Page 15 of Homecoming: The Devil's Society

Tiny sniffles fill the room.

I don’t care if he is my dad, if he has made her sad, I will punch him in the fucking face.

Rain’s voice follows, “Thank you, sir—Nate, I mean. I’m sorry. But thank you.”

My dad smiles, pleased with himself.

“Now, I trust my son has explained everything to you?” He questions, side-eyeing me in the process. Which is completely unnecessary.

“Of course I fucking did.”

My little bat interrupts me, “E, be nice. But yes, he has told me. I understand what’s expected from this evening.”

Dad nods his head. “Excellent. Then all you need now are the masks.”

Rubbing his hands together, he walks behind his desk and opens the side drawer. Reaching in, he pulls out two identical black rabbit masks. “Pawn has plans to take her into the town center at nightfall. She is aware of what tonight is. She doesn’t think we know anything, therefore she is an unaware walking target.”

Rain rises and comes to stand next to me. My dad holds out our masks and we each grab one. The color of the masks also highlights the ranking: Elders wear gold, then the head of The Exodus—the Bishop—wears white.

I’d prefer staying a Disciple until I die, but eventually we will become Elders. But not a day in my life will I ever be a fucking Bishop. Someone else can have that responsibility.

“And if the Pawn has to go?” I ask.

My dad doesn’t miss a beat. “Then he goes.”

I grin—then he fucking goes.

“It’s still a few hours until nightfall. Go prepare. I’ll see you both later,” my dad dismisses us. As we walk toward the patio door, his voice fills the room once more, “Rain, you’ll do great. You both will.”

Rain smiles, looking back at him. “Thank you.”

Saying nothing, I reach for her hand, holding it in my free one. Pulling her with me, I lead us out.

Rain yawns. “I could use a nap before we get ready.”

Looking back at her, I say, “I’ll wake you when it’s time.”

My face is buried between her legs. Her sweet scent is making my mouth water as my tongue laps her dripping pussy. Laying on my stomach, I’ve placed both her legs over my shoulders, resting on my back while my hands hold on to her thighs. Rain went for a nap after my dad’s. To thank her for earlier, I’ll make her cum all over my face. A soft moan leaves her mouth. Her body shifts as I stop moving, waiting to find out if she’s woken up. The house is quiet, and her breathing is the only thing I hear as it remains heavy. Flicking her clit with my tongue, her hips buck slightly of their own accord. Bringing it between my lips, I suck hard on the most sensitive part of her body. Her pussy continues to drip down my chin as I lower one leg back to the mattress.

Patting my hand around, the cool object I am looking for touches my skin. Gripping it in between my thumb and forefinger, I bring it closer to my face.

Rain’s body trembles, her orgasm is nearing and a loud moan comes from above me. Hands grip my hair as she begins to use me, chasing her release, grinding her cunt against my face. Crying out into our room, she cums and I stop sucking her clit, lapping all her juices into my mouth.

Aftershocks move through her. Her pussy contracts with them, pushing out more of her white release.

Fucking delicious.

“Keep going. I need another one,” her sleepy voice demands.

Pulling back, her hand is forced to release my hair.

“No, come back,” she whines.

Her other leg is now resting on the other side of me.

My free hand grips her swollen clit and squeezes it as she groans.

Leaning back down, I kiss her lips, then take the sharp needle in my hand and push it rapidly through her clit.

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