Page 36 of Ever Dark

There’s something so intoxicating about watching her watch him. Her eyes are wide, her throat bobbing in anticipation of his next move. She feels the adrenaline just as much as the rest of us, and that turns me on so fucking much. It’s all I can do to stop myself from stalking over to her and fingering that tight pussy of hers while she salivates over Bones beating the shit out of this dude.

Fuck me. My cock is so hard I can barely stand upright, let alone walk. Her gaze flits to mine as if she senses me staring. When our eyes lock, a tiny spurt of pre cum trickles out. It’s a good thing I’m wearing baggy sweats and not my usual tight slacks. I’m not trying to amble around with a wet spot on my fucking crotch.

I give her a nod and a wink. I came to fucking play tonight.

The crowd cheers again. I jerk my head toward the fight just in time to see his opponent’s jaw crack. Blood spurts out his mouth right before his eyes roll back, and he crumples to the ground. That’s a mother fucking wrap.Goodnight.

Bones grunts and holds up his fists, his eyes wild with bloodlust and mayhem. Sweat glistens over his skin, highlighting the beautiful indentions of his taut muscles. Fuck, this isn’t helping my erection one bit.

Draven slinks up behind him and pats him on the back. He smiles as he whispers something in his ear. As I make my way toward them, my plan fully forms. I want to break our little lamb tonight. Piece by piece, until we destroy every bit of her.

I throw my arm around his shoulders and yank him to my chest. “Thatta boy. Fucking unstoppable.”

“Yeah, and don’t you fucking forget it,” he pants out.

I relish the energy between the three of us standing there in the dirt while the crowd continues to cheer for our champion. The women devour us with their eyes while the men envy our every breath. Draven, with his dark, striking features, resembling a mafia boss, me as their token Greek god, and Bones, our fucking ferocious warrior.The Kings of Ever Graves.

As we make our way back toward the cars, I pull Bones in close again. “Feel like having some fun with our little lamb tonight?”

His grin lights up his eyes. “Yeah,” he mutters. “What do you have in mind?”

Draven grits his teeth. “Tell me it involves tying her to a tree until she fucking submits.”

A rush of adrenaline sends a tingle down my spine and straight to my dick. “All we have to do is find a way to lure her into the woods.”

Bones licks his lips as his gaze lands on Mia. “Let me handle that. You just set the trap.”

If I’m not careful, I’m gonna cum before I even get inside her pants. The exhilaration of what’s about to unfold has me so wound up that I can barely breathe.

Draven rolls up his sleeves, takes off his tie, and stuffs it in his pocket. “Just so you know, her pussy is addictive.”

I palm my crotch as my cock pulses against the soft fabric of my sweats. “I bet it fucking is.”

If Bones can somehow get Mia away from Lettie and alone in the woods, I’ll be finding out real soon just how fucking addictive that tight little cunt is.

MIA

Holy shit that was hot. The brutality of it all stirred something in me I wasn’t expecting. I’d never seen a man fight for sport like that before. It was primal and depraved and so fucking exciting to watch. I just hope Lettie didn’t notice me salivating over her brother.

I could feel all three of their hardened stares on me at various times during the fight. I should be worried, afraid, and pissed off. But all I feel is lust and a dangerous curiosity that’s sure to get me killed.

It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. My whole life, it’s only been Nox. Other than my ex, I’ve never allowed myself to get close to anything real or tangible.And look where that got me.

Even though Bones, Draven, and Aries are crude, depraved, and borderline psycho—as I remember Draven plowing his SUV through my gates—they give me an adrenaline rush every time they challenge me. And I can’t decide if I want to run away from them or toward them. It’s exhilarating.

“So, what did you think?”Lettie asks.

“Huh?” I’m lost in my dark, twisted fantasy, consumed with want and need for three deviants who make my blood boil and my pussy wet.

“About the fight,” she says over a chuckle. “You haven’t said a word since Bones knocked that guy out.”

I draw in a deep breath, remembering I have to actually be social if I want to keep friends. “It was… brutal. And weirdly beautiful to watch.” I bite my lip, afraid that she’s going to thinkI’mthe weirdo even though her brother is the one who fights for fun.

Lettie nods and flashes me a warm smile. “Yeah, Bones somehow manages to make bloodsport poetic. I think the melodrama runs in our family.”

“Yeah, it’s romantic in the most fucked up way. He tells a story when he fights. I can’t explain it. Isn’t your other brother a poetry professor?”

She slings her arm through mine as we head back to our cars. “Yes, Felix is a bleeding heart, obsessed with Edgar Allan Poe, poison, and his woman. We Cranes love hard, and we hate harder…” Her voice trails off, and her eyes darken for the first time. I didn’t think this bubbly creature was even capable of having a bad day.

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