Evil Boys: Chapter 26

I’m completely taken aback by his sudden kiss, unable to move, to even process what’s happening until it’s too late. His lips are on mine, searching, coaxing, tongue dipping out to crack open my mouth and invade it with ease. And when he probes around my mouth, I’m helpless against the lust building inside me, coursing through my body like poison injected straight into my veins.

As his body smashes into mine, my tongue swirls around his with just as much passion. I can’t fucking stop. The groan that emanates from his body as he claims my mouth is beyond this world, so fucking possessive that I can’t push him away even if I wanted to.

His hand travels down my neck to where he bit me, circling the wound before sliding down my breast, cupping it, rolling my hardened nipples between his fingers, forcing the arousal to take over. He kisses me so hard and fast I’m out of breath and out of the will to resist.

“What the fuck, Kai?”

Nathan’s voice makes me pull away, and we glance at Nathan and Milo, who are casually staring at us like we’ve lost our damn minds.

I most definitely have.

When Kai turns back to me, I slap him. Hard.

He merely stays there, the stain on his cheek growing redder and redder.

He releases my other wrist too, and his hand moves to his face to touch the spot I marked.

I slap his other cheek with my newly freed hand, biting my lip, enraged at the fact that he’d kiss me, but even more enraged by the fact that I’d gleefully go along with it.

How dare he?

How dare he make me feel so fucking hot for him?

God, I fucking hate him so much.

Yet those lips stained with my red lipstick draw me in so much that I hover closer and slam my lips on his again even though I know I shouldn’t. And my arms immediately wrap around his neck as his tongue bores into my mouth, his kisses so rough and greedy that I’ve become addicted.

He shoves me right back into the wall, hand gripping my throat, squeezing tighter and tighter with every passing second as though he’s waiting for me to pull back and force him to stop.

But I’m too lost in his possessive kisses to even care about losing my breath.

That’s how fucked up he’s gotten me.

As my vision grows dark, his fingers release from my neck, allowing the oxygen to flow back to my brain, and I suck in a breath when his lips unlatch from mine.

“I knew you would come to me …” he murmurs. “Come to offer your lips to me, little kitty?”

Fuck. What the hell am I even thinking? Kissing him a second time?

“Fuck off, you trapped me,” I respond.

The foul arrogance on his face makes me want to slap him a third time. “Yet you kissed me again out of your own volition.”

I spit in his face.

He just makes me that fucking angry.

He wipes it off slowly, his fingers tightening around my throat again. “I warned you the last time … bad kitties get punished.”

“Can’t … breathe,” I mutter.

“Good. Your breath belongs to me.”

Oh my God.

“I want you to remember this feeling. This need creeping up deep inside your chest,” he says, his fingertips traipsing my chest. “Submission.” He tips down my chin until my lips forcefully part. “You are mine. All of you. That was our deal. And if you’re so intent on being a hissy cat … then you’ll swallow it all.”

And he shoves his fingers, along with my spit, into my mouth, rubbing them on my tongue in the far back of my throat until I cough.

But all I can think of is that one breath I need.

“Swallow.”

I do precisely what he says just so his fingers will unlatch.

“Good girl.”

His fingers unfurl, and I struggle to suck in the breaths before I lose it entirely.

“Now tell me why you came here.”

“You ruined my life. It’s only fair I ruin your kill,” I respond.

“You …” Nathan growls behind me as he steps up. It’s two against one now. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

“You lured him here to kill him, no?” I raise a brow. “Job done.”

Nathan drives his knife into the wall beside my head, startling me.

“We needed his money!”

“Money?” I frown, snorting. “Why? Aren’t you rich?”

His eyes narrow, but he doesn’t respond, which tells me everything I need to know.

“Was. Was rich,” Milo says from the back.

Jesus. And here I was thinking these boys were wealthy as fuck. Must be some fall from grace.

Nathan throws him a damning glance before continuing. “It’s none of your concern. You stole what I needed. Twice. And you’re going to pay for it.”

I snort. “What do you want me to do? I can’t bring him back to life.”

“Maybe you guys should’ve told her you wanted to keep him alive?” Milo muses.

“Shut up,” Nathan and I say in unison.

Kai steps aside to allow him access, but he’s still got his hand around my throat.

Nathan tilts his head, a devious smirk slowly forming on his face. “I know how you can repay us.” He pulls the knife from the wall and brings it to my chest, toying with my nipples right through the fabric of my top as he leans in to whisper into my ear, “You’re going to fucking offer up your own hard-earned money.”

He fishes in my pocket, filtering out all of my belongings, finding only mere change.

“Where do you keep it, Lana?”

“You’re out of luck, bud. I don’t have what you’re looking for,” I say. “My father has a tight leash on the money. And I’ve already spent most of mine this month.”

His nostrils flare, rage overflowing behind his eyes.

“Then you’ll offer up your beautiful fucking body.”

My eyes widen. “What?”

“Or I could show your family all the proof from your killer side business,” he says.

Vindictive son of a bitch.

“Oh, you dirty bastard,” Milo muses. “You just want her for yourself.”

“Fuck off. You already had your turn,” Nathan grits at him, but his eyes are still homed in on mine. “If I can’t have the money, I’ll take the fucking pussy instead.”

“No,” Kai interjects, his fingers still clasped around my throat like he doesn’t want to let go. “I’m going to teach her a lesson first about interfering with our work. And then you can have your way with her.”

Suddenly, he pulls me away from the wall and drags me to the shoddy wooden chair in the middle of the room. The one that fucker called Harvey was sitting on moments before I killed him. Blood stains the wood.

“Sit. On your knees.”

I frown but still do what he says, perching my knees on top of the seat.

He walks to the front and drags the chair around until I’m facing the dead body on the floor, and my ass points at the dirty couch in the back of what used to be a living room.

Kai’s hand softly caresses my ass, setting my senses on fire as it slides farther down. “You belong to me, and you will learn to fucking take it like a good girl.”

RIP!

He cuts through the fabric of my jeans and panties in one go.

“Now bring your fucking fingers to the back.”

“What?”

He moves away, and when I glance at him over my shoulder, he’s sat on the couch, legs spread, hard bulge clearly showing, an ominous grin beneath that mask so obvious it makes my pussy clench.

“Touch yourself.”

Nathan smirks as he watches my eyes fill with rage, and he folds his arms, waiting to see what I’ll do.

So I bring my fingers underneath my body and start to play with myself, glaring at the soulless eyes behind that nefarious mask as I circle my clit.

“You’re already wet, aren’t you?” Kai muses from behind me.

My teeth grind together as I try to ignore the obvious, but it’s hard when my fingers so easily slide up and down my slit.

Nathan’s bulge grows, and he adjusts it before saying, “Guess I’ll enjoy the show then.”

He pushes himself off the wall and walks to the back, and I can hear him flop down onto the couch as well.

“Oh fuck …” Milo groans as I hear him shuffle around.

“No. You go sit below her ass,” Nathan growls. “You haven’t earned a front-row seat.”

Milo perches behind me, and I can hear him breathing heavily as I circle my slit.

If I can’t fucking escape this deal I made, I’ll fucking give them the show of their lives.

“God, yes,” Milo moans beneath me, and even though I hate it, his beggary ways turn me on a little as I swirl around my slit.

“That’s it, kitty. Make it nice and wet,” Kai muses.

Suddenly, I hear a clicking noise, and I stop and glance over my shoulder. Nathan’s holding up his phone.

“Don’t look at me. Look at that fucker you just killed.”

“What?”

“Do it. Or I will send this video to your brother.”

Grunting, I turn my head around again and look at the bloodied stain on the floor while pleasuring myself. My fingers dip in and out, spreading the wetness all over. The excitement to kill another fucked-up soul really gets me going like nothing else.

Am I really that fucked up?

“Getting drenched already, kitty?” Kai says. “Then fucking come all over those pretty little fingers and show us how badly you want to be owned.”

Kai’s voice sets me off, and I feel my pussy contract against my will, an orgasm rolling through me just from the sheer wickedness of this.

“Fuck, she’s dripping,” Milo says, and his tongue suddenly touches my inner thighs. “God, the fucking taste of you.”

“Fuck no,” Nathan grunts. He jumps up from the couch and shoves Milo aside, shoving the phone into his hand. “This pussy is mine to taste. Fucking tape it all.”

Before I can even protest, he’s already gripped my ass and buried his tongue deep inside my crevice.

“Fuck!” I groan as his tongue swirls around inside.

He drives in and out of me, lapping me up, all while Milo videotapes me like I’m some porn star getting her pussy eaten out.

And fuck me, right now, I don’t even mind as long as Nathan continues what he’s doing.

His tongue expertly rolls around my slit, setting my body on fire. And I can feel another orgasm building while his tongue bores into me.

Suddenly, he pulls away, leaving me bereft. He swiftly spins the chair around with me still on it, forcing me to look at the couch where Kai sits with his hand still down his pants.

“Watch him while I drive you insane and tell me how jealous it makes him that you’re mine to use,” Nathan grits.

He perches behind me and buries his tongue into me, driving me mad with lust.

The look in Kai’s eye as he watches me is nothing short of magical, the kind of rage I almost wish I could’ve given him myself. And it makes me want to gyrate against Nathan’s face just to piss him off.

Judging from the way Kai just ripped all nine inches of his pierced shaft from his pants, I succeeded.

“Fuck,” he grunts, slowly jerking off as Nathan’s tongue plows into me.

Milo videotapes us from all sides, his hand rubbing his bulge as he watches us too, and I don’t even care. I’m too overwhelmed by the sheer lust coursing through my veins as Nathan’s tongue circles around, bringing me to the edge.

“God, this fucking pussy tastes so good,” Nathan says. “No fucking wonder Kai couldn’t control himself.”

“Do you get it now?” Milo says, his eyes sparkling behind that mask of his. “That pussy is an addiction in itself.”

“This pussy wasn’t yours to bow to,” Nathan growls. “It’s fucking mine.”

And he drives his tongue into me so wildly, my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Fuck.”

He sucks at my clit and circles his tongue around it so good I don’t even know whether I still hate him enough to want to kill him after all this is over. As I clench the chair with every inch of strength, my eyes can’t help but find Kai’s in the dark. His hungry eyes hidden behind that Phantom mask practically beguile me to tumble off the chair and crawl to him on my knees.

And when his pierced shaft bounces up and down in his hands, almost ready to burst, I fall apart.

“Yes, come all over my tongue. Let me taste that ecstasy,” Nathan mumbles into my pussy.

And I do. I come so fucking hard I see stars, all while his tongue dips in and out of me, lapping me up like he’s an addict looking for a fix.

And fuck me, I could almost go for another round.

“Good fucking God. Now I understand.”

Nathan pulls away from my slit only to march to my face, grip my cheeks, and smash his lips on mine.

His tongue drives into my mouth, forcefully claiming me, and I’m still too aroused to even care about biting back. Our tastes mingle in my mouth, the sweet and sour mix of sex making me want the kiss even more.

Fuck, have I gone insane?

“Enough,” Kai says, and Nathan’s lips unlatch from mine.

Kai gets up from the couch, stiff and ready to plow into me. “Let me feel just how wet that pink pussy is for us and see how far I can take her.”

Oh fuck.

With a grin, Nathan wipes my juices from his chin and licks his fingers, then looks up at Kai. “I get why you’re addicted.”

Kai hooks his fingers underneath his hoodie and tears it off with his shirt. The devilish smirk on his face doesn’t prepare me for the number of abs that appear from underneath. He’s ripped in all the right places, scars marring his skin. Tribal tattoos decorate his arms and a giant Phantom logo is tattooed onto his chest with a date tattooed right underneath his heart.

What could it mean? And why do I even care?

“My turn,” Kai says as Nathan steps away, but then he grabs the camera from Milo’s hand and forcefully lowers it. “This part of her is all mine.”

Milo swallows and moves away from us while Kai approaches me, only to rip my mask off my face.

“Hey!”

He grips my throat, silencing me immediately. “Nothing will stand in my way of claiming you.”

I swallow as he releases me, and he circles me, only to perch himself behind me.

Nathan sits on the couch, hard-on dripping and on full display, and flicks his fingers. “Milo. Sit.”

Milo walks toward him, but instead of sitting on the couch, he sits on Nathan’s lap. Nathan zips him down, and now both cocks are dangling freely. And Jesus, is it a sight to behold.

But I can’t even focus because of Kai’s pierced tip pushing against my aching pussy.

“Are you ready for me, Lana?” He grips my hair, forcing me to tilt my head and look at him. “Answer me, kitty.”

“Yes. Get it o—”

I can’t even finish my sentence as he rips right through my pussy, no-holds-barred, and my mouth turns into an o-shape as a drawn-out moan slips out involuntarily.

“What were you saying again?” Kai muses. “Oh, right … words become hard when you’re impaled by the only cock that could break you.”

Fuck. He’s such an arrogant asshole.

As Kai thrusts into me, Nathan holds a hand in front of Milo’s face and says, “Spit.”

Milo drools in his hand, and Nathan brings it down between Milo’s ass.

And right as Kai pulls out and drives back inside, so does Nathan … into Milo.

Holy shit. They’re fucking.

I didn’t know they were lovers.

“Fuck!” Milo groans as Nathan plows into him with every inch.

“Tight?” Nathan says, holding Milo’s legs as he pulls all the way out again. “Good. You betray me, you feel the fucking burn.”

And he plunges right back into his ass right in front of me. He raises Milo’s body and flops him down on top of his shaft, again and again, railing him from behind. And watching them is kind of a turn-on.

Kai and Nathan move in sync, and Kai grips my hair so tightly I can’t look away, even if I wanted to. It’s almost as if he wants me to enjoy the same show I just gave them.

“How deep can you take me, Lana?” Kai murmurs into my ear, thrusting into me. And I’m so fucking wet I don’t even mind. “How far are you willing to dive into depravity with me?”

Suddenly, I feel his finger near my ass, and I gasp.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Bet.” He spits down and dips his finger inside, using the spit as lube. “It’s about time you felt what it’s truly like to be owned.”

He pushes in deeper and deeper until I can feel him everywhere, taking both holes at once, and the sensation of pleasure and pain mixes until I’m no longer able to differentiate the two. Staring at Nathan fucking Milo in the ass is not helping me conquer this lust either.

“Fuck,” I hiss when he pulls out, leaving me aching, needy …

“Oh yes, you’re ready for me,” he groans, the sound of his hands sloshing as he spreads my wetness over his length drawing my attention.

“For what?”

“Hold the chair tightly, kitty. You’re gonna need it to survive this.”

My eyes widen when he pushes the tip against my ass and dips inside. I can feel each and every one of his piercings like a fiery burn as he enters me.

And he says, “Your ass is gonna be filled to the brim with cum as punishment.”