Behind the Mask

Chapter 98

Multiple POVs

Silas's POV

My heart clenched when I walked into the room and saw agápi. She was curled up in Sean's arms as he fed her. She was far too thin for this stage of her pregnancy, and she looked disheveled. When her eyes met mine, she lit up and reached out for me like a small child. I looked at the others, then approached the bed, pulling her into my lap.

She grabbed my hand and pressed it to her brand then whispered softly in my ear, "Sir is coming and he needs his toy back." She nipped at my ear and giggled, "Will you take me to Sir? I can be a good toy and make you happy if you will."

Every time she said toy, I felt like I was in a tunnel and it echoed in my mind. "Yes, agápi, I can return Sir's toy, right after I play with it," I growled and squeezed her breasts, making her arch against me. "That's it, little toy, show me how happy you can make me." She whined and ground against me.

"Silas," I heard someone say, but I waved them away.

I pushed her onto her hands and knees and quickly unbuckled my pants, then slid into her. She whined and pushed against me, as I began fucking her. I knew there were others in the room, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was making her cum and feeling her around my cock. Then I would do as she asked and return my little toy to her Sir.

Marc's POV

When Marissa whispered in Silas's ear, it was eerie how quickly his demeanor changed. He acted as if he didn't even know us. His entire focus was on her and his need to fuck her. He didn't even flinch when Sean quickly jabbed him with a needle. He had already placed a new tracker in Marissa, and now in Silas. We had no way of knowing if Murdoch planned to keep him around or if this was his sole purpose.

We had the room wired and continued to monitor from the cameras as they went at it. In her toy persona, she was even more submissive than before. She had no limits and wouldn't refuse a request. We had been careful to limit her activities due to the baby, but now, she and Silas were going on for almost two hours. I could see Sean starting to freak out a bit, but then he pulled her into a shower. We could see them talking, using the noise from the water as a cover for their conversation. She looked at him with complete trust and adoration, while he looked at her with raw hunger. It was unnerving.

We had moved to another part of the wing, giving the illusion that they had a clear escape route, then watched as they took one of the vehicles. Silas quickly disabled the GPS tracker but never bothered to check under the hood, so he didn't find the lo-jack box that North and Brandon had installed. It would track their movements, and pingback coordinates to us every five minutes. It also had a black box-style recorder inside to keep running even when the car was stationary and turned off.

"Okay, the trackers are active," Victor said as he watched the screen. "Lead us to Nate, my loves."

North and I got into one vehicle, while Corey and Raven took another as we began tracking them from different angles to avoid any car switches. We followed them for what seemed like hours. "They've stopped at a complex of offices. The car is in the parking garage, but they're already in the elevators," Victor's voice came through the phone.

"Okay, I've looped the cameras in the building and given us the only live feeds," Corey said. "Shit," he gasped.

"What?" I heard Kota ask.

"Victor, load the feed to our phones, and on the screens at home," Corey said, his voice cracking. "Kota, sit down first."

I looked at my phone as North parked the car then gave my own muffled cry. Silas and Marissa had entered a large room where Murdoch was standing with a wicked grin on his face. Wearing a full set of leather restraints was Nate on all fours being held by a leash. He was actually nuzzling Murdoch's leg. "I'm going to fucking kill that bastard," North growled.