“Just stop.” I shove this prospect aside, grab my gun, and go looking for my girls.
I find them down the hall in one of the party rooms where the orgies happen.
“Hey, bitches. First one to make me cum gets their debt with me wiped clean.”
I move to the center of the room and these dumb cunts start fighting over me. Shoving each other this way and that until this one bitch, Lainey sticks her tongue in my ass, and I moan.
That seems to get their attention. I drop down on the big bed and spread my legs. I got a bitch on each titty, one between my legs, and another smothering my face with her big fat tits. “Now this is how a Pres should be treated,” I groan, eyes rolling back in my head.
“Having a party, sugar tits? I’m hurt you didn’t invite me.” Killer strolls into the room and if my weapons weren’t so far away right now this fucker would be dead.
“Go off yourself.”
He rolls his eyes and grabs one of the bitch’s who isn’t taking turns pleasuring me. “Bend over and touch your toes, baby doll.” His gaze never leaves mine as he rolls a condom over his dick and slams inside her from behi
nd.
He thinks he can make me jealous, but it isn’t going to work. I’d kill the bitch for touching him, except I don’t want him to think I care. He can have his fun. I moan and look up to Killer again. He’s just staring at me while pounding his dick into that cunt while finger fucking another that sidled up to him. He looks pissed as he watches me.
Good.
I cum again when one of my bitches works her tongue faster on my clit. This is fucking great and all, but I seriously need a dick inside me right now. Pulling a girl from my tit up I tell her to go get me a man, not Oak of course, but which ever brother out there that wants a fuck. I know Breaker has rules, only fucks on runs, so he’s out, but I wish he’d made an exception.
The girls I’m with start moving off me and go clean up while Gumdrop comes over finally, looking sheepish. “I really am sorry, Trin, when all the shit went down in the club, I didn’t know how to handle it.”
I snort. “Yeah, and that’s why you’re now a club whore. Congrats to fucking you.” She bites her lip and sits down by me, what the hell she want? “Bitch get the fuck out of my face. You’re dead to me. Go on and get gone before I fuck you with my knife. She scurries off looking ready to piss herself. Bitch should be scared. She should’ve had my back.
Thrash comes sauntering in and smirks at me. Oh yeah, I want. He glances over to Killer who is dumping a load of cum in a whore’s mouth, his face grim as he watches Thrash come to me. “Heard you wanted a dick.”
“Damn right I do.” I drop to my knees, bringing his pants down as I go.
Chapter 23
Killer
“Wake up, you sick fucking bastard.” Hush shakes me, and I rub my eyes.
“What time is?” I groan, rolling the bitch I was fucking last off me. She drops to the floor, and I look over the edge of the bed at her. Guess that breath play was too much for her. I got a little carried away pretending it was Trinity I was choking.
Last night was fucking fucked up, to say the least. It was hot, watching Trinity getting off from bitches, even though I was pissed it was someone who wasn’t me touching her. But the second Thrash stepped into the room, I knew my anger had skyrocketed. I watched Trinity sink to her knees and deep throat that fucker.
“Late. We’ve got a big problem.”
“Oh, yeah. What’s that?”
He folds his arms over his chest. “Trinity’s gone. That’s what.”
Fucking hell. I should have known the crazy bitch would go off and do something stupid.
“Word is that the Blazing Demons got her. Trin is fucked in the head but she seems to care about you. Question is how much do you care about her and what are you willing to do about it?”
I scrub a hand over my face.
“I’m going to go get my bitch. That’s what.”
“I knew I liked you, man.”
“Sorry about the bitch.” I snort as I step over her body and get dressed.