room to where a large dresser is. I grab some clothing out of the drawers and walk back towards her. “You really must have worked some magic ass shit on both him and Trip because they would both do just about anything to keep you safe. I have never seen either one of them treat anyone except their own family with as much respect, protection, and care as they have towards you. For fucks sake they have been taking turns watching over you and when they are not doing that they are searching for Layla, her brother, and that other sorry fuck. Neither has gotten any real rest or peace in months. ”
Chapter 10 - Pearl
Markus quickly holds out a large dark sweatshirt to me and I lift my arms and he helps me slip it over my head. The way that he noticed my need for warmth and didn’t hesitate to get what I needed strikes a chord inside me and causes my eyes to water- fucking pregnancy hormones. As I wipe my eyes Markus pushes the chair away from the desk more and kneels in front of me holding out a pair of black jogging pants. As I am staring down at him, he shakes the pants at me and nudges my leg. I quickly snap out of the thought I am having and step into the jogging pants. As I stand and try to reach down to pull the pants up, Markus shakes my offer of help off and slowly pulls the pants up while making as much contact with my skin as he can, running his hands slowly up and along my legs as well. The shivers that are now consuming my body are no longer from the chill in the air, they are from this sexy, strong, and caring man kneeling in front of me.
“You might have thought that you could handle what it is that I intend to give you, but you were not in the right frame of mind that you needed to be in all those weeks ago.” Running his hands around and all over my body, ones comes to rest on the baby bump while the other hand stays gripping tightly on my hip.“I am not entirely sure that you are even now ready, but after your risky decision to come down here tonight and take your submission and safety, fuck the life of yourself as well as our babe in your own hands, you forced my brash decision to claim you immediately.”
I look up at him, again rubbing my belly, and think yet again
My Baby
.
“I have looked over you and the girls ever since that horror filled night several weeks ago and have made sure you have been taken care of. Now, my protection, guidance, and care will just be more direct and visible, to you at least.”
As he continues to rest his hand on the baby that is growing inside of me and squeezing my hip with the other hand, I think back to the last few weeks. Slowly I come to the realization that Markus has been closer than I thought he was the whole time. Not just sending text messages or having Doc and Trip watch over me, but he has been in and out of my house too. As I think back to the last few weeks I remember being soothed back to sleep on occasion and thinking I was just imagining things.
“You have been doing things, or having things done in and around the house, my house, during the last weeks?” Continuing as I try to back away, “How have they gotten into the house and what the fuck were you thinking Markus, you can’t just send Doc and Trip into my house and do whatever the fuck you think I need done!” I try to move yet again but this man is having none of it.
“Stop yelling Pearl. Of course I have taken care of you these last weeks, I told you I would be doing just that the night you got so upset with me. You have been so consumed by what happened, the girls, this babe, your work, and everything that you haven’t even noticed all the things I have done for you during these weeks. Make no mistake this was all me, Doc and Trip would never think to enter your house or cross the line to try and take that role, my role, in your home.”
When he pulls his hands away I feel a shiver go through my body. He walks back to the dresser and pulls a pair of jeans out of one of the drawers. As he slips them on and over his bare legs, thighs, and slowly tucks himself inside of them my eyes cannot help but focus on his cock. “Pet, get that hunger out of your eyes for now, we have more to talk about, but we must get home first and check on the girls, before we get back to what you seem so engrossed by at the moment.”
“Fuck you Markus! I just don’t understand why you have been in my house. What you have been doing there? I must say that thinking back on it I don’t remember doing little things like filling up the gas in the SUV, going shopping for more than a small thing or two or something that this little thing was craving, putting away the laundry. Oh my fucking god Markus, did you fucking do my laundry and put it the fuck away? You have got to be fucking kidding me, Markus. I just”
“Shut it, Pet, before you dig yourself into a deeper hole. One of the rules in this relationship will be that you do not raise your voice or swear at me like you just did. It is just too fucking disrespectful, so watch it from here on out,” he warns darkly.
As he wanders about the office picking up the clothing that was discarded so hastily he keeps on. “Of course Pearl, I have done those things for you although not as much as I probably could have. You and those girls make a lot of laundry. I am not ashamed to tell you that I had quite an adventurous day learning how you sort and store your clothing a few weeks back.”
Chuckling to himself he goes on, “We must talk about your fucking underwear though, Pet. As I was putting it away I noticed the style of panties you own and have decided that they will be burned. I will get some more appropriate panties for my pet. The underwear you have are not appropriate for you, you are not a grandma as far as I know and I will not have my old lady, pet, and sub wearing that shit.”
“Markus, come on I am almost 40 years old you cannot expect me to walk around in little thongs or lace panties or whatever. I might choose to feel sexy once in a blue fucking moon, but on a daily basis I like to be comfortable.”
“You could always wear no panties if you have trouble with what I pick out, Pet! Now, come on let’s go and check on the girls and finish this discussion later. It’s late and I am sure you are anxious about this whole situation. Remember Pet, as we walk through the Dungeon: eyes down, stay behind me, hands behind your back, and no speaking unless I ask you a direct question. We will go over more rules later but these few should get us to the exit tonight.”
As we leave out of the office, Markus comes over to me and makes sure that the collar which he placed around my neck is more visible, pulling the sweatshirt down a little in front. Not satisfied with the display he strides over to his desk and grabs scissors out of the drawer. Coming back to me he grabs the neck of the sweatshirt and cuts a large V into the neck. As I look down the large V in this sweatshirt is now drawing all attention to the collar which is tight on my neck. Now in an even more prominent display on me with this new fashion that Markus has given me.
Chapter 11 –Markus
As we walk through the club making our way to the exit I feel nothing but pride in having this beautiful creature wearing my collar. The eyes of more than a few members are on me and my pet, probably questioning who this sweet pet belongs too. Which will not be a question in their minds for long; I will put it quickly to ground.
As I nod my head at Shadow I come to an abrupt halt speaking with him for a few seconds about closing up the Dungeon tonight. He has been doing it more frequently than I these last few weeks so the talk is short.
Glancing back at Pearl I notice her standing slightly behind me with her eyes on the floor and arms together behind her back, in a perfect pose. I cannot stop myself from stepping towards her as my cock throbs with the thought of being inside of her again. Running my hands down and over her arms repeatedly I growl out, “Eyes on me, Pet.” Those big brown eyes quickly rise to mine and I capture her mouth in a kiss that will leave no question to those watching that his creature belongs to me.
Gripping her hand in mine and giving her a small tug we quickly make our way towards the exit. Opening the door of the truck I get Pearl situated before walking around the front of the truck. As I turn the truck on I see that Pearl is fidgeting with her hands in her lap, nervous of what is to come. I throw the console that is dividing the seats up and pull her over nearer to me. Buckling herself in the new seat that she finds herself in, I throw the truck into drive and place my arm across her shoulders pulling her even closer to me. Her nerves and fidgeting goes away and she settles into me quickly.
We make the thirty-minute drive towards my house, which is made longer by the snow that is falling steadily. We pull into the garage and I help Pearl out of the truck. As I lead her into the house I notice Doc and Trip talking quietly in the kitchen. They both look up as they hear the door shut behind us. Their jaws drop as they take us in, their eyes stop on the collar, which is now permanently hanging around Pearl’s neck.
Pearl steps forward quickly making her way through the kitchen and heading straight for the stairs.
She takes them two at a time, as I follow behind her. I quietly say “It’s the second door on the left, Pearl” as she reaches the top stair and slows.
As she pushes the door further she stops when she notices Iris and Rose sleeping peacefully in matching twin beds, the glow from the nightlight all that illuminates the room. She relaxes back into me and my arms come up to engulf her. “Pearl, I told you that the girls were fine, I checked in with Trip and Doc earlier and they have been here with them all night.”
She exhales deeply with the relief of seeing the girls, “I told you I would always take care of you and the girls, Pearl. You have nothing to worry about, I will always be here to make sure that you are safe, happy, and that everything is right with our world.”
“Come with me, Pearl. Let’s get some food in your stomach before we finish that discussion we started at the Dungeon.” Grabbing her hand I lead her back down the stairs toward the kitchen. We come to an abrupt halt as we reach the bottom of the stairs hearing Doc and Trip arguing in the kitchen.
“Wait here, Pet while I see what those two are talking about,” he says as he quickly walks into the kitchen to where the men are standing.
Doc and Trip let me know that Layla was seen on surveillance feeds but only after the fact due to enhancements that were able to be made on the footage. Around the time that Doc and Trip dropped me off at the Dungeon earlier.
Layla didn’t follow us from Milwaukee with the girls or Trip, Doc, or I would have made them on the way. She must have just come by the Dungeon on the off chance of seeing something. Doc and Trip let me know that they called some of the other brothers and they will be patrolling until it is time for Church tomorrow.
This shit needs to be done, Layla, her brother, and that other little fuck need to be found and dealt with. “They almost took her from me, when we find them they will go to ground and I will be the one to do it.” Thinking to myself that it has been a long while since I have taken such pride in retribution for the MC, but when these fuckers are found, I think that the walls of the shed will be covered in blood.
Doc and Trip start to argue over who will be allowed to dish out the retribution and retaliation, as I catch Pearl stepping into the kitchen and cut them off with a quickly nod of the head and glance towards her. “Boys we can continue this tomorrow at Church, but I can tell you now that arguing will be of little use, my mind is made up on this.”
Chapter 12 - Pearl
Their voices quiet as I step nearer and they finish talking to Markus. I overhear them talking about Layla and her being seen near the Dungeon tonight when Doc and Trip were dropping Markus off. Meaning she was near my girls and somehow followed them or found out that they were in Chicago.
I step forward into the kitchen and Markus quickly stops talking and looks toward me. “Pearl?” He questions as he quickly steps away from the men and moves towards me. “What is it Sweetling, you look like you have seen a ghost.”
As he reaches me he grabs for me and I crumble into his arms. Frightened by the fact that this woman has gotten near enough to my children and myself to be seen.
“Layla is back?” I say raising my eyes to his in a shaky voice.
“Layla was near the Dungeon tonight, yes, while we were there, Sweetling. Close enough to be caught on the tapes in the parking lot, only after the fact, Pearl, when security was looking at the tapes. She was alone, and we are not sure if she was there for us or if she even knew that you or the girls were there. Doc and Trip as well as the rest of the Brothers will discuss this tomorrow at Church. This is the first time we have seen her in almost two months, but she fucked up and we will take care of this quick.”
Markus ushers me over to the kitchen island and sits me down on the stool before glancing to the other men saying, “Boys, we will be fine here tonight, I’m sure you have called some of the other brothers to do some patrols past the house anyway. Take off and get some rest before Church tomorrow.”
A gleam enters his eyes, “I have a feeling the next few days are going to be long and filled with things we haven’t seen for a while.”
As Doc and Trip say goodbye to Markus and both come toward me I raise up from my seat before hearing a strangled groan coming from Markus. His eyes are on me as I go up on my tiptoes to give both men a hug and kiss on the cheek, thanking them for taking care of us the last few weeks. Markus’s eyes never leave mine as he witnesses first hand, this care and concern his brothers have for me and the two little girls that are sound asleep upstairs.
As the men walk out of the house Markus goes to lock the door behind them and returns quickly to the kitchen. I have already started to make a snack realizing that I am hungrier than I thought. Yet another time that Markus has predicted what I need before I am even aware of it.
He sits and watches me finish making the snack, making use of the to-go containers that are filling up his refrigerator. “Pearl, I could get use to watching you in this house with me. We really need to finish our discussion- finish up and let’s eat so we can talk.” He says patting the stool next to him.
I place a plate down in front of him as well as the empty stool before taking my seat. We quickly eat in silence and as we finish I quickly rise and grab the plates and take them to the sink and clean them off putting them in the drying rack next to the sink once I am finished.
Turning around to go back over by Markus at the island, I instead bump into his hard body which is directly behind me at the sink. “Let’s go into the living room to finish our discussion Pet. Then we will see where the rest of this night goes. It is already late and we might not have the time we need to do everything that I have been thinking about these last few weeks. And you need to get some sleep for yourself as well as our babe.”
At the mention of the baby my hand goes instantly to my belly, thinking again of
My Baby.
Taking me by the hand, he leads me through the kitchen and stops at the couch in the living room. As I go to take a seat on the couch, Markus quickly stops me and directs me towards the floor where he is throwing a few pillows off of the couch.
“Pet, you need to show me your submission while we finish this talk. Get naked and on your knees at my feet. I need to be in control of you in all ways right now. I need to know that I am the only one who has the right to do so. The news of Layla being seen is not sitting well with me and I need to feel like your master right now.” He says reaching up to stroke the collar still firmly in place at my throat.
Markus sits down on the coach and I notice the bulge that he has no shame in. As I finish removing the sweats that Markus put on me at the Dungeon, I quickly get to my knees on the pillows in between his feet. He slowly strokes my hair as he gently forces my head down onto his thigh and continues to stroke my head.