Page 19 of The Vipers and Their Vendetta

I slide across her tongue, watching myself vanish inside her mouth. Her tongue is soft and hot, her cheeks pillowy and wet. I spear my hands into her hair and knot them tight. Then I use my grip on her to control her movements. She hums in the back of her throat, the vibrations traveling up my cock and through my piercings. My balls draw up into my body, and I know I’m not going to last long. I take her mouth ruthlessly, fucking into the back of her throat. Her dark eyes spill with tears, and all earlier thoughts about not wanting to see her cry flee my mind. She’s perfect like this, on her knees, her lips stretched around my cock, tears trickling down her cheeks.

Pleasure has me squeezing my eyes shut so they’re practically rolling in my head. My stomach and thighs and ass are taut with anticipation. Faster and harder.Yes, fuck, yes.

A rush of heat floods through me, and my climax breaks. Hot streams of cum shoot up through my dick and hit the back of her throat. She takes me beautifully, barely needing to swallow. I jerk, and my cock twitches, releasing another spurt of cum.

I let out a silent groan and relax my hold on her hair. My cock softens in her mouth, and I draw my hips back, the cold night air kissing my wet skin.

It occurs to me that I should have been gentler with her. She’s just been in a bike accident and has been hurt, and, instead of taking care of her, I made her come and fucked her mouth.

She must think I’m a monster.

Maybe I am.

I want to tell her I’m sorry, but she’s already shutting down. Besides, somehow, writing down that I’m sorry feels far more real and heavy than saying it.

I help her up from her knees and try to dust off the dried leaves and dirt from her jeans, but she yanks away from me.

“I hate you,” she says softly. “That will never happen again. Never. With any of you.”

I cock my head and mouth,why?

“Because of what you did. To Reagan.”

Lex has already told us she thinks this, but hearing it from her lips shocks me. That she can believe it of us. Why does she hate us for it? I frown, more confused than ever. Who is this girl to her? Someone important? And she thinks we killed her.

I mean, we’re fucked up and vicious, but even we wouldn’t drive a girl to suicide.

Would we?

I slam my hand against the car, and she squeaks and jumps.

No, I mouth.No.

She’s about to say something when I hear heavy footsteps behind us and turn.

Saint is barreling down on us, and he’s pissed.

CHAPTER 7

Vani

Saint storms at us,aiming right at me, as if he’s about to throttle me. Lex isn’t far behind him, chasing him through the woods.

I don’t know what happened back at the old water tower while I wasn’t there, but I’m still pathetically grateful they’re both here now, even though Saint is clearly angry.

Then I give myself a shake. No, I don’t want to be grateful. I need to keep reminding myself what Angelica told me. What reason would she have to lie?

“Fucking hell, Vani, you like to cause shit, don’t you?” Saint throws at me when he reaches me.

I realize he’s probably angry at me for leaving him in that tower, and he has every right to be. It was a horrible move on my part. After what I found out about them, though, I can’t trust these three men at all. I’m as scared of them as I am of the mask-wearing freaks.

The fact I’ve just let Zane take from me, again, is bad enough, but my weakness for these men knows no bounds because all I want to do is drop to my knees and beg Saint’s forgiveness.

I wonder if Saint has noted my flushed cheeks and the love bite on the swell of my left breast. Can he smell sex in the air?All I can taste is the salty musk of Zane’s cum, and it seems impossible to me that Saint doesn’t know what we’ve done.

“I came back for you,” I point out. “I’m sorry I left, but I panicked.”

It’s not exactly a lie, although it’s not totally the truth either. It was more momentary, blinding rage which had me leaving him behind. Still, I was going back when I bumped into Zane. I also want to add ‘and you were acting like a complete douchebag,’ but I manage to keep my mouth shut.

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