Such a Good Girl | the original

10 | mother

I was still blindfolded, and I could feel Cains' rough fingers touch every corner of my body so softly. Small whines were leaving my mouth, as his finger flicked my bundle of nerves. This feeling was good.

It had my toes curl, as his lips would meet my nipple every now and then. "Talk to me, darling. What did you do today?" he asked me, as I felt his finger slowly enter my entrance. I didn't know what to answer.

"S-sleeping," I stammered out, as my head was spinning. I was seeing stars, and the air was leaving my lungs as the darkness consumed me. I could hear, smell, and feel everything so much better now.

I was still chained to the bedpost, and my legs were spread wide for Cain to explore all of me. Normally, this in particular would scare me. Being tied up, naked my sight taken from me. But with Cain, it was different.

He made sure I felt pleasurable fear, as of pain. He made sure to ask me if I was okay, and his hand would stroke my cheek every now and then as he would plant a soft peck on the side of my mouth, or my cheek.

He made sure I felt safe.

Suddenly his warm, soft touch disappeared and I was left with the feeling of emptiness. I kept quiet, waiting for him to return back to my needy squirming figure. I could hear faint footsteps, and soon enough I felt an object slowly enter me.

It wasn't his fingers, but it wasn't his cock either. The feeling sent a bundle of nerves through my body, as his hand stroked my cheek. "I want you to count, baby," he whispered in my ear, and I slightly flinched.

He was closer to me than I thought. I nodded my head and started counting, "One, two, thr- oh my god!" I cut myself off when I felt the object vibrating inside of me. I couldn't help but part my lips.

My hips moved to gain some friction, as

Cain—not hard, but hard enough for me to keep counting—slapped my pussy making me gasp.

"I said, count." His voice was everything else, than it had been in the times we've shared before. His tone was hard and dominant. He made sure to tell me he was in charge, which I had no problem with, seeing as I had no idea what to do in these situations.

I parted my lips again, to count before the sound of a door smacking caught the both of us off guard.

"Cain?" I heard a manly voice yell from outside Cains' room.

"Cain, sweetie?" a light voice followed, and I scrunched my eyebrows as I could recognize the voice.

"Shit," I heard Cain curse under his breath, as he quickly pulled the object out of me, untying my hands, legs, and lastly my eyes.

I squinted my eyes, to adjust to the light the room held, before looking over at Cain who was smiling down at me. He handed me a pair of shorts and a tank top which probably was mine. I put the clothes on, as I felt his eyes glued to my back the entire time.

This all happened in a matter of thirty seconds before the door to his room busted open. I managed to get a glance at myself in the mirror, as I saw my cheeks flushed, hair messy, and lips were enlarged.

"Dad, knocking was invested for a reason," I heard Cain grumble as the elderly man in the doorway stood, his eyes narrowed at Cain. His father did not look like the type, to beat his family up so bad, that he would end up in prison.

"Who's this?" his father asked, not taking his eyes off me. "Dad, meet Violette. Violette, meet Lucifer Garcia," Cain introduced and I felt my heart nearly sink when I heard his name. I don't know why it hadn't come to me earlier.

"CEO of Garcia enterprises?" I asked, a gulp following, and I watched as Cains' father, Lucifer nodded proudly. I giggled slightly as all their names had something to do with the bible. Cain as in Cain and Abel and Lucifer the devil.

"It's lovely to meet you, Veronica!" I frowned and heard as Cain took a deep breath pinching the bridge of his nose. "It's Violette, dad. Not fucking Veronica," Cain spat, venom dripping from his voice.

I watched as Lucifer bowed his head shamelessly, and Cain looked sick & tired. "I apologize for my mistake, Violette," Lucifer apologized and I nodded my head smiling at him. The room was filled with awkward tension, before Lucifer's breath hitched.

"You should meet Cain's mother–"

"Step. She's my stepmother," Cain blurted out, and I watched as Lucifer sighed, defeated.

"Cain, she treats you like her son, why can't you treat her like a mother?" Lucifer asked, and I leaned back against the headboard, trying to make myself invisible.

"Oh, father Lucifer, that woman is the reason mom is living in a loft in some shitty town."

"Cain, I offered your mother to come live with us but she kindly denied my offer. I can't drag her over here, and force her to live under a roof she dislikes," Lucifer said, as he spoke in a calm tone.

Cain, on the other hand, looked furious.

"Offer? You call that shit an offer? You gave her an ultimatum! Either she takes your fucking cash, and leaves our lives or you send her to court, knowing damn well mom would lose. So don't you fucking dare, come in here lecturing me about how you offered her sooo kindly to stay with us!"

I was flabbergasted. Speechless. Empty for words. Whatever word you would use, I was it. Never had I experienced this much family drama, and take that from me.

"Cain, behave in front of our guests!" Lucifer sneered, giving me a look.

I felt my cheeks flush, as his gray eyes pierced through mine. "Meaningless to say, Violette, is meeting your mother." I watched Cain roll his eyes, as he waved his hand sarcastically saluting at his father.

"Sir, yes sir."

"Melanie, darling come meet Cain's friend!" Lucifer yelled, and the sweet soft voice neared us. I don't know why, but I felt my heartbeat rise, as the sound of her heels came closer. Her voice sounded so familiar, it was plaguing me.

The second Cains' stepmother entered the room, I felt my heartbreak into one million little crumbles. Her skin was glowing, she was wearing designer clothes from top to toe, her nails freshly made, a big wedding ring decorating her ring finger, and her blonde locks thrown behind her shoulders.

She just looked at me, her jaw practically on the floor. I could feel hot tears stream down my face when I caught her eyes swelling up. She had no right to shed tears right now. Cain saw the tears streaming down my face, and he came to my rescue embracing me in his big hug.

"Do you guys know each other?" Lucifer asked, and I pulled away from Cain looking her dead in the eye.

"It's my daughter."