Page 65 of Thorns of Malice

She nods. "Yeah, Ivy. You know I've always wanted to sleep with you."

"Well, now's your chance, but only if you take Trance and let Bobby fuck you in the ass."

"You really didn't sleep together?" Dax mutters, still not quite believing me.

I refocus my glare on him. "No. I told you we didn't. But that doesn't mean we won't tonight."

His face falls. He turns pale and begs, "Ivy, don't. It's not what you want."

I laugh. "How do you know what I want? I'm a dirty slut, remember?" I turn and demand, "Bobby, make Avery a drink. She's going to lick my pussy while you pound her in the ass."

Bobby's lips tip up in a sinister smile. "Are you serious right now?"

"What about me? Was I drugged?" Lilly pipes in.

Bobby snaps out of his brief, happy daze, returning to denial, claiming, "I don't know what any of you are talking about."

"Yeah, you do. Go on. Make Avery a drink."

Lilly repeats, "Bobby, was I drugged?"

Bobby scoffs, blurting out, "Like you would need to be drugged. You do whatever anybody suggests."

Lilly's eyes widen, then she giggles again, and shrugs. "So I like sex with beautiful people. Sue me."

I pet Avery's head, lick my lips, and ask, "What'll it be? Do you want to enjoy Bobby fucking you in the ass while you lick my pussy, or not? There's only one chance."

She looks between Bobby and me, then answers, "What the hell. Give it to me, Bobby."

"Enough. This is over," Dax calls out, then grabs my arm and maneuvers me through the room.

"Let go of me, Dax!"

"Get back here," Avery calls out.

Lilly adds, "Yeah, you can't take Ivy away."

Avery runs after us.

Dax spins, pushing me out the door. "You three do whatever the fuck you want. Stay away from Ivy. I'm not going to warn you again."

"Dax," I object.

He slams the door and shoves me down the hall, manhandling me.

I fight, shouting, "Dax, stop."

"No, Ivy. This is enough."

"Goddammit, Dax, stop!"

He doesn't obey, pulling me up the stairs and down another hallway.

"Dax, you don't have the authority to make decisions for me."

He pushes me into a bedroom, then slams the door and pins me against it. His eyes burn with anger, his shallow breaths quicken, and he cages his body against mine.

Fear assaults me.

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