Haven And Chaos

47) My man-slut

"You have ten minutes to get ready if you don't wish to walk your way back to the city," Gale's voice boomed. And suddenly, the gentleness that had existed in the kiss died out like a flame blown out.
His hand left my back as he made a full withdrawal.

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I spent the day in my room, naked to let my body relax as much as it could.
After driving me back, Gale abandoned me in the house in the care of Lisa and Angel. The two cleaned me up according to his instructions and even brought me some clothes that he had paid for.

They looked adorable, but the style was more of Cindy than mine.
I ended up throwing them in a corner in the closet and just sprawled my naked self on the bed.

When night set in, I picked up a flimsy pink satin night dress I had bought when Angel took me shopping. Without wearing a thing underneath it, I boldly walked my way downstairs and uninvited, helped myself into the dining room.

The second I showed up, my eyes meeting Lori's, everyone went numb, paralyzed by my unannounced presence and mostly...my dress.
It felt like ages since I last dined with them, and tonight, I felt like stirring some trouble if the mom-daughter pair dared cross me.
I still bore a grudge against Lori for everything she had done to me which would be passed down to Mia. Not like she was an innocent girl anyway.

As for Gale, well...I was undecided about how to feel about him other than the fact that I pretty much loved his cock getting harder inside me.

His gaze brushed with mine for a split second but ignored me and continued eating his food. That reaction was like an invite, one which I gladly accepted.

Shamelessly and fearlessly, I occupied the chair right next to Gale with the much-appreciated escort of Lori's and Mia's stunned gazes.
"What are you doing here?" Lori questioned seething with rage. Her face was growing redder by the seconds as she glared at me half to death. If eyes could kill, I'd have been long dead from the murderous scowls she always gave me.

She had been so busy with her family's issues that I hadn't seen her in a long time.

"Uncle, why is she eating with us? She's just a lowly dog who deserves to be kept on a leash."

Uncle? Well, that was a new development. Her tone sounded respectful as well, leaving me wondering what Gale had done to tame her rotten attitude towards him.
Maybe he could share a few tips that'd help me in handling them both.

Gale acted as if it was just a breeze that had whistled and munched relaxedly, his eyes fixed on the appetizing food on his platter.
His silence seemed to confuse the two, leaving them with only one choice, glare at me without eating.

I smirked pushing my back against the padded chair, finding relief in their frowning faces that looked like folded dumplings.
For a minute, nobody spoke, just eye wars and the low sound of cutlery dancing with Gale's platter.

The door behind us opened and I could guess who it was... Lisa or Angel.
It was Angel delivering my dinner.
"Thanks," I muttered as she set it before me on the table. All that while, two pairs of eyes bore through my face like swords, ready to slice me into pieces if possible.

Once I had everything I needed, including a bottle of wine by my side, Angel left the room, attracting back the heavy odd tension the three of us were sharing...or just the two of them for I immediately dug in without any restraints.
This was to compensate for Gale's rough devouring the previous day.

"Are those...hickeys?" Mia brought the attention of the other two on me while I had my mouth full of food.
I had wanted them to spot them, that was the reason I had worn this revealing dress and not bothered getting rid of all the hickeys.
Finally!

Gale frowned as his eyes studied my collarbone and neck, and then dropped his knife noisily on the table.
"Maya, are you fucking around with some idiot out there? Have you no shame or manners?" Lori barked and Gale shot her an unpleased look.

Oh boy, things were brightening up.

I swallowed the food, caring not if it was properly chewed, and hurried to paint a warm smile.  "An idiot you call him?!"

"Yes! A dumb man slut like yourself. Which man in his right sense would lay a finger on your filthy body?"

I peeked at Gale to spot the aggressive expression he wore and chuckled out loud, unable to withhold it any longer.
"You're right. He's a 'man slut'. But he's very good at what he does so I'm not complaining," poked while bringing the wine glass to my lips.

"Mom!" Mia cried out childishly, "Why did we take in this lowborn whore? She'll ruin the reputation of our families."

"Oh really? Just because I slept with a man-slut, will I taint your reputation or the Archduke's reputation?" I teased some more while drinking my wine. It tasted thoroughly sweet tonight for some reason. And when I met Gale's furious eyes, I felt like my soul was floating to paradise and the angels were beckoning me to sing with them.
This was my moment to get under all their skins, punishment be damned.

My focus shifted to Mia, "Do you wish to have a taste of my man-slut? I promise, you will want to have him every damn day. He has a big cock if you're wonderi-"

"Shut up!" Gale exploded smacking the table. His glass was knocked in the process and ended up hitting the floor, smashing in an instant.

A ball of dread quickly formed in my heart, but I had no regret. It was all worth it.
"Pardon my manners, my Lord," I mocked with a warm smile for him. "Do you think that I'm fucking with a man-slut?"

"Shut. Up." Gale breathed, his fists folded until his knuckles were white.

"I'm just curious, My Lord. Should a girl like me not have a lover? Or maybe a fuckmate? Or do you think I should act pure and holy like your niece over there?" I was pushing it too far and I was well aware. But what would he do to me that he hadn't already done?

"I will not take this from a whore like you!" Mia screamed from the other side of the table, but I had my full attention on Gale, filtering the rest of the world.
It was only him and I.
The only man who had fucked me more times than I could count.
The only one my body was beginning to crave while I pleased myself.

He should have been a special person to remind me of Cindy's existence. But that image had been sullied by the fleshly desires we were indulging in.
If Cindy were to walk into the room, I'd have nowhere to hide my face. And I could tell that he felt that way as well.

Funny how he was determined to hate me while his body wanted to have me close. Whether as his sleeping teddy, or his cum dumpster.