LOGINHow did I let it get this bad?
My hand stayed on her thighs as she changed through the songs on the radio. I wasn’t sure what she thought it might mean. If she knew I’d scarred my hand to stop the itching. To stop the voices.Keep driving. Take her away from here.I clenched the wheel tighter. I couldn’t. I couldn’t take her from her home. From everyone she loved. Why would I?You’re the Reaper King. You can handle this.I could. But I abandoneHe’s recording me. He could use this against me. He wouldn’t. I knew he wouldn’t. The thought was stypid, same way my body was. Because even though I was a bit worried that he might use it against me somehow, my pussy was quivering excitedly. I moved, the tightness of the truck squeezing me closer to him. I looked at his cock… my breath hitched as I clamped my teeth clamped harder on the shirt. He was hard. Throbbing like he hadn’t just cum. I wondered how many times he could go even though he came, and the image of me being plugged with all of his cum had my nipples hardening. “Remy.”The threat in his voice sent goosebumps down my spine as I reached for his cock. The angling in the truck was still a little hard but I managed, raising myself up. And then I sank. Just the tip and every nerve in my body fired up. I didn’t know where to place my hand but he held it, placing it right on his chest, his eyes still on me. Decker was looking at me like he knew I could do it by myself,
When Blake kissed me, I hated it. I thought I’d throw up. I thought I’d die. I thought of how different kissing you is. Kissing you feels as natural as breathing. I want to always have my lips on you. “Fuck.” My stomach tightened. My pussy walls were already clenching hard around him. Fingers. Fucking fingers and I could feel the world spin. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry—”He hit me. The slap wasn’t strong, but it was hard enough to send a jolt straight down to my pussy. I clenched harder on his fingers. They were so thick, and the pace in which he was going— fuck. Fuck. “Trying to rile me up? Do you have a death wish, baby?”My legs were awkward as I tried to find a suitable position. My back hurt pressing on the wheel. I felt like I was going to be squashed from how everywhere was pressing into me— but none of it mattered because my entire focus was on Decker. “M-Maybe—”He took his fingers out. He took his fingers out.I gasped at the sudden emptiness, my body clenching aroun
How did I let it get this bad?My hand stayed on her thighs as she changed through the songs on the radio. I wasn’t sure what she thought it might mean. If she knew I’d scarred my hand to stop the itching. To stop the voices. Keep driving. Take her away from here. I clenched the wheel tighter. I couldn’t. I couldn’t take her from her home. From everyone she loved. Why would I? You’re the Reaper King. You can handle this. I could. But I abandoned that life for her. She didn’t know who I was. She had no idea. The things I had done. The things I had recently began all over again…“I like this one.” Remy was smiling now as she looked at me. “Fuck. Look at me. Here I was thinking after all this time, I’d stop being such a pop girly, but I guess I’m always gonna be mushy.”The song was soothing. I couldn’t make out the words. It had recently become harder to make out words when it wasn’t Remy speaking. It was almost as if
Come to the storage room. Decker’s message rang through my head. Storage room. Not here. Not the cabin. He couldn’t even be here with me in this shit place. And this marriage thing… What does he want? To fuck? He can’t even pretend to be here with me? He can’t pretend to want me for anything but sex? What are we? What is this? “Remy—” I spun around, my eyes hard. “What the fuck do you want?” Garett stared at me the way he always did, like I was some freak of nature he couldn’t categorize properly. I hated him. That wasn’t going to change. “You could just say no.” “No. Fuck off.” I turned around, my heart pounding. “We’re not friends.” “That’s the one thing you need right now, don’t you think?” My head snapped back to him. “What the fuck does that mean?” Garett stared at me. His knife spun that fucking useless knife of his around. “What do you think I mean? Look around you, Princess. The people here are so fucking little. And what? Everyone’s talking shit about you and you’
“SURPRISE!”I stopped at the door of the main house, my arm instantly shielding my face as confetti and streamers filled the air. I held back a hiss as I stared at the first face I saw. Buggy. “What the fuck is happening?”He was a big looking man and yet, somehow, he looked like he was trying to find somewhere to hide. “Cheer up, princess,” There were other people here. Other members of the group. Even Garett was in a corner like the rat he was, watching. The entire main house was decorated with a cake somewhere in the middle as Slink continued, “We realized we never celebrated you graduating. I found your college scores. 4.0. Honors. I’m so fucking impressed, I can’t even call you out for cheating.”Wolf stood a few feet away, a cake in his hand. “There’s been a lot… going on. Some of us just wanted to do something nice for you. To cheer you up. You’d have… done the same.”Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My stomach turned. And I felt sick. I could still feel Blake’s lips on me. His hand o
“Can I leave now?”“No.” I slid out from under the car and shot him a glare. “You don’t have work. You don’t have anywhere to be so stay quiet, put more food into your system and stop trying to run away,”Wolf made a face, but he didn’t complain anymore. The other mechanics around us held back a laugh. When I returned back with Slink, I found them waiting in front of the house, telling me that I had work to do (while they knelt afterwards and begged me to come back when I said no). Unlike the rest of the compound, they hadn’t asked a single question. Nothing about what had happened that night. Or why my Father hit Decker. Nothing personal. And for the last two days ever since my little journey into the town with Slink, it had been calming. But I hadn't seen Decker either. I wiped the grease off my hands with a rag, watching Wolf pick up the burger I’d gotten for him. I walked up to him, ruffling his hair a bit. We hadn’t talked about the… incident, but he had gotten a cold and h
Remy was light. And she made it far too fucking easy to pull and tug her every which way. She was quiet, thankfully as I pulled her into my cabin. I walked away, heading to my fridge. I took out a bottle of beer and chugged it, hearing her finally speak again, “Not gonna close the door? Afraid I’m
I made a face staring at the rest of the crew who were, for some fucking reason, sitting all in front of me like I did something. Did someone see? They did, didn’t they? Fucking hell. Doesn’t matter. I’m not letting Decker go. Not after that kiss. No way in hell. “So…” I drawled, trying to flas
“Never seen anyone look this pretty to unclog a toilet before. You seen it before, Slink?” Buggy asked. Slink, the two timing bastard, leaned backwards into the cars. “Been in a rundown club with piss being sprayed in the air. Never a pretty woman going at it with shit.” I stopped my momentary
I looked much more like my father than I did my mom which wasn’t too disappointing especially since he was still a stud at fifty. Gray hair that made him like a silver fox in his prime. And those dark eyes that spelled trouble. Made sense why mom fell for him. Also made sense why I fell for Dec







