Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(24)

Kaity couldn’t look away though. Watching the woman moving. Up and down. Up and down. Erik drank the rest of his beer and dropped the bottle to the ground. He then pushed the back of the woman's head; his big hand commanding the woman’s mouth.

It wasn’t jealousy that came next to Kaity… it was warmth. It was wetness. She was kind of turned on in that moment watching Erik. She wondered what he thought as he stared at her. Was he just teasing her? Or maybe it was a clear message to not get involved. To simply rest there for the night and get the hell out in the morning.

Before Kaity could muster up any more thoughts or ideas, she watched Erik lift himself and grit his teeth. She could sense it. She could see it in his face.

He was coming.

The woman stopped moving and Kaity felt her mouth open. She was hungry for Erik. She wanted to kick the freaking woman aside and taste Erik. Her mouth had to be full by now, right? The warm release pumping again and again.

Erik put his head back.

That was all Kaity could take. Her body was on fire. Her panties clung to her slit. Her heart was still racing. And her thoughts… they were a mess.

Kaity rushed down the hall and crashed into a wall. She made fists and pounded on the wall a few times, trying to calm herself. She didn’t know whether to scream or cry or rush to the bedroom and rip her own pants and panties off and touch herself. Everything ached. Everything tingled.

When Kaity walked down toward Erik’s room, she spotted a figure across from the door. One foot up. Thumbs in his pockets. A cigarette hanging from his mouth. The cherry glowed almost as much as his eyes did.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Blaine said.

He took a drag and dropped the smoke to the floor and stepped on it.

“What do you want?” Kaity asked.

“What’d you see?”

“Fuck off.”

Kaity took another step and Blaine came forward, putting his arm out. He stopped Kaity, but only for a second. She opened the bedroom and went inside. She slammed the door and fell against it.

“I’m right here,” Blaine said. “I’ll wait for you.”

“There’s no waiting,” Kaity said. “Go away.”

Kaity blinked and tears formed in her eyes. She didn’t want to be there. She didn’t want to be alone. She feared going to sleep because she feared the dreams she would have. Worse yet, she hated not having a car. No matter how bad the dreams were she could always get behind the wheel of the car and drive.

But not now.

She was trapped in this clubhouse and trapped in Erik's f*cking bedroom.

Blaine knocked on the door. “I’m not leaving.”

“What do you want?”

“To talk,” Blaine said. “I know what you saw.”

“Oh yeah? Then tell me.”

“You saw some woman sucking off Erik. Going crazy on his cock, right? Taking him deep, suckling his load down her throat.”

Kaity slammed a fist against the door. “Stop.”

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s the life, sweetheart. That’s her job out there. And Erik… he’s lost right now. He told me to come get you. That I could have you.”

“What?” Kaity asked. She turned but didn’t open the door. “What did you just say?”

“You heard me,” Blaine said. “I wouldn’t lie, love. Well, okay, I would lie, cheat, steal, and kill for *. Especially yours. I’ve seen it, remember? I can’t stop thinking about it. Pink and tender. Wet. Your little lips curled open, that tight little hole begging…”

“Just go away,” Kaity said.

There was no way she could hear this right now. A guy like Blaine was dangerous. Crazy. Wild. Like Erik, but… more.

“I’m not going away,” Blaine said. “Erik had his fun out there. He’ll crash there, too. I’m here for you, sweetheart. You open the door for me and I’ll take you places you never knew existed.”

“I… I’m not…”

“Is that what you want tonight?” Blaine asked. “To be in there alone… thinking about that woman guzzling on Erik…”

“Fuck you,” Kaity whispered. “Fuck. Just stop.”

“Come on, open up.”

“I don’t want to.”

“There is no wants… just needs.”

Kaity closed her eyes and she saw the woman again. On her knees. Head bobbing up and down. The look on Erik’s face. Cocky. Sexy. Enjoying the pleasure. Maybe enjoying it more because Kaity was watching.

With her eyes still shut, Kaity turned the knob and opened the door.

Blaine stood with his thumbs hooked in his jeans again. He had a little smile on his face.

“He wants me to f*ck you,” Blaine said. “He wants me to do to you what he didn’t do… maybe what he couldn’t do.”

Kaity put her arms to her sides. She just stood there.

Blaine stepped forward. Kaity didn’t step back. When his body touched hers, she felt nothing. His smell overwhelmed her. He stunk like dirty man and smoke.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Blaine said. “I’ll f*ck you nice and slow first… then it’ll get wild.”

Blaine put his cheek to Kaity’s. He let out a breath and sighed. His hands touched Kaity’s waist. Before Kaity knew what she was doing, she jumped and wrapped her legs around Blaine.