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“So sweet for me, Kitten,” he murmurs into my wet flesh, the vibrations of his words sending chills up my spine. I moan in response, and my back arches when he slips two fingers inside of me. A part of my brain knows this is wrong, but he also feels so perfectly right. Being with Talon feels perfectly right.
And as he continues to lick and suck between my legs, I simply let go and enjoy them for what it is.
TRISTAN
After not hearing from Talon all day, I start to become a little worried.
It’s not like him to fall off the map and not even check in once. He’s been moody as fuck for the last week, more than usual that even everyone around us notices. Something happened the night we took Kitten to the hospital, but he refuses to tell me what it is.
We’re still no closer to finding out who the hell she is, and it’s taking everything in me to not go up to Purgatory and beat the information out of Lucian. Unfortunately, this is one of those moments where we have to play the long game of things. As long as we know where she is at all times, we should be fine for now.
I take my phone from my pocket and check his location. I stare at the small dot on my screen, my jaw clenching when I realize he’s at her apartment. Jealousy warms my chest for a reason I can’t pinpoint. Why the fuck should I care about this woman if she’s potentially out to threaten my family? But then I remember the way her pussy felt wrapped around my cock. The way her silky throat swallowed me. How she whimpered and begged in a way that made me want to explode over her face.
The thoughts and memories of her at Purgatory force me to grab my keys and head out the door. My mind becomes consumed with the possible things Talon could be doing to her, what he could be doing to her without me. Is that why he’s been so moody? Has he been secretly seeing her behind my back and was agitated when he couldn’t be around her? Not that I can blame him.
There’s something about her that’s triggering something deep inside of me, something that used to mean everything to me, but it’s not enough to bring that part out. The fact that she’s so familiar and unknown at the same time is maddening. It feels like I know her. I’m drawn to her like I know her. But…I don’t know her. And if I do, I don’t remember her.
Fuck, why is this so hard?
I pull up to her shitty apartment building and rush inside. The landlord scurries away at my presence as if he thinks I’ve come to punch him, but I don’t stop long enough to dwell on that. Instead, I take the unstable stairs two at a time until I’m on Kitten’s floor. The walls of this dump are so thin that I can hear them before I’m even at her apartment door, the noise seeming to have gathered a group of perverts lingering around in the hall with their hands down their pants. I can’t even focus on forcing them away because all I can focus on is the fact that Talon is in there with her. She sounds like that because of him, not me.
And an unfamiliar feeling of abandonment about being left out tightens my chest and sends annoyance through me.
I use my key to let myself inside. I keep my movements light as I softly close and lock the door behind me, removing my shoes so that my footsteps won’t be as heavy. It doesn’t take long to find them in the living room, Talon’s head and fingers buried between her legs as she seductively moans. I stand there for a moment and watch them as a different storm of emotions swirl within me.
I’m annoyed that Talon snuck over here and didn’t even say anything to me, but I can’t blame him with the way I’ve been acting with her lately. I won’t even be surprised if she doesn’t want me here. Out of the both of us, I’ve been the biggest asshole to her ever since she came into our lives. But that thought makes the jealousy dig in even further. She seems to prefer him over me, and I’m not too sure I like that.
I have to admit that she’s beautiful like this. Vulnerable, trusting, comfortable in her sexuality. She’s no longer the innocent woman we stumbled upon in Purgatory; now she simply looks like a woman that knows what she wants, which is the pleasure that Talon is giving her right now. It’s confusing how something can be so infuriating and erotic at the same damn time.
Her eyes lazily fall over to me before she jumps and quickly pushes Talon away with a gasp. She closes her legs and grabs a small throw pillow to put in her lap in an attempt to make herself decent. It’s comical, really. She acts as if I haven’t seen all of her already.
“What are you doing here?” she asks with a gasp and wide eyes. The sharpness of her voice further drives the previous rejection I’d felt deeper into my psyche, but I force the negative emotions back down my throat. I didn’t come here to fight with her or even Talon. I may be an asshole from time to time, but I definitely won’t interfere with what they already have going on—especially if I can eventually weasel my way into it.
I only smirk and shake my head. “Oh no, don’t stop on my account. Pretend I’m not even here.”
Guilt glazes over Talon’s eyes as he looks up at me. “I was going to call you?—”
“Continue,” I interrupt, waving him off. “I don’t want to hear either of you babbling. Continue as you were.”
They share a nervous look. Kitten seems to be checking with Talon, trying to figure out if this is a trick or not, but she slowly relaxes when Talon goes back to sucking on her clit. My eyes never leave the erotic scene in front of me as I unbutton my jeans and remove my thickening cock. I firmly stroke my erection as I watch them, pleasure replacing the negative emotions that once threatened to swallow me. I take in the ecstasy on Kitten’s face as she writhes on the couch, and a groan falls from my lips.
She looks over at me, her eyes hesitating, and scared.
“We’re not in hell anymore, this is for pleasure only,” I assure her.
She stares at me guarded for a few more moments before I see her resolve crumble and she finally reaches out for me. I almost think that I’m imagining things in my lust-filled state, but her eyes never leave me.
“Tristan,” is all she says, and it prompts my feet to move. I close the distance between us, Talon’s eyes tracking me while he continues his own task. I sink my knee into the couch cushion and hold on to the back of it as Kitten wraps her dainty hand around my cock. I thread my fingers through her hair as she licks the bead of pre-cum at the tip and then takes me into her mouth. My head falls back as I sink into the warmth of her mouth and throat, my hips moving on their own as she sucks and licks.
“That’s it,” I murmur, my voice thick with lust as I watch more of my cock disappear between her luscious lips. “Such a good girl, letting me fuck your throat.”
She moans in response, the sound sending tingles across my cock. He strokes it a few times and then presses against her entrance until her walls give way to let him in. Her body tenses up, but she slowly relaxes when Talon rubs gentle circles on her clit.
“You’re so fucking wet, Kitten,” Talon moans. He takes one of her nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking as he thrusts into her. I reach down and roll her other nipple between my fingers, lightly pinching and pulling it to a stiff peak.
I look up at her face, watching her features relax, and for a split second, I think I actually recognize her as someone from my past.
I quickly dismiss the idea, though. If that were the case, Talon would’ve come to the same conclusion by now. But I can’t help but to wonder about it. Kitten blows the idea from my mind when she gags on my cock a little, the action causing my head to hit the soft, slippery part of her throat.
