Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 63

Blythe’s P.O.V.

Holy hell. I can’t believe I just did that. I mean, I know I wanted to. I was literally begging for it. But I can’t believe I still did it after what Chayton said to me.

Listen to me. Chayton. I even complied with his orders. Well, I suppose we compromised.

Why is it that Chayton was the one to compromise with me? Karma is pushy. It’s his way or the highway. CG is clingy. He always finds me, always touches me, but backs off when I ask him too. At least a little. Havoc… Well, Havoc is just an asshole.

I didn’t think Psycho would be the one to compromise with me. Not that I ever expected him to be like Karma or CG. I just… thought that if anything happened between us again that it would be like the only two times we’ve ever done anything. Which means that Psycho would be an asshole, and I would… be willing to let that asshole put his hands all over my body.

Yet, Psycho let me stay in control. For the most part. It was amazing. Watching him as l sucked his cock like it was the best lollipop I’d ever had was so fucking thrilling. Way more

than any other blowjob experience I’ve had. His eyes stayed locked onto me. He looked so powerful and sexy from my angle on my knees in front of him. My panties were soaked the entire time and I really had to fight to not touch myself. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction.

Now though… Now I’m just dazed and ready to beg them to fuck me. Even if they want to at the same time. I’ve never done anything like that before. Silent Divine never fucked me and

Sean didn’t like to share me. Which, in hindsight, makes sense. Having two of them at once… or more… it would be different. A different expierence. An experience I can have with complete consent.

Not that I haven’t consented to all of this with them. Or, at least, I didn’t really put up much of a fight, and I don’t feel like they’ve crossed any lines. Or is that just me being in denial?

No. Whatever it was before, it’s different now. It’s been different since I decided to start messing with them back. Now this is my game. This is for me. Because I want to do this, and I deserve to feel… good. Especially if they don’t plan to let me go.

Everything else… all the questions, the doubts, the fear… all of that can wait until tomorrow.

“And now I want you to torture CG a little bit while I watch,” Psycho said right before he let go of my chin.

My eyes went to CG who was still sitting on the bed, watching us. His long hair was tied half up in a top–knot. A small chunk is hanging over his hazel eyes. Eyes that are dark and heated with lust. His legs are spread out, covered in his black, ripped skinny jeans. He still has his cut on and his Ice Nine Kills band T–shirt under it. He looks… hot. He looks so fucking hot.

Especially with his cock in his hand.

My eyes flickered to CG’s hand, fisting his cock as Psycho walked behind me. He patted my head, but my eyes stayed glued on CG. I knew exactly how I wanted to tease him, and I was going to have so much fun doing it.

I looked up into CG’s eyes. He was already staring at me with anticipation. I smiled sweetly at him and his whole body twitched. Then his entire face turned a light shade of pink. It made me giggle, which made CG slump in relief as a smile spread across his handsome face. His tattoos are so hot. I want a better look at them.

I put my palms flat on the floor, putting me on all fours. While keeping eye contact, I slowly crawled across the floor to CG. The moment I started to move, his whole body tensed and his eyes widened. It made me smirk at him.

“For fuck’s sake, she looks fucking sexy as hell like that. Even from the back,” Psycho said from somewhere behind me. “She’s crawling for you, Guru.”

CG’s eyes never left mine, but he definitely heard every word and every insinuation from Psycho. His throat bobbed when he swallowed hard. I was giggling by the time I made it to him. I stopped right in front of CG’s spread legs, not quite between them, but so close.

“Do you prefer CG or Guru?” I asked as I sat on my knees in front of him.

“T–Tae,” he replied before clearing his throat. “I prefer Tae.”

My smile widened.

“I don’t mean from me,” I said. “I mean in general.”

“Oh, uh, well, I don’t really care to be honest,” he told me. “I like them all. My full road name and all the nicknames for it.”

“I think Guru is so fitting for you,” I said.

“Yeah?” he asked, giving me a charming smile.

I nodded.

“I’m not wearing panties Chayton,” I replied with a giggle. “You know that.”

He dragged his lips across my neck until I felt his hot breath against my ear.

“No, no you’re not,” he agreed smugly. “Let’s show Tae what he can’t have, huh?”

I thought Chayton would strip my dress off after those words, but he didn’t. Instead, he let the ends of my dress go and aggressively cupped my breasts. I gasped in shocked pleasure. Chayton didn’t stop either. He squeezed me roughly and pulled my nipples taunt. He continued to work my chest until I was shaking on top of him.

Then Chayton finally stopped. Only to yank down the top of my dress, exposing the barely there bra I have on. It’s more like lingerie. There to be seen, not really for comfort or support. Yes, I wore it on purpose. It was to tease whoever was going to force me to sleep in their shirt tonight.

“What the hell is this flimsy shit?” Chayton asked as he flicked my nipple through the sheer–white fabric. My body jolted, and my hips wiggled on top of him. “Look at this shit, Tae,” he continued, pulling my top half back to give Tae a better look. “You can see her whole nipple. Look how pretty they are.”

Then, as if Tae couldn’t see me well enough, Chayton yanked our bodies up, shoving my chest in Tae’s face. His breath teased my skin and a shiver ran through my body. Tae pulled his eyes from my chest to look at me. His eyes were full of heat and longing. The way he stared at me set me on fire. Then he just had to lick his lips in that sexy way. The kind of way that makes me want to beg him to run that tongue all over my body.

“You want him to taste you?” Chayton whispered in my ear.

“N–no,” I lied.

“Awh, sorry, Tae, I-”

“I want to watch him play with himself,” I cut Chayton off to say, turning my head to look at him. “While you taste me.”