Chapter 44

"Is now really the time, precious?"

Hadn't she promised not to tell? Yes, he was fairly certain she had. Mark counted in that promise because Mark would probably find a way to lock him up. Right now, with the Nemesis issue, the world at risk and their DAUGHTER being a target and a key all at once, right now wasn't exactly the most opportune time to be getting into that blowout.

"You don't think this can wait?" Chances were, they were going to need him this round, not Mark. Couldn't do that if she told Mark now, especially in a house full of people who'd line up to help get rid of him for good.

"I won't let him get rid of you. I know I made a promise, but…lying to him is making me nauseous. And he's going to figure it out and when he does, if he knows I'm involved…" I'll lose him, she thought, refusing to say those words aloud and looked down at the ring on her finger, her eyes lifting when Taker hooked his finger beneath her chin. "I know you don't believe it, but I love you as much as him. And I'm not choosing between you two. I refuse. So, you're gonna have to find a way to make things work because I won't lose either of you. However you plan on doing it, I'll leave it up to you two to figure it out. Now, while you're out, I need to talk to you about this plan with Randy and…Beth came up with another idea. I also have a favor to ask you when it comes to this idea with Randy."

His upper lip curled into a sneer and a second later, Brooklynn was flat on the bed with him hovering over her, acidic eyes searching her face intently. "If you tell Mark while the circle is involved in your life, I'm going to take over and kill him, Lynn." He informed her, a hand moving gently but firmly over her mouth before she could say a word. "I can't DO anything to talk to him right now. There is too much going on without THIS," His and Mark's issues. "Being added to the mix, and the circle will take me out. If you open your mouth, I'll make a decision for you, to protect myself."

Because after 17 years, he wasn't going to be locked away or killed off again. It. Wasn't. Happening. And he would get rid of Mark if they backed him into a corner, plain and simple. She needed to give him time, without Nemesis and the circle screwing the world up.

"What's the favor?" He uncovered her mouth, now looking mildly curious.

Brooklynn should've been terrified, but she wasn't because this was simply who Taker was. Volatile, vindictive and willing to do anything for self-preservation. Did she tell him about Beth knowing or keep that to herself for the time being? It was probably best to keep that information to herself since Beth had promised not to say anything. She trusted Beth and knew the woman wouldn't blab unlike Trish, Mickie and even Melina. They were all big mouths, god bless them.

"I need you to cloak me the same way you've been cloaking yourself when Randy and I go to see Jennifer. Pretending to be married will involve contact of some kind without clothing or gloves on. If you don't want him to know you're back, I need you to cast a spell that will hide everything we've been doing together since your return." She reached up to stroke his face with the back of her hand, enjoying being this close to him. "I won't tell Mark. Like I said, I'll leave it up to you two to work things out…after we've ensured Claira's safety. Now, will you help me?"

"I can… cloak you, when we're close by each other." He affirmed, frowning slightly. "I'm guessing I or Mark aren't going to be anywhere near you for this event," Of course not, it would be her and Randy and he sighed, pursing his lips. "Give me some time to sort it out, Lynn, I'll figure something out." There were spells… he'd just have to 'drive' the body for a day to cast. "Is Orton coming home with us straightaway or meeting us there?"

"It's not just Randy that's coming with us. The entire circle is coming because the world is at stake now. It's not just Claira, Taker. If Nemesis is released, it will signal the end and since he's a demon, he has far more power than we ever imagined. Everyone has agreed to come home and stay in a hotel not far away since the house isn't big enough." Unless there was some kind of spell to make it bigger on the inside while keeping it the same image on the outside. They didn't need the neighbors becoming suspicious of their activity. "We think it's Seth. We think Seth is the threat and, if he is, he has to be put down." No question about it.

"Yeah, I got all that, Lynn." He tapped his knuckles against his forehead, snorting as he rolled off of her, sitting up. Taker let his feet drop to the floor, braced his elbows on his knees and cradled his head in his hands, thinking. She hadn't even answered his actual question. "Are they coming back with us NOW or leaving out after us? I NEED at least a day uninterrupted and without worrying about those fucks discovering me."

"We were going to head out in the morning in different cars. It's just gonna be me, you and Claira in our car. Trish and Steve in theirs. Melina is gonna ride with Mickie and John, I believe. Glenn and Randy are gonna ride together, so they don't go insane from boredom. We'll have to stop halfway through to stay at a hotel, so we can use that to our advantage." Brooklynn had a feeling Taker was staying out for a while and taking charge of the situation. Hopefully, when Mark finally came back out, he wouldn't feel like he lost time. "Unless you wanna leave tonight and they can follow tomorrow morning? We can always make up a story that something happened at the shop and you need to get back sooner…"

"Never mind, Lynn, I'll figure it out myself." He COULDN'T stay out, not without risking Mark knowing he was there and it would be something Mark knew, not just a little 'what the fuck happened' moment. "I'll need time in my library when we return. You can distract your… friends." A spell to ward her from Randy… "And when we do get back, I'll need a vial of blood. Yours." He knew the exact spell. At Brooklynn's slightly worried look, he grinned. "I promise, Randy won't know anything you don't want him too and he WON'T wind up in a coma."

"Okay, I trust you." Brooklynn reached up to caress his face, wanting, needing to touch him since they didn't have much time together. "While Randy and I go meet with Jennifer, you can go to your library. We'll just tell the others you're going to the shop." It was the perfect excuse. "Thank you for coming out and stopping me. I'm scared, but I promise it won't happen again." She meant what she said; Taker and Mark would have to resolve their issues themselves because she was staying out of it.

As long as she didn't lose either of them, anyway.

"What?" Taker was now confused, she was confusing him. "If you need to be protected while you're with Randy, you can't LEAVE with him while I'm trying to get things sorted for you, Lynn." She needed more time with him, less with the others. Growling, he pinned her back on the bed, straddling her and bent down, cupping her face in his palms as he kissed her. "I'm protecting myself, don't make me a hero."

He loved her. Taker loved their daughter, what he knew of her, but he loved himself quite a bit more. Probably came from being asleep for so long. He didn't want that again. Not bothering to raise his head, he raised a hand, warding the bedroom, his kiss becoming deeper, more demanding, tongue swiping at her lips.

"I want to fuck you, precious."

"Here? Now?" Brooklynn mumbled against his mouth, her fingers already getting lost in his hair and becoming dazed by his kiss and touch, lifting up as he peeled her jeans from her body. "W-We'll figure it out…oh god…"

It'd only been days, but felt like an eternity had passed since she was last with Taker, the hunger inside of her burning. Before Brooklynn knew what was happening, Taker had flipped her on her stomach to lean over the bed, pressing her face into the mattress and had unzipped his jeans to free his pulsating cock. She licked her lips in anticipation, moving her head to the side, so she didn't suffocate and cried out as his cock slammed home inside of her. He didn't check to see if she was ready, just started fucking her as hard and fast as he could and Brooklynn enjoyed every second of being dominated.

There was no reason to check because he already knew she was ready. The fact that he slid home without any resistance, she had probably drenched those panties of hers the minute he had pinned her delicious form to the bed. Brooklynn NEEDED to be dominated. Out there, outside of their own little bubble, she was carrying a weight, a burden, and she had to make decisions that probably plagued her mind and heart. When she was with him, this way, all she had to do was accept the fact that she wasn't in control, he was. He bet that sort of worked for her.

There was no 'sort of' about it. It DID work for her because it was the one and ONLY time she didn't have to make a decision, a choice. All she had to do was bend over and take whatever this beautiful man had to offer. Brooklynn went from crying out to screaming, knowing he warded the room because the circle would've come beating down the door otherwise. Sex was a great stress reliever too and, after what had gone down with Seth and her dream with Genevieve, Brooklynn had begun to feel overwhelmed. Taker must've sensed it, which is why he'd come out to talk to her about the upcoming plan as well as to relieve her stress.

"Taker! TAKER!"

"Mmm, yes…" He rumbled darkly, raising himself up and back, just enough to get a view of that beautiful backside. Palming each cheek before delivering a series of hard, precise slaps to each cheek, left behind were raised, red welts from his hand. She gasped but he had also felt her pussy clench around him and smirked, doing it again. "It's a pleasurable pain, isn't it, Lynn?" He bent down, nipping at her spine. "Do you want more, hmm?" He had stopped pounding her, still fully sheathed, his body covering hers and he could practically feel the heat from her now tender backside from those slaps of his.

"YES!" Brooklynn practically shrieked out, her body trembling and felt his cock thrust inside of her sharply once before he stopped, remaining settled like before. "Spank me, fuck me, choke me…just make me cum, please…make me cum for you, Taker." She moaned as another slap connected to her backside, reaching beneath her to start fondling her breasts. Taker caught that movement and yanked her by up the back of her hair roughly, aligning their bodies together, his hand wrapping around her throat. "I-I need to cum…please Taker…" She was not above begging, not when it came to him because Brooklynn knew that's EXACTLY what he wanted her to do. "Oh god, you feel good, so powerful…show me your power…give it all to me…fuck my cunt until it's numb…"

"Oh, I will, Lynn…" She really was desperate to be fucked silly, wasn't she? "Don't stop." He hissed in a low command, his new position letting him watch right over her shoulder. "Touch yourself."

When Brooklynn hesitated, his fingers tightened just a bit. He did not have to say another word for her to obey his command. Those hands of her moved back to her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers and he felt his cock pulse inside of her. Taker's other hand, the one not occupied with regulating her breathing for her, moved down to stroke her bundle of nerves, letting out a slow breath.

"Yes! YES! Right there…oh god don't stop…I'm…" The words fell from Brooklynn's harsh breathing lips as her first climax washed over her, making her tingle from head to toe. "TAKER!" She shrieked out, wrapping his cock in a tight vise and it was too much for him because he came too.

Neither wanted this to end and Brooklynn was sure Taker would never stop cumming inside of her. It was like a never-ending stream until every drop was emptied, his dick growing limp inside of her, forcing him to stop thrusting. She fell back against him, his fingers still on her nethers and one of her hands had snaked up to bury in his hair, her other hand falling from her breast. Would sex always be this intense with Taker?

"Mmm, I missed you…"

"Yeah, I bet."

He chuckled, kissing up and down her neck, his own breathing heavy as he focused on calming down. Taker would have to clean up, knowing better than to let Mark realize he had been having sex without actually being there. That might be the one thing to rally the idiot and he smirked.

"That's because nobody will ever fuck you the way I do, Lynn." His hand dipped down between her spread thighs, caressing the inner area with his fingertips before sliding them inside of her. She was soaked, from them both and he fucked her with his fingers, feeling her body shaking all over again. Coming down from orgasming, being stimulated again, that was a whole new type of pain/pleasure. "And you know it."

Brooklynn whimpered, all of her strength depleted from what they just did and he was forcing another orgasm to crash over her. "Y-You're right…god, you're right…" Her eyes were on the verge of rolling in the back of her head, her body shaking almost violently and had to stop him before she completely fell apart all over again. "Taker…I love you so much..." Instead of stopping him, her hand moved with the motion of his fingers, gasping at how sensitive her pussy was. "S-Shower…We need a shower and you can take me again…" Feeling him lift her in his arms, he carted her to the bathroom and kicked the door shut behind them.

Another round ensued with her screaming out his name in both pain and pleasure.