Looting the 13th Floor 2, page 22
part #2 of Looting the 13th Floor Series
“Wherever you’d like,” I chuckled. “I want to go and see some cars, but we’ll pass a bunch of shops on the way. Just say when you want to go inside anywhere.”
The girls didn’t take long to find a jewelry store with sparkling gems displayed on purple boxes. I pointed out that we could easily loot something for them in Hollowfell if they wanted gems and jewelry, but the girls insisted these were more beautiful than anything they’d seen in their world.
And I had to admit, the pieces were tastefully made compared to what the gargoyles liked to sport.
We went in, and a woman who oozed rich class greeted us. Her blonde bun didn’t have a hair out of place, and her blue dress fitted her slim frame perfectly. The store was small and minimalist, and it was clearly the kind of place that not many people could afford to shop at. I glanced down at my worn jeans and decided I should probably do some shopping of my own to fit in a bit more.
“Good morning,” the store assistant said. “Do let me know if you want to try anything on.”
The girls fawned over various jewels, and the woman unlocked the cabinets so they could try everything on. They had soon picked out several pieces they loved, and the store clerk’s eyes lit up as she brought them to the register.
“Thank you, Liam,” Kali cooed as she gripped my arm. “Did you see the purple bracelet? Won’t that go so nicely with my dress?”
“It’s gorgeous,” I said. “I love treating you both.”
“This goes on your ankle!” Cleo said excitedly as she pointed to a gold band on the counter. “I did not know you could have shiny things on your feet.”
The blonde woman chuckled as she wrapped everything up, and I swiped my card without worrying about a thing.
It was a damn good feeling.
Then we stepped back onto the street and spotted a men’s clothing store across the road.
“I think I need to upgrade my wardrobe,” I said. “Can you help me pick some clothes out? I’m useless with that kind of stuff.”
“Yes, of course…” Cleo purred. “We can choose what makes Liam look extra handsome and delicious.”
She ran her fingers down my arm as we crossed the street and made our way into another store. It was filled with guys my age browsing endless racks of jeans and shirts. I looked around the maze of clothes feeling more lost than I did in Hollowfell.
“This is a lot of clothes,” I muttered with a shake of my head. “Okay ladies, lead the way.”
I chuckled as the monster girls started to excitedly run around and grab things from the racks. Every guy in the shop stared at the Hollowfell beauties, and one man almost full-on walked into a pillar as his eyes hovered on Kali.
“Dude,” a nearby guy said to me. “Fucking well done.”
I smirked as my girls hurried back over with arms full of clothes, and their cheeks were flushed with excitement as we went to the changing rooms.
“Time for a fashion show,” I chuckled as the young guy working there waved us in.
Cleo and Kali sat on a bench outside the room as I headed in with more clothes than I could properly carry. I pulled on a pair of black jeans with ridiculous rips in them, and I was not sold on the look. But I grabbed a red shirt to pull on before I opened the door to show the girls.
“Oooh!” Kali gasped. “You look so handsome!”
“I like the top part,” Cleo said as she tapped her lips in thought. “But the bottom looks like a blade has attacked you, which makes little sense. I would never allow a blade to come anywhere close enough to my human guy Liam to do such damage.”
“Agreed!” I snorted. “Okay, let’s keep this show on the road.”
I lost count of how many outfits I tried on, and the girls were enthusiastic about most of them. We eventually narrowed it down to some new dark jeans, a few shirts, and a brand-new leather jacket that I fell in love with. It was ten times the quality of my old one, and every inch of it felt expensive. Cleo had practically fallen out of her seat when I showed it off, so I knew I had made the right choice.
“Perfect for my outlaw king,” she purred. “It makes you look very deadly.”
I hauled everything up to the register, and we left the store with three more bags of goods. We strolled further down the street until we finally reached a Porsche dealership that sat right at the end.
There were five cars outside in a rainbow of colors that gleamed under the L.A. sun. The building was matte black with red lettering above the door, and I had never even dreamed of walking into somewhere like it before. But I belonged there now. I had to get used to this shit.
“Oooh,” Cleo said as we walked past the display models at the front. “These also have outside inside roofs?”
“Some of them do,” I said. “Let’s go and see what’s inside.”
“Oh, my goodness!” Kali gasped as we stepped in through the automatic doors. “This is like a mansion!”
The dealership was blindingly white with every Porsche you could think of set out throughout the space. Fluorescent lights blared down and mixed with the sunlight that came in through the huge back windows.
A middle-aged man in a navy suit hurried over to us, and he stuck out his hand eagerly.
“Welcome,” he said as I shook his hand. “I’m Craig, and I’ll be around if there’s anything you need. Looking to buy today?”
“Not today,” I said. “But I’m going to be buying a new car soon, so I’m willing to be persuaded.”
“Excellent,” Craig laughed. “Let me show you and the ladies around.”
The well-dressed man led us over to a silver car that shone under the fluorescent lights, and he opened it up to show off the gorgeous brown leather seats.
“This is a 911 Turbo model,” he said. “Perfect for everyday use for the important man on the go. Have a seat, sir.”
I slid into the car and groaned as I leaned into the leather. Every inch of the car felt luxurious, and I ran a hand over the smooth steering wheel.
Kali climbed into the passenger seat and clapped excitedly as she studied the dashboard.
“Nice, right?” I asked. “Can you see yourself cruising around beside me in this?”
“That sounds like a dream,” Kali sighed. “The seats are so soft and comfy!”
She wiggled around as she stretched her legs, and Cleo peered inside curiously.
“What do you think?” Craig asked. “To your liking?”
“This car machine is very nice,” Cleo said. “Please may we see all of your fanciest ones? Fancy enough for sneaky rich people? We have a big house now.”
I snorted with laughter at the bemused expression on the salesman’s face as I stepped out of the car. The cat-girl’s unwavering confidence was equal parts endearing and hilarious.
We followed Craig around as he showed us every model on the shop floor, and my head began to spin with the amount of choices I was being presented with. I sat in so many seats that I forgot what shitty cars even felt like. The girls were blown away by every model, and I was struggling to pick out a favorite.
“This has been awesome,” I said to Craig. “I’m going to be viewing some other places with my buddy, but I really appreciate it.”
“Happy to help,” the salesman said as he passed me his card. “I hope we see you again, sir. Good day, ladies.”
He gave us a cheery nod before he strode off and left my head spinning with engine sizes, prices, and a horde of other car facts that I didn’t fully understand.
“I like the blue one,” Cleo said the moment we were outside. “It was fancy and shiny.”
“The blue one,” I chuckled. “I think that was called the Boxster S.”
“It had an inside outside roof,” Cleo said. “Very important.”
“They are all incredible,” Kali giggled. “How are you supposed to choose?”
“Beats me,” I said. “Elijah is going to help me pull the trigger with this one.”
“Pull the trigger?” Cleo asked with a frown. “I do not think you should shoot the fancy man. He will probably let you have the car if you pay him.”
“It’s an Earth expression,” I chuckled. “Don’t worry, I only shoot High Society fuckers and bald assholes with a death wish.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to see a message from Elijah. I assumed it was about the statues, but my heart stopped when I read it.
Dude. DUDE. Dad just found ANOTHER buyer for the rest of your stuff. Like, fucking all of it. Get ready. Two and a half million is about to look like loose change. Because it is now. He’s all in for 4.5 million. Wake up, bro, YOU’RE RICH! EVEN MORE FUCKING RICH THAN BEFORE!
I stared at the words as I felt lightheaded. It was starting to sink in just how much was going to be in my account. I was going to have to start dreaming bigger than renting apartments.
The entire world was mine for the taking.
Chapter 14
The entire trip back home was a blur. We took a cab with all our shopping bags, and the girls were flushed with happiness as they rifled through their purchases. Elijah hadn’t sent any follow-up details about the incoming money, but I wasn’t sure I could handle any more good news or my head was going to explode.
I was still getting used to being able to afford multiple taxis in a week.
It was getting dark by the time we pulled up to my building, and I helped the girls climb out of the car. Their arms were laden with bags filled with every piece of jewelry and clothing their hearts had desired. I loved being able to provide them with a lifestyle they had never experienced before. It was a new world for all of us.
“I cannot believe how rich Liam is,” Kali giggled as she spun around with her bags. “Sooo many gifts! I am like a duchess of the human realm.”
“Outlaw royalty!” Cleo sang as she hurried up the steps. “We are queens who have been treated by our king.”
“Get used to it,” I chuckled. “It’s only going to get more amazing from here.”
We made our way upstairs and piled into the dingy apartment to dump our bags. I was looking forward to wearing clothes that hadn’t been in my closet for years on end, and I couldn’t wait to have everything moved over to the new place.
“Let’s order dinner,” I said as I collapsed on the sofa, and the girls jumped on either side of me.
Cleo snuggled up close, and Kali let her sculpted legs rest against mine. Even the slightest touch of the nymph sent a little jolt of electricity through me, and I tried not to let my eyes wander over her exposed cleavage too much.
I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the takeout app as my stomach rumbled.
“Pizza?” Cleo asked as she peered at the screen.
“How about we try something else?” I chuckled. “There are other kinds of takeout that you haven’t tried. Let’s go for some Indian food.”
I passed the cat-girl the phone, and she studied the menu pictures carefully as she added random things to the basket. Kali did the same before we ordered enough food to feed ten people.
We watched some gruesome detective show as we waited, and Cleo purred happily every time they uncovered another murdered corpse. Kali hid behind a cushion during the tense moments and squealed with fright when the buzzer rang.
“It’s just the food,” I chuckled as I got to my feet. “Let’s see how this compares to beloved pizza in your eyes.”
A teenage girl raced up the stairwell with bulging bags of food. I thanked her before I took it back into the living room, and the glorious scents of spices wafted through the air. We set out the portions along with some plates, and the girls’ faces lit up as they tried a range of curries and rice.
“The hot one is so nice!” Kali gasped as she nibbled chicken madras. “Mmm! Have you tried this?”
The nymph offered her fork out, and Cleo took a bite of the meat before her eyes widened.
“No,” the cat-girl said as she fanned her mouth. “No. Why is the meat trying to light a fire in my face?”
I snorted as I handed her some water, and Cleo downed half the bottle at once.
“Not a fan of spicy food,” I said. “Noted. Kali is our hot food queen.”
The nymph’s smile suddenly fell as she tore off some naan bread, and her blue eyes watered as she took a tiny bite.
“Hey,” I said gently. “What’s wrong? Did the spice creep up on you?”
“It’s not that,” Kali said. “I just don’t understand how all the takeout people can cook so well, and I ruin everything I try to make.”
“They don’t cook this stuff,” I assured her. “The delivery drivers just take it from the chef to our doors.”
“Oh.” Kali frowned. “Still, I wish I knew how to make something tasty. I want to cook you a delicious meal to thank you for everything, but I just can’t.”
Her shoulders slumped as she tore her naan into tiny pieces on her plate, and I put a hand on her arm.
“You can get better,” I said firmly. “If you really want to be good at cooking, then we’ll get you there.”
“Really?” Kali sniffed. “How?”
“We have the internet,” I said. “That means we can learn anything we want to. Tomorrow we can go grocery shopping and pick out whatever we need. We’ll come home and learn together.”
“Do you mean it?” Kali stared up at me adoringly. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know it’s silly.”
“No it’s not,” I said. “It’s something you care about, so it matters to me. You matter to me.”
Kali put her plate down and flung her arms around me in a tight hug. She dried her eyes as she sat back quickly, and she happily finished her food.
We watched the crime show as we finished up our meal, and the nymph’s eyes started to close.
“Come on,” Cleo whispered to me. “Let’s let her sleep.”
The cat-girl got to her feet and stretched her long limbs out. I watched her back arch as she pushed her chest out, and I was suddenly not tired at all as I drank in the sight of her body.
“It’s been an exciting day,” I said as I got to my feet. “I feel pretty hyped-up from it all…”
“Me, too,” Cleo sighed. “This life is such a wonderful dream. I think we should celebrate our outlaw royalty status.”
She spun around and walked into the bedroom as she swayed her hips tantalizingly. I raced after her and scooped her up by the waist as she giggled. Then the door swung shut behind us, and I carried my cat-girl lover over to the bed. I placed her down on the mattress like the queen she wanted so badly to be, and she looked up at me with her golden eyes blazing.
“You have given me the most amazing life,” she whispered. “Let me thank you with my body.”
“Oh, fuck yeah,” I said as she started to pull off her top.
Her perfect tits were freed from the black fabric, and I fell down onto the bed and pulled her close. I massaged the soft flesh of her full breasts as she pressed up against me in a passionate kiss. Our tongues curved around each other as we hurriedly peeled our clothes off, and nothing in the world mattered other than having her warm skin against mine.
Once Cleo was naked, I kissed her neck and pushed her onto her back.
“I’m going to make you cum so hard,” I said as I laid between her legs.
The cat-girl bit her lip as I kissed the tender spots of her inner thighs and worked my way up to her mound. I could see how glistening wet she already was for me, and I felt high with lust as I gently licked her slit.
“Ohhh,” she moaned softly. “Yes, Liam. I love it when you use your tongue to make me feel tingly.”
Her juices flowed as I pleasured her with my mouth, and I ran a gentle thumb over her sweet spot to really drive her over the edge. Cleo gasped as my tongue danced around her soaked pussy, and her hands gripped my head as she writhed with pleasure.
“Yes,” the cat-girl purred. “Oh, yes. Liam!”
She cried out as her body shuddered, and her sweet juices flowed from her tunnel as she came. I looked up to see her golden eyes were wide as she caught her breath. Her tanned skin was flushed, and her tiny fangs were on display as she smiled at me.
“Wow,” Cleo panted. “My outlaw king is so good at making me cum…”
“My queen.” I grinned. “How shall I fuck my beautiful kitty?”
“Mmm,” Cleo purred as she sat up. “Maybe I can sit on you, so your cock goes very deep inside? I want to be filled up. I need it!”
She gazed at me hungrily as I moved to sit against the headboard, and I pulled the cat-girl with me. Cleo straddled me as she leaned in and kissed me while her hand roamed down my chest. My rock hard cock was waiting for her touch, and she teasingly took her time to move her fingers down my stomach.
She slid her tongue into my mouth right as she wrapped her soft hand around my shaft. A bolt of intense pleasure shot through me at her touch, and I moaned as I pinched her nipples.
“Mmm,” Cleo groaned as she moved her hand up and down my cock. “You feel so huge, Liam. Pleeeease, fuck me…”
I didn’t want her to stop touching me, but I needed to be inside her glorious pussy before my head exploded.
“Turn around,” I growled as I gave her breasts a squeeze.
“Around?” Cleo asked. “But this is how I sit on you.”
“There are lots of ways for me to fuck you,” I chuckled. “This will feel good, trust me.”
The cat-girl slowly slid her hand off my cock as she spun around to give me a view of her firm ass. Her back curved so perfectly above her sleek tail, and I took a moment to appreciate the art of her body. Then I gripped her slim hips as I guided her soaked slit over my aching cock.
Cleo purred as she rubbed her juices around the head of my erection, and I groaned at her teasing movements.
“Fuck,” I hissed. “You naughty kitty. I am going to fuck you so hard and fill you up with cum.”
“Pleeeease, Liam!” Cleo cried.
I slowly lowered her down so her tight tunnel slid onto my thick rod. Colors exploded around me at the sensation while I brought her right down to the base of my cock. Cleo gasped as I held her down, and I enjoyed the blissful feeling of her clenching around my shaft.
