Chapter 13
Blaise’s POV
It’s like herding sheep, I realize, as we stumble upstairs. It’s a damn miracle I don’t let them all fall down the marble steps.
If I did, they’d lie in a laughing heap of blood and broken bones.
Everything is fun as hell now, apparently.
“Woah, look.” Mia points at a deer head on the wall, then breaks down in hysterical giggles.
Rolling my eyes, I open the bedroom door. “Get in.”
“So bossy, Daddy.” She blows me a kiss on her way inside and winks behind the mask as she pulls a laughing Allie behind.
Grinding my teeth to dust, it takes everything in me not to throttle her. But then citrus and leather invade my senses, and all thoughts of my annoying girlfriend evaporate.
Cole’s broad shoulders crowd me against the doorframe. “You put something in my drink.”
“I would never do such a thing. I’m a golden boy, remember?” Reaching out, I pull off his mask and swap it with mine. “There, that’s better.” The smile I offer him as I slide mine back down to cover my face is nothing short of evil. “Have fun.“.
He sways into me before stumbling into the room when Mia yanks his arm, thinking he’s me, too fucked up to realize otherwise.
Yes, I’ll happily sacrifice her tonight for the greater good.
They fall onto the four–poster bed together, ripping their masks off, laughing and kissing.
Always one to be in control, Cole has lost all sense of the word now.
While Allie dances in front of a tall window, with her eyes closed and her arms raised in the air, I set up my phone on the dresser and press record, then double–check to ensure it’s getting a perfect shot of my dearest brother fucking up his life. Mom and Dad would be so proud.
I watch the screen with my back to the room, ignoring my twisting insides.
The urge to pull Mia away.
And not because I don’t like another man touching her, but because she’s touching him.
Cole motherfucking Carter.
Arms encircle my waist, and I turn around to find Allie smiling up at me.
Her mask lies abandoned on the carpeted floor.
“Why so serious, Cole?”
I tuck her hair behind her ear. One taste won’t hurt, right?
She drops to her knees and unbuckles my jeans. I should stop this, but despite what everyone likes to think, I’m not a good guy.
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Chapter 13
I’m selfish to the core.
Evil beyond measure.
While my brother fights with his fists, I cause anarchy through other less obvious measures.
Her devilish mouth envelopes me, and I fist her hair as I glance over at the bed. Cole has my girlfriend spread like a feast on the plush sheets, tongue buried deep in her cunt.
A cunt I’ve licked countless times.
I know her taste like the back of my hand. Know the feel of her clenching walls.
Mesmerized, I watch his fingers dig into Mia’s thighs while his tongue swirls circles over her swollen clit.
I’m jealous, my grip tightening on Allie’s hair, but the sickening feeling twisting my insides is not only intoxicating but addictive,
too.
Allie swallows me down, and I grunt, forcing her to take more of my dick. She gags, so I ram my dick as far down the back of her throat as I can.
Something deliciously dark curls around my heart.
My balls throb and my teeth gnash. I pull out, palming my wet dick.
Lifting my gaze, I catch my girlfriend coming all over Cole’s face. She’s squealing like a little piggy–all inhibitions gone out the window.
I chuckle, pulling on my cock.
Fell right into that trap, brother.
But he’s not done.
Crawling up her body, fucked out of his damn mind, he frees his dick
I push Allie away when she tries to suck me again. A sweet, toxic symphony of slapping skin rings out.
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