Page 67 of Justyce
She chews the side of her cheek then her eyes find mine and she nods yes. Mine narrow and I search her hues, because I swear I saw something flicker through them.
As if she discerns my hesitation, she states, “You can.” I don’t miss the venom dripping from her words.
Olga disrupts our little stand off as two plates glide in front of us. The smell of her famous palacinke, Croatian pancakes, settle around us and my stomach growls.
I break away from Kenzi’s eyes and dig into the fluffy goodness. The pancakes melt in my mouth and I swear it’s almost orgasmic. By the sound of Kenzi’s moans beside me I dare say she feels the same.
After breakfast, I put my dishes in the dishwasher, change my clothes and say goodbye to Olga and Kenzi. Jumping in my GMC I pull out of my garage and head to Arcane to see how ourguest,Brandy is faring.
The drive to the club is filled with Jake Lurhs from August Burns Red, belting outBloodletter,and the music relaxes me a little. When I pull up at Arcane, Sniper is standing at the gate again and I’m starting to wonder if the bastard ever fucking sleeps or has a day off.
Winding my window down, I yell out, “Do you even sleep, bro?”
He lets out a rasping chuckle, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead, Boss Man.”
I like this fucker, truly, but I’m not going to let him burn out. “When was your last day off?”
Sniper rolls his eyes. “The other day.”
I shake my head and chuckle. “You’ll be taking a week off soon, brother.”
The humor falls from his face which makes me grin. “Later, Sniper.”
Parking in my usual spot, I reach behind the back seat and grab my mask then head indoors. The club is fairly quiet since it’s early, and even though the stages are empty the poles are occupied with men and women dancing.
Slipping through Arcane undetected is easy with my mask in place, and I’m thankful for the strength pulsating from the magical properties in it. It’s welcoming and calming.
Shucking that thought, I make my way toward the hidden door in the corner and trudge upstairs to find everyone accounted for. Acheron, Arrow and Raine are sitting around the table with drinks in their hands.
Raine is lounging on the loveseat with a vodka. Her leather clad legs are draped over Arrow while he nurses a whiskey. Acheron smirks at me when he catches my eyes and I want to wipe that look off his face with my fist.
“Miss me, J?” Acheron drawls. I flip him off and head toward the bar with his husky chuckle following me. He’s never going to let me forget he was balls deep in Kenzi. Fuck.
“Come on, man, it was hot,” he says quietly beside me, and I wonder how the fuck he managed to sneak up beside me so quick. Shows my head isn’t in the game and that can be dangerous in my line of work.
Pouring a McCallan’s, I cant my head to the side and see Raine and Arrow staring at us with inquisitive looks on their faces. At least I know Acheron hasn’t divulged any details about our little tryst.Yet.
Turning back, I take a sip and relish the burn sliding down my throat. “It won’t be happening again.”
“That’s a given, brother. I felt the intensity pulsating off the pair of you.” He pauses. “There’s something more there,” he finishes quietly, and it’s out of character for him so I know he’s lost in his mind.
I clap my hand over his shoulder and pull him closer to me because I can feel the affliction burning off him. Deep down, all Acheron has ever wanted is to feel any inkling of love and the desire of being wanted. He’ll never admit it out loud, but I know my brother.
Instead, he spends his life sinking his dick into willing holes, bending slaves to his will and hatefucking until there is nothing left of his depleted, dark soul. Thoughts of his father barrel to the forefront of my mind and I have to grit down and swallow the anger.
I contemplate offering more comfort but I know now is not the time to burrow deep into this rabbit hole with my Acheron.
A sense of discomfort percolates around us, making it the perfect time to change the subject. “So… How did last night go with Brandy? Did you get anything from her?” I look to Raine expectedly.
She rolls her eyes. “I seriously don’t know how you stuck your dick in that mundane pussy. It was kind of hot walking in on her fucking herself, but fuck me swinging she is a whiny bitch. I legit wanted to knock her chocolate ass out to silence her begging, whining ass.”
I chuckle quietly and turn to Arrow, raising a brow. “That bad, huh?”
His cognac eyes dance with mischief and I shake my head in ratification, sensing these two got down and dirty while they probably had Brandy gagged and watching.
“I’m with Rainey, she’s insipid. Was she worth the time, J?”
I snicker. “I did all the fucking and usually from behind.” I lift my shoulders in a shrugging motion and leer, “I was fucking fantastic.”
