Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 62

Chayton/Psycho’s P.O.V.

“Now, let go of my hands so I can get started.”

Shit, I was still clutching her hands. I had gripped both of her small hands in one of mine when I held her face. I wanted her to stop. No, wait, that’s not true. Not at all. I wanted her to keep going, but I wasn’t sure this was a good idea.

For any of us.

Mostly because this will change everything. Sure, it’s just some head, but it’s going to change everything for me. I’ve already been struggling to stay away from her. I’m holding onto my sanity by a fucking thread. Having those juicy lips wrapped around my cock is going to be my breaking point. But it’s Blythe that I’m more worried about.

What if Bly hates herself after? What if she cries? What if she wakes up tomorrow and regrets everything?

“Don’t let me…”

Her words from earlier echoed in my head. I have no idea how to do that. If she regrets it, then that’s that. How am I supposed to change that?

“You all tossed me aside right after without a care about how I felt.”

Did we? Did I?

I know that CG didn’t. Granted, I interrupted them. I have no idea what Havoc did to her after their little encounter back in the day, but the fact that he won’t tell us means it ain’t good, Dragon left right after kissing her. Karma never got his chance with her until recently.

And how did I treat her?

I told her it was a mistake and pretended like it never happened. I remember the hopeful way she looked at me the next morning. Like I was going to lay some claim to her right there in the middle of the kitchen while we all had breakfast together. Like I was going to change and suddenly start acting like a love–sick fool.

And I remember how disappointed she looked when I ignored her and pretended like nothing had happened. I remember how she pushed her food around on her plate while Havoc and I talked about going to the beach with a few hot girls from school that always hung around us. I remember the way her tearful voice sounded when she told us to go without her because she wasn’t feeling well.

I was a real fucking asshole.

Back then, I was a kid. I was scared. I had a huge crush on the same girl that all my closest friends liked. She was one of my best friends. I didn’t want to ruin what we had, and I didn’t want to ruin my friendships with my brothers. I treated her that way without thinking.

Now that I’m older though… I can’t imagine how used she felt back then. I wanted to push her away, but I never thought I’d be paying for it like this all these years later. I never thought that it would hurt her so much.

What happened in the fitting room wasn’t much better either. Bly egged me on, but I could have had some kind of control. Then we shared such a special moment that left me feeling like I didn’t even know myself. All for me to ignore her again.

“Psycho,” Bly complained when all I could do was stare at her.

“Chayton,” I said, my voice coming out raspy.

Fuck, now I’ve done it. It’s too late to go back now. She broke me. CG’s going to be thrilled.

“What?” Bly asked, confused and with that foggy look in her electric eyes.

“When we’re alone, it’s Chayton to you,” I stated, my voice sounding more confident. “As a matter of fact, you can call all of us by our names when it’s just us.”

“I’m not doing that-”

“Yes you are,” I cut her off. Bly frowned at me, but I smiled sweetly at her as I smoothed her pretty hair back. “You want this… then you play by my rules,” I told her. “I won’t hurt you. You don’t like anything, you just tell me and we’ll stop. But if you want to keep going… you listen to me.”

“This is about me having control,” she growled, making me chuckle.

“Oh baby, you’re about to have my cock down your throat,” I said. “You will be in control, but I want to hear my name off your lips again, and I know the guys do too. That’s why you refuse to use anything other than our road names.”

Blythe huffed.

“How about… only when I really want to?” she asked.

I almost laughed at that.

“Fine,” I said. Whatever I can get from her for now. I’ll break her down eventually. Just like

she’s done with me. “Then you have to right now. Say it. Chayton and Tae.”

“Okay,” she replied. “Chayton.” A tingle ran down my spine and my cock throbbed. I’ve been hard since she fell to her knees for me, but now… fuck, now I’m painfully hard. “And Tae,” Bly added, looking at CG who looked ready to rip all her clothes off and ravish the fuck out of her.

“One more thing before I let go of your hands, and you go buck–wild,” I said in a teasing tone, looking into those electric eyes.

“Yes, Chayton?” She asked, sending another shiver down my spine. Hearing my name has never sounded so fucking good.

“You do this… and things between us are going to change,” I told her.

“Change?” she asked.

I nodded, smiling sinisterly at her.

“If you’re going to start pushing me like the guys do… along with telling me not to make you regret it while throwing yourself at me… I…” I trailed off, wondering how to word this. “I ain’t staying away anymore, Shorty. You su.ck me off tonight, and I’m claiming you.”

“C–c–claiming me?!” She asked, horrified.

I nodded, clicking my tongue.

“I been tryna stay away from you for years, Sweet Stuff,” I said, dragging my eyes down her body. “If I can’t push you away afterward… then I’m latching on, baby.”

Whoa. Just a touch from her and I feel on fucking fire.

Much to my surprise, Bly didn’t waste any time. Her little tongue darted out, licking the underside of my shaft. I shivered and placed one hand on the top of her head. I moved her hair, holding it out of her face. She wrapped those juicy, natural red lips around my tip and my entire body deflated. She took a little more of me in, working herself until she got half of my length. I was fucking mesmerized.

“That’s right baby, just like that,” I cooed. “Feels fucking great, Short Cake.” And I meant that. This is already the best head I’ve ever gotten. “Don’t push yourself.”

I was desperately trying not to move my hips, or move Bly’s head. I wanted her to feel in control. I wanted her to know she has all the power. And it was fucking killing me.

Slowly, Bly’s eyes wandered up my body until she was locked into my gaze. I was frozen, staring at her on her knees for me with those fucking amazing lips wrapped around my cock. It looks like something out of my fucking fantasies. She looks fucking incredible.

Then, much to my amazement, Bly took a little more of me in, and a little more, and a little more. It felt fucking incredible. I was shocked. I can count on one hand the number of women who’ve been able to take all of me. I have an impressive size. This is crazy. Bly is doing so great and her fucking mouth is so warm and wet.

Bly had me almost all the way down her throat. The only sounds she made were either slobbery sounds from how fucking wet her mouth is, or little moans here and there. I was entranced by her. She was literally drooling to the point that it was dripping down my balls.

And then, I swear the little fox smiled around my cock. She winked at me, and pushed forward, taking the rest of my length. I didn’t even have time to register the shock of it before Bly really started working me. She was bobbing her head fast, and her mouth was so warm and wet. My eyes rolled back as my hips thrust forward just a little.

Bly banged her fist on my leg and I looked down at her. She was glaring at me and I raised a brow at her.

“You want to stop?” I asked, and she shook her head slightly. Then what does she want?

“I think she wants you to fuck her face, Psycho,” CG chimed in. “That’s what she said she wanted, right?”

I looked from him to Bly. She was smiling again and eagerly kept going. The dramatic moan that tumbled from her was definitely a yes. I wanted to argue, but….

“Fuck it,” I muttered before giving her exactly what she wanted.

I held Bly’s head with one hand as I thrust in and out of her mouth. It felt fucking incredible. All she did was moan the entire time. It made me feel all hazy. I can’t believe this is fucking happening. I have my cock shoved down Bly’s throat right now. Our Bly. My fucking childhood best friend.

A tingle ran down my spine and I tangled my other hand in Bly’s hair. I looked down at her, staring into her electric eyes. My balls tightened, and I thrust all the way down her throat before stilling. I fucking came so much that it filled her mouth up, some dripping from the corners of her lips. I stayed like that for a brief moment, staring at her.

I’ve never seen such a fucking sexy sight.

After too long of a moment, I finally pulled out. My first reaction was to ask if she was alright, but… I don’t think that I’m done with her just yet. And based off the look she’s giving me, I don’t think she is either.

“A–are we still playing by your rules, Chayton?” She asked in a soft voice, hardening my cock once again.

“Yes we are,” I replied as I gripped her chin. “And now I want you to torture CG a little bit while I watch.”