“I want you to come for me, baby. Coat me in it while you take my cock in your tight little hole.” Kip groans, the slap of skin on skin loud in the quiet room.
All it takes is two more pumps of his thick cock before I throw my head back and come with a keening cry. Stars are in my eyes as jet after jet of my cum coats Kip’s abs. When I finally come down, Kip is a sight to behold. His torso glistens with my release, his teeth bared, and hecontinues pounding into me. One, two, three more thrusts and then I feel Kip’s cock swell and pulse, filling me with his cum.
When he stills, I slump forward, not caring about the sticky mess between us.
Kip’s hands find my back, rubbing soothing circles over it as he kisses my temple.
“I love you so fucking much, Charlie. I want this forever.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Charlie
Losing the Plot
I fumble in the darkness of the bathroom at three in the morning, washing my hands. Even though I was asleep, I still have a dumb grin on my face from my night with Kip. Using my phone to light my path, I exit into the hall.
“He’s cheating on you, you know that right?” Tyson’s voice comes out of the darkness of the hallway, spooking me.
“What?” I mumble, still groggy and disoriented in the dark.
“Kip. He’s a playboy, always has been. He’s known to fuck a different hole every night. Do you honestly believe you’re any different? You think you’re special or something?” Tyson sneers, his face lit up by his cellphone.
“God, will you just give up already? I get it, you’re in love with him. You had years to make things right, and to tell him how you felt, and you blew it. Time to move on, Tyson.” I make to push past him, but he raises his hand to my chest and stops me.
“You need proof, huh? How’s this?” He turns his phone screen towards me, and hits play on a video.
The volume is down low, but it’s loud enough in the empty apartment for me to hear what’s happening. Kip grunting, someone moaning. The screen shows a video of Kip railing some girl, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he pounds into her. At first, my breath stops, and dread coils in my gut.
But then I notice Kip’s eyes. They aren’t the silver pools I’m used to.They’re blue-grey. His hair is shorter, less tousled than he wears it now. And he’s not as chiseled. This isn’t recent footage.
“That’s fucking sick, Tyson. Why the fuck do you have that footage? Does Kip know you keep videos of his past hook-ups?” I spit, absolutely disgusted. Tyson is obsessed with Kip, it’s clear as fucking day.
“This was yesterday, before you went out for the night.” Tyson’s face is full of pity, but his eyes sparkle with mirth.
“Do you really think I’m that dumb? It’s clearly an old video, from before he was turned. His eyes aren’t the right color. And his hair is different now.”
Is he really stooping this low?
My lip curls in disgust. “You’re really desperate, aren’t you? You want me gone that badly? To what? Try and win Kip over? You fucked up, Tyson. It’s too late.”
Tyson comes at me, using his forearm against my throat to push me into the wall. “God, you just don’t get it, do you? Kip has been mine for years, and then you think you can come in and take him from me? I tried to be nice. I tried to warn you. I’ve tried everything in my power to get you to leave him alone. But no, you had to keep pushing. Remember when this is over, all you had to do was walk away. You chose not to, and that’s on you.”
Tyson presses harder against my throat, choking me. I reach up, digging my fingernails into the meat of his arm, trying to pry it away from me. He’s too strong. Stupid fucking vampire.
“What’re you going to do, huh?” I rasp out, coughing and wheezing.
“Well, the only thing I can do, Charlie. Take care of the problem.”
I wake shivering on a concrete floor, somewhere pitch black.
“Oh good, you’re up. Just in time, I’d like your input on this message I’m sending.” Tyson says from somewhere in the darkness. “You see, I want it to be believable. And from what I can tell, you’re agiant nerd, so that means you probably care about grammar and punctuation and all that shit. So if I text like I normally would, I don’t think Kip would buy it.”
“What the fuck are you on about?” I groan, pressing myself up from the floor, rubbing my arms against the chill. Damn, I’m only in my fucking boxer briefs. I’m literally going to freeze to death.
“Here’s what I’ve got so far…” Tyson obnoxiously clears his throat. “Kip, I can’t be a vampire. I know that’s what you want, but it isn’t the life for me. Also, Tyson was right, I’m not good enough for you.”
I scoff. “I would never say any of that. And Kip knows that I wouldn’t break up with him, not after the talk we had earlier. We’re soulmates, you idiot. You can’t come between us.”
