Page 37 of Breaking Sanity (Hell’s Asylum #1)

“Really?” He looks at me questioning if I’m telling the truth.

“Yes, Baron. I want her to writhe under me crying and coming all at once. I will make her scream my name in ecstasy not pain.”

“Which one of you wants her more?”

ME!

“Goodnight, B.”

“Goodnight, Nikolas.”

I am taking my cold shower, which is doing very little to help with the insane hard on, when I hear Gunner shouting. I can only assume it’s at Alley.

Does she ever stop?

The pure rage in his voice has me shutting off the water and grabbing a towel. When he has that tone the red haze is almost fully taken over. As I don’t think he’ll actually kill her, I don’t want to take that risk.

Ripping my bedroom door open, my eyes connect with Vaughn and we both go dashing into the hallway at the same time.

The scene in front of us is Alley moving behind Baron only to kick out his knee before disappearing into his room.

The loud click of the lock engaging is the first sound I hear when I run up to the twisted duo.

“What the fuck happened,” Vaughn snaps.

“The fucking bitch throat punched me and ran,” Gunner answers, helping Baron to his feet.

Gazing at his throat, sure enough there is a bruise starting to form in the center. I turn towards the door and start banging on it. I’m not sure if I’m doing it to get in the room or as a warning to hide. Vaughn pushes me aside and with one kick he sends the door flying.

Fuck Nik! They both will kill her now!

“Then come stop me, Princess,” Alley laughs, letting go of the ledge.

Gunner is the first to get to the window. I am not sure how the Little Minx did it, but by the time I get to the window her dark figure is already on the ground heading towards the forest.

“God fucking damn her,” Gunner exclaims. “I will catch you Alley and there will be no mercy when I do!”

“Bravo team,” Vaughn shouts into the walkie.

“Yes sir,” Eagle responds.

“Our fucking headache just escaped through a window. You guys go find her and bring her back to Baron’s room.”

“On it sir,” he says.

“We aren’t going after the minx,” I ask.

“No, we are not. We need a few to cool off or all of us will kill her.”

“Oh, fuck that, she is mine!” Gunner goes for the door, but Baron stops him.

“Gunner, she is ours and Vaughn is right. She’ll come back kicking and screaming. When she is in that state her knee jerk reaction is to attack. Whether that is physically attacking us or provoking us with her words, one of us is bound to lose control and kill her.”

“You mean you will snap and kill her, Baron.” Gunner jabs a finger into Baron’s chest.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Vaughn looks between the two as they get into a staring contest.

“Gunner is referring to me teetering on the edge of a psychotic break because of Alley.”

“You already lost control once and put her in fucking medical,” Gunner shouts.

“To be fair, I also was the reason she was there,” I add.

“Because she kissed you,” Gunner asks.

“He kissed her not the other way around, Gunner,” Baron supplies.

“You kissed her?” Vaughn sounds hurt.

“Like you fucking didn’t,” I retort. I am not the only one that is getting thrown under the Gunner bus here. If I am going down, I am taking Vaughn with me.

“You two fucking did what?” Gunner turns to us in confusion. “Neither of you kiss any girl, so why her?”

“Calm your ass down. She fucking started it by licking my lip, then bit my lip. It just happened, Gun.”

Now that part I know. Caine and I bled into each other, so I came out of the black hole just in time to kiss her and get kicked in the fucking nuts.

Correction: she kicked me that time. You just got kicked by her today, so stop bitching. We are even.

“Give him that, Gunny. She knows how to hit the right buttons,” Baron defends me. Baron does this to Gunner a lot. He pushes to see where he is at with his spiral and then backs off.

“And what is your excuse?” Gunner’s cloudy eyes turn to Vaughn. Vaughn just stands there with his arms crossed and his lips in a tight line. But he doesn’t defend himself. He stays quiet.

“Fuck! Fine!” Gunner rings out his hands. “Finish what you started with her on your days but don’t fucking rip her apart from the inside. I have an attachment to that tight pussy.”

“You don’t say,” Vaughn scoffs.

“Don’t get me started with you, Vaughn.”

“What does that mean?”

“That you are just as obsessed with her. Fuck, even as much as Carson was before she nearly killed him. The way he took Libby was purely to get at her,” I say. “Then again, she put herself on Carson’s radar when she insulted him the day he threw Annie into the wall.”

“She is going to rip us apart,” Vaughn grits.

“That is a possibility unless we reevaluate how we handle her,” Baron advises. “Tonight was an insight on how to do that.”

“You felt it too,” Gunner asks, starting to calm down.

“Yes.”

“I am not going to even try to understand what you two are talking about,” Vaughn huffs. “I’ll let you know when they are bringing her up.”

Vaughn steps over the broken door and disappears into the hall.

“When do I get her,” I ask, breaking their silent conversation.

“We are adding a day of our choosing, along with the week,” Baron answers.

“When?”

“In three months, after Annie’s contract is over,” Gunner says.

“We need to let her out during the day. She is building bonds with the girls, and several have contracts expiring in the next several months.”

“Agreed.”

“Okay, I am going to check on my minion and Carson. You two have fun plotting.” I go to leave as well.

“I’ll text you when she is back up here.”

“Don’t bother. You guys handle the Little Minx. I will have my time with her soon enough.”

Our time, asshole.

“Understood,” Baron says.

I practically run down the hall and into my room. I need a minute before I go deal with Melanie, who has been extra whiny and clingy since Alley put her in medical, again.

At first, I was annoyed that she had the audacity to even try to hurt Mel. After getting some time with Alley, I was angrier that Mel even touched her.

Plus, I have my suspicions about Melanie and need to dig deeper before I can do anything about it.

I think Alley feels the same way and I need her to keep digging.

It’ll give her something to do and maybe stop her from attacking us for a while.

Maybe I can fuck what she knows out of her.

She might tell me during a blissed-out haze.

What do people call that? Pillow talk? I bang the back of my head on the now closed door trying to calm my breathing.

“Fuck,” I mutter to myself.

I need to expel some of the sexual frustration, so I don’t have the urge to fuck Mel. Her eagerness to please me has gone from a turn on to plain pitiful. I might go fuck Piper in solitary instead. With that in mind, quickly I get dressed and rush down the stairs.

The sounds of shouting and cursing ring through the staircase. No doubt Alley is trying to escape again or trying to claw, kick, and bite them. I can’t help the laugh that escapes me when I open up the door leading into the hall.

Sure enough, in front of me is a very pissed off Alley attempting to fight off blue and green purge masks.

I never learned the other two guys’ names because I don’t care for them.

The green mask has been sneaking around with Melanie.

I can’t tell you how many times I have watched them mess around in hidden corners.

I haven’t killed him just yet for it. That is all on Vaughn after he finds out.

Eagle and Shake flank her, keeping a distance. Before she was eaten out within an inch of her life, she ripped into them.

But she wasn’t wrong.

“Do you ever get tired of running Little Minx,” I ask her, walking up to them.

She stops her fight and lifts her chin in defiance. Seems to be her signature stance. It’s cute considering our height difference, I tower over the little shit and she still goes toe to toe with me.

“Nope,” she answers, popping the P.

“One day, instead of running from us, you will be on your hands and knees crawling to us,” I laugh. “begging for mercy as we take you.”

“Not in this fucking lifetime,” she scoffs.

“Sooner or later you will.” I lean in and kiss her cheek. “Carry on.” I move past them to go see Carson.

“Nik,” she shouts, getting my attention.

“Yes?”

“You will be on your hands and knees crawling to me before I ever get on mine. It’ll be you begging me, not the other way around.” She starts to saunter to the staircase with her head held high. Bravo unit boxes her in as they head up the staircase.

Oh, my little Butterfly, that is a challenge we are more than happy to accept.