The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

Sierra’s POV

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The Alpha…holding me….

he dropped down dead.

A bullet–sized hole in his mouth.

The lips which were,kissing me were just a mush of blood now.

I felt nauseous.

There was too much blood.

I couldn’t see it.

And then, without his support, my body drops down on the ground, and I feel my right side take the impact.

Opening my eyes, I look up to find the other two men looking at something behind me.

It’s like they saw death with their own eyes.

Who…who killed the Alpha?

And that, too, using a bullet?

Bullets were a very expensive ammunition.

Everyone can’t afford them.

“We…we are sorry-”

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But he couldn’t even complete it.

“Aghhhhh!”

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A bullet roots right into his right hand with which he tied by feet.

Blood spills out of it like a fountain.

And then another shot.

His left hand this time.

“We weren’t aware-”

The other one tried but his fate was even worse.

My eyes snap shut when I see a bullet rooting right between his legs.

And then another.

They both screamed for roughly ten seconds.

And then nothing.

A deadly silence follows with me laying there, with hands and feet tied.

Surrounded by pool of blood.

A minute passed.

There is no moment.

And I was finally able to open my eyes.

Calming my crazy heart I wriggle to turn around and I land on my right side this time.

Fluttering open my blood trailing eyelashes, I blink through them to see a silhouette standing at a distance.

His back leaned on the tree bark casually.

And a gun tests in his hands.

“Who…who are you? Don’t… don’t kill me…”

I whisper and that ‘s when I see the silhouette moving closer to me.

My heart was ready to leap out of my chest with his every step.

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And then he steps out under the moonlight and my stomach chums brutally.

“Xav…Xavier?”

I whisper in shock and his brows only narrow.

Shit.

He looked

angry.

With two steps he reaches me and before I know, he sits on top of me and lowers the muzzle of the gun into my mouth.

“Do I have to kill you to get Sir out of you? How many times do I tell you to not call me by my name.

”

I nod.

And his eyes trail down to my neck.

“These morons don’t understand when I say no one touches

what is mine.

“Hold it in your mouth”

He leaves the gun in my mouth and I squirm feeling it’s burning nozzle.

My mouth stays wrapped around the cold metal.

Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, he tugs on my chain to hold the pendent.

He starts cleaning off the blood drops splattered on it.

And I stare at his face.

He is a psycho.

He has to be.

If I was scared of those men before, I was terrified of him.

He

wasn’t human.

He is the devil himself.

A monster.

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His eyes meet mine and I look away.

Who knows he may punish me for even looking at him.

“Don’t look at me like that doll, I am not the good guy.

But it also doesn’t mean that I don’t cherish my belongings and allow others to play with it.

”

I knew it without him even saying.

My head moves to a side and I suddenly tremble when I feel a cloth cleaning the blood smeared on my face.

My forehead, eyes and lips.

His movement was slow and tender.

And then suddenly or rather by mistake, his fingers brush my cheek.

A spark lit in the pit of my stomach and my body temperature multiplies ten fold.

Suddenly I become aware of his body touching mine.

His thighs pressing against mine and a strange wetness pools between my legs.

Fuc*!

I was afraid of what my body was feeling.

And the gun muffling my mouth didn’t help.

Shit! Not with him.

This can’t be happening.

My chest heaved, hands clench into fists behind my

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back and body squirns.

I expected him to call me a slut.

To move back and reprimand me but what he did next made me muffle a moan.

His fingers found my heat.

And my eyes snap open.

He was staring down at me intensely.

That hatred was gone to be replaced by something more dark and feral and my heart stops in my chest.

My pathetic body loved his attention.

His fingers start moving and my entire body flickers alive.

My back arches and his eyes only darken.

No.

.

no.

.

No.

What is he doing dammit! He hates me.

He can’t do this.

I wanted him to stop but at the same time my body begged for me.

Each and every cell is my body danced like puppets under his fingers and my tied legs squirmed and thrashed against the restrains.

The friction was intensifying.

His fingers moved like an expert and I come undone.

The feeling reaches it’s climax and just when I was ready to experience the euphoria of this foreign, everything stop.

A scream left my lips and my entire body revolts for more.

It makes me lose my sanity and body arches, desperate for his one touch.

But he rejects.

Our eyes connect and I see a strange look cloud

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in his eyes.

As if he wasn’t able to believe what he did, just like

me.

Fuc*!

He curses.

Pulling out the gun from my mouth and I gasp for air, like goldfish in a leaking bag.

My mouth opens to gulp hungrily all this while aware of his sinister gaze.

I press my thighs together, to reach the peak.

But it only leaves me frustrated.

My tied hands behind my back didn’t help.

“Please…”

It wasn’t me.

My body was using me to say this.

And I regret the second those words left my lips.

His eyes darken again and he moves the muzzle of his gun, down my frame to trace my chest, waist and thighs.

I gasp when he pressed it between my legs.

Sliding it against my wetness.

“You’re so fucking wet doll.

You want it, right? Then beg me.

”

He said while moving the muzzle of his gun on my clit.

I was shot by the ecstasy immediately and went dizzy.

The heat in the pit of my stomach only seemed to have intensified and I could

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sniff my own arousal.

I felt disgusted of myself.

I was enjoying that monster.

How could I beg him?

Noticing my silence, he smirked and slid the muzzle of his gun into my pussy entrance.

Almost instantly, my walls squeezed it.

The desire took me over and moans escape my lips.

But my feelings not last long.

The next second, he pulled out his gun and wiped my juices on it on my clothes.

He stood up, still neatly dressed while I lied on the ground lost in desire with my legs spread wide.

He gave me a condescending look.

“Enjoy your night alone here.

My Doll.

”