Page 15 of Devour

“You seem to forget that I’m in the hunt with my brother. And it’s not like your brother would try to catch you, dumbass. But both of our brothers are going to be there when we get fucked in front of everyone.”

“God, these old Ravens were some sick fuckers. I can’t have an orgasm with my dad and brother watching.”

“I don’t think the claiming is about us getting off, Kyns. And I wonder if our moms will be there. My mom hasn’t said a damn thing to me about it.” She’s still holding out hope that I won’t get caught in the hunt and she can send me to auction. That’s my loving mother. “All I know is that it’s at night and most of the Ravens always go since it’s the annual tradition. They’re all going to watch a man carry us out of the woods and then fuck us any way he wants. Then we’re his, at least until he gets his Raven brand.”

She pokes my knee. “You already know who’s fucking you. Axl is going to rip through those woods, and nobody is going to be stupid enough to get in his way.”

“That’s definitely how he thinks it’s going to go.”

“Shit, girl. You’re as good as his. Who doesn’t want a guy willing to kill for the chance to fuck her?” She tilts her head, giving a fake dreamy sigh. Then she taps her finger on her chin. “I wonder who will catch me.” A frown forms on her face. “Speaking of which, I keep thinking someone is watching me, but then no one is there. Did you feel like that with Axl? Do you think one of the other Talons could be following me? Like wanting to make sure I’m going to be theirs?” She shakes her head, waving off the thought. “I think I’m just way too jealous of the attention you’re getting.”

My phone buzzes on the nightstand. Kynlee’s eyes snap to it.

“Is that him?”

I pick it up, rolling my eyes at her. My heart races because I’m a dumb bitch who hopes it’s Axl texting me.

My King: How’s my pussy today?

“It’s him.” Kynlee watches my face and is already rushing toward me. “What did he say?”

“Back the fuck up.” I hold my phone away from her. She grabs my wrist, and we wrestle for it until she manages to take my phone away and starts reading it.

“You’re going to get fucked so fucking hard.” She looks at me, then starts typing away on my phone. She manages to click send before I’m finally able to snatch my phone back.

I look at what she sent.

Me: Hungry for you, big boy.

“You make me sound like a pathetic whore. And not even a sexy one. He’s going to think I’m a fucking loser.”

His response comes in seconds while Kynlee is cackling at her stupid text.

My King: Your dirty talk needs a lot of work. Or I’ll just have to keep your mouth busy. I don’t actually need you to talk.

Me: That was Kyns. But noted.

My King: Tell her I’m flattered, but I’m really more of a one-cunt-at-a-time kind of dude. And I’m about to be fucking taken.

The way my heart hammers at that, I can’t help but grin. God, I really am a pathetic, attention-starved whore.

Me: We’ll see what cunt you end up with then.

My King: Now that I’ve tasted that sweet pussy, this only ends one way.

Kynlee reads it over my shoulder and drops her forehead onto my arm. “He’s going to make me wet. This is not fucking fair.”

A knock on my doorframe stops whatever she was about to say next.

My brother, Justin, leans against the frame with sweatpants set low on his hips and no shirt on. His messy hair tells me he just rolled out of bed not that long ago too. Mom won’t be pissed at him about it, though. He has a dick, so he’s more important than me. You’d think that a woman might think differently about things, but not my mother.

“Thanks for bringing us more wine last night,” I say to him. He’s usually living at the Talon mansion, but he stays at home sometimes. The mansion is where Kynlee and I will live once we’re claimed at the ceremony. Our Talons will need constant access to us.

My brother and I have always gotten along well. He seems to at least give a shit about what’s going on in my life even though we don’t have any of the same friends. Kynlee’s brother, Kase, and his best friend, Crew, never really liked Justin that much. I don’t know why, but at least Justin doesn’t act like an asshole toward me.

“I thought I’d spend a couple of days here and see what trouble you were getting into.” He looks at Kynlee sprawled across my bed, then at my phone in my hand. “Did something happen?”

“Just my crisis,” Kynlee says, sitting up and pulling her hair over one shoulder. She doesn’t bother hiding that she’s checking out my brother, which makes me laugh. “Your sister is being stalked by her Talon, and I don’t have any prospects.”