Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“I can bring anyone to their knees with ease, yet you make me want to drop to mine,” I murmur, grasping her fingers so I can peck those too. “Do you see now the power you hold?”
Suddenly, furious hazel eyes hiding behind a mask appear behind her shoulder, and I peer up, feeling the pressure of that judgmental gaze.
Oh dear.
ARES
I grab the glass of wine off the table in front of me and swirl the contents, but neither this wine nor the entire party will ever remotely offer me the pleasure or release I’m looking for.
I take a reluctant sip as I watch the people I invited dance and fuck around in the common room. There are couples everywhere—threesomes, foursomes, men, women, anything and every combination fucking with each other, spurting dicks and sloshing wet pussies across the entire room—and not an inkling of lust courses through my veins.
I’ve never once not enjoyed the parties we threw until today.
Until … that fucking girl.
I clench the glass tighter and take another sip, angered that not even a Tartarus party filled with debauchery and indulging in all the seven fucking sins can sway me.
But the two things I know could are the two men missing in action right now.
I tilt my head and look at Arlo sitting next to me, being kissed by a random girl on his lap while he feeds her chocolates and liquor.
“Arlo,” I say.
He looks up despite the girl still having her lips all over his neck.
“Where are Caleb and Blaine?”
“Last I saw them, they went upstairs.”
My eyes narrow.
To the private sex rooms?
“With who?”
He shrugs. “There’s talk in the crowd that Blaine’s sticking his tongue inside Crystal Murphy.”
The glass shatters into a million pieces in my hand, blood dripping down onto the floor.
The girl stops kissing Arlo and looks at me, fear in her eyes. She jumps off his lap and flees into the crowd of partygoers before all hell breaks loose.
I guess my reputation precedes me.
“Get them for me,” I say, narrowing my eyes at him. “All of them, including the girl.”
Blaine
I get up, only to narrowly avoid being pummeled right in the face by Caleb’s fist.
Caleb’s seething, and he tears off his mask to yell at me. “Keep your filthy tongue out of my fucking gir—”
“Your what?” Crystal interjects swiftly, turning around and tucking down her dress in the process.
I get up and nudge her aside, settling my gaze on Caleb. “I can do what I want. Last I checked, you weren’t my boss, darling, nor are you hers.”
“You know what she is to me, what my father is to her mother,” he grits, getting up in my face. “And then you go around and eat her out in front of all these people?”
He points at the people in the back, and they’ve actually stopped their scene to gape at us.
“Darling, you’re just jealous she actually let me eat her out.”
“You have no fucking clue what she wants or what she needs,” he growls, pointing a finger at my chest.
“Excuse me, what is this even?” Crystal mutters. “Are you really trying to defend my honor?”
“Yes, Caleb, what is this?” I parrot.
“I didn’t ask you to,” Crystal says, trying to intervene.
“You don’t have to,” Caleb says without even looking at her. “Not against this slime.”
“Slime?”
Okay, now I am offended.
“Yes, you’re a skeeze who slithers his way into people’s lives,” he hisses, and I slap away his finger. “Ares and I already claimed her. She isn’t yours to take,” he growls.
“Yet she willingly gave me her orgasm. Can you say the same?” I taunt.
He leans his forehead against mine, pushing me forward. “Say what you’re implying. Go on then, I fucking dare you.”
Crystal grimaces. “Wait … Are you guys actually fighting over me?”
“Ares fucking warned you not to touch her,” Caleb growls, ignoring me. “And then you did it anyway.”
“Just like you,” I retort.
“Fuck you.”
“I’m prepared for the consequences. Don’t worry, darling. Were you, though?”
“Could you guys take this outside, please?” the people in the back ask.
A sudden knock on the door makes us all stop and stare.
It’s a Tartarus guy, one of our own, but even with his mask on, I recognize him as one of Ares’s close confidants. Arlo.
“Sorry for the intrusion,” he says. “Ares requested that you three come downstairs.”
“Requested? Or demanded?” she asks.
He tilts his head as he glares at her. “Is there a difference?”
I take in a deep breath, and Caleb puts on his mask again.
Arlo’s jaw tightens. “Whatever you’re doing up here in this room … it’s over.”
Crystal grabs my hand and squeezes.
“Now,” Arlo adds in a low tone.
“Fine,” I say, releasing her fingers.
I know I have it coming for me. News here travels like fire. He must know by now what I’ve done with her. But I still don’t regret it, even if I know it’ll probably cost me my life.