Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 136

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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I can’t believe he really did it. Okay, I can. I practically demanded it, and it’s not like CG hasn’t always wanted to do it anyway.

I couldn’t stop looking at the few that I could see. Hell, I kept going to the bathroom, just to see the other ones. Ten names were tattooed across my body. My very first tattoos ever. CG made sure it was nothing huge. He even used different writing styles for them too.

On my left wrist is the name Ps.ycho written in what CG called Rusty Attack. It kinda looks like what you’d see the title of a slasher film in. I felt like it was so fitting. It went across my wrist, not so big that it drew attention, but big enough that it was noticeable. It was perfect.

On my right wrist was the name Karma, written in what CG called Beyond Wonderland. It definitely gave an Alice in Wonderland vibe, but it’s only one word. Fancy letters with a splash of black in the background. Like the ink dropped and stained my skin. It was the coolest thing I’d ever seen for such a small tattoo. It was just a tiny bit bigger than Psy.cho’s name on my other wrist.

Of course, CG had to get between my legs. I already knew he wanted to put a name on my thigh, I just thought it was all of their names. Nope. On my right thigh, he put his name. And I mean his actual name. The name Tae is currently sitting between my inner right thigh and the front of my thigh. It was a little bigger than the others. Apparently, because his name was smaller, he got to make it bigger. It’s written in something called Circus Ace. Thick letters with a splash of something more. So beautiful.

On my left thigh is the name Ozias. CG said that they were the most deserving of my love and my pu.ssy. I wasn’t going to argue. Dragon wasn’t here before when Everly and Alex were being bullies, or to stop me from going with Daniel. CG was here, but he wasn’t as bad as the others. They were also the only two to not give up on me.

CG tattooed Ozias‘ name in a font he called Ghosthey. It was similar to the font he used for his name, but the letters weren’t as thick or intricate. It was more simplistic. Just as bold and beautiful though. Not as big as the name Tae, but just as stunning and noticeable.

Honestly, I thought that CG would put all of their road–names on my chest, over my heart, but he spread every single name out. Almost like he was trying to lay claim to my entire body. However, he did put one name over my chest, right where my heart is.

The name Dragon sat there in delicate, beautiful handwriting. I didn’t even ask what font style it was. I immediately loved it. It was small, simple, and elegant. I was shocked he picked Dragon’s name out of all of theirs, but he told me that Dragon was the most deserving. It was about 6-7 inches long, bigger than even Tae’s real name.

And because CG was the second most deserving, his road–name went right under my left. boob. His full road–name too; Computer Guru, written in Brock Script. Which is like small, cursive writing. It was more like on my side–underboob. Kind of by my heart, and a little too close to that terrible scar. CG kissed it when he was done with his name. He promised that one day, their names would be the only brand my body would have.

Moving on before I cry…

The name Kylian was tattooed across my pelvic bone on the right side of my body. It was slightly bigger than the others, which I wasn’t thrilled about. Still, it’s only about 8-9 inches long, but probably 4-5 inches wide. It’s written in what CG called Precious font style. Which is pretty much the same as Dragon’s, but the K was way more intricate.

After CG was done with those, he flipped me on my stomach. The name Chayton sits proudly on the bottom corner of my left a.ss cheek. It’s written in what CG called Auskane font. It was thick letters with these little curls that came off each letter. It was cute, and I knew Ps.ycho loved the spot CG picked. It was small too, only about 4 inches long. Curving with – my butt cheek perfectly. Well, that’s what Psy.cho said anyway.

Much to my surprise, CG tattooed the last two names on my back. One on each shoulder blade. On my right was Evander, written in a font CG called Calling Angels. It was cursive with thicker lettering that was hollow through the middle. It was beautiful, and I was surprised that CG actually made it so pretty.

On my left shoulder was the name Havoc. It was written in a font called Death Hallows. It was thicker letters, with the H drawn beautifully. They were two very different fonts. One on each shoulder. Like a devil and an angel.

They were all so beautiful. I couldn’t wait for the others to see them. Evander included. Because he didn’t see sh.it, and didn’t hear enough to know where they were. Hell, I’m not even sure if he thinks I really did it, or if we were just messing with him. He’ll see eventually.

It’s hardly been a full day, so I’m not sure if the guys even believe that I really am punishing Evander. He’s followed me everywhere and done everything I’ve asked. I’ve been treating him more like an assistant than anything. And I know it killed him to listen to Psy.cho and I earlier. Also, to hear Ps.ycho and CG undress me, tat me, and then make me cu.m right after.

Karma called Psy.cho when we were about to get things really heated and demanded they go see him right away. Fu.cking prick. I swear, he’s doing this all on purpose. I know exactly why too. Because I yelled at him earlier. Because I’m pi.ssed that he went so rough on Evander.

After taking another shower, I put on some pajama pants, a cropped tank–top, and a hoodie. Then Evander and I went to Karma’s room. I texted Ps.ycho to try to get Dragon back here first and stall the others so we could have some alone–time. It’s already pretty late, so I hope whatever Karma has them doing is over soon.

“Where are you supposed to sleep?” I asked Evander.

Evander sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. I felt bad for him. I couldn’t help it. I can be angry and still care about him. Just like most of the other club members. Most of them just think he’s stupid, believing Karma’s lies. But ones like Tusk and Mom… I can see how painful it is for them to see him in so much pain. Not just from the beating Karma gave him, but the one he gives himself constantly. My need to make things better for him was strong. I know Evander deserves to grovel for a while, but he also needs to have hope.

“I’ll try,” he mumbled.

“No, you’ll do it,” I said, and he nodded. “I’m going to make sure that you do the right thing and that they forgive you, Evander. I promise.”

“Blythe…” he groaned, wincing slightly. “You shouldn’t be promising me that,” he said, looking at me with eyes full of pain. “You shouldn’t be doing any of this for me.”

“I know,” I replied softly. “I shouldn’t. I don’t have to. I know all that. But I’m going to. Want to know why?” I asked, leaning closer to him.

“Bly-”

“Because I love you,” I cut him off. The words left my lips, leaving behind a smile as Evander gawked at me. “You might feel undeserving, and maybe you are, but… I love you Evander. I’m in love with you. All of you. And I’m pretty sure I have been most of my life. All the sh.it we’re going through… We’re going to get through it together. I’ll make sure of it. I’m not losing you guys again.”

“I…” he trailed off.

“Don’t say you don’t deserve it,” I said. “That’s not your choice to make, it’s mine. And I want a happy future with all of you.”

“I’ll apologize to them,” he told me. “I’ll… try harder with all of you.”

“Good,” I replied with a nod. “Now, go see what’s taking Dragon so long.”