17. Silent Rage #3
Deja felt their hands practically tear Jax’s shirt from her body before her panties were also on the floor.
Grabbing her thick thighs, Caleb lifted her onto his waist and carried her into the shower.
Caleb palmed her ass and spread her cheeks as Keith slid his finger over her anus until his fingers found her pussy.
Her thighs clenched as Keith sucked on her shoulder, pushing his fingers in and out of her pussy until she was dripping on his palm. “Baby girl is so fucking wet, she puts this damn shower to shame,” Keith groaned in her ear. “Soak Daddy’s fingers, baby. I like you drenched.”
Caleb swallowed her gasps with a possessive kiss as she felt his throbbing erection harden between her stomach and his pelvis.
“You feel that...” Caleb grunted in her ear.
He slapped her ass hard as the sound reverberated between the halls.
“That’s all you, baby… That’s what you fucking do to me... ”
Deja jumped as he slapped her ass again with a harsh sting.
Her pussy clenched, swallowing Keith’s fingers as they mercilessly fucked her from behind.
Pushing herself off of Caleb, she leaned back against Keith.
She wrapped her arms around Keith’s neck as her breasts rose and smirked flirtatiously at Caleb.
“Do something about it then...” she said, biting her lip.
Caleb grinned, “Now, she’s fucking with me.”
Keith snickered as he wrapped a hand around her thigh and lifted it to expose her to Caleb. “She wants to get fucked.”
“Mercilessly screwed,” Caleb said, grabbing the same thigh and lifting it to his waist as he rolled on a condom.
“Until she’s begging… screaming,” Keith said, biting her ear as he roughly squeezed her breast. “I love it when she screams.”
Deja’s head fell back against Keith’s shoulder as she grabbed his long blond locks and yanked hard until he hissed.
Her lips claimed his, kissing him aggressively.
She bit down hard on his lip until she could taste his blood.
“Goddamn, Deja,” Keith sneered, popping her pussy until she jerked. “She wants that pussy punished.”
“I got it,” Caleb smirked. Deja lost her breath as Caleb deeply penetrated her until she was on her toes. She struggled to breathe as his dick slammed her into Keith.
“There we go,” Caleb grinned, wrapping his hand around her neck. He pulled her forward until his lips brushed against hers. “This is me… doing something about it...”
She cried out as her body heaved, caving with each violent thrust that buckled her knees. “Is that good enough for you, baby?” Caleb grunted, jostling her body with another thrust.
As Caleb leaned forward to punish her nipple between his lips, Keith’s fingers were probing her ass and stretching her out.
She shuddered at the cold sensation of lube against her skin.
“I swear to Roselyn, I love this ass more than life itself,” Keith said, working her over.
“My dick is dying to fuck you senseless.”
“Stop talking about it and do it,” Caleb grinned. Deja instinctively grabbed Caleb’s shoulder as Keith pushed her forward. She felt the tip of his lubed head against her anus before he slowly pushed inside of her.
“Keith,” she exhaled breathlessly.
“That’s it, baby girl… Almost there...” Keith said, inching inside of her.
Her fingers dug into Caleb’s biceps as her body flushed against his wet chest. “You’re so good at this, baby...” Caleb whispered in her ear. “So good at taking us both...”
She clung to Caleb, her nails splitting his skin open as her body trembled between them, succumbing to their erotically demanding thrusts. As their pace picked up, Keith’s balls slapped loudly against her ass as her feet lifted each time they slammed into her.
Long after they made her cum, Deja leaned back against Keith’s chest, trying to catch her breath. While Caleb cleaned her off, Keith sensually sucked her fingers into his mouth. “Did that help you feel better?” Keith asked as he kissed her neck.
But Deja remained silent, letting their thoughts thicken the air. Keith furrowed his brow with worry as he pulled her tighter. “What can I do, baby girl?”
Deja looked at Caleb, and his face fell with dread. “Deja-”
“Take me to that address,” she ordered.
“This is a bad idea.”
“No shit.”
Deja trailed behind Caleb and Keith, who led her to the entrance of an isolated building. In all her time growing up in Atlanta, she had never seen this building before. She expected a foreboding warehouse... even a nightclub.
But it was an office building. It almost looked like a convention was happening. She blinked in confusion at a group of people walking by wearing masks.
Keith and Caleb stopped in the lobby and looked at her. “...why would he lead you here?” Deja asked.
“He just likes to fuck with people,” Caleb said dismissively. Deja looked between them suspiciously. It felt like there was something they weren’t telling her.
“We should head back. I’m ready for round two,” Keith teased flirtatiously. But her phone buzzed.
Unknown Number
You’re getting warm, Baby Reaper.
Walking past them, she approached a directory. “Deja,” Caleb said. “There’s nothing here.”
But Deja ignored him as she walked to the elevator. The guys exchanged looks before following her. Once they got off the elevator, Deja searched the office floor and saw several people walking through double doors. She headed towards it when Caleb abruptly stepped in front of her.
“Okay,” Caleb said finally. “Look… There’s a Society event going on.”
“Reapers are not the boogeyman or some shit, you know,” Keith added. “The Society is a legit organization with rules and protocols. Like… yeah, we kill, but, there’s more to it than that.”
Deja looked at them, confused. “...Okay?”
Caleb sighed. “So, there’s no violence allowed here, Deja. We don’t Reap at Society events.”
Deja twisted her jaw as she caught on before she plastered on a fake smile. “I just wanna see what’s going on. That’s all,” she insisted. Caleb searched her eyes, his jaw tensing apprehensively before she walked past him.
Opening the door, Deja could hear a familiar voice. The large room was crowded with people listening to the speaker standing at the podium.
“The Society Roselyn dreamed of would not be possible without women. Beautiful women accepting their natural born roles...”
Deja felt every muscle in her body tense. A high-pitched ringing hit her eardrums as her pupils dilated. She stared at Tucker as he spoke to the crowd. Who were absolutely enthralled with every word he said.
Her phone buzzed again.
Unknown Number
Moladh Roselyn, Baby Reaper…
“Let’s take a quick break,” the moderator announced.
Caleb exhaled his frustration as he glared at Keith. “We need to get her out of here,” Caleb muttered. But before they could grab her, Deja was already approaching Tucker who was sipping from a water bottle.
Tucker looked at her, startled, before grinning. “Can’t stay away, can you?”
“I thought you were in California,” Deja said.
“I’m an influencer, babe. I get paid more money in a day than you get in a month to fly all over the world and present to people who pay to hear me speak,” he smirked. “Now, if you’ll excuse me. This break is only 5 minutes.”
But Deja blocked him. “Did you meet a man named Joseph?”
Tucker cocked his head. “I meet thousands of people daily.”
Pulling out her phone, she shoved a picture of Joseph and Kristin in his face. “Joseph! Did you meet this fucking Joseph?!”
The room grew silent as several people looked their way. Tucker smirked. “Ohhh yeah… Him. We spoke a few times.”
Deja’s nostrils flared. “Did you purposely meet him? To get to me?”
Tucker laughed. “Babe, men flock to me because I promise them what the world gleefully takes from them. Your friend was talking to me way before I met your pretentious, stuck-up ass. You suck a Donovan’s dick and suddenly think the whole world revolves around you.”
Rolling his eyes, Tucker turned away from her. Deja froze with anger and confusion. Did Joseph really seek out an awful misogynist like Tucker? He was everything Joseph was against.
“Now… if I just happened to… stumble across him again at a bar...” Tucker said quietly as he lit a cigarette.
“Threaten his folks and… give him the ultimatum to choose between his family and friends… Maybe your slutty, ghetto ass had something to do with that. Maybe you’ll think twice before embarrassing me... ”
Breathing heavily, Deja looked at Tucker in shock. Tears pearled in her eyes as she struggled to breathe. “Embarrass you? I- I had to kill my friend… because of you…?” she exhaled breathlessly.
Tucker mockingly pouted. “Aww… poor thing. At least you're good for something more than just your pussy-”
A few women chatting suddenly jumped, startled, as copious amounts of blood abruptly splattered their faces.
Her face covered in blood, Deja stared coldly at Tucker as he stumbled backward, grabbing his neck gushing with blood. Deja could hear screams around her, but nothing was louder than the blood rushing to her head.
She watched him stumble to the ground as she approached him with Jax’s blade. Crawling on top of him, she straddled him between her thighs and violently pried his mouth open with her fingers.
“No good can come from the tongue of man...”
Tucker’s bloody hands desperately pushed Deja’s face before blood gushed from his mouth and slid down his cheeks.
Caleb and Keith blinked, startled as a pool of blood spread around Tucker’s head.
“...so… we… we might be fucked,” Keith said.
“No, we’re definitely fucked,” Caleb muttered.