Page 12 of Insatiable

Lu chucks a pair of rolled-up socks at my face. “Did you hear me?”

“What did you say?”

She sighs. “I know you’re not a fan of Kade and his friends. I’m hoping they stay away so you don’t leave.”

I snort. She knows me too well, but I wouldn’t be leaving because I can’t stand them – I just can’t stand the lookshegives me. “Did you tell him to stay on his side of the manor?”

“God, yes. I don’t think I can handle Base and his constant need to talk about sex. If they decide to have a full-on orgy again, I’ll kill them all.”

“You weren’t even there,” I say. “It’s not like you witnessed it happening.”

“I sat on the sofa Base was humping on two days later,” she mumbles.

I giggle, trying to rid myself of the memory as if I hadn’t been there without my best friend knowing. Tylar wanted to spy on Dez at the pool house, because she was still head over heels for him. She asked me to go with her, and obviously, so I could catch a glimpse of Kade, I agreed.

I wish I hadn’t.

We walked into the building and froze on the spot while a full sex-fest went on in front of us, music blaring.

Base, the Russian heir to an entire empire who never takes his eyes off Luciella, was snorting lines of coke from a set of tits while getting his dick sucked.

Dez had someone bouncing over him and froze when he saw Tylar.

Kade kept his scowl on me as he took his place behind a blonde bending over a pool table, naked, unbuckling his belt with a slowness that made me grit my teeth.

He didn’t take his eyes off me as he pushed into her.

I hadn’t felt pure rage until he smirked.

Bastard.

“I think Base just tries to get your attention,” I say. “To make you jealous or something. He’s been trying with you for years.”

A darkness unravels over Lu’s face. “Well, he can stop. Just like Dez and Tylar stopped. It never ends well.”

Ty and Dez had a thing; Lu found out and went crazy, declaring that none of her friends should go anywhere near Kade’s little trio. As much as I tried to tell her to calm down, that they were harmless, Ty called things off with him.

And I know it hurt her and Dez when she did.

Tylar and the rest arrive an hour later, and the night begins as we stand in a circle, taking shots that burn my chest.

Luckily, this house is big enough that Kade’s little get-together is non-existent compared to the party Lu is throwing. And since alcohol is slowly slithering through my veins, a part of me is wondering if they’ll invite loads of girls over.

The music’s loud enough that my ears are ringing. Someone brought strobe lights. The flashing has bodies glitching while they dance.

My phone vibrates, and I tut.

DoNotAnswer: If you don’t reply, I’m coming to get you from whoever it is that you’re fucking.

I roll my eyes, muttering, “Asshole.”

“Who the hell is that?” Tylar asks with furrowed brows, looking over my shoulder.

I put my phone in my bra, shrugging as I take her glass and down the vile, strong drink it contains.

“Hey, you bitch!” But she smiles as someone pulls her away from me, onto the makeshift dance floor.

I make my way to the bathroom on the first floor. My vision is a bit messy from the strobes as I relieve myself then lean against the sink.

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