27. CHAPTER 22
SAYLOR
When Axl opens the door to our suite, Kynlee is already in the hallway, leaning against the wall with Veronica tucked under her arm.
Axl motions toward the cat. “You can’t be fucking serious?”
“She needs to learn her way around too.”
He shakes his head and grabs my hand, pulling me down the hall. “If you need them, that’s Priest’s room, and Kase’s door is there. Crew’s is the one after that, but stay away from his room.”
“Why?” Kynlee asks.
“If you want to see him and your brother doing shit to his Dove, then be my guest.” Axl squeezes my hand. “But not you.”
I glance at Kynlee, and she gives me a knowing smirk at Axl’s possessiveness.
Axl walks us through the mansion that houses all of the Talons.
There are around seventy of them that live here.
It’s massive, even bigger than the mansion my family lives in.
There are multiple wings with modernized suites.
The kitchen is stocked with everything they could need and a chef to prepare their meals, and there are more servants to do their cleaning and laundry.
Mine and Kynlee’s flip-flops slap with every step along the marble floors.
There are various common rooms with leather couches, wet bars, TVs, video game stations, pool tables, and dart boards.
It’s like the most expensive, luxurious frat house that anyone could ever imagine.
There’s even a large library that I can’t believe gets much use, other than the line of chairs that appear to be set up for meetings.
“What’s down there?” I point toward a set of stairs that go down to another level.
“You don’t go down there without me,” Axl says to me.
Kynlee peeks her head in the opening as she scratches Veronica’s head. “Why?”
“There’s a gym down there, but I don’t want you down there alone. If you want a workout, you just tell me, little heathen.” He pulls me away from the dark stairs, and Kynlee laughs, following behind us.
“Worried that Sayl might get a look at some of the other hot bodies around here and be tempted?” Kyns teases.
“No.” Axl doesn’t look back. “I know how to keep my girl satisfied.” The jab at my brother was clear, but I don’t need him making Kynlee feel bad about it. I poke him in the ribs silently, telling him to shut the fuck up. “But none of them need to look at her,” he adds.
“Doesn’t mean I can’t go for a workout then,” Kynlee replies, unbothered by what Axl said.
Another Talon approaches wearing workout clothes. I recognize him from his fight. I think he’s in the same year as Priest and Kase. He steps between me and Kynlee and pets Veronica. There’s a tattoo of a broken cross on his wrist. “If you need help with your pussy, just come and find me.”
“Ryan, you’d better keep your ass away,” Axl growls, shoving him back so he falls against the wall. “You can’t do anything with your useless dick anyway.”
“There’s plenty I can do to play with a pretty pussy and not fuck it.” Ryan kicks off the wall and looks Kynlee up and down. “I’ll have to see if Justin will share.”
He winks at her and then continues down the hallway, sprinting down the stairs.
Kynlee’s eyes are wide, and she grabs my arm. “Do you think Justin would do that?”
“He better fucking not,” I reply.
She nods in agreement, and Axl urges us to continue forward.
He shows us the dining hall at the end of the main corridor—long tables, high ceilings, stone walls lined with old paintings of men I don’t recognize.
“Dinner is put out at seven most nights, but there’s usually always something around to eat since we don’t always know when we’ll be out on assignments. ”
We continue toward what appears to be another common room. The sounds coming out of it make my mouth drop open. A girl is moaning so loud it echoes, and underneath it, I can hear two different male voices.
Kynlee’s jaw drops while Veronica just purrs in her arms.
“Is that what I think it is?” Kynlee asks, a mischievous grin forming on her face.
“Yes. This happens a lot around here. For some.” He flashes me a hard stare, and I already know that Axl isn’t the fuck-in-public type.
“Crew!” The female moans.
“That’s it, slut. Keep your mouth open while he fucks you.”
Kynlee and I glance at each other, jaws dropping. That was Kase.
“Jesus, you mean I have to worry about walking in on my brother fucking around out here too?”
I peek my head into the entry to the room and see Crew with that bitch who checked out Axl. She’s bent over the back of a couch. He’s fucking her from behind with her skirt around her hips. Kase jacks off while her mouth is open and waiting for him to cum on her face and tongue.
“Fuck,” Kase groans. “Keep your tongue out. I’m about to fucking come. Anything you drop, you’ll lick off the floor.”
The Talons aren’t allowed to fuck until they get their Doves, but I guess this is how they get around the rules.
The Ravens are strict with their rules and won’t hesitate to kill you if you break them.
Kase can’t fuck until he gets his own Dove, so I guess jacking off while his best friend fucks her is a loophole.
Still seems like a risky way to test the Ravens.
But it’s no wonder Axl doesn’t like me being down here without him.
Crew slaps her ass while he fucks her, making her moan louder. “Come on my dick so I can fill this cunt. I’ve got shit to do.”
I whimper, rubbing my thighs together as I watch them. Axl nudges me back toward Kynlee so I can’t see anymore. “Don’t get any fucking ideas. I’m two seconds away from slitting their throats now that you’ve seen their dicks. If I thought they’d come anywhere near you, they’d already be dead.”
Now probably wouldn’t be the best time to tell Axl that Kase fingered me years ago and it’s not the first time I’ve seen his dick. But we can cover that later in the “getting-to-know-you” portion of whatever we would call our situation.
Kynlee has backed herself against the far wall with Veronica pressed to her chest. “Even Kase is getting some, and he’s not supposed to.”
“Technically he’s jacking off on her face,” I correct, trying to make her laugh.
“I hate you.” She closes her eyes. “That mental image is never going away.”
Axl turns to the doorway. “Get it over with already. We have to get to work.”
From where Kynlee and I stand in the hall, we can hear more slapping and groaning.
“Goddamn,” Kase growls. “That’s right. You’d better lick up all of it.”
Crew groans while that woman moans like she’s some kind of porn star.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t just go up there and fuck Saylor. I think better when I get off,” Crew says, sounding like he’s catching his breath.
There are a series of zippers, so Kynlee and I both step forward, believing it’s safe to make our presence known.
“What the fuck are they doing here?” Kase says, glaring at us.
“They live here.” Axl crosses his arms. “So maybe you could fuck in one of the dozens of rooms with locks on them.”
“Sorry, pretty girls.” Crew says to us, using the nickname he’s called us for years. He tightens his belt on his hips and focuses back on Axl. “You won’t put on a show for these guys, so someone has to.”
“I’m Tracy,” the girl says, her eyes scanning Axl.
I step beside Axl and grab his hand. “I’m Saylor.” Even though I know the bitch wasn’t talking to me.
“If you want to swap sometime, I’m down for that.” She says, glancing at me for a second and focusing back on Axl. “Crew is a great ride, and I want to know about this one.”
It takes everything in me not to tackle her to the ground and claw her fucking eyes out.
A part of me understands why Axl’s response is to kill anyone who touches me.
Because I already know that Tracy and I are not going to be friends.
And if she flirts with Axl again, I might just slam her head into the marble floor.
Axl ignores her and pulls his phone out of his pocket. “Priest is meeting us in the garage. We have to go.”
“I’m the one who decides who you get to fuck.” Crew smacks Tracy hard on the ass. “Get that tight little ass prepped for me. I’m fucking it as soon as I get back. And I’m going to let Kase cover you in cum after I’m done.”
Kynlee and I both look at each other in utter disbelief. We’ve heard rumors that they tag-teamed women, but to actually see it makes me wonder how many times they’ve done this. Whatever gets them off, I guess.
Tracy passes beside me. “Enjoy him while you can.” She winks at me before she saunters away.
“I fucking hate that bitch,” Kynlee says, leaning closer to me.
“Same.” I watch Tracy disappear around the corner and make a mental note to never let her anywhere near Axl.
Part of me wonders if my brother is fucking her too, and if that’s what’s going on with him and Kyns.
Or he could be fucking someone else now that he can.
These Talons aren’t required to remain faithful to their Doves.
If I find out that’s the case, I’m going to beat the shit out of him. I won’t let him make Kyns look like an idiot.
Kase and Crew nod to us as they leave the room. Axl turns to me and tips my chin up with his finger. “Keep your phone on you. Respond to me immediately if I text. And stay with Kynlee.”
He presses his lips to mine in a soft kiss and then bites my lower lip hard enough that I feel it after he pulls away. Then he’s walking down the corridor, and I watch him walk away, mad at my dumb ass for feeling sad that he’s leaving.
Get a fucking grip, Saylor.
Kynlee loops her arm through mine and steers me down the hall in the opposite direction. Veronica purrs against her chest.
“So.” Kynlee readjusts Veronica. “This is worse than some kind of reality TV show.”
I laugh and we make our way back the way we came. “Did you see they have a library?”
“Oh good. I’m sure they’re all well-read.
That’ll be the safest room to be.” She rolls her eyes, and we wander back through the main corridor.
It’s quieter now that the guys are gone.
A few Talons pass us in the hallway. Their eyes linger long enough that I understand why Axl is protective and wants Kynlee and me to stay together.
“Do you want to talk about you and Justin?” I wince saying the words, but she’s my best friend, and if she needs to talk, I’m the one she has always been able to tell anything to.
Kynlee is quiet for a few steps. She scratches Veronica’s head and stares straight ahead.
“There’s nothing to talk about.” She says it too fast. “I don’t think he’s that into me in that way. Like he doesn’t find me attractive or something.”
“Kyns, you’re gorgeous. That isn’t the problem.”
“I don’t know that I’m all that into him, either.” She gives me a look. “But for a guy who hasn’t fucked in years, he hasn’t wanted to actually have sex since the claiming. I’ve sucked him off a couple times, and at least he knows how to go down.”
I cringe. “Okay, I didn’t need that much detail about my brother.”
“You asked.” She shrugs. “I’m just saying, he’s not exactly how I thought he’d be.
We each keep to our side of the bed, and I refuse to make a move on him if that’s what he’s expecting.
” She pets Veronica. “Meanwhile, I can hear you and Axl going at it through the walls, and I’m lying there next to your brother, staring at the ceiling, wondering if each day will feel this long.
I don’t even feel like I want to fuck him anyway. ”
Damn. The walls aren’t as soundproof as I hoped.
“What changed? Wasn’t that the point? You’re hot and you think he’s hot, so the sex would be hot.” I repeat her words back to her. I might not want to hear about it, but she might as well get off.
She looks at me, and for the first time since I’ve known her, Kynlee looks unsure of herself. “I don’t know.” She waves me off. “It doesn’t matter. This is only for a year, right? And at least he doesn’t seem to give a shit what I do. Axl has you on a short leash.”
“It’s not a leash. It’s . . .” I trail off because I don’t actually have a good argument for that. He tracks my phone, makes me crawl to him, dominates me, bends me to his every will, and makes me crave it. “Okay, it’s a little bit of a leash.”
“It’s a choke chain, babe.” Kynlee grins and some of the light comes back to her face. “But you like that, so I’ll live vicariously through you and hot psycho guy.”
I do like it. That’s the problem.
“At least Veronica is adjusting well.” I scratch behind the cat’s ears, and she purrs louder.
“Veronica is the only one in that suite that seems happy to be here.” Kynlee kisses the top of her head. “Although she doesn’t care for your brother. She hissed at him this morning, and I’ve never been more proud.”
I laugh and she laughs, and for a second, life almost feels normal. Like we’re back at my house, sprawled across my bed talking shit, instead of standing in the middle of whatever fucked-up bachelor pad we now live in.
“Come on. At least we have each other.” I pull her toward the kitchen. “Let’s get a ton of snacks, pop some pills, and watch a bunch of scary movies.”