Page 37 of Hell on Wheels

She crosses her arms over her chest and I have to look away to keep the fire from dancing over my skin. “Rebel can get fucked.No one asked for his opinion and if I wanted it, I’d beat it out of him in the ring.”

“Why the fuck didn’t we think of that before now?” I shake my head, realizing that putting the two of them in a sparring ring when they’re fighting might have prevented what is sure to be a nuclear event. “Nevermind. Tell me who.”

“No.”

I frown. “Why the hell not?”

Her lips curve as she tosses back the rest of the icy martini. “Because it’s none of your business.”

“It most certainly is!”Shit.That popped out before I could stop it.

“Uh-huh. What makes you thinkmysex life is your business, Javi King?” Her smirk is satisfied as she nibbles one of the Spring Court cakes daintily.

“Well, I…” My brain ismuchslower than normal, and I have no idea what the right answer is at this moment. “It justis!”

Way to sound like an idiot, Javi.

“It absolutely isnot, unless you’re trying to become part of it.” Rogue holds up a Midnight court treat and I bite into it with a groan.

Fuck, her people taste like stars and sin.

“Well, I…”

My friend’s stepsister heaves a giant sigh as though I’m the most tiresome person she’s ever met. In a blink, she’s pushed me back onto the leather seat of the booth, ranging over me as she pressesthe tip of a sharp Fae blade to my throat. “Don’t make me stab you. Something tells me you’d like it.”

Her guess is right, and how she knew I’m fond of the dangerous end of pain play, I can’t say. No one else has ever expected it, and I typically have to be quite selective of bedroom partners to ensure my safety. I swallow and the enchanted blade nicks my skin, drawing another soft moan out of me. Her lips curve as she sits directly on my growing dick, her long rainbow Rapunzel-like ponytails spilling over her shoulders.

I’m being dommed by fucking Sailor Moon, I goddamned swear.

“Ahhhh. So I’m right. Youdolike to live on the edge.” Another sigh. “Unfortunately, we’re nowhere near anactualroom, so the knife I tucked in my skate is the only toy available. However, if you’re a good boy and admit what your body is already telling me, I might be tempted to play somewhere more adventurous another day.”

“And who’s marked you?” I take a chance that given the overload of horniness I’m feeling, she might be affected by her succubus side as well. After all, I’ll be feeding her for sure.

“Someone has their big boy pants on,” she mutters as she swivels her hips twice. “But, yes, I’ll tell youandI’ll take you to my personal room atPretty in Kink.”

It’s hard to make my brain work as she strokes the blade down the column of my neck slowly, but I force myself to mumble, “Youown a room atPretty in Kink?”

“Baby, Iama room at PK. I helped the owner get their funding and design it. You boys think you know me so well, but you onlysaw what you wanted to see: the out of reach little sister. I’m a three-dimensionalwoman, Javi, and I grew up a long time ago.”

We sure as fuck have to see hernow.Goddamn.

“I’m in,” I whisper.

“Oh, goody!” Rogue bounces on me, full of a bubbly enthusiasm that has to be from the narcotic Fairy Cart. “There are too many people to get naked, so I’m going to make do. Lie still, darling birdy, and I’ll give you what you need.”

My phoenix stretches inside, spreading its wings as it fuels the need pumping through me. “Yes, ma’am.”

That makes her eyes darken from their usual rainbow color to a deep, swirling black. I know the second her succubus takes control, because the air gets thick with her lust fog. Every cell in my body is screaming for her to move, touch me, doanythingto ease the influx of pure heat raging inside of me. Her tongue darts out to lick her lower lip slowly, and I know she can feel the need seeping out of me.

“Very good.” Her voice is almost a purr, and she sits back on her haunches. The knife moves from my jugular to slice through the fabric of my shirt. Once it’s pushed aside, Rogue bends to lick from my belly button to my sternum. “I know we’re on a clock, birdy, but damn… you’ve been hiding a lot from the group.”

I nod, watching her trail the knife down my chest to the button on my pants. She flicks the button open with the tip and unzips my fly with a lascivious grin. “I lied when we played the game.”

“Yes, you did. You may have tied a partner up, but it wasn’t becauseyouwanted it. Someone told you to, but you don’t want them to know your… proclivities.” Her hand wraps around mycock, giving it a few pumps before sliding her fingertips over the steel balls of my piercing. “Andyour dick is pierced more than once.”

Lifting my hips to push further into her palm, I groan as pleasure courses through me. “Yes.”

“I’d punish you, but we’re just solimitedin this place.” My eyes pop open and I watch her pout as she nicks two lines along my Adonis belt. “I suppose I’ll have to save that for later. For now, I think I’d prefer to get us off.”

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