Femme Fatale

Chapter Twelve: Savikna

I'm fine... Don't try to save me... Savikna.

Savikna.

Jo hung up, and Thomas stared at his phone in shock. His sister's words were still ringing in his ears.

Savikna. How could she invoke savikna at a time like this? Thomas thought to himself angrily. It was so typical of his sister.

​When Jo had nearly failed her first test in order to save him, the siblings realized how important it was to have a secret way of communicating with each other. If ​speaking was not an option​, the two would blink or tap each other in Morse Code. They also came up with different code words. Like "savikna."

Invoking savikna meant that either​​ Jo or Thomas ​had to listen to the other sibling, no matter what. "Savikna" was a quick way of saying, I have it under control, I have a plan, so you must do as I say. No ifs, ands, or buts.

​ "Tom. Tom! THOMAS!"

Thomas looked up in surprise. ​He had been so lost in thought that he forgot Jake was sitting beside him.

​"Sorry, Jake,"​ he apologized. ​

Jake looked at Thomas with sympathy and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. 

"What was the last thing she said? Savikna?" 

Thomas ​had his elbows on the table, and he buried his face in his hands​​. "It means 'promise,'" he said in a muffled voice. "She wants us to promise not to save her. No, she's commanding us not to save her."

Jake shook his head in disbelief. That was the last thing he wanted to do. 

Thomas read his mind. "I know, Jake. But she wants us to stay out of it."

"Dammit, Jo!" Jake cursed. He stood up out of his chair and started walking about the room. Thomas watched his friend frantically pace back and forth.

"I hate to say this, but if anyone can take care of herself, it's my sister," Thomas said quietly. "I seem to always make things worse for her. I mean, look at the current mess we're in - it's my fault."

Jake shook his head. "It's my fault, too. We did this. And we should be the ones getting her out of it."

"But can we?" Thomas asked. "Or will we only make things worse?"

Jake stopped pacing and closed his eyes. "Probably the latter," he said in a defeated voice.

"I think I'm going to be sick," Thomas said. The huge, painful knot in his stomach was slowly making its way up his throat. He swallowed it back down and tried to collect himself.

Thomas removed the battery from the cellphone with shaky hands. He stared down at the phone parts for a moment. Then he placed them in a glass of water. Fucking savikna, he thought to himself angrily. ​

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Jo was being held hostage in a lavish guest room, but there was no denying that she was a prisoner. The room was escape-proof. Metal bars barricaded the windows, and the bedroom furniture was screwed to the floor. Jo pulled on the metal bars, but her efforts were fruitless. 

Jo heard the door to her room unlock. She spun around and tensed her body.

It was Jax, looking enraged. He slammed the door shut, and walked briskly to her in impossibly long strides. His blue eyes were flashing and his nostrils were flaring. He had a wild look about him, and Jo hated that she was intimidated.

Once Jax got to her, he pushed her roughly against the wall and got in her face. "Your goddamn brother's phone went straight to voicemail after your little stunt. I can't get a hold of him. Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you," he snarled.

"Just one? I mean, there are at least two good reasons why you shouldn't," Jo shot back.

Jax's blue eyes darkened with anger. He was in no mood to banter. He grabbed Jo's upper arms and slammed her against the wall.

"You better cut that shit out. I'm getting tired of your attitude," Jax warned.

Jo's demeanor shifted upon banging her head against the wall, and her own eyes darkened with rage. She headbutted him with as much force as she could muster.

Jax recoiled in pain. "Motherfucker!" he yelled, clutching his head. Jo pushed him and tried to run away, but he grabbed her and threw her back into the wall.

"You try shit like that again, you're dead. Understood?" Jax growled, his face an inch from hers. Jo could feel the anger radiating from his body.

Not knowing what else to do, she grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled him in for a kiss. Jax hesitated for a moment, taken aback by the action. But the hesitation was short-lived, and he forcefully kissed her back. He gripped her hips and pulled her body into his, and the angry heat between the two of them was overwhelming. 

Jo bit Jax's bottom lip, causing him to growl, and he tugged on a fistful of her hair in retaliation. When she gasped with pain, Jax took the opportunity to plunder her open mouth. Jo sucked on his tongue and bit his lip again, drawing blood this time. "Ah," he growled. 

Every pained moan, groan, and growl Jax emitted sent a hot shockwave of pleasure through Jo's body. Jax ripped off her clothes with ferocity, tearing her underwear to shreds and stopping only when she was completely naked. 

The way his eyes raked over her body filled her with a confusing mixture of fear and arousal. Her heart pounded as she pulled his shirt over his head, revealing chiseled pecs and an eight-pack. Jax whipped off his belt and pulled her in for another kiss. 

Jax picked her up with his powerful arms and gently eased her onto his thick cock. Jo gasped sharply as he filled her up painfully, but he ignored the shock on her face and began to thrust into her without mercy.

She could only scream and pull at his hair as Jax slammed her against the wall again and again, fucking her as hard he could. He didn't let up, and Jo was consumed by hot, angry pleasure. She closed her eyes and let him take her, and her screams soon turned into moans. 

"I'm going to come," she whimpered weakly. 

Jax bit her neck, causing her to wince in pain. "Not yet," he grunted. He lowered her onto the floor, still inside of her but no longer thrusting into her. 

"Jax," she moaned. "Don't stop."

Her words set him off, and Jax thrust into her as hard as he could. Jo cried out and scratched at his back in desperation, but the pain only encouraged him to go in deeper. Soon, Jo's entire body began to shake, and she screamed as she dug her nails into his back. 

"Fuck," he hissed through his teeth. The tight pulsing of her pussy around his cock and her nails in his back were too much for Jax to handle, and he orgasmed along with her. 

It took a few minutes for their bodies to stop vibrating and for their breathing to go back to normal. They were sprawled out on the floor, panting and exhausted when it dawned on Jax. 

He shook his head and laughed aloud. "Was that one of your reasons?" he asked incredulously. 

Jo turned her head to look at him. They locked eyes and she just smiled.

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