Page 54 of Demons in My Bed
“Ashland! You gods damned fool!” I grabbed the wheel and straightened the SUV a moment before it would’ve gone off-road.
“Wanna try that again, Lixy?” he taunted, giving zero shits about the fact that we now had no driver.
Felix grunted, then rasped out a “Fuck you.”
Oh sweet fucking Jupiter. Ashland was crawling into the backseat now, spewing all kinds of filth about how he was going to fuck some manners into Felix. The car started rolling down a hill, picking up some serious momentum.
“Shit,” I cursed, climbing over the console and slipping into the driver’s seat just in time to hear Ashland’s moan.
“Yeah, little bitch. You wanna talk shit? Can’t do that too well with my fat cock in your mouth, can you?”
“You crazy cunts! It’s not like we’re in a moving fucking vehicle or anything! Couldn’t you have like, I don’t know, pulled the car over and then fed him a dick sandwich, you prick?!”
Ash roared with laughter, making me want to strangle him. “This is not my fault, Rhodes. You heard the way he was talking to me.” He sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck, use your teeth again and you’ll regret it.”
“You pull a stunt like that again andyou’llregret it!” I bellowed, glaring into the rearview mirror and meeting his gaze.
“I heard Ash the first fuckin’ time. Gods damn!” Felix grumbled, his words muffled due to obvious reasons.
I gripped the steering wheel hard enough to crack my knuckles. “I wasn’t talking to you, Felix!”
Ashland piped up, meeting my eyes in the mirror with a serious expression. “Maybe you should get your dick sucked, man. Might do you some good.” His eyes rolled back, and I looked at the road with a huff, slowing down as the old dirt road came into view. “Get on your knees, Lixy. Rhodes will see what he’s missing when my cock hits the back of your throat.”
I rounded the turn probably a little too fast, if their curses were anything to judge by, and I cackled as I made sure to hit every fucking pothole and rock I came across.
“I’d hold off on putting any appendages in anyone else’s body, lest you desire some unexpected pain! Don’t fuck with me!”
Felix’s head popped up. “Please, please get laid tonight, you grouchy fuck.”
I flipped them both off, pulling up to the front of the barn. The leaders all got prime parking, and sure as shit, we had our usual two spots waiting. The grounds were already crawling with people and cars.
Killing the engine, I scanned the crowd I could see lined up, waiting to get inside. There were a few of our people mixed in, but they wouldn’t have been able to see us, thanks to the blacked-out windows.
“Alright, let’s do this.” I opened the door and stepped out, waiting for the back doors to open. They didn’t. I leaned down. “Hey, what— Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
How did they even move that quickly?
“I’m gonna do this right here first.” Ash smirked, bringing his hand down hard on Felix’s ass cheek. With his other hand, he lined himself up and surged forward at the exact moment I slammed the door shut.
Maybe I did need to get laid. I quickly adjusted my junk and walked around to the back of the SUV, opening the trunk and grabbing my bag.
“All those people over there know I’m in here, dicking you down like the dirty cum slut you are.”
Bloody hell.I closed the trunk and headed for the side door, wanting to avoid the crowd for now. The guys were like brothers to me, and while I enjoyed watching them fuck other people, it just didn’t hit the same watching them together. Plus, I was already a little on edge.
Throwing open the side door, I stepped inside. I was surrounded immediately by people. The scent of sweat, booze, and anticipation hung in the air like a fog. Ignoring them all, I walked over to my locker and dropped my bag. I’d learned a long time ago that this area back here was the best place to overhear conversations and find out information that never should’ve seen the light of day.
Almost everyone back here right now were fighters. Some spent their time training, and then an hour before the fights got started, the fighters’ girls or guys were allowed back here. That was typically where the intel came from. Alcohol, weed, Molly... You name it, someone was on it. I didn’t like drugs, but the ease with which people ran their damn mouths while on them? That I did like.
“There he is! I was wondering when you were gonna show up, handsome.” I’d barely turned around when my face was smashed against the largest pair of tits I’d ever come across.
“Priscilla,” I mumbled, trying to breathe.
Releasing me, she held me back at arm’s length. “That’s no way to address a queen, sugar. I know I taught you better than that.”
I smiled. “Apologies, Queen Prissy. Forgive me?”
Her dark skin was practically fucking sparkling with all of the glitter and—I looked closer—tiny rhinestones around her bottom eyelashes. One thick, perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised, and her chin tilted up. I didn’t know if she was about to bitch slap me or kiss me. She studied me, holding her stern expression a couple of seconds longer before it melted away and her eccentric, happy self returned. “Of course, of course. When I saw you over here, I wanted to come tell you about the lineup tonight.”
