Page 41 of Breaking Sanity (Hell’s Asylum #1)

Caine

Vaughn and I come bursting into the room. She didn’t answer the door right away, he got suspicious. Since he doesn’t trust her, he decided breaking Baron’s door for a second time was the answer. Luckily, I turned the knob before his foot went through it.

“Both of you are relieved of duty for the day. Go get some rest,” Vaughn orders.

“Yes, sir,” they answer in unison. They both bolt out as if their asses are on fire, which is strange for them considering they are the most even keeled. This must be the reason for Baron’s random ass text.

Alley stands near the bed with her arms crossed. She is truly beautiful with red-rimmed eyes, messy wet hair, and in Baron’s shirt that looks like a dress on her. She lifts her chin and glares us both down.

“Can I help you,” she snarks.

“Baron told us to come check on you,” Vaughn says, already over her attitude.

Not sure what he and Nik were discussing before I was pushed into the driver’s seat. Bastard shut me out of their conversation, so something is off if he is already irritated with her.

We can discuss later, but you need to get him away from her.

“Is that so?”

“Oh he did,” I answer, pulling out my phone and showing our group text message chain.

Baron: Will you go see Alley?

Me: Yes… is she in medical or solitary?

Baron: She is in my room. Relieve the guards, they need sleep.

Me: And I am supposed to just babysit?

Baron: Not just babysit her.

G: She is yours today. It’s in addition to the week that you get her.

Vaughn: I am coming with you, Nik.

G: He has permission, you do not.

Vaughn: I know the rules, G, I made the majority of them.

Me: He’ll come in just to make sure she doesn’t bite.

Baron: Very well.

G: Fine. Have fun. I hope she gauges one of your eyes out, Vaughn

The last part makes her giggle, and I place my phone back in my pocket.

Gunner and Vaughn have been at each other’s throats since the night she tried to escape.

I wasn’t in the room when they brought her back, but apparently Vaughn lost it and tried to kill her.

Something about her calling him Princess and punching him.

We heard the commotion from our room, but Nik didn’t intervene.

No, he slunk through the hall to sit by Baron’s door and listened.

Once the shouting started, sounding like the fucking soap operas Adam used to watch, Nik locked me out.

For fucks sake, stop your whining. We needed to stay out of it.

“So, I am yours for the day,” she asks, taking a step back.

“It seems so,” I grin, taking a step toward her. “Are you going to try to fly away again, Butterfly?”

“That depends on two things.” She holds up her middle finger and thumb.

Oh this girl!

The temptation to fuck the attitude out of her is high.

Don’t though, Caine.

“And what would that be?” I move closer to her and tuck her hair behind her ear.

Because I have the insatiable urge to keep touching her, my hand lingers by her throat.

Letting my index finger stroke up and down her neck, I feel her pulse start to escalate causing a wave of goosebumps to creep across the smooth skin, tickling the pad of my finger tip.

“One, is Piper okay?” She puts her thumb down but leaves her middle finger up.

“She is as okay as she can be. Piper was just released from solitary.” I say. “And two?”

“Is dickhead staying?”

She goes to put her middle finger down, but I snatch it with my other hand.

I bring the tip of her finger to my mouth and rest it between my teeth.

Her pupils dilate slightly, her sweet lips part as she sucks in a few ragged breaths.

Her warm minty breath kisses my skin, egging me to add pressure to her digit.

When she tries to remove her finger, that is when I bite all the way down.

The bone starts to bend, so I release her finger leaving her clutching her hand to her chest. Pure rage with a hint of lust mingles together in her wide eyes.

“He will if you don’t play nice,” I state.

“Well, if your idea of playing nice is almost biting off my finger, then I always play nice.” She closes the space between us, causing me to lean down. I get a closer look at her beautiful amber marbles. Yes, the rage and lust still linger but the defiance with a hint of a challenge shines through.

“I dare you to try and break a bone of mine.”

“Oh I was referring to biting your dick off and making you match your sweet little brother. You guys can totally trauma bond over lost..” She steps back and her eyes land on my junk, raising her eyebrow in amusement, and clicking her tongue, “members.”

“Get on your knees and try, Butterfly,” I order, letting my own eyebrow lift in amusement. Her playful stare morphs into annoyed anger.

Let’s fight fire with fire, Butterfly.

Behave Caine. She isn’t fully ours.

“I will never willingly get on my knees for you.”

“You keep saying that.” I smile at her. “But we both know that’s not true.”

I turn and walk away from her.

Making a show of pulling Baron’s desk chair out, I spin it to face her. Popping open the button on my pants, I plop down on the chair, patting my lap commanding her to come to me.

Her response is to back up towards the bed and sit down. She raises the bottom of the shirt to rest on her upper thigh. Biting her lip, she leans forward placing her hand between her parted thighs resting it on the edge of the bed, then the bitch wiggles her finger at me in a come here motion.

“You don’t want to play this game, Alley,” I warn.

“Crawl to me, Pretty Boy,” she smirks.

“Alley, don’t,” Vaughn warns.

“Oh Vaughny Vaughn, you can join him on your hands and knees, but I am gonna need to hear you bark like you want it.”

She is very amused with herself, and she knows she is pushing it. I am just not sure which one of us will jump her first. I’m guessing it will be me before him.

I have dreamt all week about burying myself inside her.

It got so bad one night, I couldn’t take it anymore.

A man can only fuck his hand so many times before he snaps, and I am ambidextrous so it’s double.

For the first time, I spent the night fucking Piper in every position I could think of.

Hell, I even caved and had sex with Mel.

She honestly does nothing for me; I couldn’t even stay hard.

It was pathetic at best. She even tried to blow me but that girl’s gag reflex is so bad she nearly threw up.

To be clear, I’m not a fan of touching any of the claims. They don’t do it for me.

Never have. This past week though, the need for a release became unbearable.

I have stayed hidden for almost a decade, so you can imagine the built-up sexual frustration.

Let’s just say, fucking Piper and even trying to fuck Mel didn’t come close to taking the edge off.

It made me miss Alley’s mouth. Now the way she goes down on me, that’s a fucking addiction.

One you robbed me of!

Did I shut Nik out of my play time with Alley?

Yes, I did. I knew he would try to talk me out of punishing her, so I put him in time-out.

His morals are really fucked. He totally went overboard with Michelle in solitary yet tries to put the reins on me with Alley.

Dude is way worse than I am. Seriously, I should be the dominant personality, like in high school.

I let him and Vaughn have their little alone time on occasion, but I was always front and center for the rest of it. They have a bond that I would rather not fuck with. If they wish to have alone time, then I’ll give them alone time. Plus, Vaughn doesn’t know about me.

“Get dressed Alley.” I hop to my feet, zipping up my pants.

“Why,” she asks.

“I am taking you somewhere.”

Far, far, far away! For at least the next several hours. I’m serious Caine, get her the fuck away from here.

Nik has been pushing that since we got in the room, which is strange to me.

Though when it comes to Alley, he is a ball of what the absolute fuck strange.

But I don’t disagree with getting her away from this place.

As I am not complaining about meeting her or getting her on her knees even if it was excessive, I don’t think she should be here.

I wasn’t lying when I said I was going to make her fall in love with me, but I don’t think I could stand by and watch someone fucking hurt her.

Neither of us could. It’s strange how my little red Butterfly has changed our outlook.

“Nikolas.” Vaughn’s tone is tight.

“Get your men to go with us,” I say, patting him on the shoulder. I have an idea, and I just semi want to torture those two. Can’t say seeing their reactions to her coming for Baron and Gunner wasn’t entertaining, but I want to see how they will react when she cums for me.

“Where are you going,” he asks.

“A place I want to show Alley. Don’t worry, she’ll behave. Won’t you,” I ask, letting the threat in my tone bleed through.

“Umm…” She looks between us, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth contemplating.

“Your hesitation isn’t comforting, Little One.”

“I’ll behave but I don’t want to go,” she admits.

“Good thing you don’t get a choice.” I smile. “Either get dressed or I will drag you out like that. I do like easy access.”

And a bratty attitude apparently!

Fuck, he’s a chatty Kathy today. Worse than a backseat driver! I wish he would shut the fuck up for two seconds.

“You’re sick,” she snaps, grabbing a pair of leggings from the folded pile on the floor.