Page 24 of Euphoria
Chapter 9
Bambi
My entire bodyis on fire from their words. This is something that I will never deny with the way Phoenix and Bowie make my body feel. I feel the lingering effect on my lips, my neck, my jaw and now, my wrist as Phoenix removes the cuffs. I rub my wrist and Bowie snatches it from my hand. He brings it up to his mouth and kisses the bruising of the cuffs.
“It left a mark.” I look up at Phoenix.
Phoenix looks up at me through hooded eyes. “I can leave more as a reminder not to fuck with me, if you like, baby.”
I look away from the fervent emotion displayed in his eyes. Phoenix leans in and wraps his hand around the nape of my neck. He makes me look at him, “Never look away. Look at the monster, Bambi.”
His words are conflicting to me. “You’re not a monster, Phoenix. I never thought you were,” I admit.
“Then what did you think I was, my sweet little deer?”
“I thought you were a misunderstood angel, Nix,” I say because that’s what I still believe.
Phoenix smiles and I bite my lip. I forgot how overwhelming it is to see him smile. A genuine smile from him is like gold. Phoenix lightly chuckles. He looks down and shakes his head. The feeling is even more amplified. Bowie is caressing my hand as he checks something on his phone. This is what I missed the most. The simpleness of our relationship. There is no pretense with us. We know that what we have is it and we don’t have to pretend to be other people. I look back at Phoenix, “How come you get to look away from me?” I inquire.
Phoenix looks up at me through his lashes, the smile is still prominent. “I can’t ever look away from you. Look, Bambi… Look into this monster’s eyes and call me a misunderstood angel again. If I’m an angel, baby, then I’m a fallen angel.”
I smile at that and nod. “I agree but you’re not a monster, Phoenix. Please stop saying that.”
He cocks his brow. “Leave.”
I furrow my brows. “What?”
“Go back to your penthouse. It’s yours until next week. So, go to sleep and enjoy your night.” He walks out of the room and I go to follow him but Bowie stops me.
“Give him a minute, Bambi, you need to remember his process and yours are different. He’s being good. He’s giving you the space you begged for.”
“What does that mean?” I ask.
“Which part?”
“What does he mean? It's mine until next week. I live there now. I will not be bullied.” I try to state with some oomph behind my words.
Bowie looks up at me and chuckles. He kisses my hand and stands. “Babycakes, he means what he says. You’re our wife. You didn’t think you’d be living on your own, now did you?” Bowie winks at me and walks out of the room. I scramble off the bed, following him to the elevator.
“What did you guys do?” I ask.
Phoenix shrugs. “Nothing. We’re moving again.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I say putting my foot down.
Although I asked Phoenix, Bowie faces me. There’s no emotion left in his eyes. He’s just blankly staring at me. He says nothing and neither do I but I’m not like him, I can’t handle his intense staring. I break first. “Why?”
Bowie cracks his neck from side to side. He places his hands in his pockets and faces the elevator again when it opens. Both of them step in and they switch. This time it’s Phoenix who looks up at me as though he doesn’t get why I’m even asking. He cocks his brow. I wait for him or rather both of them to answer me because I won’t let them leave until I get an answer. The elevator door shuts and I press the button so it opens up.
I cross my arms over my chest and purse my lips, waiting for an answer. Both just stand there even when the elevator door shuts once again. I blink, are they serious right now? The elevator dings again opening the doors and my heart beats faster and harder in my chest. Phoenix reaches out pulling me in and grabs me by the collar of my dark t-shirt. He groans as he slams my back into Bowie’s chest. Bowie, who wasn’t fully expecting it, slams into the elevator off of the impact. Bowie chuckles as his hands wrap around my body like some snake. Phoenix gets on his knees practically the same height as me. He looks at me, angry and aroused. The palm of his hand travels up to my neck and he wraps it around my throat while Bowie’s hand travels lower, playing with the buttons of my jeans. “Do you know how many ways I’ve thought about snapping this little neck of yours, baby?” Phoenix says too close to my face and Bowie takes this opportunity to dip his hand inside my panties. I whimper as he groans at how wet I am because of their actions. Bowie plays with my clit, driving my temperature high. Phoenix nips at my cheek, my jaw, and then my chin before he continues talking. “I want to fuck you and kill you because you don’t get it. You don’t understand what I feel. You don’t get how different it is now that you’re in our face again. We can’t let you go now that you’re here, in front of us, like this. Don’t make me choose, Bambi. We never made you do that.”
I heed his warning. I know what he’s saying. I know all too well this man has the capability to kill me, but I don’t know if I can just walk away from him. How can someone leave the people who catch them? The one who gave them what they needed? “I need time, Phoenix,” I say.
Bowie’s free arm wraps around my midsection even tighter. “What you need is to cum,” he says and I throw my head back but I don’t have time to breathe as Phoenix makes me look at him and he captures me in a scorching kiss. My heart is beating out of order. I can’t handle this. “How about a week, Nix?”
Phoenix pulls away from kissing me but Bowie doesn’t slow down. My hands land on Phoenix’s shoulders, trying not to dig into his flesh. He hisses from the impact but I can see how turned on he is. He smirks as he caresses my swollen lips. He looks up at Bowie, then back down at me. “We’re giving you a week.”
“That’s… Oh! Go—, that’s not enough,” I complain.
