Page 21 of The Vipers and Their Venom

I angle my head and let my tongue swipe my lower lip. She’s gone from being a tough chick to a flustered one, and while it may be from more of that toxic pity, I think I like this side of her. I wonder what else we can do to get under her skin. I’m still pissed that one of her father’s men had the nerve to threaten me. Besides, I could use a new distraction since my last operation didn’t work, though I’ve not reached the end of the line with it yet. I’ll keep fucking trying just as long as the surgeons will work on me. But I’m spending too much time beating myself up about it, picturing a future where I have no voice in this world. It keeps me awake at night, so either I lie there, staring up at the ceiling, and contemplating whether this is a life I want to sign up for, or else pacing the corridors of the college, wanting to tear down the walls.

I lock eyes with Saint for a moment, and understanding crosses between us. I wonder what it will take to get her out to the mansion with us? Of course, it’s not actually a mansion, but it would have been an amazing home at one point. It’s an old Colonial in the woods, and it has been abandoned for years, until we took it over. Most of the rooms are derelict, and the second floor isn’t safe at all, but on the first floor, we’ve made three of the rooms into our own hideaways. There’s even a working bathroom now. It took us a long time to get it in order and make comfortable enough to spend time there, but now, it fuckingrocks. It’s the place we go to get away from the repressive walls of the university. We’ve got a couple of old couches there, and even rigged up some solar power so we have electricity. It’s secluded, and no one bothers us there. We can do whatever the fuck we want.

Not that anyone is stupid enough to interfere with what we do, anyway. We’re the Vipers, and anyone who crosses us quickly comes to regret it.

“Maybe you should come hang with us sometime,” Saint says to her with one of his million-dollar smiles. “We’ve got a place not far from where we met in the woods. It’s a good hangout spot.”

She blinks a couple of times and looks like she wants to bolt. I’d put several hundred bucks on the fact she’s about to come up with some kind of excuse why she doesn’t want to hang with us.

“Oh, sure,” she says instead. “Sounds like fun.”

Her response surprises me. Is she crazy? Why the fuck would she want to spend time with us? Doesn’t she realize she’s the lamb walking into the wolf’s den? We will literally eat her all up.

My cock twitches at the thought. I picture her naked and splayed out for the three of us. I’d wrench those thick thighs apart and bury my face in her pussy. There’s nothing I love more than the taste of pussy. I could feast on her all day and still not get enough. Now I’m imagining us wringing orgasm after orgasm out of her, leaving her shaking and unable to take any more. My cock fully hardens now, and my balls tighten. It’s confined in my jeans, but it’s clearly noticeable.

I lick my lip again and drop my eyes to my crotch, lifting my eyebrows. Automatically, she follows my line of sight.

Her jaw drops. She still doesn’t move, though. Not an inch. And she forces her gaze back to my face. There’s a determination in her eyes, and I wonder what the hell makes this girl tick.

Why is she not running? She should be running.

But then maybe I’m expecting her to react the same way all the other girls at Verona Falls would, except Vani isn’t like those girls. The way she dresses, with the ripped jeans and biker boots and the tattoos, highlights all the things that make her different. I don’t know much about her yet, but I assume she grew up surrounded by bikers, probably spent her adolescence hanging in a bar somewhere.

My palms tingle with the urge to shove her to her knees, unzip my jeans to free my cock, and then shove it between those pretty lips. Saint could fist her hair to hold her in place while I fuck her face, and then, after I’ve emptied myself down her throat, we’d swap places.

Fuck.

The thought makes me almost come in my jeans.

I want this girl, and what I want, I get.

12

VANI

Run!

That’s what my brain is screaming for me to do. Get the fuck out of Dodge, and don’t look back.

These guys have danger written all over them, and right now the biggest of them has a raging hard-on. God damn, I shouldn’t be interested, but there’s definitely a part of me that wants to know if his erection is as big as it looks beneath his jeans.

I’m nineteen years old and the only girl I know of my age from back home who still has her V-card. It’s not because I’m a prude, but because I’d have needed to really like a guy to want him to risk my father’s wrath if we did anything. Not that many boys would because they were all terrified of him. The only one who did risk being with me didn’t hang around long enough for my dad to find out.

It was another way I felt the odd one out, and lonely. No real friends, no proper boyfriends, just the assholes at the club, and the women who came and went through the revolving door.

This huge male in front of me isn’t a boy, though. He’s a man. He’s got to be in his twenties, and right now he’s staring at me like he knows exactly what I’m thinking.

I remind myself why I’m here. These guys might know my sister. I have no idea how I’ll go about bringing up her name without it getting back to her, but I’m sure I can figure something out.

So maybe it’s a really bad idea, but I let myself look up from this beast’s cock and back into his eyes.

“So, when do you want to hang out?” I say, forcing myself to be brave. “Like, time and place?”

The two men exchange that knowing glance again. They seem connected. Is it just because Zane can’t speak? They’ve found other ways to communicate. I have to remind myself that Zane isn’t Saint’s twin, and there’s a third man to this strange band. I wonder what they’re like when all three of them are together.

I guess I’m going to find out.

“Come to our place in the woods tomorrow night. The mansion is secluded, so it’s perfect for a drink and a smoke,” Saint says, then adds, “and anything else we might want to do where we won’t be disturbed.”

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