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AINSLEY

I pull away from Mercy’s mouth long enough to pull my shirt over my head. I shiver as his eyes rake over my body. Suddenly, he is sitting straight up, staring down at the top of my left breast as if he wants to tear it off. I look down to see what has flipped the switch in him like this. What I find causes revulsion to course through me, quickly followed by embarrassment. I move my arms to cover myself but with a gentleness I didn’t know he had, Mercy stops my hand.

His eyes snap up to mine, and he cups my cheek. “He will die tonight. There is nothing he could tell me that will stop it from happening.”

For a half a heartbeat, fear flares to life, but in the next—calmness flows. Mercy meant what he said. My safety and well-being, both emotional and physical, are his main concerns. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull his mouth to mine.

“I want to forget him. I want it to be just me and you—right here, right now.” I don’t let him answer. I place my lips on his.

“Tell me what you need, Little Lamb,” he whispers as he wraps his fingers around the column of my throat, leaning me back slightly.

Swallowing away the embarrassment, I embrace my need and ask him, “I need you to fuck me, Mercy. I want to ride your cock.”

“Oh, you want to ride my cock, do you? Have you been a good girl who deserves to ride my cock?” he whispers between kisses.

Leaning my head back to give him all the space he wants. I get too lost in his mouth on my skin, so when he nips my nipple with a growl, I shriek in surprise.

“You must not have been too good, considering you didn’t answer my question.” He smirks at me when he pulls back.

“It’s really difficult to come up with a clear thought when you have your mouth on my body,” I say, smiling sweetly.

“Is that so? Well, answer me now. Have you been good enough to ride my cock?” he demands.

“I have,” I start, and just like always, the filter from brain-to-mouth is gone. “But if I haven’t, I know you’ll give me the best punishment.” I finish by grinding down on his jean-covered cock.

Mercy’s eyes flare out and I see the moment all control snaps. He stands suddenly with a hand on my ass to keep me from falling. He lets my body slide down his, ramping up my need for this man even more. When I’m on my feet, he grips my hair, tilting my head to look up at him.

“Take your shorts off. When you’re done, stand here with your arms behind your back until I give you further instruction.” His demand holds a promise of pain if I disobey, causing my pussy to weep.

“Yes sir,” I breathe out. He kisses me hard on the mouth before releasing me and walking away.

I quickly do as he says. Stripping off my shorts, I stand with my hands behind my back. I can hear Mercy moving around behind me. With each sound of him taking off clothing, boots, and removing stuff from his pockets, my anticipation grows. I hear his desk chair being pulled out, making it beyond difficult not to turn around to see exactly what he is doing.

“Turn around Little Lamb,” he calls.

When I turn around, my knees go weak at the sight in front of me. Mercy is sitting in his office chair stark naked. His legs are spread wide, and he is running his hand up and down his erection. My pussy clinches with need while my mouth waters with the want to taste him. I fight the instinct to go over to him. He gives me time to take him in.

“Do you understand how truly fucking beautiful you are? Standing there, eyes alight with need and want as you scan my body. Watching you subtlety squeeze those thighs together to find just a little relief … mmm …” His words slide over me, stoking my need.

I don’t say anything at all to his words. I give him a slight nod in confirmation.

“On your knees,” he snaps out.

I don’t react at first, caught off guard by his words.

“Do we need to revisit the fact I do not like to repeat myself?” he cocks an eyebrow in question.

“No sir,” I say softly, slowly dropping to my knees.

“Fuck, you’re a fucking wet dream on your knees.” The awe in his voice warms my chest.

“Please Mercy.” I’m not above begging at this point.

He cricks his finger on the hand not running up and down his cock. “Come here, Little Lamb.”

I want to stand to my feet and walk over to him, but I know that is not what he wants right now. Placing my hands on the floor in front of me, I crawl toward him. I make it between his knees and sit back on my heels with my hands on my thighs, waiting for more instructions. Mercy smirks down at me, leaving me to sit there and watch him pleasure himself. I have to ball my hands into fists to keep from reaching out to touch him.

“Tell me again what it is you want, Little Lamb.”

“Currently, I want to take your cock into my mouth and then when you're close to coming, I want to crawl up into your lap and slide your long, thick cock into my wet pussy. Then I want to ride you until we’re both coming.” I stare him down so there is no mistake about what I want.

“Show me,” is all he says before I act.

I get up on my knees, taking his cock into my hand at the base before taking him into my mouth. I suck his hard cock exactly like he taught me the last time we did this. He reaches out, fisting my hair, pulling me off his cock and to my feet. A satisfied smile crawls across my face as I lift one leg and then the other up over his thighs.

I slowly lower myself onto his cock, taking him slowly. He stretches me to the point of pain so good that I throw my head back in pure pleasure. Mercy guides my hips in the perfect rhythm that brings us both to the edge. Just as I’m about to come, he changes the rhythm and angle.

“Mercy, please, I can’t wait any longer. Please let me come?” I beg him.

“You come when I say and when I do,” he snaps, running his hand up between my breast to apply my very own five-finger necklace. “Be a good girl and rub that clit of yours.”

He pulls me nose-to-nose. “You will not come until I say you can. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Sir,” I nod.

I do as he says, reaching between us to rub my clit. Mercy used the hold he has on my hip to set the rhythm he needs to get him to the finish line. He uses his hold to pull me in for a kiss. I get so lost in his kiss that before I know it, he snatches me away from him.

“Fucking now, Ainsley. Come with me right now,” he roars, throwing his head back and applying the exact pressure I need to throw myself over the edge. I scream out my release, collapsing on his chest when we’re done.

A knock on the door breaks our moment.

“I’m here to see if she needs a once over,” Remedy sing songs.

“Fucking motherfuckers, can’t leave well enough alone,” Mercy grumbles as he taps my thigh for me to stand.

I rise on wobbly legs before going to the bathroom to clean up as Mercy pulls on his jeans. At the bathroom door I stop, turning to look at Mercy and smiling sweetly.

“Unless you want your brother to see me completely naked, toss me some clothes, yes?” I chuckle when he cusses, stomping over to the dresser.

I use the restroom, then grab a warm rag to clean up. After brushing my teeth, I step up to the vanity to brush my hair. I’m just finishing up when Mercy cracks the door open and throws a single t-shirt at me. I shake it out and look at it, chuckling under my breath when I see what shirt it is. Mercy threw me one of his Kings of Anarchy Georgia shirts to wear.

“Staking your claim, I see,” I say low under my breath.

When I step out of the bathroom, I pause when I see not only Remedy standing in the room but also Raider. The look on his face is heartbreaking. Seeing the same look I’ve seen a thousand times in the mirror, I walk over to him. Without a word, I wrap my arms around his waist in a hug.

Mercy growls from his place by the bed. Raider pats me on the back and sighs.

“Thank you,” Raider says.

“Little Lamb! Now!” Mercy demands.

I pull away from Raider, smirking at him before giving one quick squeeze. I release him to make my way over to Mercy. When I’m within arm’s reach, he snaps a hand out, pulling me to him. Here I think he is going to tuck me into his side, only he turns me so my back is to his front. Leaning back into his chest, I’m not at all surprised when he slides his hand across my shoulder, adorning my neck with what I will admit is my favorite accessory.

“How are you feeling, Ans?” Remedy asks, not making a move to come toward me.

“I’m doing pretty good, considering,” I shrug.

“That I can see.” He chuckles. “Is there anything I need to check on?”

I shake my head no at the same time Mercy says yes. I look back at him, not sure what he is talking about.

Mercy reaches up with his right hand, pulling the collar of my shirt down to show the top of my breast where Relic bit me. Raider curses, turning away and fisting his hands in his hair, pacing around the room. Remedy’s eyes go wide, and he looks from me to Mercy and back.

“Can I get a closer look?” Remedy asks.

The giant behind me goes stiff at his words.

“If you didn’t want me to take a closer look, then why in the fuck did you show it to me?” Remedy demands, looking truly annoyed.

“Fuck, you’re right. Just get it fucking over with,” Mercy grumbles.

Remedy takes slow, measured steps toward me. When he is within touching distance, he slowly reaches out to touch the tender skin around the bite mark. I hiss in pain as his probing causes open places to pull apart.

“It doesn’t look too bad,” Remedy says. “I’ll still get Doc to call in an antibiotic since there are open wounds.”

“Thank you,” I whisper, trying not to breathe too deep.

“Thanks brother,” Mercy says.

I reach up and rub a hand along his forearm to try to soothe the man. He relaxes slightly as Remedy steps back from me. Raider is still pacing around the room mumbling to himself before suddenly stopping and looking at me.

“Ainsley, I’m truly sorry for what happened today. I placed you in the cell hoping to keep you safe and I failed,” Raider rushes out.

“It’s all good. Were you able to hear any of what he said, or do I need to tell you?” I need the brothers to know what was really going on … and about Jenny.

“Luckily, I already knew that there was something going on, so there were cameras he didn’t know about. We heard it all. So just rest, and we’ll take care of it,” Raider says before giving Mercy a nod and leaving with Remedy right behind him.

Mercy uses his hold to tilt my head up so I can see his eyes. “I gotta go take of things. You stay here and get some rest. Twitch will be right outside if you need something. If you’re up for it, I’ll even send Charlie in with some food.”

I go up on my toes and kiss his chin. “Rest sounds good. I’ll let Twitch know if I need anything.”

Mercy leans down, kissing me hard on the mouth. “Be good. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

He steps away, sliding on his cut as he makes his way to the door. As he reaches for the doorknob, I call out to him. “Mercy.”

“Yeah, Little Lamb?” He looks over his shoulder at me.

“Make sure it fucking hurts for what he has done,” I call out to him.

“You have my vow,” Mercy smirks, letting the monster shine through.