Page 221 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

All three of us were screwed.

The pleasure we got from the academy students wasn’t a lot, but it had always been enough to take the edge off. It distracted us from the wanting we felt from one another.

Recently something had changed.

The willing students weren’t a distraction anymore. Touching other people was a chore.

I trailed my hands over the bodies worshipping me.

My fingers tangled in short hair, then explored a jaw covered in stubble. I was startled because a man was on his knees before me, and I hadn’t even noticed.

I should have been horrified.

A decade ago, when we’d realized we were missing our fourth, we’d made a pact to never touch another man. Only women. It had felt too much like I was cheating on my mates.

Now I felt nothing.

No guilt.

No disgust.

Just emptiness.

All three of us were bisexual, so we’d never found much of a difference between men and women. It was the fact that only devil males wielded flames that made us choose women over men.

Now I saw that our logic was flawed.

It didn’t matter what they were.

The students were all just pathetic substitutes.

They weren’t what I wanted.

I zipped up my pants and pushed the man off me roughly. His body slammed against the floor, and he moaned in pain.

I smiled.

A glimmer of enjoyment shuddered through me. It disappeared just as quickly as it arrived.

I dragged my nails against the back of my neck, and the pinpricks of pain helped me focus.

The floor shook beneath my feet, and vibrations pulsed all around. Students and competitors breathed heavily as they danced. Moaned as they fucked. Screamed along with the lyrics.

I missed the quiet.

Leaning against the chair, I put my hand on Corvus’s warm shoulder and rested my head against the wall.

My mate sighed with relief at my touch.

We both knew my fingers kneading his muscles was the most pleasure he’d feel tonight.

“I can’t do this,” Orion whispered, and there was a squelching noise as he pulled himself out of a woman and pushed her away.

She swore and yelped.

I smiled.

Orion walked over and leaned his broad back against my chest. I slung an arm over my Revered’s strong shoulder and kept my other hand massaging Corvus.

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