Page 144 of Vile Boys

“God, you taste so good,” I murmur into her skin, and her moan brings me so much fucking delight.

I didn’t just bring her here to watch. I brought her here to loosen up and release that inner vixen she’s been hiding from all of us.

I could sense it from the moment I first saw her. She has so much to offer if only she’d let that part of her reign. But I will be here to coax out the goddess hiding inside her.

My fucking beautiful diamond deserves to be worshipped, and I am here to be her first disciple.

Her hand finds its way to my hair, and she fumbles with it, so I push down and make her grip me tightly.

“That’s it. Make me choke on it.”

When my tongue presses against her, she stops trying to resist and actually pushes her fingers into my head, forcing me closer, and damn, am I a sucker for the way she’s taking control.

“Yes, make my tongue your whore,” I groan into her. “Chain down my fleshly desires and make them yours.”

She moans with desperation, her entire body shivering as I clutch her ass tight and dig in.

The other people in this room moan along with her, but it only makes it more erotic as I thrust my tongue into her, wetness dripping all over my face.

“God, yes,” she moans, licking her lips as her kneesbegin to quake.

“Come all over my face,” I murmur, rolling my tongue around. “Please. Please, give it to me, darling. I need it.”

She shivers in place, her toes curling, fingers digging into my skull, smashing me into her pussy, and I can feel her throb as she lets out a choked but deepening moan. Wetness gushes into my mouth, and I gobble it all up with glee.

I lick my lips and lean back to look at her satisfied face, her fingers unraveling from my hair like it’s slowly dawned on her what we just did.

The people on the couch in the back bite their lips and wink at her, and the blush on her cheeks grows redder and redder.

“I can bring anyone to their knees with ease, yet you make me want to drop to mine,” I murmur, grasping her fingers so I can peck those too. “Do you see now the power you hold?”

Suddenly, furious hazel eyes hiding behind a mask appear behind her shoulder, and I peer up, feeling the pressure of that judgmental gaze.

Oh dear.

ARES

I grab the glass of wine off the table in front of me and swirl the contents, but neither this wine nor the entire party will ever remotely offer me the pleasure or release I’m looking for.

I take a reluctant sip as I watch the people I invited dance and fuck around in the common room. There are couples everywhere—threesomes, foursomes, men, women, anything and every combination fucking with each other, spurting dicks and sloshing wet pussies across the entire room—and not an inkling of lust courses through my veins.

I’ve never once not enjoyed the parties we threw until today.

Until … that fucking girl.

I clench the glass tighter and take another sip, angered that not even a Tartarus party filled with debauchery and indulging in all the seven fucking sins can sway me.

But the two things I know could are the two men missing in action right now.

I tilt my head and look at Arlo sitting next to me, being kissed by a random girl on his lap while he feeds her chocolates and liquor.

“Arlo,” I say.

He looks up despite the girl still having her lips all over his neck.

“Where are Caleb and Blaine?”

“Last I saw them, they went upstairs.”

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