Page 34 of Tainted Essence

I cross my arms over my chest and smack my lips. “You’ve come in here like six times, how the hell would you know that?”

She comes closer leaving a few inches of space between us. “She doesn’t like me watching her train but this place has cameras everywhere.” I gulp and tense, a cocky smirk touches the corner of her mouth. “So, have you been screwing her since you followed her into the locker room or…”

Fuck!

I grip the back of my neck and cringe at the knowing look in her eyes. “Honestly, I don’t know what we are doing. We’re glued to each other's sides for the foreseeable future. She doesn’t speak to me unless it’s to do with training or?—”

“Yeah, that’s enough details.” I nod eagerly to end this conversation. “Let’s be clear about a few things. I watch every training on the cameras daily. She is mine and Gage’s world. You hurt our world and we’ll blow yours apart. Look after her.” She turns on her heel, leaving me standing here gaping at her until she stops and looks back at me. “She needs to stop dropping her left arm when she strikes, it’s a tell. She also needs to work on her arm bar, her grip isn’t strong enough.” I stand here with my eyes, mouth hanging open and nod like an idiot. “Before her fight with Tiana she isn’t going to fight Kiara to prove to her father she is ready, she is going to fight me.” My jaw is practically hitting the fucking floor at her declaration. I don’t know how much time has passed when Destiny comes to stand before me with a weird look on her face.

“Close your mouth, you look like a dead dog.” I shake my head and snap my mouth closed, sending her a filthy look as I brush past her.

“No more slacking or Sundays off,” I call out as I make my way toward the exit with her racing after me.

“Why?”

“Your mother just told me the fight with your aunt is out.”

“She can’t do that?—”

“She can and she did.”

“No, I am going to fight?—”

“Oh, you are going to fight before the match with Tiana, but it isn’t against your aunt.”

She grabs my arm and pulls me to a stop, I blow out a frustrated breath as I turn to face her. “Who am I going to fight?” The happiness in her tone is clear.

“Your mother.” Her face slackens and her mouth parts on a gasp, she looks like she’s seen a ghost. “Close your mouth before I shove my cock in it.” Her shock is quickly replaced by a heated look as she stares up at me, she takes a step forward and I take one back shaking my head.

“Scared?” she teases.

“Fuck no. But I also don’t like the idea of your mother watching me fuck you on the cameras since she watches every one of your trainings.” I could fist bump the air right now, I’ve managed to stun her silent twice in the span in five minutes and fuck it’s a glorious feeling.

I dip my finger into the sauce I have simmering on the stove and nearly groan at the taste. Mom taught me, Xan and Knox all how to cook. She said she refused to let the three of us go off into the world without being able to fend for ourselves. Destiny comes bounding into the kitchen, peering around my shoulder to get a look at what I’m cooking.

“That smells so good,” she moans. I can smell her shampoo and inhale again, cementing that scent to memory. When we got home, she was punished and forced to suck my cock like a good girl but I had to punish her again because the greedy bitch swallowed my cum without sharing a drop, so I fucked her against the front door and then ate that perfect cunt until she gave me what I wanted. She gripped me by my hair and yanked my head back, kissing me until I shared what we both wanted. I’ve never met a girl who was into cum swapping before and fuck me it is a huge turn on that she is just as into it as I am. She promised to let me try sucking it out of her ass tonight.

“Your salad is in the fridge,” I say as I gently push back against her so she shifts out of my way as I pour the sauce over the pasta. I look over at her and she is practically salivating at the sight of my pasta. “Get your greedy eyes off my prize.”

“Just a little taste, please,” she whines. I shake my head and turn around to rinse the pan. At the sound of a moan behind me, I spin around and glare at the thieving devil.

“Hey! Get out of it,” I scold as I shoulder her out of the way and rescue my pasta. Her eyes are shining with need but not for me, for the fucking pasta I have clutched in my hands. “You look like a rabid dog.”

“I don’t care. I need that pasta, hand it over, Tay Tay.”

“You are out of your fucking mind, this baby is mine.” I spin away from her, making my way to the sofa when her words have me freezing on the spot.

“I’ll suck the sauce off your dick,” She says in a sultry tone. This is the most we have spoken outside of training and fucking, granted she is offering to suck my dick over dinner. “The carbs are in the pasta, I just want the sauce,” she adds on.

Be strong, say no!

“Fuck, your cock would taste so good with that sauce…”

I’m weak!

I turn to face her. Balancing the bowl in one hand, I push my shorts down with the other, her eyes shine with triumph as they keep darting between my plate and my hardening cock.

“If I let you suck my cock and have the sauce, I still get that ass though, right?” The corner of her mouth tilts into a smile as she lazily makes her way toward me.

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