"Because if you don't, I'm going to make you swallow your teeth, and ensure that you become a fucking eunuch."Her harshly spoken words repeat on a loop inside my head, as do the images of her vicious attack on Damon and River. A part of me is furious that she even had the audacity to touch them, but another part admires her prowess, and the way she didn't back down.Violent little psycho,the nickname suits her perfectly.
It seems my newsisterhas a violent streak, and a savior complex. If she weren't already in our sights, her actions this morning would guarantee her our attention, one that she's bound to regret catching. My lip rises with remembrance of how feral she looked, threatening me with her fist, as I came down that freshman's tight throat. Fuck, my cock is getting hard justthinking about the menacing look in those vibrant sea-glass green eyes, and the way her high cheekbones were flushed pink as she bared her teeth at me.Fucking beautiful.I should have pulled out of the freshman's mouth and forced Olivia to take my cock, there and then, to teach her some respect, after all, she’s in my house and temple, where I’m a god. There will be time yet to teach my unwanted sister some manners, and I look forward to every single moment, and her screams.
"Fucker, can you not?" River mumbles next to me, his glare pointing at the tent my hardening dick is making of my pants. I roll my eyes at him, 'cause we both know I don't give a fuck who sees my cock, and that he usually doesn't have an objection to my hard dick being in his face.
Damon chuckles amusedly. "Bet you ahundred kthat he's thinking about his new little sister." He motions to one of the bitches that circles us incessantly, and has a habit of being passed between us, as she starts strolling over in her high heels, like she's walking on a runway somewhere, with her brainless friends in tow.
I grunt my response, but I don't bother to confirm or deny his accusation, and I roll my eyes in boredom at the obnoxious giggling, as the chicks approach our table.They're too stupid to even see their demise, let alone feel any self-preservation. It's almost too easy.I meet Damon's gaze and peruse his facial features, and the lump that's formed on his forehead, from where Olivia headbutted him. The little bitch got him good. "How's your head?" I smirk.
"Fucking dirty cunt has a hard head," he replies, and breaks the connection between us. "If I'm being honest, I didn't see that level of violence coming, but now that I know she's capable of it, it makes me want to destroy her and force her to her knees, so I can shove my hard cock into every one of her holes, and hear her scream.Fuck, I bet she sounds so pretty screaming."
His words have a tinge of jealousy rising within me. The need to possess her, to wrap my hand tightly around Olivia's neck, and force her subservience before me, calling to me with heated demand. I shake my head to push away thoughts that are unnatural to me. She's not mine, and I don't want her to be. I just want to abuse and use her up, break pieces off her so that she's never whole again. To make her my temporary plaything, until she runs screaming from us, and she will run. I'll make sure of it.
I watch with boredom, as Damon pushes his chair back and one of the girls finds her way into his lap. He immediately cups her breast for all to see. Instead of outrage, the stupid bitch preens, as if it's some great accomplishment to be sexualized in a public setting, in front of the masses, by someone who doesn't even care to know her name.
"Jesus, she was glorious, wasn't she? I need a taste of that. All that delicious violence and rage," River moans, and rubs his large hand across his jaw, successfully interrupting my thoughts. The other girls make their way over to us, one wrapping her arms around River’s neck as if she's welcome to touch him without his consent.News flash, she’s not.
I know, I know, I'm a fucking hypocrite, but the difference is we're Mayhem, the top of the food chain, and no one gets to use us to climb the social ladder. I'm just about to open my mouth, and tell the bitch touching River to get on her knees like a dog under the table, awaiting scraps, when Ava slides in next to me, taking the empty chair to my left. She bats her long, fake lashes, and her captivating sky-blue eyes narrow in on me. "Hey, Cross, haven't seen you in a hot minute."
Ava Blair is an exhausting contradiction, and a massive pain in my ass, all in one. She plays the airhead blonde part immaculately, despite being a brunette, and I happen to know she has a massive IQ. Why she plays these subterfuges, only she knows. The only reason I don't treat her the same as the otherwomen in Soule is due to her family's connections, and their usefulness to Mayhem. That provides her a meager amount of safety from our savagery. I don't need my dad up my ass when her feelings get hurt, or worse, we break her, and her daddy comes calling. None of that, however, has stopped us from passing her around between us when we're bored, and she needs something from us. She plays the game just as well as we do, using her tight holes, and family connections, as leverage and payment. Shit, if she had been born with a cock instead of her pretty pussy, she'd be a part of Mayhem now. Alas, no woman has ever held a position of power within Mayhem’s ranks, and I don't see that changing anytime soon with my father in charge.
I'm about to respond when a hush suddenly falls over the crowd in the space, and all eyes seem to narrow on the newcomer, who stands there defiantly with her head held high, her purple and brown, wavy hair cascading down her back, and over her toned shoulders.She's a wrathful little fairy.The memory of what she looks like naked instantly takes up residence in my mind, and forces me to swallow down a lustful groan.Sinful. Otherworldly. Erotic.
My eyes trail down her form, admiring her long, graceful neck, and how my hand will look fantastic, circling it, and cutting off her air. I can't wait until the angry bitch has all my fingerprints imprinted on her skin. Her black crop top displays her firm, toned stomach, the black leggings she's wearing show off the definition of her legs, and the plump, rounded ass that I want to take a massive bite of. She's pure sin and temptation standing there, and I have always been attracted to the dark side. I wonder if she would dare bite me back if I set my teeth into her golden flesh?
"She's a tasty little bitch, isn't she?" River inquires, and when I dare to take my eyes off of her and turn them in his direction, he's just as mesmerized as I am by our violent little psycho.
"She's currently staring daggers at us, and it's making me all warm and tingly on the inside," Damon chuckles as he pulls the girl's skirt up to her waist, effectively giving the room a full view of her thong and asscheeks, while she squirms on his lap.
"Who is that? Is she new here?" Ava inquires, but I'm too enthralled to pay her any attention. My eyes are now solely locked on Olivia, and I'm waiting with anticipation to see what she'll do next.
The crowd parts further, leaving a wide gap between her and them. Perhaps they sense the waves of danger that run through her veins, or maybe that's the vibes we’re sending out in warning. No one takes onMayhemwithout repercussions, and my new unwanted sibling is about to learn that firsthand. She stalks forward as if she has no thought of her own self-preservation, an angry scowl across those beautiful, delicate features that I long to sully with my cum. Her rage is palpable. She's ready for another round of violence, and I'm almost tempted to give it to her.Soon.Soon enough, she will be bowing at my fucking feet, hopefully with her arms tied behind her back, and a ball gag strapped to her pretty face, so she can't spew any venom my way.
"YOU! You three motherfuckers, how did you know my name? Who the hell are you?" She demands, as she approaches our table and slams her palms down forcefully, causing our drinks to bounce and spill some of their contents on the tabletop, and Ava screeches when some splashes her way. Olivia leans her body lower before us until she's at eye level, and her shirt gapes low in the front, giving me a front-row view of those golden globes encased in black silky fabric, that I watched heaving in the shower yesterday, and that I jerked off to the memory of this morning at River's house.
"Cross..." Ava begins under her breath, but I give her a nod to shut her mouth, without taking my eyes off the stunning rage-filled creature before me. I'm not interested in what Ava has to say, only what Olivia will do next.
A snort leaves Damon's mouth, his lips pulling into a sinister grin. From the corner of my eye, I observe as he pushes the slut off his lap with a disgruntled cry, and leans closer to Olivia across the short span of the table, licking his lips, as if craving a taste of the delectable treat before us:fresh meat for the wolves who are ravenous.
"Careful now, girl, that demanding and insolent tone is more than likely to get you a hard cock shoved down your throat, or up that sexy, round ass." His words are threatening, but his tone is filled with seduction and heat. The fucker is just hoping that she forces him to comply with his threats, and if I’m being honest, so am I. Her hand flies out and smacks the cup in front of her, causing the contents to shoot forward and drench our laps, and Ava rises with a scream.
"WHAT THE FUCK, BITCH!" River jumps from his chair, soda and ice dripping down his legs.
"OHMYGOD!" Ava shouts as she swipes at the wet spot on her skirt, and gives Olivia a deadly look. Olivia, to my amusement, gives Ava a quick perusal and then dismisses her, as if she's not even worth giving her any more attention.
"I'm not like that freshman,fuckers.If you try to touch me, I'll rip your arms off and beat you with them. Now, I asked you a question, and I'm loath to repeat myself, but since I'm guessing you three don't have a fucking working brain cell to rub between you, and the attention span of gnats, how do you know my name?"
I cross my arms over my chest and watch, as her pretty, bright sea-glass eyes track the movement. She's furious at our earlier treatment, but also intrigued. I can work with that. I want her to be curious about us, that way, it will be easier to destroyher. "You're right, you're not. She was attractive, but you're just basic. An angry little beaver showing her teeth."
If possible, her eyes get even larger, and glow with an inner fire. She's ready to rain violence down on me at my callous words. There is nothing basic about this girl, from the top of her purple and brown streaked hair down to her dainty feet, and everything in between. However, there is no way I'm telling her that. I'd rather swallow my fucking tongue first.
"Wow,just fucking wow. Do you honestly think I want you to objectify me? I don't give a flying shit if you think I'm attractive. I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but let's get something straight here. You come at me, and I'll bury you in a deep hole where no one will ever find you. Now, answer the damn question!"
"You can't speak to them like that, whoever the hell you are," Ava interjects, getting in Olivia's space. The two women stare each other down, neither one looking like they will back down, and at any moment, we'll have a catfight on our hands. As amusing and hot as that would be to watch, I don't find myself in the mood to observe the bloodshed. Then again, I bet Olivia's blood would look beautiful spilled across the walls of this place, and perhaps coating my cock.
"You tell her, Ava, you're such agood girl." River smirks, adding fire to an already volatile situation with his brand of sadistic humor. He's ever the malevolent instigator. I watch with amusement as a red flush rises on Ava's cheeks with embarrassment at River's comment.
"Listen, collagen Barbie, I'm not speaking to you. Mind your fucking business before I use those pricey extensions to gag you." Olivia shoves Ava, and she slams into the next table with a shriek, causing its residents to flee for safety, and abandon their meals.So messy, so much unnecessary drama.I hate chaos and attention, well, if I'm not the one causing it, that is.
