Page 54 of Calavera Society


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Left only in her buckle strap boots and black thong, I’m struck with a beauty I’ve never seen in another person before.

I’m not a man of religion, unless you count my worship of power as an affiliation but staring at the glaring and heavy breathing woman before me, I feel like a man on the verge of bending a knee in fealty. A bit bold, but I’m nothing if not straight to the point.

Her body trembles, whether from the cold or fear, I do not know nor do I care. I simply want more.

More of her shaky breaths.

More of her flushed skin.

More of her defiant eyes.

I want more than Valeria is willing to give and that alone makes me salivate to just take it from her.

“I said take the rest of your clothes off, did I not?”

“Who is he?” She asks rather than follow my order, and though I want to be pissed, I’m relieved she doesn’t recognize her best friend. I smile at that thought.

“He’s no one worth mentioning.”

I can feel Noah’s rage, but he knows what’s at stake, so he continues to stand on his knees like the good boy he is.

Mygood boy andmygood girl. Oh, what a blessed night it has become.

“Make me repeat myself again, and I’ll be sure to call Mateo. He’s watching over Noah at the moment. Seems your friend got a little caught up in the ritual night festivities.”

I look down at my watch before arching a brow, “Five minutes to the choosing. I suggest you do as I say or your Noah will be bearing the marks of a blade.”

Noah’s head snaps to me, the pieces clicking into place, my lies making themselves known in his head. I wink at him but before he can stand or retaliate, Valeria’s panties hit my chest.

I’m surprised Noah didn’t speak out when he realized he’d been caught in a spider’s web, but the object of his silent longing distracts him with her nakedness. I watch him as he watches her. His chest rising and falling while his hands open and close like all he wants to do is grab Valeria and take her beneath the cross.

Once Valeria kicks her shoes to the side, I bend down to Noah’s ear, “Don’t think the threat is nonexistent. Move from your spot or speak a word and I’ll slit her throat then fuck you over her corpse.”

He looks up at me and though I can’t see his eyes, I can feel the promise of retribution. It makes my dick even harder.

I walk over to a seething Valeria and grab a hold of her long ponytail, wrapping the cold silky strands around my fist and yanking her head back. Her chest has small beads of blood from where I cut her with her knife, so I dip my head and lick her soft skin, lapping up the almost dry blood wishing I had done this when it was fresh. Her whimper is barely audible, but I hear it nonetheless. Unable to stop myself, I move to one of her breasts, swirling my tongue around her pointed nipple before biting it.

“Oh, fuck!” She hisses but doesn’t stop me.

“Soon, little one.” I promise as I stand, cupping her bare mound, “soon I’ll be fucking you.”

I slide my gloved finger toward her entrance, circling it but not penetrating her, “Then I’ll fuck Noah while he fucks you.”

Her eyes are delirious, her words barely coherent, “Noah is gay, dipshit. He wouldn’t touch me with a ten-foot pole.”

My brows raise in surprise as honest to God shock rushes through me. She thinks Noah is gay? I know he likes men, that much is plainly obvious, but does she truly believe he has no interest in her? Is she that blind or just plain stupid?

I turn to Noah who tilts his head to the side, his shoulders stiff as a board. Hmm, Noah led this girl on, but why? I store that information for later.

“So, Noah has never touched you?” I swirl my finger again before sliding up to her clit. Even through the gloves, I can tell how wet she is.

“No.” She whimpers.

“Do you want him to touch you?” I reach back down to her entrance, barely penetrating her only to stop when she only nods.

“Answer me, little one. Use your words.”

“Yes! Damn you, yes, I want him. But he doesn’t feel the same so leave him out of this.”

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