Chapter 39 Everett
THIRTY-NINE
EVERETT
“The guys and I have to go to Vegas. Will you come with me?” he asks, standing in the doorway of his bathroom with a toothbrush in his hand and a towel wrapped around his hips.
I roll onto my side, propping my head up.
It’s been a week since he found me sitting on my kitchen floor, and we’ve been hiding out here at Carnage since.
He’s tried to keep my mind off the Lords with sex.
It’s working. I haven’t had much alcohol.
They say those with addictions trade one for the other. He’s become mine.
Before I answer, I allow my eyes to travel over his chiseled abs and hard chest. The ink that covers his skin is mesmerizing. One of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
“Ashtyn and Charlotte are coming. I figured you could help keep them company while the guys and I take care of business.”
If he only knew how much I can’t stand Ashtyn, he wouldn’t have used her to try and convince me to go.
“You want me to babysit two grown adults?” My eyes finally find his. “Because I promise you, I’m not the most responsible one out of the bunch.” Charlotte holds that title.
“I wouldn’t call it babysitting.” He turns, giving me his back, and it’s just as beautiful as the front. Entering the bathroom, he finishes brushing his teeth.
“Then what would you call it?”
Coming back to the bedroom, he shoves me onto my back and straddles me.
His towel is now long gone. He pushes hair off my face as his eyes run over my jaw and down my neck to my bare chest. A shiver runs up my spine when he licks his lips like he’s ready to feast on me. “Charlotte and Ashtyn…” He trails off.
I place my hands on either side of his freshly shaven face and force his eyes back to mine. “You can fuck me after you tell me why you think I’d want to go to Vegas with you only to stay in a hotel while you run all over the city.” I’ll do it, of course. Charlotte is just too sweet and needs me.
“Haidyn and Ashtyn have a past.”
It’s cute that he thinks I don’t know about their history. “Haidyn has fucked her,” I correct him. “And you think Charlotte is jealous?”
“I wouldn’t call it jealousy…maybe tension.”
“You’ve fucked Ashtyn. Should I be jealous?” I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck.
“Fuck no.” He chuckles. “It meant nothing.”
A man’s go-to words when he explains his last fuck to his current one. My fingers brush through his dark hair, my nails scraping his scalp. His lips part on a deep moan when I speak. “Well, it doesn’t mean anything when we fuck either. Going to tell that to your next fuck?”
“Take that back,” he orders, frowning.
“Make me.”
“We both know you’re going to be the only woman I fuck for the rest of my life, angel.” His large tatted hands wrap around my throat, and he squeezes. I arch my neck for him and he lowers his lips to mine. “When you take it back, you can breathe.”
I swallow against his hands, my pulse racing as I try to suck in a breath but am denied. My hands instinctively come up to wrap around his tatted muscular forearms and he smiles down at me. “Beautiful.” His lips gently touch my parted ones. “You want me to choke you out, Eve?”
My eyes grow heavy. My body shuddering and clit throbbing.
“It only takes seven seconds to render you unconscious. I’d rather you not pass out, angel.” His eyes search mine. “Does my cock mean anything to you?”
I give the slightest nod, my chest burning at the lack of oxygen.
“I can’t hear you.”
My lips move in hopes of speaking, but nothing comes out. The room begins to fade in and out, and my arms drop to my sides, no longer able to hold them up.
“Come on, Eve. You know what I want.” He loosens his hands, and I gasp in a shaky breath and blink rapidly.
“It…it means something.”
He rewards me with a winning smile. “Of course it does, angel. Your pussy was made for my cock.” Reaching between our bodies, he grabs a hold of his hard dick and slides it into my soaked cunt.
I’m dazed; the room is still spinning. He starts to fuck me hard, causing unintelligible noises to flow from my numb lips like vomit.
The headboard hits the wall, and his grunts fill my ears when he lowers his body on top of mine.
I already have trouble breathing, and he grabs a hold of the back of my knees and shoves them apart, fucking me deeper.
“This means something to you, Eve,” he growls. “Say it.”
“It means something.” My eyes fall closed as that feeling starts to build and I clench my pussy down on him, trying to suck him in. Needing more. Harder…faster…I’m not sure what it is. I just know what he’s doing isn’t enough.
And he knows it.
He slows to an agonizing pace, and I groan. “Harder, Kash. I need more.”
He chuckles. “See how I control the situation? How I decide what you get and when you get it?” He pulls out and I slump into the mattress.
“Kash-ton,” I choke out.
“Slow and steady will leave you wanting more,” he taunts me.
“You better fuck me.”
“Or what, Eve?” He gently kisses my neck, slowly pushing his cock inside me, and my breath catches in my lungs.
I don’t respond. Instead, I wait for him to pull away, and I slap him across the face. It wasn’t as hard as I wanted to because I’m weak right now, still trying to catch my breath.
His laughter fills the room, and I go to slap him again, but he pulls out, grabs my hips, and flips me over.
He yanks my arms behind my back and holds my wrists in one hand while he fists my hair and his knees shove mine open wide. Wetness leaks from my pussy at his aggressiveness. “Want me to treat you like a whore, angel?”
I try to bury my face in the bed, but he just shoves my cheek further into the mattress, not letting me hide.
“Want to fight me while I take it from you?”
Tears sting my eyes, and I yank on my arms, but he doesn’t budge. He easily overpowers me. I have no leverage.
“Beg me, Eve.”
“Ka-sh—” I choke out.
“What’s that?” he mocks. “You don’t sound like a woman who wants to be used.”
I rock my hips back and forth. My silent request for him to fuck me. He lets go of my hair to slap my ass, and I whimper. My breath is taken away with his weight on my back when he leans over and opens his nightstand. He repositions my arms before securing them with a zip tie.
“That’s better.” He runs a hand between my parted legs and plays with my pussy. “Now you’re at my mercy, Eve. What am I going to do to you? Want me to fuck your ass?” His fingers run up over my cunt to my ass, smearing my wetness. “Want me to make it hurt?”
I’m gasping, trying to catch my breath.
“Want me to just leave you here for the day?”
“No,” I rush out, struggling underneath his muscular body. “Please…no. I need you.” I’d beg for whatever he wants to give me right now. “Make it hurt.”
His cock slides back into my pussy, and I whimper at his large size stretching me. I’m already so sore, but I love it. He leans over my back, and his hand covers my mouth when he places his lips by my ear. “Be a good girl for me and take it.”
I nod the best I can as I breathe heavily through my nose. Then, like the motherfucker he is, he pinches my nostrils, taking away my air.
I buck underneath him. “That’s what I want to feel, angel.” He pulls out and then slams into me. “Fight me.”
I try to turn my head from side to side, needing to breathe, but his hand doesn’t slip. My chest burns and fresh tears sting my eyes.
“Come on, Eve. You can do better than that.” He kisses the side of my face while his cock fucks my pussy.
“You act like you want it.” He laughs darkly next to my ear at my shitty attempt, and I blink away the tears.
I mumble helplessly into his hand while I give everything I have. Twisting and turning, bucking and kicking out my feet, but his legs hold mine wide open. My hips are screaming, and my back is arched at a painful angle while he smashes my tied arms between us with his weight.
“That’s better.” It doesn’t faze him, though. “Feel how wet you are for this? For my cock to fuck you like you don’t want it?”
I’m dripping for him.
My fight is useless, but that’s the point. To wear myself out so it’s easier for him to take it. But Kash knows I like the fight. The pain. The pleasure.
My chest aches and my throat is burning. My body starts to soften, but he doesn’t slow. His cock fucks me ruthlessly while my pussy grips him tightly. “That’s my good whore,” he whispers as I come on his pierced dick before my eyes fall closed.
KASHTON
The following day, I’m boarding our private jet hand in hand with Eve. She doesn’t seem all that thrilled to be going to Vegas with me, but I knew she couldn’t resist when I mentioned the girls. For some reason, she has a soft spot for Charlotte.
Haidyn and Charlotte are already on board. She lies across the back couch with her feet in Haidyn’s lap while he rubs them.
“Everything okay?” I ask, sitting across from them.
“Yeah.” Charlotte nods with a groan. “My body just hates me.”
“Have you had anything to eat today?” Eve asks her, snuggling into my side.
“I’ve tried.” She pulls her feet from Haidyn’s lap and sits up. “Can’t keep anything down.”
“I called Devin—”
“There’s nothing he can do, Haidyn,” Charlotte interrupts him. “It just has to pass.”
Saint and Ashtyn board next, and she remains quiet as they take the seats up front. Then the last passenger walks on.
I tap Eve’s thigh to let her know I’m getting up before I head to the front of the jet, and Haidyn follows.
“Hey, man.” Haidyn gives Hooke a handshake hug. And I do the same before Saint.
“Sweetheart?” Saint turns to Ashtyn.
“Hmm?” She looks up at him from her cell. She was in the middle of typing away, and I’m sure it was Jasmine. Since she’s in Las Vegas, I bet Ashtyn’s already told her that she’s coming.
“Will you sit in the back with the girls? I need to go over business with the guys.”
“Sure.” She gets up and makes her way to the back couch and plops down next to Eve.
Charlotte has already stretched out, taking up her whole couch.
Eve pulls her shades out of her purse and places them on before picking up the Hermès blanket draped across the back of the couch and pulling it up over her.
A clear sign she plans on ignoring Ashtyn for the duration of the flight.
“Are they expecting us?” Hooke begins.
Haidyn nods. “Yes. We’ll go to Kingdom first, get the girls settled into the room. Then the Kings are going to take us to the Airport.”
“Eve?” I push her sunglasses to the top of her head as her heavy eyelids flutter open. “We’re here.”
Stretching, I pull the blanket off her and toss it to the side, then take her hand to help her up. We exit the jet and get into one of several waiting cars while the others get into their own.
“I don’t know why I’m so tired.” She yawns, dropping her head onto my shoulder.
I chuckle. “I do.”
She slaps my chest playfully. We ride the short distance down the Strip and pull up to the back of Kingdom.
When we enter the hotel and casino, the Kings are already waiting to escort us to the Royal Floor fifty stories up.
Ashtyn knows them, so they say their hellos while Haidyn introduces them to Charlotte. Then it’s my turn. Eve is shaking Titan’s hand when I introduce her to the next. “Eve, this is Cross.”
She meets his stare, and he looks her up and down, opening his mouth. “It’s nice to meet you.” She reaches out to shake his hand before he can get out what he was going to say, and I wonder what the fuck that was about.
Eve and I haven’t had the talk about how she was here for four years chasing Ashtyn for Adam, but now I think it’s time to have it. Do the Kings know her? Was she working for them here at Kingdom or at Glass?
The thought of her being a Queen makes me want to take a belt to her ass and a knife to every unlucky guy who paid to sleep with her. But that can’t be my girl. No. Eve didn’t sleep around, so a Queen is out of the question. But she slept with Adam. It’s not like I’m the only guy she’s ever fucked.
“This will be your room for however long you need to stay.” Titan turns to look at the girls as we enter the Royal Suite. “It has four suites, its own butler, and twenty-four seven private staff. A sauna, movie room, and gym. Just press one on the phone, and someone will get you whatever you need.”
“Thanks,” they all say in unison.
Our bags are brought up, and we all make our way to our rooms. “I have to go,” I tell Eve when she opens the sliding glass door and steps out onto a balcony.
“Okay.” She doesn’t bother turning around to look at me.
I wrap my arms around her from behind and kiss her hair, inhaling the strawberry scent. “I’ll make it up to you.”
She spins in my arms and wraps hers around my neck. “We’ll see if you keep your promises.”