Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 59

Blythe’s P.QV.

What the heck is wrong with me?

Over the last few days, I’ve been trying to figure out what makes each of the guys tick. Karma and CG were harder to figure out. If I pushed too far, then they would take more, and I wasn’t sure I would be able to say no. If I pushed them away, they’d just try harder. Forget doing anything to make them jealous. I was way too scared of how they would react to even try.

Havoc and Psycho though? Now they’re a whole different story. They were way easier to figure out. Like stupid easy. I almost wondered when the hell I grew balls enough to keep pushing their buttons the way I was.

For Havoc, all it took was a little not so innocent touching. Or a flirty comment. Or even just a look. I could see in his eyes how it conflicted him. First, I would see lust. Then his eyes would harden, almost like he was angry. And they always settled on guilt. I didn’t understand it, and I wasn’t going to ask. Especially when I saw the way his hands would twitch as if he wanted to touch me. Or the way his lips would part like he was about to say something. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I knew what I was doing was getting under his skin.

Psycho was a bit harder to figure out. I was a little too afraid to push him the same way I did with Havoc. After what had happened in the fitting room, I wasn’t convinced that Psycho wouldn’t push back. But he claimed to not want me. Yet, when I got here, he couldn’t take his eyes off me.

It didn’t take me long to realize that neither Psycho nor Havoc liked that I was hanging out with the club girls. Havoc reacted funny any time I got too close to Roxy. Which led me to believe that she was his favorite. However, the girls didn’t really seem to like the guys like that. At least, not my guys. Pretty sure that Glitter has a thing for Joker though. Or maybe she just looks at all the single brothers like that?

Anyway, I was having fun figuring out what drove them crazy. Psycho claimed to not want me in any way, but he doesn’t act like it. No brothers have hit on me, and I assume that Karma told them all I was claimed. Since, that’s apparently what they want to do. Or so they say. But it does seem a little like Psycho was getting jealous that I was all over the girls and that some of the brothers were watching us too.

And I was way too drunk to care about anything flying out of my mouth.

“I already knew that Psycho had a huge dick. I said we haven’t had sex, not that we hadn’t done anything.”

“Blythe, what the fuck?!”

“You were the one that wanted me to admit it so badly that you spanked me until I came in the fitting room at the mall, but now suddenly it’s not okay to talk about?”

“Oh my god.”

And just when things were getting good, the club princesses and their side–kick were here. Everly was screeching like a banshee. Alex was staring at CG. Hard. In a way that made me want to block her view of him. The other girl, I think her name was Nikki, was looking at me skeptically as her eyes flickered towards Havoc every few seconds.

Oh, I get it. She has a thing for him. Unfortunately for her, he has a thing for his stepsister. Which is why I kept going. To piss her off. Because I really didn’t like her. I mean, she was there when Alex hit me. I’m pretty sure she’s the one that told Karma I was popping pills. I wanted her to know more than anyone exactly what

Havoc and I had been up to.

“It’s not like we’re blood–related. Besides, he just ate me out a little bit, chill out.”

“What?!” Everly screeched.

I shrugged, appearing unbothered even though I wanted to crack up more than anything right now.

“He had his tongue shoved deep inside me until I came all over his face,” I said smugly. “Is that what you wanted to hear, Ev?”

Everly scowled at me.

“That can’t be true,” Nikki mumbled behind her.

“It is,” I said. “Just like it’s true that Karma has been sleeping in my bed every night, and I’ve been waking up with his hands all over me every morning.” My eyes were on Everly the whole time, and then I turned to Alex.

“Oh, and let’s not forget that CG’s also there. Almost every day. There’s only been one day I woke up without his hands on me.”

Then I giggled and took a step closer to Everly. I tipped my cup back, drinking more. I was going to have a killer hangover in the morning, but I was having way too much fun to care. For once, I feel powerful against them. All of them. The guys, Everly and Alex.

It feels good.

“Anything you three want to say to that?” I asked sweetly.

However, before they could, we were interrupted.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Psycho said as he ripped the cup from my hand. I was mid–drink when he did so and the rest of the contents went all over me and the floor. I glared at Psycho.

“You owe me another drink, you asshole,” I demanded.

“You’re done for the night,” he stated angrily. “You’re wasted.”

“Yeah, so wasted, you’re lying,” Everly shot out.

“Oh, Ev, that’s so cute,” I said with a snort. “You think I’m lying? Why? Because your brother and Karma would never touch me?”

“Exactly,” she replied. “They have higher standards.”

“And CG,” Alex added. “He wouldn’t either. We’re in love. Just like Ev and Karma, and Nikki and Havoc. We’re gonna be the ones with their patches, not you.”

My eyebrows shot up as I laughed Like, hard. Really hard. I was doubled over with tears in my eyes that shit was so funny.

“Oh my god,” I struggled to get out between fits of laughter. “You guys are delusional.”

Suddenly, I was lifted off my feet and tossed over someone’s shoulder. I knew instantly that it was Psycho. My laughter turned into giggles as he adjusted me on his shoulder.

“You guys are fucking done talking for the night!” He shouted before storming out of the room, heading down. a hall that I never go down. The hall that usually holds all the brother’s rooms.

“Where are we going?” I asked as I hung there like a sack of potatoes.

“My room,” he ground out.

“Yeah, I mean, I even wore the turquoise panties you like,” I said. “Didn’t you see them?”

“What?” He asked, confused. “You’re wearing a fucking thong! That’s partly why I’m so angry! And it’s fucking purple!”

I smirked at him.

“But you did like those turquoise ones?” I asked, smiling. “I noticed you looking at them when we were paying.”

“Bly,” he groaned, scrubbing a hand down his face. “Why are you doing this? I thought you agreed that what happened in the fitting room was a mistake and that we should forget about it.”

I frowned at him.

“I never said that,” I replied. “You guys all say stuff to me and think that it’s what I want. You never ask me. You just use my body how you want and then toss me aside afterward like I mean nothing.”

“What? No, that’s not-”

“If you guys are going to keep playing games with me, why can’t I play games with you?” I interrupted him. “At least if I do… I get some kinda control back.”

“Control?” Psycho repeated. “Bly, Shorty, Sweet Stuff, I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like you didn’t have a choice any time that I touched you. That’s not what I wanted, and I know that’s not what the guys want either. I know that Karma and CG are… a bit more pushy, but babe, they just care about you. They want to know what happened to you and why you think we had something to do with it. Do you really feel like they were… forcing you?”

My bottom lip trembled as I glared at him.

“You idiot!” I yelled, throwing a pillow at his face.

“Hey!” he shouted.

“Of course, I don’t feel that way! That’s what makes it worse!” I blurted. “I like it and I know I shouldn’t! I hate how safe you all make me feel when you shouldn’t! You guys have no right to make me feel that way! I have to get some kind of control back!”

“Okay, okay, okay,” Psycho rushed out, putting his hands out in front of him. “Alright, I get it, okay?”

“Do you?” I asked with narrowed eyes.

“Not really, but I needed you to chill out,” he replied.

I huffed and rolled my eyes. I’m too drunk for this. I’m about to make a complete fool out of myself.

“Have any of you… ever actually cared about me?”