Chapter Eleven

 

With her legs folded and her hands resting on her knees, Anna closed her eyes and tried to meditate, even as the music from downstairs kept on getting louder.

Landon had to run some special kind of club errand, which she couldn’t know about. The secrets in the club were so exhausting. She missed her apartment. It had been nearly a week since she’d been back home, and she was in some serious sewing withdrawal. She was also tired of trying Holly and Mary’s food with them staring at her like she was some kind of bug.

Kasey, one of the other club women, assured her it was natural to them. For Anna, it really wasn’t. She didn’t want to keep on staying at the club.

Someone made a bang, and she heard laughter. Trying to meditate was useless with all the racket.

Moving toward the window, she slammed it closed. “Bye, bye, gentle breeze.” She glared down into the yard. A couple of trash bins had flames coming out, and they looked like a bunch of schoolchildren who had finally been allowed out to play. “I just want some peace.”

“It’s party day,” Landon said, entering the room.

“All you guys do all day is party.”

He pressed a hand to his heart. “You scold me.”

“What is it you want?” she asked.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m attempting to meditate. As you can see, it’s not working.”

“Meditating is all about relaxing. Find yourself at one with nature, right?”

“I have no idea,” she said.

“Fucking can be just as relaxing.”

“I want to go home.”

“Not happening.”

“Why not? I’m not going to tell anyone about you guys killing the drug dealer.”

Landon pushed her up against the wall, slamming his hand across her mouth. “Let’s get one thing clear, okay? You want to be able to breathe and speak again, you better not speak another word of what went down here. This is what Duke was talking about. Not one word, not even a hint of what you know. Got it?”

She nodded her head.

He let his hand down, and she stared at him, a little shocked. “I’m starting to think you need anger management.”

“There are rules here, Anna. Abide by them.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You’ll get killed.”

“I don’t like being pushed into a corner. That guy sold drugs to your friend. He was a bad guy. I get it.”

“Do you get it, or are you just saying that?”

“Did anyone tell you, you’ve got trust issues?”

“Noted. Most women want something out of us.”

“Believe it or not, I want to go home.”

“And one day you will. First, you’re going to the party downstairs.”

“Why? Is Misty going to be there? Danny?”

“Nope. Neither of them have been invited.”

“Then I hate to break it to you, I’m really not interested.”

She saw the smirk on his face.

“What?”

“I seem to remember you being very … interested in how bad a party can get.”

“This is one of those parties?”

“Why not? Beer is flowing. Kids are nowhere in sight. Some of the old ladies are here, but they don’t mind to party hard.”

“Where are the kids?” she asked.

“I believe Leanna and Lindsey agreed to have them tonight. They’re babysitting with the help of Crazy and Pie.”

She hated to admit she was intrigued by the idea of seeing them without any restraint. She didn’t for a second believe it could be worse than what she witnessed a few weeks ago. Was it a few weeks ago? It seemed like a lifetime already to her.

Landon had entered her world, and with it, he’d brought so much … intensity into her life, and good sex. She couldn’t forget the amazing sex they’d enjoyed.

“You’re tempted,” he said. “Come on, baby, you know you want to see it.”

She looked out of the window, hating to show any kind of weakness, but she’d be lying to herself and to Landon if she told him otherwise.

“Fine. I’ll come down, for, like, a couple of drinks, so long as you don’t leave me alone with Holly and Mary.”

“You don’t like them?” he asked.

“It’s not that I don’t like them. They seem like great women, but they ask a lot of questions. It’s not always fun or good.” She shrugged.

“You’re like a new toy to them. It’ll be fine. Trust me. They want to make you welcome is all.”

“Why? What we’re sharing is only temporary. I’m sure you’ll find a replacement for me who’ll be into the whole public display of sex and stuff.” She glanced through Landon’s small closet at some of her clothes. Landon went by her place to pick out a couple of items of clothing, and this was what he brought back. She wasn’t going to complain as she pulled on a dress and a pair of panties.

Next, she put on a pair of flat sandals, and she was good to go.

Tucking her hair behind her ear, she stepped out to see Landon pulling on another shirt before he put on his jacket again.

“Do you ever take it off?” she asked.

“Only when it’s hot. It’s important to all of us.”

He held out his hand, and she knew part of her didn’t want to leave the room. Her curiosity got the better of her, and taking his hand, she followed him out of the room and downstairs toward the main clubhouse.

“Whatever you see tonight, you can’t talk about.”

“It’s top secret and private. Got it.”

“I’m not joking around here.”

“I know. You can trust me. I know you don’t think you can, but I won’t tell another soul. I promise.” She knew how to keep a secret, plenty of them.

Landon opened the door, and the music was even louder. The lights had also been turned down to give a gentle hue. The music was slow, sexual, made for people to fuck and enjoy.

Once she adjusted to the light, she saw Holly and Duke in the corner. There was no reason for her to worry about conversation. Holly straddled Duke’s waist, and the two were kissing. She could guess more was going on, but Holly’s dress hid most of the action, which she was pleased about.

She spotted a few other couples in the main room.

Landon placed a hand on her stomach, drawing her back.

“They’re old ladies. They don’t have to do this,” she said. “They’ve already been claimed.”

“It doesn’t stop them from wanting to be claimed again. They crave their men’s touch, and it’s so fucking hot to watch.” Landon pressed his lips against her ear. “Becoming an old lady doesn’t mean the fun has to stop. On the contrary. Their men still like to party, and women, they have needs as well.”

“You believe in satisfying their needs?”

“Their men do, yes.” He slid his tongue across her neck, and she let out a little gasp and a moan. “Just like I can keep your needs satisfied.”

Another cry drew her attention, and she turned toward the pool table to find Scarlet spread out. She wore no clothing. There were no balls on the table, but three men stood around, their dicks out, and Scarlet worked among all three.

Anna couldn’t look away even as she wanted to.

One of the men grabbed Scarlet’s hips, tugging her back. He put on a condom, aligned his cock to her entrance, and slammed all the way inside her. He let go of Scarlet’s hips to grab her hair, pulling her head back, and roughly fucking her, driving every inch of his dick within her.

Scarlet moaned, but with one of the guys holding her head, she wasn’t able to suck on the others’ dicks.

“Don’t look at her. She’s used to getting what she wants with a bunch of dicks.”

“Do you enjoy her?” Anna asked.

“Not anymore, and not for a while.”

Landon took her hand, moving her away from the sight of Scarlet being fucked. They made their way outside, and he grabbed a beer, holding it out for her to take.

She did so.

There were more public displays outside. They passed one man getting his dick sucked by two women.

Anna couldn’t help the arousal rushing through her body at the sight. They all looked … hot. She didn’t have a problem watching them all.

No, she just didn’t want to be part of it. That was her only problem.

Sipping at her beer, Landon made them pause at one of the trash cans. The heat did nothing for her. She was already on fire.

A couple of squeals drew her attention, and some of the other club whores were naked, prancing around outside as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

This was certainly different from anything she was used to.

****

Landon sensed the arousal within Anna. He didn’t know if she even realized she kept rubbing her ass against his dick, and with each passing second, his own need was rising up. He liked to watch people getting off. It was much better than porn, and especially because the women were all into it as well. There were no forced moans. Everything was natural. Finishing off his beer, he took the empty bottle from Anna and moved her so they were in a secluded spot but could also watch.

Anna hadn’t given him any reason to believe she was a little prude, and he wasn’t going to start believing it now. He found a spot on one of the benches.

The women in front of him were having a lot of fun, playing with each other’s breasts. He saw that Bertie and Floss had joined them outside. Clearly, they had their fun with Scarlet. These two women were newbies and Landon hadn’t tried them, but he also had no desire to. The only woman he was interested in was the woman in front of him. Gripping her thigh, he made her straddle the bench. She didn’t argue with him as he moved her so she was facing the action.

Bertie already had one of the women on her knees, pulling his cock out. It was flaccid, but Bertie never had a problem when it came to performing.

The guy always liked to be the center of attention and often was.

Keeping his hand on Anna’s thigh, Landon made her lean back against him. With his other hand, he stroked her stomach, moving up to brush across her rounded tit. No one could see them. They were in private, but his dick was hard.

“I know what you’re doing,” she said.

“What am I doing?”

“You’re getting me so hot I don’t think about how we can get caught.”

He took her hand and placed it over his cock. “Feel what you do to me. I’m here because of you. No one else. I’ve got no interest in seeing what those women are wanting, only you.” He pulled her hair back, exposing her neck. He licked over her pulse before biting down.

“Tell me you don’t want me to play, and I won’t play. We can go on upstairs and not see what Bertie and Floss have to offer, or we could stay here and watch. I’m not going to judge you. No one here ever would. This is where you can be free.”

He kissed her neck hard, using his teeth to nip at her sensitive flesh.

“Or go upstairs?”

“We’ll stay.” She panted the words out, and he couldn’t help but smile.

“Good girl. Such a good choice.”

She rubbed at his dick and he watched as one woman left Floss’s side and walked over to the woman with Bertie. She took her hand, lifting her up, and they kissed, hard, passionately.

Not one to be ignored, Bertie lifted the woman up in his arms. She was a small one and held her legs open. The other woman didn’t need any further instruction, and seeing as Bertie held her up and spread, he and Anna got to see the other woman lick her pussy.

The one in Bertie’s arms cried out. She put her hands around Bertie’s head, moaning for more, begging for it.

Floss returned and the woman doing the licking was bent forward, and they got to see her being filled with Floss’s cock.

Even though the sight was hot, Landon didn’t want anyone but Anna. He didn’t want to think of the reason why he felt that way. Glancing down at Anna, he saw her cheeks were red, and it was too dark to see if she was as aroused at the sight as he was. She’d stopped working his cock, and simply held him in her fist.

Sliding his fingers beneath her dress, he found the wet crotch of her panties. His woman was turned on. She didn’t fight him as he pushed aside the fabric and ran his finger down her slit.

She was drenched, and he didn’t have a problem with that at all.

Fingering her tight cunt, he teased across her clit before moving down to fill her up. With his other hand, he cupped her tit. The hard bead of her nipple was in his palm.

“You don’t like people watching you fuck, but you’ve got no problem with being there for anyone else’s?” he asked.

“No. I like to watch. I’ve never seen it like this other than when I’ve done it in front of a mirror.”

“I’ll have a mirror in your future all right,” he said. “You can count on it.” He added a second and third finger, filling her tight pussy as he pressed a thumb to her clit.

Bertie and Floss had long lost any attention he might have had.

He didn’t need to prove any point anymore.

Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he stood up, lifting her over his shoulder once more.

“What the hell, Landon? You’ve got to stop doing this.”

“I don’t want to. I happen to like you being like this. All open and helpless. You better grab your skirt. You don’t want anyone catching a glimpse of your pussy.”

“Asshole!”

“You love it.”

She had no choice but to hold her skirt down as he carried her through the clubhouse. He didn’t stop, not even as a couple of the brothers tried to get him to talk.

Talking wasn’t what he was interested in.

Once at his bedroom, he slammed the door open, closing it with a kick and placing her on her feet.

Anna surprised him as she sank to the floor, grabbing his belt and sliding it open. She took down the zipper, and her pretty mouth was on him, sucking at his cock the moment she eased him out of his boxer briefs.

Removing his leather jacket and shirt, he threw them across the room, out of his way.

Turning on the light, he wrapped her hair around his fist and groaned. He started to fill her mouth, using slow, gentle thrusts to start off with.

Anna cupped his balls, playing with them as she bobbed her head.

He wanted to go deeper, and using his grip on her head, he started to make her take more of him, getting her to swallow him down.

With each moan, the vibrations turned him on even more.

“Fuck, yes,” he said.

Sliding from between her lips, he saw how wet his dick was from her saliva and slammed it back in. This time, she choked on him, but he loved the sound.

Anna didn’t pull away or stop him. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and she moaned, swallowing down his pre-cum and her saliva.

He’d have loved to finish in her throat and see her swallow every last drop, but he wanted inside her again.

Lifting her up off the floor, he moved them both to the bed, dropping her down. He tugged on the dress, but it was taking too much work to remove it from her. He tore the dress, the seams giving away, no match for his strength.

“Hey!”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence as he slammed his lips down on hers as he destroyed her panties as well.

They were in his way, and he wanted inside her.

Gripping his dick, he placed the tip at her entrance and slid home, feeling her tight cunt wrap around him.

He let out a growl as her pussy swallowed him. It was perfection. She was utter perfection.

Pulling out, he slammed back inside. He reared back, holding her legs, and watched her spread around him, taking his dick.

“You feel so good,” he said. “None of those women have a patch on you.”

Dropping her legs, he grabbed her arms, holding them above her head as he fucked her hard. The bed slammed against the wall with each pound of his hips.

She wrapped her legs around him, and he knew it wasn’t her pussy he wanted to finish in. He’d had her mouth and pussy. Now it was time to claim her ass.

Easing out of her hungry cunt, he pulled back and flipped her over so she was on her knees before him.

Cupping the cheeks of her ass, he spread them open, seeing the puckered hole of her anus.

He wanted to claim every single part of Anna so she couldn’t remember ever being with anyone else. He wanted to be her everything, and the only way to do that, was to have every single part of her. No woman had ever made him feel this way. He’d never felt overcome with a desire to own a woman, but Anna, she had gotten under his skin and there was no turning back.

Using some of her cream, he spread it between the cheeks of her ass, getting her nice and slick.

Pushing a single finger inside her, he heard her moan.

“I know it feels weird. Give it a moment.”

She didn’t tell him to stop, so he pressed forward, rocking back and forth into her tight asshole. He added a second finger, stretching out her ass, and only after making her writhe with pleasure did he remove his fingers and replace them with his cock. With the hard tip at her entrance, he slowly began to fill her, taking his sweet time as he rocked inside her, fucking her. With only a couple of inches inside her ass, he worked his dick, not wanting to rush, letting her get accustomed to it. He loved watching her open up beneath his hands, her ass spreading wide.

Gripping her flesh, he waited for her to start driving herself back onto his length, taking him deeper.

“Please, please,” she said.

Reaching between her spread thighs, he stroked her clit, and she whimpered his name.

“That’s right, baby. Take my cock. Fuck me back.” He kept up his thrusts as he stroked her nub, wanting her to become completely mindless on the pleasure he had in store for her.

She cried his name, screamed it, and when she finally fell into her orgasm, he grabbed her hips and took her harder, driving his cock inside, feeling his own need spiral up until he thrust deep inside her once more. He filled her with copious amounts of cum, and groaned as he did so.

Anna might not realize it yet, but she belonged to him. Every single part of her was his for the taking.