Judas.
The name suits him.
Jesse doesn’t seem like he’s going to gift Levi this last juicy kill, but a quick bullet whizzing past Jesse’s face does the trick. He nods, gritting his teeth for a moment, before speaking.
“Fine,” Jesse spits, venomously. Levi lets out a deep breath before he turns to me. My mouth falls open in shock when he cups my cheeks and lowers his lips to mine, his mouth molded against mine, in a victorious kiss.
“Touching,” Jesse mutters. I notice Levi flip him off before I’m pulled back under from the ecstasy of his tongue's embrace of mine. He tastes just like himself. A delicious twist of pain and sin, and lust.
He’s perfect to me.
I stifle a moan, but it slips from my lips and he swallows it whole before he pulls away from me. I’m breathless, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as I steady myself because I’m dizzy and ridiculously happy, and nervous all at the same time.
“Endearing,” Silas teases as his gaze flickers from Levi to me. He presses the barrel of the gun to his lips thoughtfully, before he points it at Jesse. “You have twenty-four hours to deliver Judas,” Silas adds. Jesse nods, his jaw tensing angrily.
Silas spins, and Levi guides me as he follows him out of the study. We have barely reached the front door when I hear screaming. I glance over my shoulder as Silas throws open the front door, but Levi grabs me by the chin and shakes his head.
He doesn’t want me to look back. Doesn’t want me to endure the chaos that is taking place behind me. Silas’s men are slaughtering Jesse’s.
Slaughtering all but the boss himself.
This must be how they play these games.
“Levi,” I call him softly, but by the tension in his shoulders, and his jaw, I know he won’t stop walking until we are outside.
“Come, Sasha,” He replies firmly, and I close my mouth, defeatedly scurrying after him down the steps. When we get to the car, he whips me around as Silas gets into the back. Levi presses me against the car, and Déjà vu overcomes me. He grabs the back of my neck and kisses me passionately once again.
I feel every inch of him against me. With each passing moment our tongues dance, his cock hardens, a beacon of his excitement that we’ve won.
He pulls away, before yanking open my door and instructing me to climb into the front seat. I obey, breathlessly. When I’m inside of the car, and Levi has taken his place beside me and begun to pull away, I see Silas’s men storming out and that’s when I spot the cars all lined by the trees outside of the gates of this place.
“Silas,” I call, and he meets my gaze in the rearview mirror. “Why haven’t you been on your father’s side of this the whole time?” I question curiously. Levi places a hand on my thigh, and I glance at him only to be met with a sharp shake of his head as if to say “Don’t ask questions.”
Silas chuckles.
“She’s already apart of this world, Levi. You might as well not sugar coat things. She should know.”
“You know what being too aware costs,” Levi hisses. Silas rolls his eyes, not seeming to care the same way Levi does. Then again, I get the feeling that Silas doesn’t exactly care about much. Surprisingly, he cares about Levi.
Maybe that’s it.
Does he have a bad relationship with his father, Elias Lombardo? Was he beaten and tortured? Does he still harbor resentment for the abuse, as I do myself?
“Are you wondering if my parents fucked me up?” Silas questions with amusement. “And that’s why I’ve “Run away?”
I shrug, expression sincere.
“I guess I just want to understand you more,” I admit. Levi’s entire body goes rigid. I see jealousy stirring in his gaze as it moves to Silas before his hands tighten along the wheels. I place a hand on his arm, rubbing reassuringly, and that seems to be ineffective.
“I think there are enough Daddy issues between the both of you, that mine isn’t nearly as important,” Silas quips. My eyes widen. I look at Levi and frown, curiosity springing to life.
“Between the both of us?” I parrot. Levi casts a glare at Silas.
“Thanks,” Levi grumbles. Silas winks at the mirror.
“What is he talking about, Levi?”
“Nothing,” Levi barks. I cross my arms over my chest.
“You’re lying,” I accuse. He shakes his head. I know how he is, and I know he won’t tell me… not unless there is some violent persuasion.
The thought makes my panties slicken excitedly.
“Levi just doesn’t want to talk about where he gets his perversion from.”
“Enough, Silas!” Levi booms angrily. Even the hairs along my body stand on end. Silas holds up his arms innocently.
“Although, unfortunately, it hasn’t left him with any sense of humor whatsoever. I pity him for it.”
“Yeah, well all of us can’t be sarcastic assholes,” Levi adds. Silas chuckles.
“Don’t be pissed because I’m charming,” Silas replies. Levi rolls his eyes, and for once I actually feel like they’re brothers. It’s the strangest thing. It makes me smile. Levi arches an accusing brow at me.
“Is something funny?”
“You two are. You’re like siblings fighting,” I say, humored.
“Yes, and what you should be saying is “Thank you, Silas,” Silas interrupts. Levi jerks the car sideways, and Silas’s smirk disappears for a moment. That makes Levi grin.
“See? I can have a sense of humor? I can be a fucking funny guy.” Levi shrugs.
Silas rolls his eyes at him, and I laugh. It’s the most normal moment I’ve felt in a long time.
The ride back to Silas’s house takes longer than I remember. The way to Jesse’s originally had me so anxious, it’s probably why it felt too quick to be real.
I doze off in the car. It isn’t until I wake to the feeling of my body swaying, that I realize Levi is carrying me. His damaged shoulder and all. He’s pulled it out of his sling. Most of my weight is bared on the other arm.
I press a hand to his chest, blinking rapidly to clear my vision as I peer up at him angrily.
“What are you doing? You’re going to hurt yourself more. Are you in pain?” I question as he carries me through the front door and towards the stairs. His mouth twitches upward into a grin before I gasp when he lowers me enough to feel how erect he is.
“Yeah, I’m in pain,” He responds.
“You are something else…” I trail. He presses a kiss to my forehead.
“I know I am.”
We arrive at the bedroom we slept in the previous night. Levi lowers me to the bed but doesn’t allow time for me to adjust to being awake. He presses his mouth to mine feverishly. He doesn’t even shut the bedroom door, that’s how desperate he is to lose himself in the junction between my thighs; to lose himself in all of me.
And as much as I want to know more about his father, and to probe him about his own past, I can’t resist the allure that is his desire.
It demands my obedience.
My body heels to his touch, regardless of the stubbornness in my mind, so I learned to stop fighting it and give in to the pure need.
His name is a gentle plea rolling off my tongue as I strip my pants off, my panties rolling quickly down my thighs. He doesn’t waste time pulling his own pants free, he undoes the button and zipper and frees his cock from his boxers, before positioning himself between my thighs.
He puts his weight on his good arm, but I am too desperate, too impatient. I roll him over until I’m straddling his waist. He snickers, before trying to move to flip me onto my back once more, but I press my hand on his chest and forcefully shove him back down before he has a chance to do that.
He breathes heavily as I hover above his cock and wrap my palm around his twitching length before I’m guiding his swollen head to my dripping hole.
When he enters me, it isn’t my sister’s name that is on his lips.
It’s mine.
It sounds so right.
“Sasha!”
“Say it again,” I rasp, pressing my hand to his throat. He swallows, his tongue licking his lips before he moans my name again when I rub the head of his cock up and down my slit teasingly.
“Sasha, fuck!”
He grabs my waist with the hand attached to his good arm and pushes my hips down while slamming his cock inside of me, and I gasp as he expands my inner walls, filling me whole.
“Levi!” I scream in ecstasy. The moans that follow are almost inhuman. I rasp and beg and pant as I ride his cock, as I take a piece of him again, and I carry it within my heart where it will remain for as long as I am as broken as him; For forever.