Pet: A Dark Menage Romance

That night, Maria told me she’d be meeting up with Pet again, and like always, I went to the back of the bar to watch them. I had a few chicks come up to me, wet and hopeful as they twirled their hair and sucked their drinks through straws. I turned them all down, too focused on my girl who wasn’t quite mine yet. I watched her come in, wearing some silly excuse for a dress that looked more like a scrap of fabric. It pissed me right off, the way people looked at her. Those hungry looks devouring my girl, thinking they could fuck her if they wanted to. I would kill someone if they went up to her.

Pet looked at her phone and furrowed her brows just as my own phone dinged with a text. I looked down to read it, taking my eyes off her for a moment.

Looks like it’s your lucky night, stud, the text from Maria read. I’ve had to cancel. If you’re there, have a drink with her? Make sure you don’t get caught. xx

I looked back up, and there was a guy next to her. My blood boiled when he chatted her up and she smiled shyly. Still such an innocent little girl… What would that guy say if he knew she had two cocks buried inside her mouth only a few days prior?

I got up from my table and walked over to hers with my drink in my hand. No fucking way was I letting some damn jackass hit on my property.

“Missed me, Pet?” I asked her, and her eyes left the guy’s and connected with mine.

She was surprised, her cheeks blushing as she smiled at me.

“Hi,” she said, a little awkwardly.

“Move along,” I barked at the guy. I set my drink down on the table and he glared at me. He wasn’t bigger than me, though he was broader. But I towered over him, and I guess he realized he was at a disadvantage and finally backed the fuck off. “That’s right, get lost.”

I sat down next to her and she giggled.

“You know you don’t need to get so violent every time,” she told me, and I grinned at her.

“You kinda like it though,” I said, and she didn’t disagree.

“So,” she went on, taking a sip of her Coke. Not even old enough to drink. Fuck. “You stalking me or something?”

“You could say that,” I replied. “That gets you wet, doesn’t it, little Pet?”

She looked away and I downed my drink in one go. I hadn’t needed any liquid courage in a long time, but that night, I sure as hell wanted a kick.

“Are you glad I’m here?” I asked her, and she nodded slowly. “We haven’t really talked outside of me telling you where to put my cock.”

She nearly choked on her drink. “Shut up! Someone’s gonna hear.”

“Since when do you give a shit?” I asked.

“Since…” Her words trailed off and she glared at me. “Since I follow orders, and last time I heard, you weren’t supposed to be giving them.”

“Then why do you want me to?” I leaned over and tucked a hair that had escaped from her braid behind her ear. She looked away, shutting her eyes tightly. “Your skin is so soft.”

“Don’t do that,” she said, and I grinned wider.

“But you like it.”

“But I shouldn’t.”

“I say do what you want,” I shrugged. “But hey, that’s just me. Come sit a little closer, Pet.”

She shook her head no, and I took it as an invitation. I got off my chair and sat down next to her on the bench. She looked at her lap when I put my arm around her shoulders. I leaned over to whisper in her ear.

“How long since you’ve come in public?” I asked gently.

“Don’t,” she replied. “We’re not supposed to see each other like this.”

“Then leave,” I told her.

She swiped up her bag in a hurry and got to her feet. But I pulled on her wrist, gently enough not to leave a mark.

“Stay,” I said, and she stared at me for a long time before sitting her perky little ass back down.

“Good girl,” I murmured against her ear, and her breath hitched when I said it. “Do you want to play with me, Pet?”

“O-okay,” she whispered. We both knew this was bad news, but neither of us could stop.

“I want you to come for me,” I told her, and her breath caught again. “But not until I let you, pretty Pet. Not until I say the words.”

I leaned in closer, settling a palm comfortably on her naked thigh. It looked enormous against her, so big it practically covered her whole leg.

“What would you do if your man walked in right now?” I asked her softly, and she jerked away from me, but I wouldn’t let her move. “Would you apologize? Would you let him drag you to the bathroom?”