Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
“Serve drinks with blood here. They’re not like you, right?”
“Some of them are, or they will be after tonight, and that’s because of us. But to be honest, sharing this part of ourselves has a lot to do with aesthetics,” Rhett says. “Those videos they’re making are going to get millions of views. That’s good for us. And it makes them feel like they’re badass for a minute. People pay a lot of money to come to these parties for that reason.”
“How much did it cost you, Teagan?” Brady asks.
“Um, nothing,” I tell them. “Someone gifted me the ticket, actually.”
I watch Declan take pictures with a girl at the bar, who then reaches down the front of his pants and starts stroking his cock. He leans in and kisses her on the mouth until her friend pulls his head back and brings his lips to her own. I watch him slide his hand up the back of her thigh and push up her dress, gripping her ass forcefully.
She isn’t wearing any underwear.
Declan pulls away and reaches into his pocket. He takes out his knife, flips it open, and sets it on the table between the two girls. I wish I could tell what he’s saying to them, but I can’t. They look at him, then at each other, then the girl who had been stroking his dick picks up the knife and drags it across her wrist.
“What are you looking at, baby?” Luca asks.
“The same thing you’re looking at, probably,” I say.
Declan brings her wrist to his mouth and licks it clean, then offers it to the friend to do the same. She hesitates, and Declan reaches out and runs his thumb over her lips to part them, whispering something in her ear. Then, she lowers her mouth to her friend’s wrist while Declan strokes her hair.
“Is it making you wet?” Luca whispers into my ear. “It’s making me hard.”
Yeah, it is. That and River running her fingertips up and down the inside of my thigh under the table. She’s watching them, too, fixated, biting her lip. Her nipples are hard points under a top that barely covers them.
When the girl with Declan pulls her mouth away from her friend’s wrist, Declan grabs the knife from the table, nods for them to follow him, and leaves the room.
I lean against River, pressing my lips to her bare shoulder. “I thought you said Declan never fucks them.”
“He doesn’t,” River says. “He must be in a bad mood.”
I let my legs fall open a little more as her hand travels further up my thigh until she reaches my panties. Softly, she trails her fingers up and down the thin fabric covering my pussy.
I suck in a breath.
“Probably upset about Alana,” Hazel adds.
“Or Teagan hurt his feelings,” Luca says.
I shoot him a puzzled look. “What?”
“Did you hurt his feelings, baby?” he asks.
“No, I didn’t do anything to him,” I tell him.
“Maybe that’s what hurt his feelings. Come here.”
He grabs the bottle of vodka from the table and brings it to my mouth, again holding it there until I’m forced to pull away. Vodka spills down my chin and onto my chest.
“Jesus, Luca,” I say, coughing. “I think I’m good now.”
“Help her clean that up, Riv,” he says.
She presses her mouth to my skin, trailing kisses down my throat before running her tongue down my cleavage. Luca runs his hands over my shoulders, removing both the straps from my tank top and my bra, and she moves her mouth to my nipple.
I’m bare. Exposed in this semi-dark space in front of all of them. But it feels good, and I don’t want her to stop.
Luca guides my hand to his cock. “See how hard it makes me to see you choke like that?” he says. “I need you choking on my dick like that now, Teagan.”
“Can we go somewhere?” I ask breathlessly, stroking him in my hand.
“No,” he says. “You can put me in your pretty mouth, and the rest of the people here will barely notice or I’ll push up that skirt and shove my cock up your ass and everyone can listen to you scream. Your choice. You know I’ll do it, baby.”
“Okay,” I say. I turn, pulling my knees under my body, then lower my head and take him in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans. “There you go.”
He grabs me by my hair, setting the pace with that fist, pushing me down until the head hits the back of my throat and my eyes water.
“Holy shit, Luca,” Rhett says.
“She doesn’t mind,” Luca says. “Teagan’s a good girl for me. She’s my angel, aren’t you?”
Hands on my hips push up my skirt, then move my thong aside. Then, fingers sink into my pussy, and I moan around his dick, causing him to thrust upward into my mouth.
“Are you sure she’s an angel?” River asks, moving her fingers in and out of me. “Because she’s wet as fuck from sucking your dick.”
“Fuck,” Luca says. “Nod if you like that, baby.”
I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment, but I nod with his cock in my mouth anyway.
“I’m going to lick your clit now,” River says.
When her tongue runs over my clit, I freeze. Waves of pleasure send goosebumps up my spine, and I let out a muffled cry. Luca takes over setting the pace again with that hand in my hair.
“Don’t stop, baby, or I’ll make her stop, too.”
I tighten my grip on his cock and start working him again with my mouth, sucking him and pumping his dick in my fist while River sucks on me. Her tongue circles my clit with the kind of precision that has me arching my back, silently begging for more.
“You like that, Teagan?” Luca groans. “You’re dripping down her fucking face, baby.”
“Mmm,” I moan, and my legs start to shake.
“She fucking loves it, don’t you, Riv?”
“Mmhmm,” she moans against my pussy. “Your angel tastes like heaven.”
She buries her face back inside me, sucking my clit into her mouth, nuzzling her entire fucking face into me while she flicks it with her tongue, and I explode, digging my nails into Luca’s thighs as the orgasm wracks my body.
“Don’t stop, Teagan,” he says again, my cries muffled by his cock. He uses my mouth while I wriggle my hips against her face. My pussy is still pulsing when she pulls away, still dripping and exposed.
Luca’s cock jumps in my fist, and I refocus my attention, taking him deep into my throat and quickening my pace.
“Just like that, Teagan. Oh, fuck,” he groans. “There you go baby, take it all.”
With a firm grip on my hair, he comes against the back of my throat.
“Keep it in your throat, Teagan,” he says. “Get every drop, or you’re licking it up.”
I suck and swallow until he finally releases me, and then I sit up, pull my skirt down and try to catch my breath. I look around the table and feel my cheeks flushing redder than they already are. Luca throws his arm around my shoulders and kisses my neck.
“So, who eats pussy better?” Hazel asks. “Out of the three of us.”
“Don’t fucking start that shit, Hazel,” Luca says. “Don’t answer that, Teagan.”
“Hey.”
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