Page 25 of Mayhem

Anger coursed through me like I had never felt before. He hurt her, and now I want to hurt him. She looks so sad. I need her smile back.

I move my hand away from her face and slowly wrap it around her shoulders, pulling her close to my side.Perfect.I smile down at her and lead her over to Midas and Zeus. They are where I left them earlier. Midas scowls as we approach. Zeus’s mask of indifference cracks a little when he sees Serena.He knows he fucked up when he called her a club bunny, and he has been kicking himself about it since. I have never seen him so hard on himself before.

I feel her lightly tense under me, but I don’t stop. I drag her the last few feet to our table and sit in my chair. There aren’t any other chairs up here. We never let anyone sit with us. Kings don’t entertain peasants, peasants entertain us. Or at least, that’s what our dads say.

I grab Serena around her waist and yank her down onto my lap. Having her here feels right like we are finally complete.

She looks around the table at the other two. Midas looks irritated that she is in my lap. His jaw is tense, and I can practically hear him grinding his teeth from across the table. Zeus doesn’t know what to think. That’s my guess, at least. He looks so happy now that she is here but angry that she isn’t sitting with him.

I wave a server over and order more drinks for everyone. The waitress -some random club bunny looking for a way in with one of us- bats her lashes and tries to flirt, but I ignore her, holding on to my new obsession a little tighter. She feels good in my arms. It feels right. I give the server my signaturefuck offlook, and she scampers away. The boys are talking about something, but I stay focused on Serena. She smells sweet, like vanilla and mango. My mouth waters at the thought of taking a big, juicy bite of her and marking her.

I feel myself start to harden in my pants, which means she can feel it. My growing erection jumps to attention against her ass, making her squirm. She is trying to move away, but I hold tighter. Without trying, she ends up rubbing her ass against me making me moan into her neck. She stiffens and holds still.

“Don’t stop, princess. Your ass feels so good against my cock.” I whisper into her ear.

A small moan leaves her lips, and it's the most delicious noise I have ever heard. I want to listen to it forever. I thrust my hips up into her again. She lets out a little giggle and rolls her eyes at me. A perfect smile was finally on her face again.

I smile back at her. I can’t help it when she is around. She makes me feel things I haven’t before. She is intoxicating and addicting. My pretty poison that I never want to stop taking turns back around just in time to see the last two people I want to see walking up to the table. Valerie and Melanie. Both sporting their predatory glances. They see their meal tickets and are willing to fight dirty if need be.

Valerie is wearing a short, skin-tight black dress cut low in the front. Her hair is in a sleek ponytail, and her makeup is caked on and dark. Melanie is practically wearing the same thing. I roll my eyes at them as they make their way toward us. Valerie has zeroed on to Midas and sashays her way over to him. She slowly lowers onto his lap, and I feel Serena tense again.Is she jealous?

“Baby, I have been looking everywhere for you.” Melanie coos from beside me. I didn’t even notice her walking over to me. She glares down at Serena in my arms. Serena doesn’t even bother looking at Melanie, which makes her even more angry.

“Fuck off, Mel. Not in the mood for you tonight.” I reply. She huffs out an annoyed sound but doesn’t move.

I glance back over to Midas and Valerie. She is in his lap. Her finger trailed lines over his chest. She whispers something in his ear, which makes him tense. He nods his head along with whatever she is saying. She giggles and keeps talking. Serena hasn’t taken her eyes off them. She looks like she is trying to figure out what Valerie is saying. She doesn’t have to guess for long because the witch turns her head and stares at Serena.

“You’re not needed anymore, sweetheart. The Kings finally have the girls theyactuallywant here now. Why don’t you run off and find someone else to bother.” Valerie smarmily says. Valerie turns back to Midas. “Some bitches just never learn when they aren’t wanted.”

Before I could tighten my grip on Serena, she stood up and threw her drink all over Valerie and Midas. Valerie shrieks and jumps out of Midas’s lap. Midas looks beyond pissed and covered in liquor, but I can see in his eyes that he is impressed. Serena storms away from our table, and before anyone can say anything, I race after her.I see her descend the stairs and storm through the warehouse.

I catch up to her on the dancefloor. She is looking for her friends. She doesn’t see them and walks outside. I follow and keep my distance. I watch and wait for the right moment.

After a few seconds, she looks up and notices me. She doesn’t say anything, and she doesn’t need to. I can see the desperation in her eyes to leave. I place my hand on her lower back and lead her to my bike. She stares at it like it will bite her. I hand her my helmet, and she reluctantly takes it. She places it on her head, and I help her tie it tightly. I don’t want my precious cargo to get hurt. I swing my leg over and straddle my bike. I hold my hand out for her again. She takes it and slowly straddles the back of my bike. I grab both her hands and wrap them around my stomach. She holds on tight as I start my motorcycle. The feel of her purring beneath is my favorite thing. Or it was.

I hit the gas, and we took off. A scream leaves her lips that makes me want to go faster. I want to keep hearing her scream. I want to listen to every type of scream she has -fear, pain, ecstasy. I need to devour them all.

It doesn’t take us too long to get back home. I pull my bike into the laneway. Her mom's car isn’t here, so she must be out. I help Serena off my bike and take the helmet off her.

I wrap my arm around her shoulders and walk her to her front door, hoping she will let me inside. We don’t say anything, but I can still see the jealousy and anger in her eyes from Valerie’s comments and actions. Maybe she feels something for us after all.

She unlocks the front door and heads inside. She doesn’t slam the door in my face, so I take it as an invitation to follow her inside. The house still looks the same as it always had. When Pops lived here, I spent so much time in this house. I know the layout well.

Serena kicks her shoes off and marches off to her room. I follow behind like a lost puppy. A happy lost puppy that is hopeful for pussy. I hear her shower turn on and see clothes flying. With a skip in my step, I rush into her room. Her dress, and panties lie in a pile on the floor, and the shower runs in the background. I stare down at her discarded panties on the floor, and a wicked idea pops into my head.

Quietly, I pick something up before leaving her house. I walk next door to my house and unlock the door. Dad isn’t home. He rarely is. He spends most of his time at the clubhouse. I don’t see mom so she is either out with her bootycall or in her room passed out. If it’s option two, it could be from the pills she takes or all the liquor she drinks. You never know with her. My biggest fear is to come home one day and find her dead on the floor.

Once I am inside my room, I get everything ready. I set my phone on my desk and point it towards my bed. I press play before I lie down on my bed and pull out her white lacy thong from my pants pocket. I take a sniff and groan in pure pleasure.

Her scent is so addicting. I need more. Crave more.

“Fuck Serena. You smell so fucking good, princess. God, I want you wrapped around my cock right now.” I say into the camera with a wicked grin.

I shimmy my pants down and toss them off my bed. I wrap her panties around my cock and begin stroking it. My erection is rock-hard in my hand. I don’t think I have ever been this hard before. Just having her panties around me is the best aphrodisiac. Moans and groans leave my mouth as I pick up pace.

"Fuck, baby, I wish it was you on my cock right now. Your tight pussy bouncing up and down. I bet you would feel so amazing.” Each word mixed with a moan that I can’t help letting out. God, this feels so fucking good. Her lacy panties are soft against my shaft. I wrap my hand around tighter, imagining it’s her tightness around me.

“If you were here, princess. I would make you feel things you have never felt before. I would make you cum harder than your ex ever could. I would treat you the way you deserve. I would kiss and touch every inch of your body, telling you how perfect you are. Then I would bend you over, smack your ass leaving behind a red handprint before I fuck you from behind. Pinning you beneath me, holding your hips so you can’t pull away. Fucking you until you scream out my name loud enough for the world to hear who owns you.” I look directly into the phone.

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