Kael.
"Please… please!" I moaned in desperation, squeezing my eyes shut as warm fingers wrapped around my cock and soon began to glide up and down… up and down, until I was so turned on, my precum gathered around the tip of my throbbing cock.
I squeezed my eyes closed, groaning, fisting my hands into the hair in front of me. It felt soft. Delicate even. And smelled exactly like Leilani. I tipped my head back and moaned.
And then a warm mouth descended upon it. Taking me in. Sucking me greedily.
It was the best feeling to ever exist. My manhood throbbed in delight, increasing in size until I was sure I would implode when slopping sounds filled my ears.
"Fuck. Fuck!" I gritted out, arching my back like a wanton, and grabbing her hair so hard, I was sure it hurt.
But I didn't care at the moment. All I cared about was how my cock hit the back of her throat. In and out. In and out until I could feel a strange tingling sensation running up its length and even to my lower abdomen.
My body trembled with barely contained pleasure. A spasm so intense wracked my entire body.
But she wouldn't stop bobbing her head over my cock. She wouldn't stop sucking me, she wouldn't stop gliding her tongue over my hot tip… or playing with my balls as she took me in so deep, I vaguely heard her make choking sounds.
I thrashed wildly as my seed poured out. And in a desperate attempt to keep her from delivering more sweet assault to my cock, I groaned; "Leilani!" I cried out desperately. "Leilani please stop! I can barely contain myself!"
As soon as the words slipped out of my mouth, the girl in front of me froze. She pulled away slowly and looked up at me with her hands now clasped on top of her knees.
I froze too as ringing sounds began to echo in my ears.
I couldn't believe myself.
My slip. My mistake.
"W-what?" I stuttered, my eyes wild, my breathing erratic. "What is it?"
"Leilani?" Chalice asked quietly. Her voice was small but I didn't miss the hard undertone to it. Or the way she seemed to be glaring daggers into my skull with her tear filled eyes.
It took me a moment of utter confusion to understand what she was talking about, and when it finally dawned on me, I froze.
I'd said it out loud.
It wasn't just in my head.
My heart plummeted. "Babe…"
"Did you just think I was Leilani?" She whispered shakily. "Do you fantasize about her?"
Yes!
But I could never say that out loud, so instead, I clamped my mouth shut in shame. Intense shame. I dropped my head.
"Kael, talk to me!" She cried out in annoyance, her voice sounding so raw… so hurt. I looked away in shame.
"I do not fantasize about Leilani. I'm just as embarrassed as I am angry that I would say something like that. And… oh shit, I know you wouldn't believe me right now but it's true. All I tell you is true."
Chalice slowly rose to her feet and plopped into the bed beside me. And for a whole minute, she didn't speak to me. She didn't even blink. Then all of a sudden, she began to wail so loudly, I winced.
"Chalice, please stop!" I cried out exasperatedly, "I'm so sorry baby. Please forgive me."
She cried even more when I spoke, ignoring me, but after a while, and after I had ended up promising her more than what I could probably give, she stopped, quietly wiped her face with the back of her hand and pointed to the door. "Leave."
Wait, what?
"Get out." Her voice was so small. So shaky that I felt so embarrassed. So weak. I felt like an idiot.
My knees hit the floor before I could stop myself and with a voice I could barely recognize, I said to her. "I really am sorry."
"What do you feel about my sister?" This time, when Chalice asked this question, I found myself struggling for an answer.
I frowned. "Why would you ask that?"
"Wouldn't you ask if you were in my shoes?!" She seethed in rage.
Well, fairs.
"So tell me, what do you feel about my sister? Do you like her?"
I gritted my teeth, frowning when I remembered all the terrible things she'd done in the past. And I hated myself for ever being attracted to a monster like her.
I shook my head. "I hate her so much. And I hate her more for fleeing before we could perform the rejection ritual."
Chalice smiled coquettishly. "Don't hate her," she whispered. "Just love me more."
The desperation in her voice made me rise to my feet, and then I pulled her into a tight hug. "I have always loved you." I said quietly, kissing her head, "I will always love you."
But even after saying that, it felt wrong.
I felt wrong.
And I instantly realized to my horror that I'd just told my darling Chalice a lie.
—
Leilani.
For embarrassing Chalice, she countered by sending videos from four years ago to Jarek to embarrass me.
Not just that, but she also sent him documents—fake ones— stating that I'd been disowned by my family because I had murdered our grandmother and attempted to murder her too.
As I stared at the pictures on Jarek's phone, I couldn't help but be enraged. I looked away from the vile images and shook my head. "This is insane."
"The fact that she would do anything just to tear you down is even more insane to me." Jarek responded in confusion. Then shutting off his phone, he turned to me, saying; "…especially since knowing that she's the real culprit behind your grandmother's death."
At that, I lowered my gaze. I was still so mad that I had no proof to convict her of grandma's murder. And what hurts even more is the fact that I still have no idea who that boy who had been in her room before the accident was.
Maybe his testimony could've helped me get justice…
"Didn't you say that the reason she may have been like that is because she wanted your parents and those idiotic mates of yours to choose her?" Jarek's voice pulled me out of my reverie and I glanced up at him in surprise.
"Yes…"
"Well, she already has all of that. Why's she still so head bent on slandering you?"
As soon as Jarek asked this question, I frowned. I had no idea either, but I suspected that it had something to do with the fact that I probably didn't turn out the way she must've expected me to.
So I shrugged. "I have zero ideas."
"So what do you plan to do about her?" He asked, picking up my hand, and I watched him in quiet surprise as he brought my knuckles up to his lips and began to kiss them one after the other.
I blushed fiercely, but to hide it, I quickly pulled away from his hold and shrugged. "Nothing."
Jarek cocked his eyebrows at me. "Really? Nothing?"
"Yeah, I'll do nothing." I answered indifferently. "She hates it when she doesn't get the reaction she wants so I'll rage bait her with my silence until she slips. I don't give a fuck about her."
Jarek leaned into his chair, his eyes glowing with malicious delight. "Wow. You've changed."
I smiled. "Maybe," then after taking a sip of my wine, I continued; "But first, I need to call my lawyer. She seems to have forgotten that she owes me seventy thousand dollars for my ruined dress."
He whistled excitedly, barely able to contain his amusement. "Will you take the money?"
"Of course I will! I may not need the money right now but I bought that dress myself. And gone are the days when she would ruin any of my stuff and go scot free.
At this, Jarek smiled so much, his face nearly cracked. Then he leaned so close to me, grabbed my face in his hands and kissed my forehead.
"I love you!" He muttered, "I love you so much I can barely breathe without you!"
I rolled my eyes at him. "You don't love me. You only love drama."
"Well, fair."