Page 33 of Tainted Kitten

“Well, hello to you too, Kitten. Perhaps wait to make sure there are no eavesdroppers around before saying something like that out loud.”

Chuckles come through the phone, and I realise Shaun isn’t alone.

“Who’s with you?”

“Now that we have cleared the gym out, it’s just me, Gaz, and Simon.”

I lean closer to my phone as if that will help me see who’s with him, and Garrett and Simon’s heads squeeze in close to Shaun’s. My smile is instant, loving the sight of them as they look back at me.

“Hey, guys. Miss me?”

“You know we do, Cherry.” Simon grins.

“Why is your vagina broken?” Shaun asks, and Simon cringes.

“Do we have to call it that?”

“It is the technical term for it, Hastings.” Garrett rolls his eyes, but Simon shrugs.

“There are so many prettier names for it, though.”

“Like what? Flower?” Shaun teases, and I screw my nose up.

“Let’s get one thing straight! My pussy is no fucking flower. She’s a fucking Queen. You can refer to her as Queen, or Kitty, like I do.” I smile sweetly, and they all grin back at me.

“Queen Kitty, more like it.” Simon wags his brows. “Don’t you think, guys?”

“Fuck yes.” Shaun nods.

“I wouldn’t know.” Garrett shrugs. And wait… Is that disappointment I see cross his face? Hmmm. It seems like my big guy is finding it harder to fight his attraction to me. Something I’ll definitely need to take advantage of next time we are alone together.

“That sounds like ayouproblem. Maybe take your head out of your arse, and you might finally find happiness.” Shaun rolls his eyes at his friend.

“Gee, I’m sorry for not wanting to betray my mate.” Garrett hisses back in anger, looking like he’s almost ready to headbutt Shaun.

“You could talk to Marcus about it. He seems to be dealing with me and Bossi better now.” Simon suggests, and Garrett growls. Like actually growls like he’s a fucking bear or something.

“You know what? What George and I do is none of your business, and not everything is about sex, you know. Ever heard of being friends with someone?” Garrett’s anger is rising, and Shaun shifts uncomfortably in between them.

“Guys!” I call and smile when I regain their attention. “Can we focus on my Kitty, please? She’s broken, and I don’t know how to fix her.”

Shaun’s face morphs into a soft smirk. “Explain why you think Kitty is broken?”

“Well, I haven’t wanted to fuck… anything.”

“Anything?” Shaun frowns, and I nod.

“Anything.” I reach down and grab Big Jim, holding him up so they can see him. “Big Jim hasn’t even caused a spark.”

“Fucking hell, Kitten. That thing is monstrous.” Shaun’s eyes practically bulge out of his head, and Simon’s mouth drops open to form an O.

“Cherry, how are we meant to compete with that?”

“Speak for yourself, Hastings. There’s no competition for me.”

“Garrett Cole!” My mouth drops open this time as Shaun chuckles. “Are you telling me your dick can match Big Jim?”

“Baby, my cock outdoes Big Jim.”

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