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“You belong to me, Chanel. I am the only man who will ever see you come.” I continue to fuck her with my fingers. “Now come all over my fucking hand so those motherfuckers know who owns every single one of your orgasms.” As if my words are her undoing, she comes all over my fingers and squirts all over the bathroom floor. Pulling my fingers free of her pussy I meet her eyes in the mirror as I bring them to my mouth and suck them clean. A shiver rolls through her at the sight, while I moan at the taste of her sweet juices coating my tongue.
Stepping back, I allow her to stand. She turns on wobbly legs to face me, her face flushed and her eyes hazy. She darts her tongue out to moisten her lips and immediately the image of her on her knees minutes ago with my cock in her mouth flashes in my mind. My cock twitches with the need to be inside her again. I know we don’t have time for another round so I take another step back.
“I need to shower,” she mumbles as she tries to step around me. I block her path and scowl down at her.
“Not a fucking chance, you walk out of here with my cum all over you so those cunts know exactly what the fuck we were doing in here.” Her eyes widened.
“Kacey–”
“Try me, Chanel. I dare you.” She balks at me and shakes her head.
“They already know!” she whisper shouts. Crossing my arms over my chest, I quirk a brow at her.
“Don’t give a fuck. Now you either get dressed inmyclothes or I’ll dress you myself. Choose.” She tries to look pissed off but her brown eyes swim with lust at my demands. I know she is a bad bitch and can hold her own, but she loves it when I go all caveman and force her to do shit. It calls to the beast inside her that hungers for me to control it.
CHANEL
Walking out of that bathroom, I couldn’t meet anyone’s gaze. Erika’s quiet laughter had me cringing. They all knew exactly what we were doing. If they didn’t, they sure as hell heard me screaming Kacey’s name. That fucker has no issues walking out with his head held high and his chest puffed out. It’s not like he’s the one who has cum all over his body! The elevator ride was so awkward. Kacey refused to wait for the next one and he and the others climbed in with the four of us. Royal shifted to get further away from them but the moment he bumped into me he jerked away and shuddered in disgust, causing Erika to laugh at his expense.
I didn’t even look at Kacey as I climbed in the back of Royal’s car next to Erika. No one has uttered a single word. The guys keep checking the mirrors but have yet to comment on the fact Kacey and his friends are following us home. There is no fucking way they will be allowed inside the property or near it. Which has me worrying about what Royal has planned. He won’t allow anyone to know where we lay our heads, so I know he has something planned.
“So, how was your night, Chanel?” I snap my head toward Erika and glare. Her smile is stretched wide across her face.
“Baby, don’t,” Royal warns but she ignores him and clearly can’t sense the danger she is in if she continues to push me.
“Well, unlike those two salty cousins of yours, I am proud.” Both guys groan while I frown in confusion.
“What?” She waves her hand and gives me a toothy grin.
“Girl, I knew the moment he saw you in that dress that he would lose his fucking mind and want to tear it off you. Tell me I’m wrong?”
“Jesus, Rika, stop, please. She is like a sister to me and I can’t hear any more of this. Hearing what I already have has ensured I can never look her in the eye again.” I can’t help it, laughter bursts out of me at Havoc’s comment. Erika joins me while the guys continue muttering curses beneath their breath. Erika reaches over and places her hand on my shoulder. My laughter dies off as I look at her.
“I’m happy for you.” I have no idea why, but her words have a warmth washing over me. “He seems like a good guy. Well, duh, he must be if he managed to snag your attention.” Royal and Havoc have stopped speaking and listening intently for my reply. Erika shoots me a look that tells me to speak my truth. I take a risk and trust her.
“Kacey is… not like anyone I’ve ever met,” I answer honestly.
A snort comes from Royal. “Of course not. How many feds do you know?” The angry bite to his words has me recoiling within myself.
“Probably the same number of heiresses you know that wanted to kill you.” Royal sputters at his fiancées snarky reply, while Havoc just laughs at his expense.
“I liked it better when they hated each other,” Royal mumbles sourly. We round the final corner before pulling onto our street. I sit upright in my seat and pull my Glock from my waistband at the sight of six blacked out SUVs blocking the road and men surrounding them. One of the vehicles moves to allow us through and then quickly shifts back into place to block Kacey and the others from following us. I want to ask how he had time to organize this blockade but decide it’s better to keep my mouth shut and not piss him off more than I already have.
Royal brings the car to a stop out front of the house and I cringe when I see my father and uncle standing there. My dad looks murderous, while my uncle looks uneasy which is unusual. I leap out of the car before it completely stops and rush toward my dad. He jumps back a step when I’m within arm’s reach.
I freeze on the spot and ask, “What’s wrong?” Panic begins to bloom inside me until my uncle starts to cough to mask his laughter. I feel the others come up behind me. Both of my cousin’s snicker behind me but silence the moment my dad shoots them a scathing look. “What the fuck is going on?” I snap.
Royal places a hand on my shoulder drawing my attention to him. “I knew your…friendwould follow us home so I rang your dad because he was with Marco and asked him to organize the blockade back there.”
“And?” I snap, getting pissed off.
Royal smiles wickedly. “You were occupied while I was on the phone and my poor uncle had to hear his darling daughterscreamingin the background.” I choke on air, my mouth hangs open and my eyes are so wide they begin to water. I slowly turn to face my dad, who is standing there clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides.
“Dad–”
“Not a fucking word, Chanel!” he roars. Uncle Bishop loses the battle and laughs loudly. “Fuck you, Bishop!” Uncle B raises his hands in the air and turns to my dad, unable to stop smiling while I stand here wanting to die of shame.
“I told you, one day karma would bite you in the ass for constantly talking about fucking my sister and now she has finally dished out her revenge. Fuck me it’s the sweetest thing.” I ignore my dad and uncle’s bickering as I turn back to Royal, who is shaking with silent laughter. His laughter dies in his throat the moment he sees the tears in my eyes. His face pales.
