Page 64 of The Vipers and Their Venom

Then I remember how big he is, and his piercing, and realize he’d tear me apart.

I’m so incredibly turned on, though. Maybe it is because of the adrenaline from being chased and then Zane fighting that kid, or maybe it’s because I’m screwed in the head, but whatever the reason, I’m more turned on now than I’ve been in my entire life, including the night at the mansion with the three of them.

Zane’s eyes flick down my body and widen as his nostrils flare. What?

Why is he staring like that?

He walks slowly over to me and presses his thumb against the seam of my shorts.

Oh, God, no. I’m so wet it’s showing on the front of my light-colored shorts.

Why did I wear these? First the panty line thing, and now this.

He takes out his phone and types fast.

You’re so wet, it’s showing. I can smell you.

My face heats in disbelief at his words.

You’re delicious.

His next words don’t take away my utter mortification.

Then he types again but sends it to someone. Who is he texting? The twins, I imagine. Great, just so they can come and shame me too?

Zane presses his thumb against me again, and I gasp. He rubs slowly against my clit, and I should tell him to stop, but I can’t bring myself to. It feels so good.

And I’m so desperate for relief.

“Dirty little bitch.”

The sneering tone can only belong to one person—Saint.

“I don’t want you here,” I say.

He smirks. “Well,youdon’t get to choose,” he replies. “It’s all of us or none of us. Looks like you’re in need of some relief there. If you want it, I stay. No me, then no Zane working your clit.”

“Anyway,” Lex says as he steps into the clearing, “you got separated, and we caught you, so you’re ours now.”

“We should finish the race,” Saint says. “Deal with her later.”

Zane shakes his head and crudely grabs his massive cock through his shorts. The material is so thin, it outlines him perfectly, and leaves nothing to the imagination. My pussy throbs at the sight.

Saint laughs. “Looks like Zane is as needy as you are, Venom. Your poison is already well in his system.”

“If we don’t finish, we’ll get into the shit, but we aren’t going to win now anyway. Let’s have a quick fuck and then just make sure we finish the race.” Lex says all this as if I have no say at all.

Fury ignites in my veins, tamping down my desire. I push Zane’s hand away and shake my head. “Screw you all. You don’t get to decide. I’m finishing the race, and you can all have a circle jerk if you want. I don’t care.”

I push past Zane, but he grabs my wrist, then he mouths something to Saint which I can’t decipher.

Saint smirks. “I like that idea. Okay, little poisonous one. You can run, and we’ll even give you a head start, but if we catch you, all bets are off.” He starts to count.

Zane leans in and silently mouths,run. He doesn’t even whisper the word a little bit, and that makes it so much more terrifying.

Fear hits hard and fast, and I do as Zane commands. I race out of the clearing and run blindly through the woods. I don’t know how long they’ll give me, or even where the hell I am going, but I’m reacting on instinct.

I’m torn between the utter terror of them finding me and desperately needing them to find me. My core aches, and it’s hard to run as my mind is foggy with so much desire and need.

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