Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 138

Ozias/Dragon’s P.O.V.

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“Why’d you call us all here?” I asked, complaining again.

“Need to go over some stuff with you,” Karma replied, lying.

“Then can we get on with it?” CG asked. “You kinda interrupted something, Prez.”

My head snapped in CG’s direction, glaring at him.

“What?” he asked innocently.

“I don’t give a fu.ck what I interrupted,” Karma snapped. “You three can sit the fu.ck down and wait for me to be ready.”

I gave CG a pointed look.

“That’s what,” I said. “You just had to open your stupid mouth.”

It’s not like he don’t know that Bly’s letting us back in,” he replied.

“Yeah, us, not him,” Ps.ycho muttered, trying not to laugh.

“Well, fu.ck, Karma,” CG said, looking at him. “I just managed to get my hands on her again too. Cut me some slack, will ya?”

Ps.ycho snorted at something on his phone, then looked up at us.

“She wants me to send Dragon to Karma’s room to distract you guys, so they get some time alone,” he explained.

Before I realized it, I was already on my feet, heading for the door.

“Not so fast!” Karma called out, and I froze with my hand on the doorknob.

I groaned like a kid being told to stay put and turned back to face him.

“Come on, just let him go,” Ps.ycho said with a grin.

“No,” Karma said firmly.

“Why not?” I whined, feeling frustrated.

“Because I said so!” he snapped, his eyes blazing with anger.

“We can fill him in on whatever this is later,” Ps.ycho argued.

“Bly might be more inclined to forgive you faster if you stopped dragging us away from her all the time,” CG added.

“Exactly!” I agreed, opening the door but keeping my back to it. “So, I’ll just go butter her up for you. You can sneak in later and torture her in the morning…”

Karma sighed deeply, but it sounded like defeat. I spun around, ready to make a break for it, but stopped dead when I noticed someone standing in the hallway.

It was Evander.

His fist was raised as if he was about to knock before I opened the door. He looked stunned—at least, I think he did. It was hard to tell with how swollen his face was. No wonder Bly is so pissed at Karma. Evander looked rough, and that’s putting it mildly. I felt a pang of sympathy seeing him like that, but I was too shocked to say anything.

Despite everything, I hadn’t really thought about Evander much in the past few days. I think I pushed him out of my mind because I wasn’t sure how to process it all. That’s partly why I wanted to wrap myself around Blythe—she always calms me down, makes me feel at peace. I knew that just holding her would help me figure out what to say to Evander when I saw him again.

But none of that happened.

Right now, I had no idea what to do.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Karma demanded, standing up from his chair. “Why aren’t you with Blythe?”

“Uh, she asked me to come see what was taking Dragon so long,” Evander said, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Finally looking us in the eye, huh?” Ps.ycho muttered as he sidled up beside me.

“Blythe told me I needed to face my consequences, and she was right,” Evander said quietly.

“You’re supposed to stay by her side, always,” Karma bit out, shoving Ps.ycho aside.

“She’s safe in your room,” Evander said. “I have to do what she asks.”

“She wouldn’t be alone if you’d let Dragon go,” Ps.ycho commented.

“Dragon!” she exclaimed, frustrated.

I pulled her to the edge of the bed, holding her down by both ankles as she tried to scramble away.

I dropped to my knees before her, eyes fixed on my name inked on her thigh. The tattoo curved so that half rested on the front of her thigh, the other half on the inner side. It was beautiful. Perfect.

“You tatted our names on you,” I blurted.

“Tae said you two were the only ones deserving of my heart and pussy, so you got the best spots, according to him,” she told me.

“Fuck,” I breathed, pressing my lips to the raised skin. Bly flinched slightly, but I held her steady as I kissed my way to her perfect center. “You were thinking about me while you played with yourself, huh?”

“Yes,” she moaned as my tongue darted out to taste her. Jesus fuck! I still couldn’t get over how insanely amazing she tasted. So delicious. All mine. “I—I had to… get ready for you, Ozias,” she whispered, wrapping her thighs around my head.

My eyes rolled back as she started grinding against my face.

“Fuck, tastes like peaches,” I breathed into her pussy before crawling up her body, lips trailing across her creamy skin until I reached her lips. “I need to be inside you. Now.”

“Then fill me up, baby,” she giggled, wrapping her body tightly around mine.

I slid my cock through her dripping slit, coating myself in her juices. I pulled back just enough to line up at her entrance, then thrust home. We both moaned as my body sagged slightly against hers.

“Fuck me, your pussy was made for me, baby,” I groaned into her neck, starting slow but hard thrusts.

“Your cock is so big, Ozias,” she moaned, making me move faster. “So good…”

“Goddamn, I love you,” I growled, increasing the pace—harder, faster, deeper.

“I love you too, Ozias,” she whispered in my ear. “So much…”

“I’m gonna cum already,” I warned.

“Let’s cum together,” she moaned. “Fill me up and fuck me some more.”

Fuck me, I planned to. All night long.