“You don’t want everyone to see what’s yours, do you?” I said/tried to convince her out of going all cannibal on my ass. “I mean, I didn’t take you for someone who’d want to share my…stuff.” Yeah, I wasn’t being very convincing about this.
Rina gave me a ‘Really?’ look, then tugged hard on my belt.
“Fine, fine.” I got to my feet and unzipped my jeans. “Christ, woman; patience.” I stood and faced the group so that they couldn’t see my trembling cheeks, then pushed my jeans down to my knees and bent my upper body forward.
Daniel smirked at me, and I knew this was his dare without even having to ask him about it.
Rina stood and came behind me, and this time when she went on her knees, I knew she’d serve me pain instead of pleasure.
I looked at her from over a shoulder. “If you make me bleed, there’ll be consequences,” I told her.
She laughed, pushed aside my underwear, and leaned in.
And then…
Then there was only pain.
Agony.
Torment.
Affliction.
PAIN.
So. Much. Fucking. Pain.
I yelped and practically jumped off the ground when Rina’s teeth pressed onto my right ass cheek. That creature bit down on me with sheer force – one that all but blinded me as a sharp sting coursed through my damn ass, all the way down to my toes.
“Fucking HELL!” I screamed as I stumbled away from Rina and put my jeans back on. “You…you Goddamn piranha!”
She was laughing so hard she was tearing up. Even her face was flushed from the amusement she’d gotten from seeing me so out of it.
I heard more laughter, so I turned around, and found all ten idiots who were sitting in the circle, cackling at my behest. Simran was among them, and that says a lot, because sheneverlaughs.
Great. Fucking fantastic.
I took what was left of my dignity, and sat back down. But as soon as my ass hit the floor, a new wave of pain shot through me, making me hiss.
Taron cleared his throat. “It’s called karma, brother,” he whispered to me, his expression smug.
“Fuck yousovery much,brother,” I whispered back, resulting in him to chuckle.
Rina slid over to me and sat down to my right, and when I glanced at her, she sent an air kiss my way.
My lips twitched. It was hard to stay mad at her, however occasionally undomesticated she might be.
“Pick a chit, Myles,” came Ash’s voice.
I nodded at her, then sent a prayer before reluctantly grabbing a chit from the bowl.
As soon as I read it, though, I realized that my plea to the Lord above had gone in vain, because the dare…it was…
“Have someone wax your armpits,” I read out loud, and all but died on the inside because…
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
41. Armpit Waxing
