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I was too enraptured by the fantasy playing out in my mind.
“You think you can do better than him?” Vic asked, widening her legs even further, her fingers coming to tease her folds. Her wetness was glimmering in the dim light, teasing me. I was so close that if I just reached out my tongue, I could taste her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my pussy fluttering. Even just the fantasy of her was enough to send me spiraling.
The fantasy was so vivid I could almosthearthe words coming from her lips.
“Come on, Kohl,” she’d whisper with that breathy laugh of hers. “Have a taste. Just a small one. No one has to know.”
No one could know. Not with our current situation… yet some part of me wanted them all to hear. Wanted her to fuck my face while her moans filled the room. I wanted them to know how much better suited I was for her than anyone else.
I didn’t care how unrealistic it was. Or how for the first time in my life I wanted someone to look down on me, to command my body to give them pleasure instead of me taking it.
I just wanted it. Wanted her. Wanted to taste her. Wanted to fuck her.
Her. Her. Her.That was all my mind was. A series of chants and images of Vic. Some that I may never see in real life, but that didn’t stop me.
The sound of my fingers fucking my wet cunt filled the small closet. The air had turned warm, my groans unmistakable.
“Good boy,” she crooned as my tongue reached out to run the length of her slit. When my mouth fastened over her clit, she threw her head back, a groan spilling from her lips—
My own groan forced itself out as the first wave of my orgasm hit me. I cried out, the feeling of my pussy convulsing too much while paired with the fantasy of Vic looking down at me with a smirk so sinister it caused my hair to raise on the back of my neck.
In my pleasure-clouded mind, I accidentally tore off some of the images I’d carefully taped to the wall. My eyes fell on them as they floated to the ground.
These were ones I had taken myself when she was here. But unlike Dylan, these were of her fully clothed, laughing, and smiling.
A normal person would have felt guilt for what they’d done, but all I felt was the all-consuming need formore.
To take what Dylan so clearly didn’t deserve.
If it was the last thing I did, Vic would bemine.
Vic
God, we were so fucked up.
Itried not to look at myself in the mirror as I slipped out of the house, already trying to forget the way that Kohl’s fingers felt on my skin. The way they looked dirty and blood-covered on the floor—begging for more.
Classic Kohl and Vic, of course. We couldn’t tear down the walls between us until it was life or death.
God, we were sofucked up.
Even then, there wassomethingbetween us. The knowledge of what awaited us out there. The fear that as hard as we may try, we might not survive tonight.
It was different when I was here without them. All I thought about was whatIneeded to do to survive, but as soon as Kohl left to go find their brother, all my worries shifted to them.
Dylan was a nasty piece of work and I didn’t trust him not to turn on Kohl if he had the chance.
The tracker on my wrist felt heavy as I slipped through the park, a jagged piece of mirrored glass stashed in one of my pant pockets. The gun I’d managed to grab from the games was tucked into the waistband of my pants, not that it’d do me any fucking good until I found some more bullets.
But none of that mattered. Not if Kohl kept their word.
Not if we were ateam.
The smell of blood and the sour taste of ash filled my mouth and nose unpleasantly. When I’d agreed to this fucking circus, I hadn’t considered what it would cost me if I won this thing—definitely not that it could’ve been the only other person in this world that I actually cared about other than my dad.
Kohl was more than just my best friend—even if they’d been a bit of a fuck-up this year. It was always going to be like this. They were always my everything.
