Room Eight

“Look, I don’t think this is a good idea. Sex…er, phone sex and all that is great. But this…arrangement. It’s not going to work.”

“Hold that thought.”

I storm out and find the other two in the office where they usually are this time of the morning. They take in my state of undress and semi-hard cock and deduce what I was up to.

I motion to the phone and both come to stand beside me.

“You don’t have a choice. The contract is enforceable. Do not make us move on our contract, you will not like how that turns out.”

I let the finality of my tone sink in a minute.

We all knew this could happen. Or at least I did. I told Elyah and Gregor the same damn thing.

“You wouldn’t.” A flushed and furious Sapphire has her face shoved into the phone’s camera. Her eyes fill with defiance.

“We would. And we will.” I hit end on the call. She has a fighting spirit and I know today is going to be interesting. It will make the second claiming we do all that much sweeter.

Gregor and Elyah both exchange glances with me. “Something or someone has spooked her.”

I nod. “If Harlon or anyone else has laid a hand on her I will cut their fucking balls off personally.”

Elyah grips my shoulder, a look of war in his eyes. “You were right, brother. I’m done waiting. We move now.”