Hammer Time by M J Marstens & Ann Denton

Hammer Time by M J Marstens & Ann Denton

Author:M J Marstens & Ann Denton [Marstens, M J & Denton, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951714079
Publisher: Le Rue Publishing
Published: 2020-05-27T16:00:00+00:00


14

Khepri

The scent of Val’s orgasms fills the apartment with delicious temptation, like waffles covered in butter and maple syrup. I inhale and sigh. One day, I want to taste one of those orgasms.

Raiden gazes up at me from the floor (because I kicked him off the couch) with a puppy-like expression in his eyes. “Do we get to go next?” he asks.

“Duat, I hope so,” I tell him.

He babbles happily after that and plays with a little bit of lightning between his fingertips. I almost feel sorry for the prick. Almost. I wouldn’t want to be caught and concussedly stupid around my worst enemies.

When Raiden starts to use his own lighting on his tongue and giggle, that’s when I can’t stand it anymore. I call down the hall, “You done in there? Or accepting visitors?”

Devin comes out into the hall, still buttoning up the top button of his collared shirt. I don’t think I’ve seen an expression on his face other than sheepish since the moment I met him.

Behind him stumbles Val, who takes his hand, looking giggly and edible. Her cheeks are flushed and even with her bra on, her nipples are still pebbled. “We better go check on the goats or they might start gnawing on your neighbors satellite dishes,” she tells Devin before glancing up at me.

Her cheeks grow red when she sees the look in my eyes and remembers my keen sense of smell.

I follow the two of them to the door and Raiden bumps into my shoulder just as we’re about to leave. “Me too!” he exclaims.

I turn to push him behind me, where he belongs, only to see Tupac strolling out of Devin’s bedroom with a popcorn dish in hand and dried cum on the side of his yellow underpants. (I know it’s cum because I can smell it.)

My jaw drops and fury heats me more than the sun on my shoulders ever did. “You were in there!” Was he participating?! I might officially hate someone else in the universe as much as Ra. Devin and Val, well anyone could see that writing on the wall, but him?

Tupac sets down his popcorn bowl on the dining table and strides to the door. He tries to squeeze past me but I block him in. I lean forward into his face. “What the hell?”

“Relax. I was just watching. This time.” He winks before he squeezes past me. He sprints down the hallway to catch up with Val and Dev, calling out, “Wait! Let me escort you, beautiful lady.”

“We could have watched?” Raiden says from my side.

I smack him across the side of the head. But it’s not really him that I’m mad at. I stomp down the hall after everyone else. I could have fucking watched. And I hadn’t even known it.

Godsdamned motherfucking honor.

We reach the roof and my bitterness is shattered when an ear-piercing shriek fills the air. Soon, dozens of the same shrill cry sound in the distance. The sounds are faint to me but I see Dev clap both hands over his head and fall to his knees.



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