Chapter 32 #3
“You’re okay with this?” I asked, just to be sure, and he nodded.
“I want to watch you choke on his cock too.”
I wasn’t expecting that, and neither was Marco from the way he groaned, forcing his mouth to mine and pushing two fingers inside me. He was rough, encouraging me to lie back as he spread my legs more to get deeper.
I was panting as he kissed down my body, and I almost arched off the bed when his mouth connected with my pussy.
“Fuck yeah, this is what I’m talking about,” Tyler grinned as he appeared in the doorway. “I’ll be back in a second, I’m grabbing a vibrator.”
Marco chuckled but didn’t stop, his fingers sliding deep as he licked a quick pattern on my clit to the point I was going to break his skull with my thighs.
I came hard, barely finishing before Lukas was dragging me onto the bed more and making me kneel. My face became buried in the blankets as he lined himself up and pushed inside my pussy from behind, not giving me long to adjust before starting to fuck me hard.
I moaned, fingers sliding under my chin to bring my head up as I found myself eye-to-eye with Marco’s cock. His pretty accessorized cock with a five bar Jacob’s ladder.
I studied it for a moment before flicking my gaze up higher to find him watching me.
“Go on. Choke on it and show Luke how much you want it.” I sucked the head into my mouth, hearing Lukas curse behind me as he went faster. If he wanted me to put on a show for him, I could do that.
I forced Marco’s cock deep down my throat, Marco’s fingers threading through my hair and pulling tightly with a grunt, and I ended up at their mercy as Marco took over and pounded my throat.
“Look at those pretty tears. You crying for more, Princess?” Marco purred as I gagged, my eyes watering as he held deep for a second before letting me breathe again.
Lukas’ grip on my waist was hard, and I bucked a little as one hand slid down my side and under me to toy with my clit.
I was practically screaming around Marco by the time Lukas got me off and finished himself, Marco taking my face in both hands and making me look at him as he kept thrusting down my throat.
“You going to be a good girl and swallow for me? Fuck, you take my cock so good,” he praised, my body heating in response. “Open your throat, I’ll do all the work. Just like that.”
I relaxed my jaw as best as I could, gagging as he picked up the pace and set a steady rhythm. His cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed around him, making him curse as he slowed his thrusts and I started sucking and licking him clean, getting every last drop.
“You’re definitely getting another orgasm out of me for that,” he chuckled, pulling his cock from my mouth and replacing it with his tongue.
His kisses were calmer now, but no less hot, and Lukas had just climbed off the bed to give us more space when Caden walked in.
“Shit, fuck, my bad,” he said as he spun around. “Uh, is Ty in here with you?”
“No, he went to get a vibrator and never came back,” Marco smirked, getting a blunt thank you from Caden before he left the room. “You guys really need to learn to lock your door.”
“No point, you all break in anyway,” I huffed, dropping onto my back and spreading my legs in invitation.
He went to crawl towards me, but then a God awful sound echoed through the house, and it took me a second to realize it was someone shouting. Was that Caden?
Marco fixed his pants and vanished from the room before my brain even caught up, and Lukas helped me get dressed as he did the same, both of us jogging into the hallway to try and find out what the hell was happening.
Caden almost ran into us as he darted out of Tyler’s room, and I knew something was very fucking wrong when I noticed he was crying.
“Get Hunter,” he begged, his voice breaking.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, not expecting him to hug me tightly. “Caden? Luke, get Hunter.”
Lukas ran off without question, leaving me to guide Caden back to Tyler’s room, my chest caving in when I found Tyler on the floor and Marco doing chest compressions.
“What—”
“I think he overdosed. He was seizing and had been vomiting,” Caden managed to get out, and all I could do was stare. Tyler wasn’t moving, the panic rising inside me with every passing second.
Was he dead?
“Move,” Hunter said gently as he pushed past us, dropping to his knees beside Marco to help, and it was like the whole world just stopped moving. Tyler couldn’t be gone, he was fine a few minutes ago.
How long since he’d left my room? It had only been minutes, right?
Caden was shaking, and I’d never seen that look on his face before, so I just hugged him as Hunter called an ambulance and handled the situation, Marco not stopping the compressions.
Lukas and Jensen had walked in to see what was happening, and Hunter ordered them to shut the party down and wait for the paramedics downstairs. We couldn’t do anything else as we stood back, and for a second, I had a flashback of Slash, his body going still as I begged him to stay.
Tyler was reckless with drugs, but he knew what he could and couldn’t mix, and he only used top quality. Had he taken too much? It couldn’t have been a bad batch, the Devils were careful with their supply.
The paramedics took over the second they arrived, and Marco moved towards us, his chest rising and falling from the adrenaline.
“I’ll go with them in the ambulance and meet you guys there.”
“You sure?” Hunter asked, and I could tell Marco was freaking out. Him and Tyler had become super close, and I knew he was a hell of a lot more sober than me. He was a good choice to go with him.
“I’m sure. You call Josie and let her know,” Marco nodded, giving my shoulder a gentle squeeze on his way out as the paramedics carted Tyler away.
“What the fuck did you give him? Don’t you assholes keep Narcan on you or something?” Caden snapped at Hunter the second they were gone, his fear turning to anger and blame.
“I don’t know what he took. Narcan only works on opioids, and most of the shit we deal is stimulants, so it wouldn’t work on ecstasy or coke if he took our shit,” Hunter said honestly, not seeming offended by the accusation as he started looking around, his eyes landing on a small baggie.
He held it up, his jaw clenching. “This isn’t ours. ”
“Whose is it? Tyler doesn’t take drugs from anyone else,” I stated, moving closer to look. “How can you tell?”
“Crews all have their own branding, I guess you could say. It’s so we can keep tabs on our own shit,” he explained, holding the baggie up so I could see it. “Different crews do different things. We have a red dot on our pills, and we add the dot to the baggies as well.”
I took the baggie from him, inspecting it. There was a blue dot in the middle of the baggie, powder residue still inside and a broken piece of pill.
“Who uses the blue dot?” I asked, nausea swimming in my stomach as he scoffed, taking it back.
“The Psychos do.”
There was no way in hell that Skeeter would deliberately hurt Tyler like that. No fucking way.
“Skeet wouldn’t do that,” I said, but then I remembered that he’d threatened me downstairs earlier. He’d tried to kill me before, so if he wanted to hurt me and make me suffer, hurting one of the guys would do it.
“We need to go,” Hunter said firmly, his eyes softening a little at Caden’s obvious panic.
“Was he dead?” Caden choked out.
“Don’t think about it. Get your shit and we’ll go and find out what we can. I’ll message Mark to let him know it looks like ecstasy so they can treat Ty properly.”
“Fucking tell me!” Caden snapped, and Hunter patted his shoulder, his voice calm.
“He had a pulse, but it was weak. I’ll get hold of your mom. You get in my car, you can’t drive. I think you need looking at too, you’re in shock.”
“Come on,” I said firmly, taking Caden’s hand. “We need to go so we’re there when he wakes up.” That seemed to work, and he clung to my hand as we headed downstairs.
I flicked my gaze to Hunter, who’d dropped his mask now that Caden wasn’t looking. The small shake of his head that he gave me told me everything I needed to know.
Tyler wasn’t going to make it. Skeeter had fucking killed him.
To be continued in Beautiful Deceit…