Page 66 of The Devil Within

“Nice to talk to you too, brother,” he quips. “I thought drowning in double the pussy would improve your mood.”

“I’m at work.” He doesn’t need to know that my foul mood is due to him interrupting my jack-off session at work. “I have acontract that’s supposed to be out by the end of day; what is it you need?”

Not technically a lie.

“Well, grumpy ass, I have good news, and I have bad. What would you like first?”

“Garett,” I growl a warning into the phone. I don’t have time for his games today. I have two very horny girlfriends to get home to before they tire themselves out playing without me.

“Fine, fine,” he concedes. “Good news is that a certain husband has been arrested.”

My insides swirl with excitement at his words. We never use Brody’s name when we’re on our personal phones, it’s too risky to ever use any specifics. If we need to speak specifics, we meet in person. But knowing that one of our main tormentors, the man who’s caused so much fucking pain and suffering, is finally behind bars, sends a satisfied shiver down my spine. The corners of my mouth lift into a smirk as I let the news sink in.

“Only one left,” I finally state.

“Only one,” Garett confirms.

“So, what’s the bad news then?” I ask while still smiling, unable to stop the thrumming excitement swimming through my veins.

“Some detective called. She wants to talk to Gabriel.”

The relief I felt moments before is instantly replaced with annoyance. I pinch the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger and release a long sigh.

“I told you I didn’t like this part of the plan,” I grit out.

“Oh, it’s fine. Calm down,” he says nonchalantly. “The cops here are idiots. It’s not going to be a problem.”

I groan into the phone at his hubris. He’s so confident in his plan. Liv said one of the female detectives she talked to seemed competent and concerned with actually getting off her ass and doing her job. She could be a problem.

“Don’t worry, Luke.” His confidence is not comforting. “I’llneed you to send a lawyer to go in for questioning with Gabriel, though. Just send some newbie from the firm.”

“Fine. Text me the details,” I concede. I’ve trusted Garett so far and his plans have never led us astray.

“Thank you, sir,” he mocks. “Oh, and Luke,” Garett hurriedly calls out before I can hang up.

“What?”

“I have cameras in your office, brother. You should probably not have your cock out at work. It’s rather unprofessional, don’t you think?” he quips with a laugh before hanging up the phone.

That motherfucker.

THIRTY-SIX

OLIVIA

Storm by Honors

The last week has been a dream. I’ve never felt so utterly and completely happy. I’m not just infatuated with someone for the moment or chasing some high that will inevitably lead to a crash. I’m just reallyfuckinghappy. Living with my girlfriend and my boyfriend is utterly blissful. Most days are still pretty much the same, I get up late in the morning—usually hours after Luke and Celeste—and have coffee with my girlfriend. The fact that I can call her that makes butterflies swarm through my core. She’smine. My girl. She’susually sweaty from working out in the mornings but I can’t complain because the way her tight little workout shorts hug her every curve does things to me. More than once I’ve been so turned on by her ass in those fucking shorts that I’ve had her pussy for breakfast. I switched to early afternoons at the shop. I love my job and I’m not really the type of girl who’s into the whole housewife vibes, but I will not give up my nights with my Luke and Celeste. I get why Celeste can’t leave the house and sometimes my heart aches for her even though she seems content, but I need to get out of the fucking house at least four days a week and poke some holes in people.

At least twice a week, I make a point to pick something special up for my girl after work. I hate that she can’t go grab a coffee or a treat for herself whenever she wants so I try to spoil her when I can. The first few times she got all sweet and sappy and teary-eyed. It made my stomach twist into knots. Being someone’s anything is still new to me, and now I have two partners. It’s new and terrifying and wonderful. I try to be home for dinner pretty much every night. It means my hours are shit but Luke’s been helping with some of my bills. He told me we would keep my old place as long as I needed it as my safety net, even though I’ve moved everything into our house. Luke even helped me pay off dad’s debt and get him into a community with other recovering gambling addicts. They have group therapy, daily activities to keep them busy, and beautiful townhouses for each resident. Luke said not to worry about the cost but I insisted that I’d pay for half, even if I know he’s lying to me and telling me that it costs less than it does. My pride won’t let me not help at all.

The nights are the best part of my new life. Nights like this, where I’m spread out, naked on our bed with my sexy as fuck girlfriend between my legs, are absolute Heaven. My top half is propped up against the mountain of pillows behind me, giving me the perfect view. I watch in the mirrors that surround thebed as my tits rise and fall roughly with each labored breath I manage to suck in between moans of pleasure as she feasts on my flesh. The reflection of the new serpentine jewels I recently purchased for my nipples glints with each ragged pant. They seemed fitting as my two loves absolutely slithered their way past my walls and constricted around me until I had no choice but to give in and let them love me. Celeste is completely buried between my thighs, licking, nipping, and sucking at my cunt with such fervor that you’d think she had been starved of pussy.

The door swings open, hitting the wall behind it with a loud thud. My eyes fly to the doorway and are instantly met with the heated gaze of my very own demon. Luke’s tall frame sits in the open door. Both of his hands grip the frame so tightly that his knuckles are turning white. His chest heaves as he slowly runs his eyes up and down our entangled forms.

“Did I not warn you two not to start without me last time?” His tone is harsh but beneath is a hunger that I’ve grown to crave.

He has in fact warned us not to start without him. Several times, actually. It must have slipped my mind when I seduced my girlfriend and convinced her we had time to fool around before her master returned home.Oops.

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