Page 141 of Evil Hearts

She blushed, “St-stop wha—AH!” she cried out as Lachlan freed her of her pantsandpanties in one sharp tug. “What are you—no! Lachlan! You can’t—”

“Answer it!” he grinned, already sinking a finger into her.

She whimpered and shivered, but nevertheless obeyed; pressing the call button. “H-hello? Erik?”

“Kat! Jesus-fucking-Christ! What in the hell happened to you? First you miss your flight and now not picking up for a week? Do you know how worried I’ve been? Have youseen‘Hostel?’ Do you know what sort of things have been haunting my nightmares! Bitch! You nearly scared me straight! What’s going on with you, girl?”

Part of Katarina struggled to stifle the moans from Lachlan’s onslaught while another struggled to stifle a bout of laughter from Erik’s hysterical rant. Rather than let her body respond to either, however, she bit her lip and took in a deep breath. “I-it’s just been kinda hectic here. I—mm!—I found someone here a-and…” she forced another deep breath, fighting against the stream of moans that wanted to flow past her lips, “We’ll be heading back on the first flight. Your plan w-worked”—she shot a glare down at Lachlan as he shifted his tempo and nearly sent her into convulsions—“I’ve found my new muse.”

“Whoa! Hold on, darling, I think I had a dick in my ear! Did you just say youfoundsomeone in Scotland and you’re coming back with him? Ooh, you scandalous slut, you! Deets, damn you! Give me the deets!”

“He’s…” she looked over at Lachlan’s interested expression and he nodded for her to continue. “Well, he’s a therion… a therionhighlander.”

“Holy shit, girl! And he hasn’t eaten you yet? Wait… who am I kidding, I’m sure he’sdevouredyou! Mee-OW!”

Katarina shivered, “Y-you have no idea…”

“Oh don’t challenge me, girl, I have a bunch of ideas! All of them huge and glistening! So, tell me, does his cock dangle below his kilt? Hm? It must! I know all about those stallion-hung studs! Oh you bitch! A therion highlander? That’s like winning the man lottery! Mercy! I’m burning up! Ooh! Does that glorious dick brush the ground when he does power squats in the river?”

“Wh-what?” Katarina couldn’t stifle her laughter at that, “Power squats? River? What are you—”

“Don’t ruin this for me, bitch!” Erik chuckled, “I think I might just mess up my suit thinking about it!”

Katarina rolled her eyes. “Is that all then?”

There was a pause. “Well, not quite,” Erik sighed.

“I don’t like the sound of that.” Katarina frowned.

Seeing the shift in tone, Lachlan stopped his antics between her legs and looked up.

“Well, it’s a good-news, bad-news situation…” Erik sighed.

“Tell me,” Katarina bit her lip.

“Well,” Erik cleared his throat, “I got you a meeting with Alexander DuBrois.”

Katarina’s heart fluttered. “Wait…theAlexander Dubrois?”

“Bitch! How many do you think there are? Yes!TheAlexander Dubrois;theart dealer to bitch-slap all other art-dealers!Thebig shot you’ve been hoping for! And if this therion of yours is the inspiration you say he is then this could beit! Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, girl! Not to mention that little leech of an ex of yours who’s been mooching off your work will be buried of the landslide ofyourrise to total stardom!”

Katarina could barely speak. “I… I don’t understand,” she stammered. “How isanypart of that a bad news situation?”

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you, Kat!” Erik sighed, “I scheduled the meeting almost a week ago! You’re supposed to be meeting with himtomorrow!”

“T-tomorrow…?” Katarina paled.

“Yea, I know. You’re cutting it a little close, but I’ll tell you what; you text me a picture of your new boo spread-eagle in his kilt and I’ll have both of you flown back herefirst classtonight and—”

“Erik!”

“Oh fine! No picture; poo on you!” he chuckled again, “Booking the flight as we speak. Just answer me this much: is he or is he not hung like a baby elephant’s trunk?”

“E-Erik! I’mnotanswering that!” she gasped.

“You just did, bitch!” he laughed.

“Thanks, Erik,” Katarina cut him off. “I owe you one. Actually, I owe you a million.”

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