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Page 31 of Wonderland Asylum (Wonderland Killers #1)

TWENTY-NINE

Father Figure

If dating two brothers at once wasn't already one of my red flags, then being turned on by calling one of them Daddy definitely should be. Is that weird? #AskingForAFriend

-Presley

Finishing my test, I look up to meet Gunner's gaze. However, it's not his beautiful blue eyes that I'm graced with.

No, it's him smiling at some beautiful blonde that's asking him a question. Granted, it's more of a smirk, but that makes it worse. She'll think he's flirting.

Did I mention that she basically has her tits in his face? Yeah, and while he hasn't looked down at them, he hasn't backed the fuck off either. I am beyond pissed at him. As far as I’m concerned, he can kiss my ass.

Feeling me stiffen beside him, Kai looks up lazily from his exam. He laughs when he catches my line of sight.

Kai being the shit stirrer that he is, happily gives his commentary. "You should teach him a lesson."

I give him a devious smile. "I should, shouldn't I? You promise not to be mad if I flirt with someone else?"

He reigns in a growl. "I guess, if it's all in the name of fun, and pissing off my brother. I hope you understand I'll have to keep him from hunting the guy down and slicing his throat though. No touching please, and no longer than thirty seconds."

"Thirty seconds isn't enough time to spit any game." I roll my eyes.

He laughs. "Any longer than that and you’ll have to stop me from slicing the asshole’s throat."

"Kai, y'all are crazy. I mean, whatever happened to just threatening to punch someone in his face. Geez, slicing someone's throat should be a last resort."

He shrugs. "You would think."

"Who should be my willing victim?"

"Let's pick someone I don't like just in case it takes longer than the allotted time." He looks around the room. What baffles me is he is dead ass serious.

I slap his arm, because I don't know if he's joking. "How about no?"

"Whatever." He sighs. "Maybe, Hadseck?"

"Eww, he's such a jackass." I growl.

"That's my final answer." He crosses his arms over his chest with a smile.

Okay, I can do this. "Challenge Accepted."

Smiling up at Gunner, who is finally doing what he's supposed to be doing, which is looking at me, and I "drop" my pencil in front of Hadseck's desk.

“I'm so sorry. I'm such a klutz." I giggle.

His scolding gaze travels the full length of my body which does nothing but make me want to gag. "No worries, beautiful. I'll grab it for you."

"Thank you, I won't forget this." I giggle again.

"What's your name?" He smirks.

"Taken." I admit when I hear Kai growl behind me.

Sitting back down at my desk, I kiss Kai's cheek to take away the sting. He smiles. "One more second and he would have been a goner."

I laugh. "Which is a good thing, because I don't want my boyfriend to go to prison."

"You only go to prison if you get caught, Princess."

"And let me guess, you'd never get caught."

"Not in a million years."

The energy changes in the room, and hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, I can feel Gunner's unforgiving stare. I could give two shits that he's pissed.

He comes to stand in front of my desk. Showing his power over me, I almost hang my head. "Time is up, turn in your tests. Presley Kate, stay back after class. The rest of you are free to go."

His eyes never leave mine, and when the next to last student leaves. Kai places a kiss on my cheek, then shuts the door behind him.

Gunner is never predictable. With his eyes he bores a hole straight through me, but how dare he get mad at me. He started this, and I'll be damned if he'll get away with it.

I’m dripping green with jealousy. "Did you like her tits?"

He has the good sense to look sheepish, but I'm in my don't give a damn era. "Well, did you, Asshole?"

"I don't have a clue what you're referring to." He huffs.

He’s smart, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I know I'm being irrational, but my mouth won't shut up. "Don't you? So, you prefer blondes now? "

Jumping up, I send my book bag sailing across the room. Never underestimate the power of a woman eaten up with jealousy.

"Come here." He demands.

"No sir. I don't want to talk to you for the rest of the night."

He grunts, but his eyes sparked with my use of the word sir. "So, you want to talk to Hadseck instead?"

"Maybe." I taunt back.

"Lies taste bitter on your tongue don't they, Little Lamb?" He accuses. "I knew when Kai didn't lose his shit that you were just trying to piss me off. Well, guess what?"

When I don't answer, he places his hand around my throat and gives it a firm squeeze. Swallowing hard, I hold my breath to keep from moaning. "I said, guess what?"

"What?" I whisper breathlessly.

"I am pissed. Do you know I was having to hold my breath because the blonde that you think I'm in love with has entirely too much perfume on? I was trying to be polite and not gag. Did you ask me? No, you just assumed, and went and flirted with some asshat to get back at me."

When you put it like that, it doesn’t sound like a great idea at all. Damn Kai. "I'm sorry."

Taking his hand from my throat, he slaps my ass hard enough to make me scream. "Sorry, won't help you, Little Lamb. The damage has already been done. Now undress."

"I can't undress, Gunner! Are you crazy?" My mind is protesting, but my inner slut knows exactly what she wants, and that’s for Daddy Dearest to bend her over this desk.

"Yes, I'm crazy, and it seems you haven't learned not to piss off the criminally insane. Now get undressed, so that I can punish you properly. "

My pussy aches to be filled, and only he will do. Slowly, I take off every inch of my clothing while he drinks me in greedily.

My mouth waters as he palms his erection against his jeans. "Please." I beg.

"No, not yet. Now place your palms down on your desk, and bend over." Yes sir.

Getting behind me, he sucks in a breath. "Spread your legs for me."

I want to make him proud, so I obey his command. "Yesss," he hisses through clenched teeth. "Just like that. Your pussy is already dripping wet for me. Too bad I can't fuck you just yet."

I whimper. "Please Daddy, don't make me wait."

He rubs my slit with his thumb, and I push myself against his hand. It feels so good. "You want Daddy to make you feel good?"

"Yes, more than anything."

"But I need to spank you first. Understood?"

My pussy moves against his thumb. With one sentence I almost unravel. "Yes, please, punish me."

The sound of him undressing causes butterflies to explode in my lower belly. I'm too scared to move, but the anticipation of what he's going to do to me next is making me tense. Not to mention sexually frustrated.

Walking to his desk, he carries a paddle back with him, and when he rubs his hand back and forth over the engraving of the nickname that he has for me, I let go of a moan.

Leaning down he whispers in my ear. "Three licks should do, then I'm going to fuck you until you can't see straight."

I wiggle my ass in the air begging him without words for more. The paddle pops my left ass cheek, then my right. I whimper at the delicious sensation.

He rubs the spots, before popping me one more time with the board. I cry out in pain and pleasure as tears sting my eyes. He massages my ass until I can't stay still. I need him inside of me like yesterday.

"Please," I beg again.

Placing his cock at my entrance, he teases me even more. "Please what?"

"Please Daddy," I grunt.

"Good girl." He slams into me, and I buck against him.

He isn't gentle, and I don't want him to be. My knees begin to shake and his body holding me up is the only reason I'm still standing.

Over and over he thrust into me, I don't know where he begins and I end, all I know is that I never want this to stop.

Pulling my hair back, I turn to look at him. "I love you, Gunner."

He bends down to capture my lips in his. "I love you more than I've ever loved anything, Little Lamb."

With his words, my pussy convulses around his cock, and we cry out each other's name. He collapses on top of me, then plants kisses all over my upper back.

Only after we catch our breath do we move, and I've never felt so alive. I’m beginning to see that there is beauty in madness.