Haven And Chaos

56) Competition

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MAYA'S POV
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This was getting messier by the day. What the fuck was I doing on my knees taking Gale's cock? For fucksake, he was still Cindy's dad. She'd curse at me for all the nasty things I had been doing with her dad.
Maybe she'd even add a slap or two.
I'd have to apologize thoroughly in the afterlife for this. But for the moment, I had to do what I had to to save my neck.

Someone was talking to Gale but I couldn't hear what they were saying with his cock going down my throat, choking and suffocating me.
All I could feel was the ringing void in my ears as tears flowed from my closed eyes.
When he rocked back and forth, I was ready to throw up, thank heavens I hadn't eaten anything just yet.

His hands invaded my hair, using it like his reins and using it to move my head along his shaft to pleasure him.
To keep my sanity intact and not bite it off, I filled my mind with all sorts of thoughts like the people I needed to get back to who were...no one. All I could think of were the ones I needed to hurt the way they hurt me. My family, Lori, Mia...I had to stay alive and well so that I'd make them pay and have them watch me rise to the top.

The top!
Sounded way easier said than done.
Only the imperial family was at the top. And so if I wanted to get there, I could only use one person... Nikolai.
I'd also apologize to him when everything was over.

"Ah fuck!" Gale groaned aloud while shoving his cock down my throat. As he pulled it back to make another thrust, my mouth was suddenly filled with a hot fluid that came out in spurts. His entire body twitched as he came and his mouth couldn't stop letting out a series of deep manly groans that filled the kitchen like the air we were breathing.

Gawd! It felt like he had cum a bucket in my mouth.
I coughed spitting it on the floor to gasp for air desperately before my lungs could burn up completely.
Even though I didn't have much experience with sex, I could proudly rank myself a 'B' when it came to blowjobs. I had offered more BJ's than I had kissed because every damn one of them just wanted to feel their dick being sucked. It didn't disgust me because they'd return the favor with CJ's, but I didn't like having a cock thrust in my throat and choking me.

I lifted my head when my breathing stabilized and smirked at Gale as some of his cum trickled from the corner of my mouth.
He had this white t-shirt in his hand which he was now using to wipe his cock, his gaze laughing at me. "You look better with cum on your face. Now go wash up." And with that, he tossed the cloth on my face and walked away.

I shut my eyes, sitting against the middle counter that he had used to shield me from whoever he had been talking to, and took in deep breaths. I was upset, disgusted, angry, confused...every emotion seemed to be colliding in my heart.

"How did it come to this?" I chuckled pressing the t-shirt on my mouth before the bitter-sweet tears shamelessly made their way down my cheek to be absorbed by the fabric.

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Two whole days went by since the kitchen blowjob. He didn't even call me at night. Had his insomnia been cured? That'd be such great news. It'd mean our time would be limited to normal meetings and maybe occasionally hot sex and...nothing else.

"I'll take the coffee, finish up cleaning the floor," Rose instructed taking the tray from my hands.
I had noticed her efforts to get close to Gale. Noticed how she gave me tasks around the house that didn't include Gale's room while she dedicated her time to making sure that Gale was living more comfortably than a normal merchant should.

Not that I was jealous or anything, but it bothered me why she was clinging so much to a stranger.

I nodded and let her have it. Maybe if she could manage to seduce him, I'd get some room to breathe and focus on my goals.
Only after she was gone did I realize that I had forgotten to add the cake next to Gale's coffee and water.
"Argh!" I rolled my eyes, annoyed at myself before picking up the small plate and walking for the doorway.
He'd get grumpy if the coffee wasn't accompanied by his favorite vanilla cake.

Step by step, I approached Gale's door, preparing my mind on what to do and say when I laid eyes on him.
He hadn't left three in the morning like he had in the past morning, giving me a chance to make him coffee.
All the training at the office hadn't gone to waste. At least I was earning some money from my hard work and not charity from his egoistic self.

"...doing what she did to you. Or do you only prefer redheads?" Rose's voice slipped from the small crack left by the door. "Should I dye my hair for you?"

"Who said I liked red hair? I hate the color red. And could you please get your hands off of me? I can take ca-"

"No! Let me!" She insisted boldly, and immediately, I felt a zap of fury rush down my stomach. My fingers gripped the plate hard. If I had more strength, I'd have broken it in two.

"I like your courage Rozie, but I really don't need your hands touching me."

Where was she touching? Why did Gale sound uncomfortable and yet wasn't yelling at her like he yelled at me?
Curse that bastard!
Was he screwing her as well?

Furious, I barged into the room with the sole aim of catching them in the act. And the devil be damned. There he was, seated at the desk with his seat facing the wall instead of the desk. Rose was squatting between his legs with her hand holding a cloth on Gale's groin.

My jaw clenched like my chest at the sight.
"Maya," Gale called my name lazily. "What are you standing there for? Bring it over!"

Oh, right! The cake.
I stomped until I got to his desk which was last his bed, and disrespectfully put down the plate noisily. "Enjoy your cake, sir!"
I swirled around to leave when he gave me another order.

"Find me something to change into. This one's can't dry from a single cloth."

I faced him again, a mocking smile plastered on my face. "Sure, Sir."

Why was I so upset? Rose seemed to simply have poured the water on Gale's clothes and was trying to pat it dry.
But fuck, I wasn't dumb. The way she had strategically placed her hand on his inner thigh, I could see her thumb was right on top of his cock. And that position looked like she was about to offer him a blowjob.

"I should get that for you, Sir Grayson. Maya is new to all this and I've been in charge of your affairs," Rose stated, her voice sounding closer.
I turned my eyes to the side, just in time to catch her frame pushing me aside to open the closet doors.

A frown ate its way to the outside while I shot her a side glare. Was she... competing with me?