Motherfucker gives me the creeps.
He’s leaning back against the wall in the corner with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes on Demi. His inky black hair falls over his forehead and he drags his bottom lip through his teeth, probably imagining all the fucked up shit he wants to do to her. He won’t touch her – he barely even talks to the girl he claims to hate so much – but that doesn’t change the fact he’s fucking obsessed with her.
Logan follows Demi while she walks for the kitchen and Zane slides his creepy eyes to mine, winking at me before he pushes himself off the wall and turns to leave.
“Fuckin’ weirdo.”
Levi laughs at me and takes the joint from my mouth, side eyeing me while I drop my head in my hands to ease my sudden headache. My eyes hit the ink on my left wrist and I grind my teeth, unable to stop the way my mind drifts back to her and what she did to me today – what she’s been doing for months, according to Derek.
Forever, my ass.
Lying bitch.
“Wren..”
“I miss my mom, Lev,” I throw it out there, ignoring the tears filling my eyes while I think back to the only reason I wanted my girl today in the first place. “I just wanna forget, you know?”
“I know, man,” he says quietly, taking the ice pack from my hand to toss it down on the coffee table. “You wanna go home?”
“You wanna suck my d–”
He slaps a hand over my mouth and shoves me back against the couch, leaning over me to get in my face. “Stop sayin’ that.”
“Make me,” I mumble, purposely riling him up because I’m an asshole and it pleases me.
Distracts me.
That’s what I want.
A fucking distraction.
His eyes darken with something I can’t place and he moves his hand down to my jaw, dropping his eyes to my mouth while he slides his thumb over my bottom lip. “You want your dick sucked?”
I frown at him, confused as to why he’s touching me like this, but I don’t call him out on it. We’re both drunk as fuck and I’m almost positive I’m seeing things that aren’t there, so instead I steal the joint from his hand and take a hit, keeping my eyes on his while I blow my smoke in his face.
“Yeah.”
He licks his lips and I hold my breath, silently waiting for whatever he’ll do next. Long seconds pass and I swear to god he’s about to kiss me, but then he closes his eyes and shakes his head at himself, working his jaw while he pulls away from me. Something that feels an awful lot like disappointment courses through me but I shake that shit off, pulling my brows in when he snatches the vodka from the coffee table to swallow a shot, then another two.
The fuck’s his problem?
“Lev..”
“Pick one.”
“What?”
“Pick one,” he repeats, flicking his wrist at the group of hot girls shaking their asses a few feet away from us.
I frown some more, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out where he’s going with this.
He wants to share.
My dick jerks at the thought and I look away from him, mindlessly sliding my eyes over the crowd to do as I’m told. “Why just one?”
“Because I said so.”
I raise a brow and he smirks, leaning back in his seat while he waits for me to make my choice. I don’t fuckin’ care who it is, so I connect eyes with the first girl I see and tip my chin at her.
“That one.”
He mutters something I don’t catch and crooks a finger at her, necking yet another shot while she steps away from her friends to walk over to us.
“Hi,” she says, immediately dropping her ass down on my lap to wrap her arm around my neck.
“You’re brave.”
“You’re wasted,” she fires back, smirking when I nod because yeah, she’s right about that. “Where’re your hot brothers tonight, Wren?” she asks, proving she knows exactly who we are without having to be told.
“Hawaii.”
“How come you’re not with them?”
“Because I’m an idiot.”
She laughs like I’m joking, looking at Levi while she scrapes her pointy nails over my scalp. “You’re Zane’s cousin. Levi, right?”
He stares at her face and I pass him his joint, hiding a grin when I realize what he’s thinking.
The fucker loves gold diggers almost as much as he loves his mother.
He continues to say nothing so I knock his elbow with mine, hitting him with a look that says be nice, asshole. He rolls his eyes and takes a hit, slowly looking her up and down while he blows his smoke out to the side.
“Yep.”
She grins like he told her she’s pretty and bites her lip, leaning over him to help herself to his drink. “You boys wanna go upstairs?”
Something’s fuckin’ wrong with me.
I’ve got a smokin’ hot girl kneeling between my legs with her hands on my thighs and my dick in her mouth, and yet for some reason my dumb ass seems to be more interested in him and what he’s doing. He’s leaning back against the headboard beside me with a lit joint in one hand and his cock in the other, slowly getting himself off while he watches her suck my dick. That should not be hot, but fuck if I can stop the way my eyes drop to follow the movement.
Why is that so hot?
Just as I think it, he catches me looking and licks his lips, still pulling on his cock. “You want this?”
“W–What?”
He lifts the joint between us and I take it, shoving his head away when he laughs at me. He sits back and shifts his hips a little bit, looking at the girl between my legs when she moans on my cock like it’s got a direct line to her clit or some shit, fake as fuck.
Freya does that.
Maybe that’s why this chick does nothing for me.
Or maybe I’m just an asshole.
Who fucking cares?
I laugh to myself and Levi tips my chin up with his finger, moving closer until his face is barely an inch from mine. “You want me to help her?”
My eyes widen and I swallow, staring at him in disbelief because fuck, is he trying to fuck with me or am I just seeing things?
He takes my silence as a yes and moves to kneel on the bed beside her, looking at me while he leans over to whisper something in her ear.
What the fuck is he..?
Just then, she opens her mouth as wide as she can and chokes on my cock, making me jolt. “Fuck.”
He holds me down with one hand on my thigh and tangles his fingers in her hair, watching me for my reaction while he pushes her head up and down on my lap.
“You like that?” he asks, laughing lightly when she nods the best she can, but he’s not talking to her. “Fuck her mouth.”
“Jesus, Lev,” I whisper, dropping my head back on the headboard.
He smirks and I smoke the last of his joint, running my hand through her hair to do as I’m told. She gags when I hit the back of her throat and I groan, keeping my eyes on his while she swallows me whole. I’m ready to come and it seems he knows it, because as soon as my thighs clench and my hips buck, he shakes his head and pulls her mouth off my cock, denying me.
“Fuck,” I rasp, struggling to pull air into my lungs.
He turns her to face him and dips his head to kiss her, taking her face with both hands while he teases her tongue with his.
Can he taste me on her?
“You want my mouth, Lev?” She asks, pulling me from my thoughts.
I glare at the side of her face and he cocks his head, sitting back on his heels to look her up and down.
Why that pisses me off, no fucking clue.
“Don’t call him that.”
She blinks in confusion and he rolls his lips, curling his fingers beneath the hem of her dress to pull it up and over her head. He tips his chin at me so I sit forward, outing my roach in the ashtray before I move to get behind her. We sandwich her between us and she looks from him to me, still confused.
“Why can’t I call h
im that?”
“Because I said so,” I tease, taking her arms to fold them behind her back. “What’s your name?”
She raises a brow at that, tipping her head back on my shoulder. “Do you care?”
“Not even a little bit,” I whisper, leaning over her to take her mouth with mine.
She moans and Levi laughs at me, moving in to kiss her neck on the other side. “And you call me an asshole.”
“You are an asshole.”
“If you say so.”
I grin and slide my good hand over her stomach, ignoring the way his hard body feels against my knuckles while I pull her thong to the side. I tease her clit with my middle finger and she writhes between us, rubbing her tits on his chest and her ass on my dick. Done playing with her, I move back a little bit and bend her over in front of me, keeping her arms locked behind her back while he takes her jaw to keep her head up.
“Open.”
She does as she’s told and he runs the tip of his cock over her tongue, looking at me from beneath his lashes while he slides it into her mouth. I push a single finger inside her soaked pussy and she moans, rolling her ass on my jeans to demand more. I twist my hand to add a second one and she starts to shake, eagerly fucking my hand while he fucks her mouth pace for pace.
“Make her come,” he tells me, threading his hand through her hair to keep her still. “I wanna feel it.”
I give him what he wants and crook my fingers inside her, teasing her clit with my thumb to set her off. It works and she screams around his cock, squeezing my fingers while she falls apart between us. He pulls out and she face plants the sheet, breathing hard while she comes down from her orgasm. I release her arms and fall back against the headboard, leaning over to grab the vodka from the nightstand.
“You got any condoms on you?” I ask Levi, frowning when I catch the tick in his jaw. “Lev?”
He shakes his head and moves to check the drawer, pulling out a single foil wrapper along with a black sleep mask. My brows dip and he smirks to himself, running a thumb over the fabric while he looks at the girl over his shoulder.
He wouldn’t..
It seems he would, though, because he tosses me the condom and picks her up by her waist, setting her down on my lap with her legs spread out either side of me. She leans back on my chest and reaches up to run a hand through my hair, frowning when she realizes what he’s holding.
“What are you doing?”
“Do you trust us?” he asks, leaning over to pull the sleep mask over her eyes.
“Not really.”
“Clever girl,” he teases, dropping his eyes to my mouth while I rip the condom open with my teeth.
I slide it on over my cock and he takes the vodka from my hand, setting it down on the side before he moves to kneel between my legs. He pulls her thong down to her ankles and spreads her thighs out further, staring at me with something that looks a lot like hunger while I slide my cock inside her ridiculously tight pussy.
“Fuck,” I whisper, dropping my mouth to her neck.
She moans and I take her waist with both hands, doing my best to concentrate on her and how good she feels, but it doesn’t fucking work. My eyes lift without permission and I bite back a groan, staring at his hand while he sits back on his heels to pull on his cock. He watches me fuck her and I swear to god he looks mad about it, but then he scoots back a bit and dips his head to lick her clit.
“Fuck,” she squeals, distracting me. “Shit, Levi, that feels so fucking g–”
“Shh,” he cuts her off, lightly smacking her inner thigh. “I’m tryna concentrate here.”
I laugh and she pulls my hair, shaking like a fucking leaf while he teases her clit with his tongue. She moans over and over again and he looks at me, slowly moving his mouth down to her entrance. The tip of his tongue touches the base of my cock and I drop my head back against the wood, squeezing her waist a little harder. At first I think it’s an accident, but then he does it again and I groan before I can stop it, looking down to glare at the fucker because what the actual fuck is he doing? He grins and I open my mouth to tell him to fuck right off, but nothing comes out.
“You want more?”
“Yes,” she pleads. “Fuck, yes.”
He stares at me and I nod once, closing my eyes to hide the emotions creeping up to the surface. I have no fucking clue what’s happening right now, but luckily for me, he doesn’t give me the chance to think on it. He licks my cock for real this time and my hips buck beneath her, but then he pinches my inner thigh and I jolt, opening my eyes to look at him.
“Eyes on me,” he mouths, gently sliding his thumb over the spot to rub it better.
I dig my fingers into her hips and do as I’m told, watching him watch me while he dips his head to lick me again. She continues to moan and scream like he’s killing her so I cover her mouth with my hand, clipping the side of his head when he laughs at me. He sits up to move closer and leans over us both, propping himself up with one elbow beside my head. My breathing picks up and I stare at him, enjoying the undeniable heat in his eyes while he scissors his fingers over my cock. Her pussy squeezes the fuck out of my dick while she comes again and he dips his head until his nose brushes mine, so close I can fucking taste him.
“Keep lookin’ at me,” he whispers, speaking over my lips. “Come for me, Wren.”
“Fuck,” I moan, stupidly tangling my fingers in his hair to hold him down on me. “Fuck, Lev.”
His eyes darken to black and my mouth parts, my heart pulsing in my ears while I come harder than I ever have done. He groans and drops his forehead on mine, taking his cock in his hand to cover her hips with his own release. The three of us stay quiet a minute while we attempt to calm the fuck down and I run my hand over the back of his neck, enjoying the way he shivers against me, but then she pulls the sleep mask from her eyes and I panic, shoving him off me to push him down on his back beside us.
“Fuck me, that was hot,” she rasps, lifting her head to get a look at the cum on her body. “Nice.”
Levi snorts and tucks his cock back into his jeans, tipping his chin at the door on the left wall next to the closet. “Bathroom’s there.”
She climbs off me to go clean herself up and I tie the condom, refusing to look at him while I toss it into the trash can beside the bed. I zip my jeans and grab the vodka to uncap it, quickly swallowing a couple shots before I lean back against the headboard to pass it to him. He says nothing so I risk a glance at him, locking my jaw when I catch the amusement there.
“Shut the fuck up.”
He smirks and I shove his head away, looking left when the girl walks out and kneels up on the bed like she’s fixing to sleep over or some shit. I slowly shake my head no and she freezes, frowning at me.
“What?”
“You can go now.”
She scoffs and rolls her eyes, snatching her dress off the floor to throw it on over her head. “Assholes.”
We both laugh and she bends over to grab her heels, flipping us off over her shoulder while she walks for the door just to slam it behind her. Silence follows and I chew my lip, hesitating for what feels like an eternity before I roll my head to look at Levi. His eyes soften when he catches the struggle in mine and he sighs, but just as he opens his mouth to say something, we hear a shout for help and something hard hits the wall from the other side. He frowns and I pull my head back, looking that way when I hear it again.
“The fuck?”
He moves to stand and I follow him out into the hall, rolling my eyes when I spot his psycho cousin pinning that Donovan guy to the wall with his fucking knife pressed up against his throat. Zane does a double take at us and raises a brow, probably wondering why we’re both shirtless in the same room together, but then Donovan turns his head our way and opens his mouth to beg for help, slitting his own throat as he does it.
Oh, fuck.
Blood shoots from his neck and he chokes on it, staring right at me with his mouth hanging open while the lif
e fades from his dark brown eyes. Zane lifts his hands in mock surrender and Levi snatches my wrist, quickly pulling me back to his side while Donovan’s body drops to the floor like a sack of bricks at my feet. My mouth parts and I blink a couple times, attempting to wake myself up from this fucked up nightmare because fuck.
Did that really just happen?
Zane looks from the dead guy to his knife and back again, frowning at him for a solid minute, and then the fucker laughs. Fucking bursts out laughing like it’s the funniest shit he’s ever seen.
“What the fuck, Zane?!” Levi shouts, only just releasing his grip on me to lift his hands to his head. “What the actual fuck did you just do?!”
“Why are you yelling at me?” he asks, looking genuinely confused by his outburst.
“Have you lost your fuckin’ mind?” he snaps, throwing his hands out in annoyance when Zane cocks his head like it’s something he needs to think about. “You just killed someone, you stupid psycho!”
“He touched my girl.”
“And?”
“The fuck you mean and?” he fires back, pointing at Donovan to emphasise his point. “He touched my girl. That’s not allowed.”
“Goddamnit, Zane,” Levi mutters, angrily ripping his hands through his hair while he paces the hall. “You’re gonna go to jail for this, man.”
“Fuck that,” he scrunches his nose, pulling his phone out from the pocket of his jeans. “I don’t wanna go to jail.”
“No one wants to go to jail, idiot.”
He shrugs and I run a hand over my mouth, pulling it away just as quick when I feel something on my face, and it’s only now I realize we’re all covered in blood.
Fuck, I think I’m gonna puke.
“You alright, Wren?”
I nod despite the fact I’m a lying fucker and swallow the acid creeping up my throat, looking at Zane when I spot him tapping away on his phone without a care in the world. “What are you doing?”
“Playin’ Candy Crush,” he jokes, tipping his chin at me. “Catch.”
“Wren, no– fuck!”
I wince and look down at the knife in my hand, lifting my head when I realize he’s just taken a picture of me holding it.
With Levi standing next to me.
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