Page 11 of The Aftermath

“Bianca? You could actually see me settling with her?” Levi asks, his tone isn’t so friendly now.

“She seems to like you,” Ry adds.

“She likes anything with a cock, Ry! In fact, the three of us have already had a piece of that, and honestly, I don’t think it’s worth going back for seconds,” he laughs, causing us to join in.

“You’re not wrong there,” I tell him. I turn my head to see the girls coming out of the house, smiling as they make their way to the car. Tamsyn looks annoyed as hell to be wearing a dress and heels where Angel looks like her fucking name. An angel. The two of them couldn’t be any more opposite, and how they became best friends is beyond me.

I shove the back door open for Tamsyn and then move to the other for Angel. They both climb in with me in the middle.

“Why are you in the middle?” Tamsyn snaps.

“In case I need to finger fuck you both on the way there. You look a little tense, Tamsyn.” I hear the growl that leaves Ry, and I don’t care.

“You know how much I hate this shit,” she says, tugging at the white dress she’s wearing. Fucking white. That’s what the princesses have to wear.

“I know, but I’m sure it’ll be fun when Ry rips it off,” I tell her. She smiles at the thought. Ry looks over his shoulder at her and nods his head.

“Yeah. I’ll be shredding that shit later.” Tamsyn’s cheeks heat as I turn to look at Angel. There are marks around her neck from the rope, and I groan as it makes my cock hard. I reach down and rub that fucker as I look at the colored splotches on her flesh.

“My mom is having a fit,” she tells me. Now, I drag my eyes to meet hers.

“About what?”

“The marks, Silas.”

“And? I don’t give a fuck what your mom says, Angel.”

“She’s pissed,” she adds.

“And I’m a fucking King! I can do what the fuck I want to you,” I roar, reminding her that her mom means nothing to me. Angel huffs and turns to look out the window as my eyes go back to the marks. I reach my hand up and run my fingers gently along the lines. I see her take a shaky breath, and I love it.

“Tell your mom next time she has a problem with the way I mark you; she can come to me,” I tell her. She turns her head to look at me, and I can see the uncertainty in her eyes.

“And what will you do?”

“Tie her to the bed and make her watch me eat her daughter’s pussy until she squirts all over my chin. Speaking of, I plan on doing that to you tonight.”

“Jesus,” Tamsyn hisses next to me. I don’t need to look to know my words turned her on, too. Rylan will take care of that later, though.

“The Kings will all be there,” Angel reminds me as if I give a shit. I don’t.

“You think that would stop me?” I ask her, narrowing my eyes at her. She shakes her head slowly as I bring my fingers to her painted-red lips and force them into her mouth. “I should make you suck my cock right here in front of everyone for thinking I’d care.” Her tongue works magic on my fingers, and all I can think about is shoving my cock down her throat. What the hell is stopping me? I pull my fingers from her mouth and reach for my dress pants, pulling my cock free. Then, I shift in my seat so she has room to reach it. When she doesn’t move, I grab the back of her hair and force her head down.

Her lips part, and she takes me into her mouth. I groan at the feel of her wrapped around my cock as she begins to suck.

“Come on, Angel. We don’t have much time. You better make me come before we get there,” I tell her. She begins to bob her head, taking me deeper into her throat, and my eyes roll back. Fuck, this girl is good at this.

I keep my hand resting on the back of her head while she takes me deeper into her throat. Then, I push her head down, and she panics. She can’t breathe. She’s choking on my cock. I can’t take it anymore. I come down her throat even as she chokes on it. She can’t swallow, not with my cock this far back. My cock twitches inside of her mouth as she panics and scratches at my thigh. I release her head, and she quickly sits up, gagging and trying to breathe. She doesn’t know if she should swallow or try to keep it in.

She coughs, and splatters of cum shoot out of her mouth, rolling down her chin. I reach over and run my fingers through it, shoving it back into her mouth.

“We don’t want to waste any,” I tell her. Her eyes are wide as she watches me, tears clinging to her lashes. I press down on her tongue, and she knows what I want. She sucks my fingers clean before I slip them back out of her mouth. I reach down and tuck my cock back into my pants as we pull up at the mansion where the party is being held. Ry passes a rag over the seat to me, and I take it, cleaning Angel’s face off. I can’t have her going into a Kings’ party with cum dripping down her chin.

Levi pulls to a stop, and a valet waits to take the car as we climb out and head for the door. All of our dads are here to greet us, as well as Tamsyn’s stepdad. I see her cringe when she looks at him and quickly moves to the other side of Ry. He notices, too, but doesn’t say anything; he just gives Brady a deadly grin.

We walk inside and the girls are laughing together. I glance around, and I already hate it. The girls take off, and the three of us head for the drinks. I grab one off the table and bring it quickly to my lips, taking it down.

“That bad?” Ry asks with a laugh.

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