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I bring my fingers over her bare back. From one shoulder to the other, I glide them over before stopping at her hair. Long, clean, bleach-blonde hair trails down her back, and I wrap it around my fist tightly, tugging her head back. She looks up at me with baby blue eyes. She smiles, and a dimple sinks into her left cheek.
Keeping my eyes locked on the bearded male, who is now leaning on his thighs with sparked interest in his eyes, I run my tongue over the edge of the girl’s swollen lips, before kissing her—hard. She continues to ride whosever cock she’s on as my tongue plays with hers. Running my finger down the side of her neck, I squeeze her nipple and flick it while biting on her lower lip.
It’s not until I look up and catch Maya that I realize she’s fucking filming me.
“Don’t freak out. Only my close friends have my Snapchat.”
I shrug, continuing my walk around the couple, inspecting them while acting intrigued, but the truth is, I’m not. Sex is a weapon for me, and it’s the only one I’ve been able to use for most of my life. I know how to utilize it when needed, and I know when to manipulate it. This right here is nothing but me stroking my weapon like a big shiny toy. I love toys almost as much as Kyrin, only I don’t break mine. I give them everything they ever wanted before making them bow in my presence. I make them depend on me until they can’t breathe without being near me.
And that’s where Kyrin and I are different.
But also where he and I collide.
The sound of slapping bodies mixes with the intense bass of The Weeknd, and before I know it, I’m back to the bearded male.
“Cold?” he asks, gesturing to my jacket.
“Only where it matters,” I answer, unzipping my jacket and dropping it to the ground, leaving me in nothing but a small bralette that has black ties wrapping around my rib cage. I run my fingers through my hair, dragging it out of my face. I have no doubt Maya is either taking photos or sending Snapchats out, but I no longer care. This is where I need to be right now, because if Kyrin wants to push me away, then he’s going to have to do it harder than I can pull.
My long hair falls over one shoulder as I lean against his thick thighs. His eyes darken the closer I get.
“Your eyes really are lilac.”
“They are…” I whisper, leaning over while running my nose over his jaw.
“Jesus Christ…” he curses under his breath. “You’re different.”
“I’ve been told that. But here’s the thing, we have a type of common interest.”
The corner of his mouth moves, but not enough to call it a smirk. “It seems we do.”
“So, what do you wanna do about that?”
His hand is on the back of my ass before he’s pulling me down directly onto his lap. My legs spread and hang over the sides as I dig my hands into his long hair, pulling his head back. “You don’t touch me unless I say you can.”
Now he smirks, and I watch as his tongue sneaks out and dampens his lip. “Got it. Boundary issues?”
“No.” I run the palm of my hand over his throat and squeeze. “Men issues.”
“How about this…” he says, tapping at my hand. I release it until he sucks in a deep breath. Taking a swig of his beer, he points to the RV behind him. “My buddy in there does all our tattoos. How about you go in there, get yourself all inked up with something—this bare skin is making me anxious—and then we can talk about how tight your sweet little cunt is going to feel wrapped around my cock.”
“Hmmm…” No longer interested in the boring, big male beneath me, I stand from the chair and turn to face Maya, who is still holding her phone up to us but smirking. “Maya, I’ll be right back.”
She waves me off. “Go get the thing, girl. I’ll be here for the show.” Before I open the RV door, I hear her say—“and I’m not talking about the sex…”
I’ve always thought of myself as smart. I mean, everyone did, too. I never made dumb choices and always made sure I strapped my dick, but lately, since Lilith, Eli and I—mainly Lilith—came in, I’ve found myself fucked in the head in more ways than one. I’m certain Lilith’s superpower is spreading her darkness to the people around her, so she doesn’t have to live in it alone. You know, instead of just moving to the light.
Kylie rubs herself over my crotch, just as my phone starts dancing against my leg. Kylie, or as most people know her as Doc, has been one of my go-tos for a couple of years. She and I have an agreement, though lines blurred between her and me on one other occasion. I set her straight, and she was fine. Moving her off my lap, I reach for my phone and see a Snapchat from Maya. Usually, I would ignore her, knowing it’s probably a link to a charity that she wants us all to pour money into—which we do—often—or some new strand of weed she has found, but I click on that annoying yellow ghost because I know she is with Lilith tonight and I know Kiznitch women.
