Slasher looked the other way, and I just stared ahead of me. Malcolm was making it clear that if either of us acted upon our secret wishes, he wouldn’t approve of it. It was best to keep what happened with the Beastly brothers and Inferno to myself then. Much better if it never happened again.
A troubled sigh seeped out of my chest. I tried to watch the men party to silence my mind. A face I hadn’t seen before caught my attention. His owner couldn’t have been older than a teen. “New prospect?”
“New blood. The last of Venom’s victims,” Malcolm said.
A pang set in my chest. “He’s too young.”
Malcolm shook his head. “A fucker like Venom didn’t differentiate.”
“Good thing he has you to take care of him.” I felt so stupid, so sorry for being mean and unappreciative to these guys in the past. “If he needs help with school, I’m here.”
Slasher looked at me sideways. “You do that, Professor. Maybe you’ll earn your cut after all.”
CHAPTER 36
SLASHER
“Dasher, is it really that bad that I wanna fuck your sister?” Ugh. “Dasher, it’s not the end of the world if I just fuck Vixen, you know?” I pinched the bridge of my nose, shaking my head at the separator that kept the limo driver from snooping on the passengers.
“Dasher, is it the worst thing in the world that I like your sister? Because that’s how I fucking feel. I like her. A lot. And I don’t mean just her ass.”
Fuck. I was fucking fucked.
I climbed out of the limo and entered the hotel where Vixen stayed. A Christmas tree centered the lobby. Lights, little Santas and elves hung everywhere. It looked like a fairy shitted sparkles in here.
I took the elevator and knocked on her door. When she opened, I almost went on my knees.
She wore a red dress that held her tits better than my hand would. Nah nothing would hold her tits better than my hands. But this dress just loved her tits almost as much as I did.
Her face had very light makeup on, and her hair was up in a simple do, but she looked like a royalty. And painfully sexy.
That woman took my imaginary breath away. And owned my cock. I didn’t even need to touch her. One look at her and I was hard as fuck.
“Oh my God, Slasher. Look at you. I barely recognized you.” She took me in from my slick hair I smoothed to the back, clean shaved face to my tux and dress shoes. “You clean up really well.”
“Enough to make your piece of shit ex jealous?”
“Enough to make every man and woman at the party jealous, but I don’t give a shit about anyone at that party.”
I smirked. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”Why can’t you just say you look beautiful? Fucking asshole.
“Thank you, and as flattered as I am that you can’t keep your eyes off my breasts, I’d prefer it if you look me in the eyes when you speak to me.”
“With tits like these, everybody will be looking, kitten.” My jaws clenched. “Go change.”
She giggled.
“I’m serious.”
“I’m not changing, Slasher. Let’s go please. We don’t want to be late.” She grabbed a purse and closed the door. Then she started ahead of me. Her ass looked so fucking perfect in that dress.
“You gotta be fucking shitting me.” I had to see for myself what that ass felt like. Fuck.
She teased me with a knowing grin. “Language, Mister Slasher.”
“Oh you knew better than to say this, kitten. You’re asking for it.”
She shrugged, summoning the elevator. “But you can’t do it.”
