Page 57 of Better Hide

“Is this what you want?” I seal my lips over one of the cuts and suck. I pull as much of his blood into my mouth as I can, then move over to his dick and spit it onto him.

Cole shudders, his dick twitching. “God damn, nasty girl. Just like that.”

I move back to his cuts, dragging in another mouthful and then spitting it all over his dick.

I close my lips around his dick and suck. I pull him deep into my throat, bobbing and licking on him with enthusiasm.

I glance up, and Cole’s head is thrown back, his entire body tense. “Shit Jo, I’m gonna come.”

I pull him into my mouth and relax my throat around him.

Cole comes, his dick jerking against me, his cum pouring down my throat in spurts. I take it all, sucking him down, waiting until he’s done, then popping off him and licking his tip.

Cole shudders, turns the shower off, then wraps his hand around my neck, under my chin. He pulls me up, looking down into my eyes with a softness I’m not used to seeing. Cole’s blue eyes search mine, then he plants a kiss on my forehead. “You look beautiful covered in my blood.”

A small smile curves against my lips.

“Jesus,” Cole whispers, stroking a thumb against my cheek.

I hear my name shouted from outside the bathroom, and I jump. Before I have a chance to get up, the door slams open.

“Cole! Jo ran…”

Both of us turn to see Jayden panting. He takes us in and straightens. “Oh.”

“Hey,” I shrug.

“What the hell happened to you?” Jayden strides up to the shower, alarm on his face.

I blink. I’m not sure what he means.

“Just messing around.” Cole bends down to grab the knife from the shower floor.

“Are you okay?” Jayden grabs my face, twisting it from side to side.

Oh fuck. The blood. I lick my lips. “I’m fine.”

“Where’s this coming from?” Jayden frantically smooths his fingers along my face.

“It’s mine,” Cole says.

Jayden continues searching me, and when he can’t find anything, he slowly moves his gaze to Cole.

“Cole.” Anger fills his tone. “Jesus fucking Christ, enough. Give me the knife.”

Cole holds it up, away from Jayden. “Fuck all the way off, Jayden.”

Jayden snarls, and I struggle to get to my feet. Cole helps me up with the hand not holding the knife, and the cold air from outside rushes in around my cold clothes. I gasp.

Both men are caught in a glaring match.

“I swear to fuck, we aren’t leaving this bathroom until you give me that knife.”

With the water off, I can see the other scars on Cole’s leg, and my heart clenches for what he’s going through. I lift my gaze to him.

“Why the fuck do you care?” Cole’s jaw is tight. “I’m clearly not trying to kill myself.”

“Because, fuck! You’re my fucking kid brother, man; you’re not supposed to be doing that.” Jayden swallows hard.

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