Heart Recaptured (Hades Hangmen #2)(18)

AK caught my approach and my hard stare at his arm on Lilah’s. He immediately let go, and Lilah’s eyes fluttered up to meet mine, softening in relief.

“You kill him yet?” AK asked, nodding his head in Vike’s direction.

Wiping my bloodied knuckles on my wet jeans, I glanced back at Vike, still fetal on the ground, cupping his balls. “Nah, not that goddamn lucky. That bastard could survive a f*ckin’ nuclear holocaust, Vike and the goddamn cockroaches… and he’d probably attempt to skull-f*ck all’a them too. Asshole.”

Hearing Lilah sniff and wrap her arms across her chest, I tipped my head at her. “Let’s go, sweet cheeks.”

“You been catching a midnight swim, brother?” Cowboy asked as we headed away, spitting his chewing tobacco onto the small patch of grass beside his Chopper.

Hush’s top lip lifted in amusement, his leather-clad arms wrapped over his chest.

Groaning, I replied, “Don’t f*ckin’ ask.”

I could see AK, Hush, and Cowboy looking at a soaked Lilah, her dripping long blond hair haphazardly stuffed into that god-awful white headdress thing she never took off, and then Cowboy looked over at me. My jaw clenched when he raised his eyebrow in question. I shook my head and they all smirked.

Nosy f*cking cunts!

Reaching out my hand, I grabbed Lilah’s arm, pulled her forward, and headed for the back door to the apartment over the garage. As we entered the hallway, I caught Flame sitting at the top of the stairs. He looked down, his crazy black eyes boring holes into me.

Turning Lilah by her shoulder, I pointed up the stairs to her room. “Get up there and lock the door.”

She silently nodded her head and climbed the stairs, only to glance back when I called her name.

“Lilah, I’ll be here in the morning. Be ready.”

Lilah gripped the handrail and nervously asked, “If I could make a request, it would be that I be left alone. I will not leave my room again. I will cause no further problems.”

Shaking my head, I replied, “We’ve been through this, sweet cheeks. I’m gonna be teaching you how to be here in the outside world.” I pointed to my chest. “Ky, remember? Your personal f*ckin’ tutor.”

Her mouth opened. “I—”

“You don’t get a choice. You’re doing it. Now get upstairs and sleep.”

Lilah bowed her head at my order, which only served to piss me off even more. She gave Flame a wide berth and rushed inside the apartment, slamming the door.

I ran my hands down my face, leaned against the wall, and groaned. This was gonna be a clusterf*ck. I could feel it in my bones. Worst thing was I wouldn’t even be able to touch her or else Styx would go Saudi on my ass and cut off my hands.

Pushing off the wall, I heard Flame sharpening his knives on the strop tied to the waistband of his leathers. I smirked at him, camped outside the pilgrim bitches’ door like an obedient dog. Flame caught me laughing and his crazy eyes snapped to mine, his teeth bared, and I was sure I caught a low growl.

His infatuation with Mae’s little sister was so f*cking amusing. I smiled wide and shouted, “Have fun, Fido. I’ll be back later to take you out for your scheduled walk and piss!” I headed for the exit door, still laughing, when a long blade flew past me and sliced into the wall next to my head.

“What the f*ck!” I spun to face Flame. The f*cker was still staring at me, sharpening his blades, no other emotion but the usual psychopathic hate in his stare. Slamming the doors wide open, I flicked my middle finger at him over my shoulder and a couple of minutes later, entered my private room.

Tiff and Jules were sprawled on the sheets asleep, Jules’s head lying on Tiff’s plastic tits. Within seconds, I was naked and I strode over to the bed, yanking on Tiff’s arm. She bolted upright, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and Jules stirred beside her. As I crawled on the bed, Tiff’s eyes lit up with excitement when she set her sights on my straining big cock.

“Fuck, baby, I’ve never seen you so long and hard. That all for me?” Jules leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around it, circling her tongue around the tip. I snapped back my head and tried like f*ck to just enjoy the bitch sucking me off, but I couldn’t stop thinking of Lilah, all wet and naked under that see-through slip, her bare * and huge tits peeking through… just to taunt me.

Pushing Jules off my dick, I grabbed Tiff and pushed her on her stomach, lifting her ass in the air. Reaching into the top drawer of my bedside dresser, I pulled out a rubber, rolled it on in record time, and in one long thrust, slammed my cock into Tiff’s already drenched *. As I pounded my hips against her ass, our flesh slapping together, I could almost imagine it was Lilah below me. That only made me swell more, and Tiff screamed out in pleasure.

Feeling the bed dip, I looked to the side only to see Jules on her back, shuffling her head between my legs, where she proceeded to lick and suck on my balls.

I was done for. Leaning my chest down, I fisted Tiff’s blond hair and rammed into her hard. Tiff screamed and I felt her * contract; she was coming so f*ckin’ hard. Jules, on hearing her bitch’s squeal of pleasure, took my balls into her mouth, tonguing at the flesh while rubbing frantically at her clit.

The grunts and moans were loud, the bed’s headboard slammed against the wall, chipping paint, and when Tiff threw back her head, screaming as she came, I exploded in her cunt, flopping down on her sweat-soaked back as Jules mewled between my legs, fingering herself and coming down from her orgasm.