Her gasp pleases me to no end, and I feel my demon perk up at wanting to see what other reactions and sounds I could draw from her.
The biggest problem with my demon though, is that it rivals Greed’s, but in a chaotic way. I see my other brothers getting close to her and can’t help but want some of her for myself.
I am Envy afterall. I’ll take her when the time is right. If fucking Wrath can be a happy smug ass bitch with his psychotic dick, then why can’t I?
I love seeing red in my partners too, just a different kind than Creed. All the shades of red I could turn her ass is the type I want to see on her.
I tamper down the urge to lean over and bite the crease of her neck and mark her. Soon though. I’ll have that shit soon.
Creed hasn’t been the only one watching her when no one knew. I’m just less psychotic and stalkerish about it than his dumb ass is.
The second I learned Luke felt differently for this girl, I was there watching from the shadows making sure he didn’t get in over this head. It’s been him and I for years since our father moved states away for work.
Pulling myself back from my inner ramblings, I catch the tail end of Amber’s grating voice chasing us down the hall.
“But, Cord, you promised me you’d go to the fundraiser with me!” Her voice keeps rising, causing me to cringe and grind my jaw.
“Get the fuck over yourself, you dick guzzling bitch, and away from me! If I knew my dick would cause this many issues with you, I’d have cut the motherfucker off a long time ago!” Cord snaps back, turning away from her and offering a whispered apology to his dick.
“You know I didn’t mean it, buddy. I’m so sorry I ever stuck you in any of her holes. We were both desperate sluts back then.”
“Are you seriously having a conversation with your junk right now!?!” Amber screeches.
“Don’t listen to her, buddy. This is about our man-to-hand relationship. No more ducking and dodging. Those days are long behind us,” Cord says, still looking down and giving his member a pat for good measure.
She sneers hard and turns her venomous glare toward my girl. Before I can even react, Barren is in her face and sneering at her himself.
“Before you open your filthy fucking mouth to her, just know I will not hesitate. I may not be Creed, but it’s not hard to embody him when needed,” he snaps out.
We all pull back because Barren doesn’t do confrontation. Ever. This is the first time I’ve seen it, and my head is too full to process it.
“Fine, but your whore will get what’s coming to her. By the way, Haliee, how is your daddy doing?” Amber snarks, and walks away with a wave of her hand.
We are all left reeling while Haliee pales to a sickly shade of white.
Our hands are tied, though. A crowd has gathered and there are too many witnesses to see us snatch the bitch.
“We’re going home. Now. Ollie can hack the system to fix the missed time,” I order, guiding us out.
This just turned into the biggest cluster fuck ever.