Unlock and Bind: (Maya Strom Series - Book 2) Page 9

  “You ready, boys?” I walk over to the wall of toys and collect a flogger and a vibrator. I smack them each ten times on their nipples and down their abs with the flogger until they’re both pretty and pink. I straddle Graham’s lap and slip his cock into my pussy. I ride him and turn on the vibrator and run it up and down Troy’s cock and hold it at the bottom of the head.

  “Fuck, babe.” Troy groans and tries to move closer to me. I turn off the vibrator and give him a look.

  “Hold still, or you don’t get off.” He nods and I turn it back on and ride Graham until I orgasm. I stop and crawl over to Troy, leaving Graham so close to release that he’s blushed red from his neck up to his ears. He groans and relaxes back down to wait patiently for his turn again. “Good boy.” I turn off the vibrator and straddle Troy’s lap and sink down his thick cock. I moan and ride him, and he lifts his hips each time I slam down. As soon as he gets close, I stop, and untie him before I go back to Graham. I look over at Troy, “Fuck my ass.” He nods and quickly walks to the wall of toys to grab some lube. While I’m back on Graham’s dick and he prepares my tight hole and sinks in slowly. “Faster.” They both slam in and out of me until I’m moaning loudly and clamping down on them both and they finally come.

  “Fuck.” Graham says as he lays down. “I can’t wait to play in here some more.” He looks around the room and seems to be cataloguing everything he wants to play with next time.

  “Soon. Let’s go shower.” We clean ourselves up and get dressed. I check my phone and it’s been two hours, nothing from any of the guys. Grumbling to myself I’m about to get ready to stalk them down when Troy’s phone rings.

  “Hey.”

  Troy places his phone on speaker and I see that it’s Collins that’s on the line. “We searched as much as the hotel as we could. I was able to talk the manager into letting us look through their records and Nathan must be using a fake name. There are only three people that have been booked here for the past few weeks and all of them are out of their rooms. Ross is going to come back here tonight to set up cameras after dropping us back at home.”

  “Sounds good, see you soon.” Troy hangs up the phone and we sit in the living room and put on some TV. “Want anything from the kitchen?” He asks while he gets back up to walk across the room.

  “Sure, water and a snack.” He nods and grabs himself a beer and the rest for me.

  “I’m going to go head over to the gun range to let them use the restroom and eat. See you in a bit.” He chugs his beer and goes back to the kitchen to throw out his glass. Graham moves my feet onto his lap and starts rubbing my ankles and arches.

  I moan. “Thank you. My feet and legs have started swelling lately.”

  He looks down and notices how large my ankles are. “Fuck. Should I call Beatrice?”

  I shake my head at him. “No, she’ll be here on Saturday, I’m not worried about it. I feel fine. Last week she told me to watch out for headaches, but I feel fine.” I give him a small smile and put a serial killer documentary on the TV. We settle in and Collins walks in with Mark and Nolan. “Hi guys.” I smile at them and go back to watching my show.

  Mark comes to give me a lingering kiss. “Hey baby. Where’s Troy?”

  I nod to the backyard. “Playing with the prisoners.” He rolls his eyes at me and sits down on the floor in front of me. I play with his thick, brown hair and scratch his scalp. He leans his head back and relaxes.

  “When will Ross be home?”

  Collins finishes his sip from his beer. “Should be a few hours. I’ll wait up for him.” I nod and finish the show. Troy came back about an hour ago and is asleep in a reclining chair facing the TV. I nudge him and wake him up.

  “Come on, let’s go to bed.” He nods and we all leave Collins in the living room and get into bed. I lay awake for a while thinking hard about what we’ve learned over the last year. Assuming we have the facts straight, I’m some supposed, prophesized goddess. Amelie made a comment when we first met her that Mark is like me, but he looks so much like his parents that it doesn’t make sense. They were powerful as fuck, but just a witch and a warlock. There’s something niggling at the back of my mind, but I can’t reach it. I grab my phone and look through my notes of the prophesy and try to break it down line by line.

  “A child born from Wrath and Love

  Here on Earth, powers are tied, yet true

  She bears the new beginning

  Eyes open for the doom

  Goddess powers unlock, mates are bonded

  The next prophesy is awakened

  War is ended, gloom, then light

  Seek your souls, darkness is not the only path”

  So, a child born of wrath and love. I’m the supposed child of the God of War and the Goddess of Love. I was born on the ‘mortal plane’ as Frank put it, and I don’t feel like I have any goddess powers. I’m able to do what normal witches can do, just without the incantations or extras, if that’s all a goddess like me can do, I don’t see how I’m so sought after. I bear the new beginning… and going off of how obsessed they were with making sure I didn’t get pregnant, I’m assuming that means my daughter is the ‘new beginning’? Eyes open for the doom… We’ve had a lot of shit happen lately, but I feel like something big is coming with those cute words.

  Goddess powers unlock, and I bond to my mates? Or is that for the baby? Either she will have goddess powers or somehow mine unlock. And mates… I would think that my current men are my mates. Another prophesy is awakened, some war is ended, blah blah blah, seek your souls. I assume the rest is for the baby. I guess we will see when this new prophesy “unlocks”. I have the book upstairs in the library that Collins had locked up in his office at the academy. I’ll look through it again tomorrow. Setting down my phone my eyes start closing, and I dream of bloodshed and I fall asleep with a smile on my face.

  When I come downstairs in the morning, Troy is talking to Gerard about setting up one of the offices upstairs into a surveillance room. I ignore them and set out for morning with my prisoners. I shove a muffin in my mouth, load up a tray, and head to the gym. I find Mark running through some drills on the grass and smile at him as I walk past.

  “Brant is going to be coming back next week, we need to figure out what to do with them.” He says while nodding towards the gym.

  I scrunch up my nose at him. “Too bad we don’t have a basement. I’ll figure it out.” I walk into the gym and use my magic to unlock the wards on the gun range and sit in the chair while I wait for someone to speak up. Amelie looks healthier than she did when we first brought her here, and I scowl at her. She’s my prisoner, she shouldn’t look healthy. “Nothing today, my friends?” Amelie actually keeps her mouth shut and just glares at me. I look over to the other two and Justin just shakes his head sadly.

  “I already told you everything I know.”

  I nod at him. “Yeah, sure. So, nothing on Nathan? We think we found the hotel he’s been staying at about ten miles away. Does the Lorelai Hotel and Spa ring any bells?”

  “Yeah, that’s where the council had us staying. But I never saw Frank or Nathan there. They were staying somewhere else and we just had to follow orders.”

  I lean forward. “Any idea where he was staying?”

  He shakes his head. “No. We just met them where they said to and followed orders.” Fucking sheep. I tap my foot and look to the older man next to Justin.

  “Nothing out of you yet? I guess I haven’t made myself clear.” I stand and set the tray on my vacated chair and grab my switchblade from my pocket. I squat down in front of him. “Want to play a game?” I giggle and he just glares at me. Not one word. “Alright, you asked for it. I’ll play the same game I played with Amelie over there.” I nod to the cunt in the corner. “Do you see all of her pretty scars? I’ll count to five and if you don’t give me information I want, I’ll slice you up.” I smile at him and wait for any acknowledgement. “Well, okay then, here goes. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.” I slice throug
h his shirt that’s tight around his upper left arm. He doesn’t make a sound. Ooooh, this will be fun. I continue the game and I get to his face and he finally cracks. There’s blood soaking through his shirt and jeans onto the floor. I watch it slowly drip down his body and look him in the eye and wait.

  He’s panting and closes his eyes. “My name is Jerome Peterson. I went to school with Nathan and Frank and they were promoted to team leads about a decade or so ago. I have been on a team with them since we were hired. I know all about you, your adoptive parents, your childhood, what really happened to your birth parents.” He takes a few deep breaths. “At first I was on board with everything. The heads of the council are secretive about a lot of shit, but there’s some supposed war in the other planes that are parallel to ours. No one has seen any gods or goddesses in hundreds of years. We might be younger, but the heads of the councils are several centuries old. So, when we were told to watch a young goddess and make sure a prophesy doesn’t come to pass, we listened. It wasn’t until a few weeks ago that Nathan heard more than he was supposed to.

  “Our realm is the mortal realm. Then there’s the Heavenly realm that some call Mt. Olympus, and then there’s Hell. No special name for that one, I guess it doesn’t need one. They’re at war, and when your mother was told she would be having a baby that would end the wars, she came here and started prepraring.” He pauses to open his eyes to make sure I’m still listening. I nod and he continues. “So, your birth parents travelled all over, setting up a life for their precious little goddess daughter, hands the prophesy to the Goddess University, and to the heads of the council. Little did they know that the council had already chosen a side. I’ll give you a guess on which.” I stand to grab the chair from against the wall and bring it over so I can sit.

  “Since then, they kept tabs on your birth parents until you were born a few decades later. The council tried to kill all three of you, but witches and warlocks are no match for gods or goddesses. Your parents killed over twenty councilmen and women that night. When they knew it was too dangerous to keep you with them, they looked for a family that was close to where you were living and handed you over.” I close my eyes and wait for him to get on with it.

  “Over the years we tried to get to you, but your house, cars, and personal effects that you kept on you and wore were so heavily warded that nothing could be done, until we figured out the prophesy and started drugging your food and water supply. No idea why Headmistress West and the council sent you here to London, but your parents knew you would find your way here. I wasn’t there when Nathan and Frank strayed from the plans and attacked your parents to get to you. They’re obsessed with you and greedy. They think if we have a goddess on our side, the King of Hell will exchange more power if we hand you over, or we could use you against them in the future. You’re immortal. You will have so much more power than you know what to do with once your powers unlock. You shouldn’t be on the mortal realm.”

  I hold up my hand. “Enough. I can’t hear anymore. Is there anything you can tell me about Nathan? Where he would be? Phone number? How to draw him out?”

  He shakes his head. “He went completely rogue. Something must have happened when him and the bitch over there took one of your men. We’ve talked to him a few times, but he’s said he’s setting up something big.” He closes his eyes and leans his head back against the wall. I lean back in my chair and slowly look them over one-by-one. Justin looks too young to be a part of this shit. He’s around five-ten or eleven with light blonde hair and sad, bright blue eyes. He has a smattering of freckles across his small nose and thin lips. His frame is slight, and he’s hunched forward just shaking his head.

  Jerome is several inches taller than Justin, probably around Nolan and Graham’s height, around six-foot-three, and has a rich, dark skin, black hair, and deep blue eyes. His has a strong, long nose, puffy lips, and bulging muscles all over his body. Too bad he’s a fucking murderer and councilman. Looking to the cunt in the corner, Amelie’s dark brown hair is up in a messy bun, her brown eyes glaring at me. She’s starting to put on a little weight after her drug binge was cut off, and her scars I gave her are nice and pink across her skin.

  “Well, thanks for the story time.” I look over to Jerome and notice his cuts have all stopped bleeding. “I’ll go grab something to clean you up with and some fresh clothes. Try anything and I’ll kill you.” He nods at me. I hold the tray out in front of Justin, then I move down the line and walk to Amelie. “Anything you can tell me about Nathan?” She presses her thin lips closed and glares at me. I shrug and take the food and water back to Justin and Jerome. “Here, have some extra. Be right back.” I walk into the changing rooms and grab a first aid kit and a pair of sweatpants and a new shirt for Jerome. I hand everything over and undo his chains so he can get dressed. He doesn’t try to run, and even holds his arms out to be chained back up. I put everything he told me into a little box at the back of my mind and head back to the house in a daze.

  Chapter 11

  Maya

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  Last night, I sat in the library and journaled everything I’ve learned about myself over the last year, the bulk of it from Jerome’s revelations yesterday morning. I ended up sitting the guys down after lunch and told them everything. I asked that we don’t talk about it again until we absolutely have to, especially the little bomb about me being immortal. Ross and Troy have been watching the cameras from the hotel in their new surveillance room on the third floor like hawks, and they haven’t found Nathan yet. They’re tracking every number that Jerome, Justin, and Frank were in contact with and they haven’t found any leads.

  Penny and Danika are coming over today for a girl’s day and I’ve been following Maggie around all day to get her to join us. She finally agrees and I go upstairs to change into a bikini and put on a sundress and some sandals. I sit down in the living room and eat a snack while scrolling through my emails and wait for the girls to arrive.

  “Ms. Strom, your friends have arrived.” Gerard calls from the foyer. I walk towards the front door while he lets them in, and I give the girls a hug.

  “Hi! I let’s grab some drinks and head to the pool house.” We go through the kitchen and I grab some bottles of water while Penny chooses a bottle of wine and some silicone stemless glasses. We get settled by the pool and Maggie comes ambling in wearing a one-piece suit that shows absolutely nothing. “Come on, Maggie! Show some skin!” I snicker at her and walk down the steps into the water.

  Penny chugs some wine and drags Danika into the pool. “Man, I would love to live here.” She climbs up on to Danika’s tall frame and wraps around her like a koala. They’re such a gorgeous couple, with Penny’s long red hair up in a messy bun, her blue eyes are alight and bright, and she’s wearing a hot pink bikini that barely covers her nipples over her breasts. Danika should be a damn model, her blonde hair is in two braids that go down her back, her blue eyes a few shades darker than Penny’s and she’s wearing a sporty, yellow tankini with booty shorts. She’s much taller than Penny and me, I sort of want to kick her. Both of them have such gorgeous features with their high cheek bones, thin button noses, and plump lips. Fuck, I need to get laid.

  Danika gives me a kiss on the cheek. “You look amazing, Maya! You’re fucking glowing!”

  I knock my shoulder into hers. “Says the fucking model.” We swim around for a few hours and try to get Maggie to relax and drink wine. The three of them start talking about some reality show while I float around in the water and close my eyes.

  “Hey, Maya, I want to get my hair done, who do you use?”

  I look over to her and wink. “I do it myself. Maybe Penny knows some good salons around here.” I glare over to Penny when Danika isn’t looking. We spend the rest of the day relaxing and snacking by the pool. The girls drink too much and by dinner they’re tipsy and still drinking wine. “You’re welcome to a guest room, ladies. I’m heading off to bed. Come up with me and I’ll show you which room.” They f
ollow me up and I take them to a room that’s a few doors down from the magic room and BDSM playroom. “Make yourselves at home. I’ll bring you some clothes and toiletries.” I leave them and make sure the magic and BDSM rooms are locked and warded and go down to the other side of the second floor to my room to get them what they need.

  “Thank you!” Penny gives me a big hug and a drunken, sloppy kiss on the lips. “I love you, night!” Danika laughs and drags her into the bathroom and waves me off. I go back to my room again to shower and find Graham and Nolan, my favorite red-headed, sex god, Riggs brothers in my bed ready to ravage me.

  “Fuck yes, I’ve been horny all day!” They chuckle at me and take care of me until I pass out from orgasms.

  I sleep in the next day and decide to skip dealing with my prisoners. I send Graham to do the morning dirty work and eat breakfast when Penny and Danika come down looking like they’re hungover. “Morning. Coffee?” I point them to the machine and finish up eating.

  “Do you girls have plans today?” They shake their heads at me and chug down their coffees and eat some of the food that’s laid out.

  “No, nothing today! I have to head back to campus tonight though.” Penny says as she finishes eating.