“Yes.” said Cage. “Very much so.”
“Does it hurt now?” asked Autumn as she pulled her hand away.
“No.” said Cage as he grasped her hand. He brought it back to his chest and pressed her fingers back to the stitches. “Not with you here.”
Autumn looked into Cage's ice blue eyes. Eyes that could be so fierce, so dangerous. In this moment they looked kind…even gentle. She stared into them, almost losing herself before she turned away. Autumn quickly finished changing his bandage before she moved onto his leg. As she cleaned and bandaged Cage’s left leg, she noticed the bulge in his silk boxers grow.
Autumn bit her lip knowing what he wanted, but surely it was too soon. Surely in his condition it would be dangerous. Autumn quickly finished Cage’s leg. She didn’t want to tempt him any further than she already had. However, before she could get away, Cage grabbed her and roughly pulled her to him.
She was surprised by his sudden strength and wondered if maybe he really had recovered enough for sex. As the idea crossed her mind, Cage stared at her with desire in his eyes. Autumn couldn’t help but blush as Cage pulled her closer to him until he managed to kiss her.
The kiss was long and desperately passionate. It seem to consume her and she let out a moan. One kiss led to two and then three and four. Soon it was as if a fever had come over Cage. He kissed her over and over again. With each kiss he pulled her in deeper and deeper.
Autumn attempted to pull away but Cage refused to let her go. He pulled her in more and more. He winced in pain as she fell on him, but he didn’t seem to care. She could see the desire and the need in his eyes whenever she managed to pull away long enough to look at him. He kissed her cheeks, her neck and her shoulders.
Autumn swallowed hard and thought to question if they should be doing this here and now, but it was clear what he wanted. By now Autumn knew Cage got what he wanted, and right now he wanted her. He pulled himself out of his silk boxers and Autumn moved to reach him. She grasped onto his stiff member, squeezing it before she began to stroke it with her fingers.
Cage moaned and almost seemed to shudder as he ran his hands through her hair. He tangled his fingers within the strands before moving her so that her mouth was over his penis. Autumn opened her mouth as he pushed down on her. She took him fully in her mouth as deep as she could, nearly gagging on him.
Autumn knew Cage had a rather large appetite when it came to sex. She knew these last few weeks must have been hard on him. She figured his injuries and overall pain had culled his desires. Now that he was recovering it seemed that those desires had ignited once more, stronger than ever. Autumn wasn’t sure they should have sex until Bryon said they could, but she figured she could give Cage a blowjob. Surely that wouldn’t be too harmful.
Autumn wrapped her lips around Cage’s member as she slowly sucked on it. She was slow to pull up and then to push down again. She used her tongue to play with him, swirling it around. She glided it across his skin as he grew even harder. She ran her hands over the bottom of his shaft as she played with his balls.
For several minutes she bobbed up and down on him before she pushed the top of his penis into the roof of her mouth. She swirled her head about sucking and licking the very tip before she went down on him once more. She was going to pick up the pace and suction, but Cage pulled her from him.
She looked at him curiously and wondered if this was too much for his injuries. Maybe she’d let herself get a bit too carried away. She wiped her mouth as he pulled her to him. Cage moved her so that she would straddle him. Autumn quickly realized what he wanted and struggled to pull away. “Cage, we can’t. You’re hurt.”
“You’re not.” said Cage, laying back.
He looked up at her and she was hesitant to give into his request. Looking around the room she realized they were the only ones there. Fredric normally watched Autumn change Cage’s bandages, but he’d been sent on a errand just after she’d arrived. She found it odd since Fredric rarely left Cage’s side. She knew that if he were here now, he would no doubt protest. For a moment Autumn looked at Cage and wondered if he’d planned this.
Cage smiled at her as if he could guess what was on her mind. He snaked his good hand under the thin fabric of her dress. Grasping at her right breast, he squeezed it in his hand. After a few seconds he pulled his hand out from under her dress and grasped onto the strings that held it together. With a few well placed tugs, Autumn’s dress fell open. Cage took her breasts in his hand once more and his smile grew even wider.
Autumn looked down at him, unsure. She didn’t want to hurt him. “We should wait and ask Byron, make sure it's okay.”
Cage groaned loudly before he assured her, “It’s okay, Autumn. I’ve healed a lot and I want this. I need this. I promise I’ll let you know if it hurts.”
Autumn wanted to believe him, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t tell her even if he did hurt because he wanted this too much. He didn’t care how badly it hurt, or even if it was a dangerous risk, as long as he got what he wanted. Autumn sighed, knowing it was pointless to argue with him any further.
She could see in his eyes that he‘d made up his mind. Autumn lifted her dress up and over her head before throwing it off the bed. Cage looked her up and down as he caressed her waist and hips. Naked on top of him, Autumn lifted herself up before slowly grabbing his member.
As gently and as carefully as she could, she placed him at her entrance. She was surprised at how wet she was. She hadn’t realized just how much she wanted this. It had been a while since she'd had sex and she was used to having quite a lot of it. Her body almost seemed to leap at the possibility.
Autumn slid down on top of him with ease. Her eyes watched his face for any sign of discomfort. If there was any he didn’t show it. Once she was settled, she sat there for a moment or two, feeling his thick cock inside her. She almost hummed as she enjoyed the feeling of it deep within her.
She smiled down at him, running her hands over his shoulders before she finally began to move. She started off slowly, with little circles. She moved her hips as she grinded her body against his. She held herself up, trying not to put any weight on him. When she started to move up and down, he let out a heavy sigh of relief and relaxation as he laid back, completely letting go.
As Autumn rocked forward and backwards, she watched him, making sure he was okay. She also realized this might be the only real break he took, the only relaxation he would allow himself. Autumn kept a steady pace for several minutes as she tried to make him happy. Eventually Cage grew restless, wanting more. He began to move her hips with his arm.
Autumn felt herself growing hot as he thrust himself deeper and deeper inside her. She moaned and whimpered, riding him. She nearly lost herself to the pleasure before she dragged herself back to reality. As much as she wanted to let go and give in, someone had to keep a level head. She struggled to slow him down as she pulled at his arm. She called out, “Cage, stop it. You’ll rip your stitches.”
“It will be worth it if I do." groaned Cage as he closed his eyes and thrust. “Besides, if you won't pick up the pace someone has to.”
“I’ll do it.” said Autumn. “I’ll do it. Just lay back.”
Cage continued to thrust for several more seconds before he finally laid still. He opened his eyes and smiled at Autumn as she moved faster. She grinded her hips against him, pushing him deep within her. When he was near her core she squeezed her muscles tightly against his cock.
Cage seemed to like that. He whimpered and groaned in ways she’d never heard before. Autumn ran her hands over him, watching him. She realized that in this moment, she was in complete control. Cage had never been so powerless, so vulnerable, as he was now. She knew she was the only one that could release him.
Cage let out a long low moan as he dug his nails into her skin. She could tell he was close as she leaned down and kissed him. Autumn’s body felt hot and heavy. She wondered if she would be able to catch up with him in time for them bo
th to cum. She was sure Cage was going to blow at any moment, especially since it had been so long.
Autumn lifted herself up before falling back down on him. Several times he nearly fell out as she worked her hips to catch up with him as fast as she could. She forgot about his injuries and pain as her own passion consumed her. She began to bounce madly as she felt herself growing closer and closer.
Her body thundered against Cage’s as the bed began to shake. Cage was in pain but he didn’t let it show as he clenched his fists. He was nearly ready to cum but he held back, wanting to wait for Autumn to join him. It took nearly everything he had to distract himself, but he was a stubborn man. He wasn’t going to cum until she did, even though he really wanted to.
Autumn threw her head back as she felt herself near the edge. She roughly bucked her hips against him as she squeezed as tightly as she could. His member pushed into her deeply, hitting her in just the right spots. In a moment of bliss she felt her entire body erupt with euphoria as she came.
Autumn cried out loudly, filling the room with her orgasmic sounds as she completely let go on him. Her body twitched and pulsed against Cage’s erect member as her heart pounded in her chest. Autumn dragged her nails across his skin, whimpering and moaning as she succumbed to her passion.
Wave after wave ran through her body as she came. Cage thrust himself up inside her, wanting to feel every second of it. Her body squeezed around him like a vice and he could hold back no longer. Shuddering, he grunted and groaned louder than her moans. His sound left the room and carried down the hallway as he shot his thick seed deep inside her.
There was so much saved up that it quickly filled Autumn’s inside before excess came back out between her legs, falling onto him. They were both so happily content that neither of them cared about the mess. They just continued to ride their waves of pleasure until Autumn eventually rolled off to the side.
For several minutes they just laid there, feeling sleepy and sated. As Autumn came down from her high, she rolled to face him. She pulled back when she remembered he was injured. She looked at his bandages. There were drops of blood coming through on both his chest and arm. Autumn quickly called out to him, “Cage, you’re bleeding.”
He didn’t seem to care as he laid there, a smile of satisfaction smeared across his face. He closed his eyes as he said, “It’s just a little blood. Trust me, it was worth it.”
Autumn looked at him, shaking her head. She went to get up so she could clean him and her but he grasped onto her hair, pulling her back to him. He put her head into the crook of his left arm as he simply said, “Stay with me.”
Autumn looked at him, knowing she shouldn’t give into him. She knew no good could come of this. He needed to be cleaned up and he needed to be cared for. But he held her tightly wanting her to stay with him. He was so warm and the bed was so soft. Autumn hadn’t slept a full night since his return, and before she knew it she was falling asleep.
For hours the two slept in each other's arms. Day slowly turned into night. Autumn felt like she could stay there forever. Never in the two years she’d been here had she been in his actual bed, and never had she known just how amazingly comfortable it was. Every so often she'd roll to the side and he would roll with her, pressing his body against hers. He held her tightly, spooning her, wanting to keep her by his side for as long as he could.
Cage also felt like he could stay there forever, but he knew nothing lasted forever. Eventually they were woken when Fredric rushed into the room. He’d been in there a few times in the last few hours checking in on Cage, but for the most part he’d let him sleep until now.
Something grave had happened. Autumn knew it the moment Fredric called for Cage to wake. She knew Fredric would never bother him unless it was something important. Cage opened his eyes, looking at Fredric. He didn’t even bother to rise as Fredric partially climbed into the bed. He leaned down, whispering something into Cage’s ear. She couldn’t make out a single word as she sat up groggily in bed.
Cage looked upset and then angry as he scrunched up his face. He gave Fredric some quick commands before he reached out his good arm. Fredric took it and helped Cage rolled out of bed. When his feet touched the floor Autumn called out to him, “Cage, you’re still hurt.”
Cage didn’t even look at her as he kept his back to her. In a gruff voice he said, “Go back to your room.”
“But-”
“GO!” roared Cage. She could tell he meant business. The softness she had come to know these last few days quickly faded. Autumn stumbled from the bed, grabbing her dress from the floor. She quickly slid it over her, tying the stings on her way out. When she left his rooms she saw there were dozens of people running about. She realized something awful must have happened.
Chapter Twelve
While Autumn went to her room Cage quickly got to work. He was still in pain, more so now that he’d had sex, but it was manageable. He ordered Fredric to call Byron and to gather the heads of each of his branches. Then Cage took a quick shower to freshen up. When he was done he shaved and brushed his hair.
Byron arrived a short time later. He assessed Cage’s injures before cleaning and bandaging them. He warned Cage to take things slow and not to do too much at once. He suggested that Cage use a cane to ease the pain of his injured leg and to get around more easily. Cage refused it, knowing he couldn’t afford to show such weakness. Instead he took two pills that would numb his pain.
The Fayngin most likely had a spy amongst his people, and after attacking him they would want to know how badly they‘d hurt him. Cage needed to appear as though he’d been unharmed in the attack. If not for the fact that the Fayngin would see how costly it was to mess with him, then for the fact that it would strike fear into the heart of his enemies.
Cage had worked hard to build up his reputation. He was a shadow, unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with. The fact that he could not be harmed would travel to those who would think to challenge him. Perhaps a stray or a coward of the Fayngin would come crawling to him. Seeing he was unbeatable, they might try to switch sides to save their life. Of course they would never be accepted among the Zisgani, but perhaps they could exchange information to buy them or their families some time until the Fayngin were squashed.
When Cage neared his office he saw a few of his men were already waiting outside. Cage walked as if nothing was wrong. He greeted them with a nod before enclosing himself inside his office with Fredric and Lane. His leg hurt like a son of a bitch, but he’d been using it little by little each day to make sure he would show no limp should a moment like this arise.
Cage sat at his desk for several minutes, wondering how long it would take before the pills kicked in. He cracked his knuckles as he worked to get up to speed. Up until the last few weeks he’d been busy with his yearly deals. One week every year he allowed people to come to his country estate to make deals. Whether it was to trade or ask for favors, everything had its price.
Usually they were packed to the brim, every room filled. And normally they had to turn away hundreds of people simply because there was not enough space. Since the war with the Fayngin, people were hesitant. They were waiting to see what the outcome would be. There were dozens of cancellations, excuses. They had barely filled all the rooms. Cage had made a note of who had attended and who had chosen not to.
The party at the end of the year was usual, to celebrate the alliances and offers that had been made. To celebrate the dawn of a new year of business. This year it had been more important than ever, not just to show gratitude, but to show strength. After all, if the Zisgani were struggling or stressed, why would they throw such a glorious party? Why would Cage throw caution to the wind unless he had everything under control? The party relaxed and reassured a lot of people that the Zisgani were here to stay.
Cage had also used this time to gather as much information as he could. Every room in his country estate was wired and countless men would pour over the tapes. Every time the Fayngin were
mentioned, or some dubious secret was leaked, Cage had it documented and evaluated. As he looked over contracts, he also looked over secrets, and learned just who was on his side.
Cage lost many an ally that week, but he also gained strength. There were many that were willing to join him in cutting off the Fayngin. He was going to shut them down once and for all, to show them and everyone else that you did not go against the Zisgani.
Alas, after the party Cage had been attacked and weakened. While he recovered Fredric kept him informed. The Fayngin had decided on their next target. After they couldn’t get him they decided to go after the protection rackets. Businesses that paid the Zisgani protection money had been getting hurt. Men in masks were breaking windows, and destroying products. They took money and spilled blood. They made threats to the businesses, should those businesses keep giving protection money to Cage’s people.
Cage didn’t have a lot of men to spare these days. What men he did have, he sent to convince hesitant shop owners that it would be a much greater mistake to stop paying their protection money. However, the men that Cage had sent out had all been ambushed and killed. Not a single cent was collected.
Nearly an hour ago boxes had arrived with the heads of each of the men that Cage had sent. Fredric showed him pictures now and he looked them over before pushing them away. Fredric then informed him that the owners of the few businesses that had remained loyal had received boxes containing the body parts of their families. Notes were sent along with them, warning the businesses against associating with or supporting Cage’s organization at all.
Revenues had been spotty lately with all that had been going down. Now it seemed they were trying to squeeze every last bit of Cage’s organization. They only had so much left, and it was clear that the Fayngin wasn’t going to stop until they didn’t even have blood left. The men were riled up and there were so few to spread around now.
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