Chapter 57: Sleepwalker
<i>Blythe’s </i><i>P.O.V. </i>
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I woke up covered in familiar warmth like I do every morning. For just a moment, I didn’t want to get up. I didn’t want to move, or have to go back to reality. I wanted to stay right where I was; wrapped in warmth and
half asleep.
I had nned to do just that too. I mean, these two will have to get up eventually, right? I’ll just stay in this
blissful state until then.
At least, that’s what I thought I’d do until I felt arge, warm hand snake up the side of my shirt. My eyes flew open to see Karma sleeping in front of me. He was on his side, facing me with his arm under my head. It
wasn’t his hands feeling me up right now, almost cupping my breast.
I’m not surprised that CG is feeling me up though. It happens almost every morning. The two of them team up to try to get me into that state to ask me questions. It’s… been difficult.
“CG, stop,” I groaned, sleep thick in my voice as I tried to push his hand away. All that did was make him more eager. He fully cupped my breast, making me gasp. His thumb brushed across my ni.pple, making me squirm.
“C–CG,” I stuttered.
I turned my head to re at CG, wondering why he wasn’t listening to me. Karma’s usually the more insistent one. CG likes to keep touching me, sure, but he stops groping me when tell him to.
However, looking at the man behind me now, I see why CG didn’t stop. Because it’s not CG at all. It’s Havoc.
Everything fromst night came rushing back to me. Getting drunk with the ol‘dies, finding Havoc in the hallway, and everything that happened once we got back here. Including…
Oh my god! I let him eat me out while I yed with myself! What the hell is wrong with me?!
I me the alcohol. It was that. I was drunk. It was… a mistake.
Right?
Of course, it was! These guys are… not safe.
Right?
I have no idea how I feel anymore. Being back here, being with them again… it’s confusing me. They were mean and now they’re pushy. They im to have no idea about what I went through, but… I just…
I don’t know what’s true anymore.
I’m falling right back into things like before with them. Well, worse now because we’re all… being intimate. It’s a lot harder to remind myself that they don’t care about me than I thought it would be. I wasn’t supposed to feel safe again. Not with them, not ever.
Yet… that’s what I feel. No matter how much I push them away, how much they push me, or how big of di.ckheads they are… I feel safer here than I have in… years. Since thest time I was here. Even with Everly’s bullsh.it, I still felt safe. I just felt like no one liked me. I felt unwanted.
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But then Daniel took me. I found out that Everly was right about everything, none of them ever liked me, not even my mom. I was… just a burden to everyone. So, Mom sold me off to a father I never knew. They all sent me off to literal hell on earth.
There’s a small part of me, a very small part, that keeps telling me that something isn’t right though. Mom used to be my very best friend. It was always her and me against the world. She was a great mom and friend. Then I met the guys and felt like I had found my ce.
I was a good kid, a good friend. Until Everly started lying about me. Even then though… I never thought it was grounds for selling me off to a monster and his fucking cult.
The mother I knew would never have done that. The guys I was friends with would never have left me
unprotected. The club I thought I knew would never have let me suffer like that.
But they all did, didn’t they?
Suddenly, Havoc’s thumb brushed across my ni.pple again, making me twitch. I red harder at him, but he
didn’t notice. His eyes were closed, and I honestly wasn’t sure if he was asleep or not. Havoc used to
sleep–walk when we were kids, but it was rare. Tusk and the other club brothers would make jokes about it
sometimes.
When I moved in with them, there were a handful of times that Havoc would crawl into bed with me. Again, it
was rare. It only happened a handful of times. I always low–key loved it, but he was gone by the time I woke
up in the morning. He never said anything, and I assumed he either didn’t want to talk about it, or thought I
didn’t know he was in my bed for most of the night.
However, he never groped me in his sleep, so I’m notpletely convinced this is that.
“Havoc,” I hissed, trying not to wake Karma up. If I do that, then there’s no way I’m getting out of this bed
without being deliciously tortured.
Ugh! Listen to me. Deliciously? Karma is brainwashing me.
Unfortunately, Havoc <i>didn’t </i>listen. His other arm snaked under me until he had me wrapped up and was holding me by my chest. I bit my bottom lip to keep from moaning as his fingers began to work my buds. He
was rough, but gentle at the same time. He pinched my ni.pples hard and pulled. Then he massaged the sting away slowly before repeating it.
Is he really asleep right now?
“H–Havoc, I hissed again.
All he did was yank me back, stering my body to his as he worked my nipples. His lips were right by my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck. He thrust his hips forward, making me yelp in surprise. My eyes widened, but thankfully Karma didn’t stir.
Havoc groaned in my ear as he continued to work my body. I put my hands on his forearms, confused about what was happening.
“H–Havoc,” I stuttered, trying to be quiet. “A are you a awake?”
All I received was a groan in reply.
My head was foggy, and I was starting to fall into that same haze yet again. My nipples have always been a special spot, and these four were not making it easy for me. I couldn’t help myself when I started grinding
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back against Havoc. My brain was mush, but my body was wired. One more pull and pinch of my nipples,
and I was cu.mming.
I tried to hide my moans, but just as my orgasm started to push through me, another hand was gripping my chin. I looked at Karma just in time for him to pull my bottom lip free with his thumb. He was smirking at me, clearly awake that entire time.
“Let Havoc hear what he’s doing to you,” he whispered as moans tumbled past my lips. Havoc was still working my body, pro–longing my orgasm for far longer than should be possible. He only stopped after thrusting against me one more time and squeezing me tightly to him.
I’m positive that he came too.
“Well, that looked like fun,” Karma said. “My turn now, baby?” He asked with a wink.
I was breathless. I was foggy. I was seriously close to saying yes.
“Uh, what the hell?” Havoc rasped before yanking his hands away from me like I’d lit him on fire with my body.
“Why the hell were you close to me like that?”
And there went my happy daze.
“<i>You </i>were groping <i>me</i>, yoù di.ckface!” I snapped, throwing him a dirty look.
Havoc looked at me, then at himself, then at me again. Karma thankfully had enough sense to wrap me in his
arms before Havoc could throw me off the bed in a fit of anger or something. Not that I think he would, but
Havoc doesn’t have the best track record with me right now.
was… asleep,” Havoc muttered, looking confused and… is he blushing?
“One helluva se.x dream, aye?” Karma teased him.
“Yeah right,” he grunted. “Bly was just rubbing up on me and my sleeping self probably just got carried away.”
“Says the guy who has jizz in his underwear,” I muttered, making Karma snort.
“If I had known it was you, I would have-”
“What?” I cut him off, sneering at him. “Would you have thrown my legs up and fu.cked me with your tongue
instead? Doing that sort of thing is really going to give you a bad case of blue–balls one day, Havoc,” I said
sarcastically.
Karma snorted again, trying to hold in hisughter.
“You have a lot to say for someone who let her stepbrother get her off twice in less than 24 hours,” Havoc
growled.
“You’re the one that has a problem with us being step–siblings, not me,” I blurted.
Havoc gave me an incredulous look
“You don’t find your attraction to me even the least bit fucking disgusting?” He asked incredulously.
“How can I when it makes you this upset and flustered?” I countered, smiling sweetly at him.
Truth is, I probably only tease Havoc the most because I know he will never go soft on me. He might want to fu.ck me, maybe, but he hates that he does. He will always treat me like sh.it after every special moment we have. But I know Havoc well. I see the guilt in his eyes. I remember it back when we were teenagers too.
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Whatever the reason, whatever is going on… I know that Havoc hates me. Maybe he just wants to hate-fu.ck, but he hates that he wants me. Even if he was kind of nicest night.
I’m starting to see that anything se.xual that happens between us, Havoc hates and beats himself up over. I think I might push it a little because he deserves to feel like sh.it. It feels good in the <i>moment</i>, and I never have to worry about falling for any tricks of his either, because he never has any.
“You’re insane,” Havoc muttered as he threw the nket off of him and swung his legs over the side of the bed.
“Well, I guess you can answer the famous question for us then,” I retorted.
“Famous question?” Karma asked.
I looked up at Havoc as he stood up and turned to face me.
“Yeah,” I said, smiling at Havoc. “They say that crazy girls have the best tasting pu.ssy. Is that true?”
Karma snorted out augh as Havoc blushed fiercely. I had to fight to hide augh at his reaction. It was so not appropriate of me to say, but… fu.ck it! They can do what they want to me, so I might as well make them squirm when I can.
If they get to have fun ying with me, then I’m going to do the same.
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