Blue (Darkness Falls #3) (16 page)

“With pleasure.”
He could feel his own beast surfacing under his skin, rolling through him like a cat stretching out.

“Mistress, no!” Thomas gasped, vibrating like a high tension wire. “Please! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”

“Settle down, Thomas.” She raised a gentle hand to his hair, stroking it without grazing him with the cast. “You will take this as your punishment. You will come during this punishment and you will thank both of us for it afterwards.”

The young sub squeaked as Blue generously squirted lube on his ass
. “Mistress!”

“It’s happening.” She was implacable and fuck if it didn’t turn Blue on like hell. It had been a long time since he’d watched her in full on
Domme mode. She’d been holding back with the girl in the club. When he rolled the condom on, his cock was rock hard and he took a moment to palm it, rubbing a lube-slicked fist up and down the length because it felt so fucking good. He knew she could see him and he grinned. This was bound to be getting her all kinds of hot and bothered. He knew she enjoyed watching him and she’d be buzzing afterwards. “Oh Thomas, that’s one big cock you’re about to have shoved up your ass.” She purred, tracing a gentle finger around the shell of the sub’s ear.

Playing along, Blue ran his cock up the seam of Thomas’ ass, spreading the lube around as the sub’s eyes widened. “Please…” He tried one more time, but Red was ruthless.

“Do it.”

Blue tipped an imaginary cap.
“Yes ma’am.” He took a couple of minutes to prepare Thomas, but not much. It was supposed to be a punishment, even if the sub didn’t feel pain. That was where the true genius of this whole scene lay. Pain would make it exquisite for the sub. The humiliation of coming uncontrollably in wave after wave of pleasure while being screwed by another man would be a total mindfuck. Thomas would never doubt her again. Blue had to give Red credit. He’d never have dreamed of doing this if he was in her position.

When he’d worked the tight little pucker enough to know he wasn’t going to damage him by playing rough, Blue positioned the head of his cock and began to work his way in. Thomas squirmed and writhed, crying out at the invasion. “Hush!” Red was stern. “You’ve taken bigger than this in rubber. Don’t be such a fucking pussy.”

Blue nearly lost it, faltering as she smirked up at him. She was even beautiful with her pain-dimmed eyes and he redoubled his efforts to please her as Thomas subsided into quiet sobs against the soft curve of her belly.

“Harder, Blue.” She encouraged him. “I want him to feel your cock in his ass every time he moves for the next week.” He gripped the sub’s hips and thrust hard,
pistoning back and forth as their skin smacked together.

“What are you smiling at?”
He asked, driving in a particularly vicious thrust.

“I’ve never seen you fucking from this perspective before.” Her face was guileless. “You’re magnificent.”

“Thanks.” He burst out laughing, even as he moved, and she smiled with him.

“You should be gratef
ul such an amazing man will help me punish you.” She petted Thomas’ head. “What do you say to him?”

“Thank you, Master Blue.” Thomas choked out.

“Good boy.” And there it was, the moment that the sub slipped off the mortal coil and into whatever realm subs flew to when they detached. He relaxed and opened and Blue took advantage of it, fucking him mercilessly until the Master was close to coming himself. He caught Red’s gaze and nodded. “I want you to come for me, Thomas.” She murmured. “Come for me to prove what a good little slut you are, that you’ll orgasm while being fucked by a man. Come for me so that Master Blue can fill your little ass with cream and we can all go to sleep.”

In seconds, the sub was shuddering uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm rolled through him in waves, clenching and sucking around Blue’s shaft. It was enough to tip him over too and he tried to stay quiet as he thrust through it. He didn’t want to wake anyone up. When he was done, he pulled out and sat back on his heels. For a first time, that was fantastic. He was glad it had been here, with Red.

“What do you have to say to us?” Red asked and Thomas smiled, his tears all dried up.

“Thank you
, Mistress. Thank you, Master Blue.”

“Good boy. When Master Blue has cleaned up, you can go and clean up too. And you’ll need to change the sheets you’ve come all over.”

“Yes, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress.” The sub eased off the bed and waited stiffly in the corner as Blue went into the bathroom to clean up.

By the time Blue had showered and returned to the bedroom, Thomas was off somewhere with the sheets and Red was lying with the kind of stillness he associated with extreme pain. “You ready for another dose?” He sat down beside her and reached for the drawer of the cabinet where Cal had left the pre-loaded syringes.

“Yes please.” She waited as he hooked the syringe to the cannula, exactly as Cal had shown him, and then he rubbed her hip until it took effect and she started to relax. “Are you okay?” She asked and he nodded.

“I’m grand. How are you feeling?”

“Sore.” She grimaced. “Hot, flustered…that was…”

“I know.” He returned her smile, letting his hand rest on the top of her thigh with his thumb in the dip between them. “I can’t wait for you to be better. Everything after this is going to be off the charts.” He moved his hand until his thumb was under the T-shirt, pressing into her cleft.

“No!” She gasped. “Don’t, Blue. It’ll hurt.”

“I’ll be gentle.” He promised. “Open your legs for me, Little One. I’ll give you the gentlest orgasm you’ve ever had. It’ll make it all better.”

“You don’t do gentle.” She smiled, despite herself, and he pretended to be hurt.

“We’ve done gentle. We did gentle the other night. Come on, open up. I really want to taste you.”

“I can’t decide if that’s romantic or totally messed up.” She laughed and then flinched as the movement hurt her ribcage.

“What I’m planning on doing when you’re restored to full health isn’t romantic.” He smirked, climbing over her onto the bed so he could lie down next to her. “That’s going to be pure, primal, animal fucking. At least for the first two weeks, anyway. We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.”

“Primal?” Her pupils were dilating and he couldn’t tell if it was from the drugs or the way his hand was slowly working her legs apart.

“Yeah. You remember that time we had the wild jungle sex?”

“When we knocked the wardrobe over?”

“Yeah.” He grinned. “We’ll do that all over again, every day, for a week. Maybe two.”

“I won’t be able to walk!” She smothered another laugh. “I’m not a robot, Blue. I’ll need a few breaks here and there.”

“I’m sure I could pause the lovemaking for a while to feed you and let you get a few hours’ sleep in.” He teased. “But when you’re mine, you’re going to be completely mine. If I want you up against a wall with your legs locked around my waist while I push my cock deep inside you, we’ll just have to make it happen.” Her legs fell open and he swallowed a smirk. Talking dirty was her equivalent of saying ‘open sesame’. It worked every time.
“Seriously, I’ve even planned our first time all out. You want to know what I’m going to do to you?”

“No.” She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as his fingers finally slid into her folds.

“For that lie, I’m going to tell you in minute detail.” He rested his head on the pillow next to hers so that his lips were at her ear. “I’m going to put music on and dance with you and, while you’re in my arms, I’m going to take your clothes off, piece by piece, sliding my hands all over that gorgeous soft skin of yours. And when you’re naked, I’m going to lay you on the bed, and then I’m going to get really up close and personal with that pretty little pussy of yours. I’m going to spread your legs and breathe you in, because you know you smell as heavenly as you taste, little one.” He drew his fingers from her moistening pussy and licked them, to prove his point. Fuck, she really did taste amazing.

“Pervert.” She grinned and he chuckled.

“You fucking love it. So once I’ve breathed my fill, I’m going to spread your petals and then I’m going to tongue fuck you until you fall apart and drip all over my chin.”

“
Eww!” She might protest, but her body was telling him a completely different story. She was getting more and more turned on by the second.

“And when you’re a quivering wreck, I’m going to roll us over and impale you so fucking slowly on my cock that you’ll be crying out for every inch of it before I’m seated so deeply inside you that you’ll feel me all the way to your heart. Then, baby, then I’m going to make you ride it with my thumb on your clit until you’re coming all over me.” Her breath was coming in soft pants and she wasn’t making any pretence of holding back from him
any more. “And when you’re done and you’re blissed out, I’m going to turn you over and push into you from behind and then I’m going to thrust and pound until I fill you up with my cum. And then, while you’re on all fours and trembling, I’m going to make Thomas clean you up. With his tongue.”

“Fuck!” It came out on a long breath and he bit his lip to keep from laughing. She was so easy to wind up to fever pitch. Her hips were rocking against his palm and the fingers he was thrusting inside her.

“When you’re nice and clean, you’ll fall onto your side and I’ll push you flat and start all over again. In fact…” He moved down the bed. “I think we might trial run part of it now.”

“Blue!” He held her hips down as he settled between her legs so that she couldn’t hurt herself. Not that he thought she was in any mood to care – she was high on painkillers and desire. A bite of pain might just do the trick.

“Shh!” He soothed. “Let me play.” Nuzzling into the juncture of her thighs, he smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to her clit. “Hello, beautiful.” Noelle’s tiny hands curled into his hair and it was all the encouragement he needed, diving right in to deliver a tongue lashing like he’d never given before. He wanted to put his fingers in too, drive her crazy, but he knew it had to be gentle. He just wanted to take the edge off.

“I’m close!” She gasped, soft moans bleeding out between gasps.

“I know, Princess. I know.” Flattening his tongue, he smoothed it rhythmically over her clit and a few seconds later she tipped over the edge into bliss, her whole body rippling under the waves of pleasure.

“You’re a wicked man.” She released his hair and smoothed it down where she’d ruffled it.

“How so?” He fluttered gentle kisses up her stomach until he got to the dressings covering the surgical marks.

“Because one tongue fuck from you is never enough.” She said, trying to keep her eyes open as she fought sleep. “It just makes me want more. By the time I’m able to move, I’ll be going crazy.”

“I can’t wait for that day.” He was fervent in his reply. He
couldn’t
wait for that day. He was going to be just as crazy as she was and the fireworks were going to be insane.

A doctor arrived the next morning to put her epidural catheter back in and the relief on her face was almost transcendent. She got a stern lecture about taking things gently, and she behaved in a suitably chastised manner until the anaesthesiologist left. Cal stayed for lunch, professing to want to spend some time getting to know the girls now that they were part of the family, but when they were settled in the living room entertaining Noelle, the Master motioned for Blue to join him in the kitchen.

“What is it?” A ripple of fear slithered through Blue’s belly. “Has Alexandra done something?”

“No and that’s what’s worrying me.” Cal rubbed his eyes and, up close, Blue could see that he was looking tired. The usual healthy glow of his skin was greyed with a pallor of exhaustion. “She’s completely gone to ground again and I don’t like it. The Police are doing everything they can to find her and we’ve got you all totally covered with security, but I don’t think I’ll rest until she’s either dead or behind bars. Not being so publicly visible is damaging business.”

“Then we provoke it.” Blue shrugged. “I was wrong before, Cal. I won’t be a sitting duck any more. I’m not going
to just wait around for her to attack us again. The girls and Noelle are safe. It’s time we took the fight to her.”

“And what do you suggest we do?” Cal asked, his tone flat. “You think she’ll fall for you just appearing in a bar again?”

“She might.” Blue shrugged. “It’s worth a try – she’s gone off the deep end. There’s no telling how far her ability to rationalise anything has deteriorated.”

“And what are we going to do if she does respond?” Cal rubbed his face, leaning against the breakfast bar.

“She’s my problem. I’ll deal with her.”

“No offence, but you’re not the best equipped to deal with the situation.” He quelled Blue’s protest with a level glare. “She was your mistress and she is the mother of your children. You’re too emotionally involved and if you make a mistake, you’ll get caught.”

“There isn’t an alternative.” Blue reminded him. “If she goes down for attempted murder, she’ll be out and bothering us again in another eight years.”

“I have friends at the Crown Prosecution Service.” Cal reminded him. “I think this time we’d have a good case for getting her locked up indefinitely as being criminally insane.”

“That’s a hell of a gamble to take, Cal.” Blue mulled it over.

“Not really. If we fail, we just take a hit out on her the second she leaves prison.” Cal shrugged. “We’ll be informed this time and it’s not like we haven’t got the contacts.
Or the money.”

“I guess Noelle would be happier with that.” Blue conceded. “I’m not sure how she’d reconcile with my killing Alexandra.” He snorted with misplaced amusement. “I don’t know how the hell she’s survived this long in this lifestyle and still remained so naïve and innocent.”

“It’s one of her many charms.” Cal’s smile was gentle and Blue struggled to resist the urge to shake his head. His little Red had them all wrapped around her finger. “Give me until the weekend and if we haven’t found her, you can try and draw her out.” Blue opened his mouth to protest, but Cal held his hand up and silenced him. “Noelle isn’t in any fit state to deal with this right now.” He pointed out. “If we’re going on the offensive I need to know that she’s at least capable of getting out of bed and taking herself and the girls somewhere safe.”

“You think she’ll be up by then?” Blue wasn’t so sure – she’d been in such a state when the doctor arrived that morning that it seemed like her recovery was going to take a lot longer than a week.

“She’ll improve rapidly once her stitches are out and the swelling has gone down. Her bones will heal on their own in six weeks or so. It’s only her neck that’s going to need aggressive rehabilitation and it’s not like she’s a stranger to hard exercise.”

“That’s true.” Blue smirked, remembering some of the curse words she’d tossed his way when she was still in training at The Manor.
They’d worked her pretty hard to get her strength up and the thought gave him comfort. She’d been fit and strong when the accident happened. She couldn’t have been any better placed physically to recover from this. “Fine, I won’t do anything until the weekend.”

Cal was about to respond when the unmistakeable sound of shouting came from outside and they both tensed. It came closer and closer and they glanced at each other, moving automatically towards the back door from the kitchen.

“Can you see anything?” Cal whispered, his angle to the window too oblique to see out onto the lawn. Blue sidled to his right and looked out of the window just in time to see a brick come sailing his way. He threw himself in Cal’s direction, taking them both to the floor as the window shattered behind him.

“What the fuck?” Raging, he shoved upwards and headed for the door.

“Blue, you need to protect the girls.” Cal snapped, taking command of the situation. “You need to get them upstairs and into an internal room where there aren’t any windows. I’ll go.”

Knowing Cal was right but feeling a ferocious need to defend his territory, Blue snarled a reluctant agreement and went to gather the girls and the camera crew upstairs. The children were pale and frightened by the noise. Noelle was putting a brave face on it, but she was afraid too and it enraged him even further as he carried her up the stairs. “Are there any rooms up here that don’t have external windows?” He asked and Noelle paused.

“Not on this floor. Even the bathrooms have them. The en-suite in the attic room doesn’t have windows.”

“Then we’re going up there.” He took the next flight of stairs, everyone following him in a frightened huddle.

There was another smash and bang from downstairs and Amelie shrieked.

“What’s going on?” Lisette asked, taking Amelie’s hand, and Blue didn’t hesitate with the truth.

“Someone’s attacking the house. They’re throwing bricks at the windows.”

That broke Noelle out of her fear and into anger. “They’re brand new!” She protested. “Why would someone do that?”

“They’ll regret it.” He promised her, trying not to growl and scare the girls even more. “That’s the last window of this house they’ll break, whoever they are.”

The bathroom was smaller than the ones downstairs so he sat Noelle in the bath and asked Lisette to grab her a blanket from the bedroom so that she’d be comfortable. Everyone else huddled into the cramped quarters and Blue leaned down to kiss Noelle.

“You all need to stay in here and lock the door. Don’t open it to anyone other than me or Cal.” He helped Amelie, who was trying to climb into the bath to be with Noelle, and kissed her forehead too. “You look after Noelle for me, please.”

“Yes, Papa.” She snuggled into the blanket and Blue turned to Lisette.

“I’m going to be right outside, okay? Lock the door behind me.”

“Yes, Papa.” She gave him a quick, fierce hug and then stepped back, her eyes glistening.

“Good girl.” With a last glance at Noelle, he stepped out into the attic room and waited until he heard the click behind him. Although there was a window in the bedroom, he didn’t think anyone would be foolhardy enough to try and scale the house to get in that way. The best point of defence would be the stairs and he headed in that direction to wait for someone to let him know what was happening.

Twenty minutes later, Cal appeared at the foot of the stairs and gestured for him to come down. He looked calm and composed, but there was a grim set to his jaw. “The protestors finally stepped over the line.”

“It wasn’t Alexandra?” Tension he hadn’t even known he was holding bled from his muscles.

“No. Apparently they tried to picket the hospital on the day of the crash and it had something of a backlash online. When the pictures of the wreck went viral, people were pretty horrified that they’d harass the survivor of a hit and run, especially when someone died in the incident.” Cal shook his head. “Instead of backing down, they were inflamed by the outcry. The Police are here and they’ve all been arrested, but this might actually be our chance to do something about it.”

“We should get John here.” Blue agreed. “If we can get it to go viral that they attacked a house where an injured woman and two young girls were staying, it might stir up enough of an outcry to get them to back down completely.”

“I’ll call him. You might as well let the others out. The Police are going to want to speak to them.”

“The camera crew are the only ones with capacity.” Blue frowned. “Noelle’s still on heavy dosage pain meds and the girls are minors.”

“They still need to come out of the bathroom.” Looking amused, Cal pulled his phone from his back pocket and went to make some calls.

The
days dragged past slowly, although good news came on the Tuesday when they heard that the protestors had finally given up in the face of overwhelming public fury and packed up their placards, but the camera crew were getting on everyone’s nerves. While Noelle couldn’t do very much that would make interesting TV, they were busy interviewing all the major players in her life. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the questions hadn’t been so invasive and personal, but they’d done their research on everyone and even blindsided Storm with a question about her father. She would have lost control and started smashing them up if Blue hadn’t stepped in and whisked her away to cool down.

He was exhausted. Entertaining the girls in between clients was such an effort and the last thing he needed was to be running interference between the camera crews and everyone else. Lisette wasn’t so bad, but Amelie was a handful once she’d relaxed enough to let loose with some of her energy. The girls were constantly bored being penned up in the house but they just didn’t have enough security staff between them to run the risk of going out. Noelle had made Thomas go back to work
so they didn’t have his guards either.

When Cal came to take her stitches out on Wednesday, he brought James with him for a visit and that brightened Noelle’s outlook immensely. She’d missed the sub and had admitted to Blue that she was worried about him when he’d pressed her about her long silences and distant gaze. Seeing him up and moving easily, without any of the stiffness
he’d been suffering when she’d last seen him at The Manor, helped more than any of the painkillers they were still stuffing into her.

It didn’t take much to persuade Cal to leave the sub behin
d when he returned to The Manor and he and Thomas seemed to fit together seamlessly, sharing out the chores and somehow making Noelle’s life infinitely easier.

On Thursday Cal called
after the girls had gone to bed and he wasn’t happy. James had passed the phone to Noelle and she frowned as she listened to what he was saying.

“When?” Her eyes kept flickering over James, almost as though she was reassuring herself that he was safe. “Then she must be nearby. She had to be watching, Cal. It’s too much of a coincidence to think she’d choose the night you ramped down security by chance.” She grimaced and James went to kneel at her feet, resting his forehead on her thigh. She settled immediately as she curled her fingers in his hair, and Blue was impressed. It seemed her subs could read her just as well as she could read them. It was really quite beautiful to watch people so in sync with each other’s existence.
“I know, but did she take anything?” She was grinding her teeth and Blue finally realised that something serious had happened. It was rare to see Red this angry. “It’s like a Mexican stand-off.” She closed her eyes. “She can’t get to us while we’re protected, so she’s just going to keep lashing out and destroying things that are important to us until one of us makes a mistake. We can’t go on like this.”

“Put it on speakerphone.” Blue wanted to listen in and Noelle asked Cal to hang on so she could change the settings. She passed the phone to James and he set it on the coffee table. “What’s happened, Cal?” Blue asked and he heard the distress in the older master’s voice.

“Alexandra, or someone employed by her, broke into The Manor last night and destroyed both your room and Noelle’s room. With James out of the house, I’d significantly scaled back the security.”

“Is there a lot of damage?” He didn’t want to know the answer, but he had to ask.

“She really went to town.” Blue almost felt sorry for Alexandra. If Cal got his hands on her, she would regret it until she breathed her last scream if the iciness in his voice was anything to go by. “I’ll have most of it fixed in the next few days but there’s a lot I can’t salvage. I’m sorry.”

“They’re just objects.” Noelle dismissed his fury with quiet grace. “The people that I love are safe. Everything else can be replaced. What are we going to do about it? We can’t keep hiding, Cal. We need to draw her out.”

“That’s what Blue suggested.” Cal conceded. “I don’t know that luring her out will work, though. Baiting a trap might be easier.”

“What do you suggest?” Noelle answered first, a silent apology in her eyes as she realised she’d interrupted Blue.

“I think it would be a reasonable response to increase the security around your house in direct reaction to her breaking in here. Then Blue just has to come here while the security appears lax. Hopefully she’ll come after him and we can take her down.”

Noelle looked to Blue and to his surprise she didn’t look like she disagreed. “I’d like to do it.” He
responded, half-expecting her to chew him out for being a reckless idiot, but she just nodded. “Are you sure you’ll be okay here with the girls?”