บท 15: Happy Sharing?

VALENTINA

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The heat that pulled over me was in waves, almost knocking me to the ground.

Then my gaze roamed down to the bed, because as sex craved as my brain was starting to get, I could still remember that there was a woman on the bed below him.

She wasn't there anymore.

Suddenly, I felt cold hand grip my arm, slender fingers with thick and sharp nails digging slightly into my skin.

My eyes felt the sharpness of her green, vertical ones. A slow smile curled up her lips and she moved into the crock of neck, burying her nose into it. Since she was a little shorter than I was, her weird flowing hair grazed against a part of my cheek like a soft carress.

It was soft, as soft as it looked.

I didn't enjoy her tight grip on my arm or how cold it was, but the more she pushed her nose further against my neck and sniffed me in, the more I bared my neck to her in submission.

I could feel knots in my stomach at my action, the twists and the turns, the uneasiness that crossed through my veins with every light breath of hers against my skin.

"She smells delicious." She pulled back slightly before I felt something cold slither around the base of my neck. "Strong essense too!" She added, like it was a compliment.

I wanted to voice out my displeasure at the whole situation but my tongue felt nailed up the roof of my mouth, my jaws locked, my mouth completely sealed.

I couldn't move the damn thing!

Always those body parts with lips giving the attitude.

I knew that I was being compelled or under a force right now but I didn't want to admit that to myself.

Admitting it would make my mind believe I could do nothing against the situation and was defenseless.

A while new level of defenseless.

"She tastes really delicious! Did you bring her for us? I like her."

Well, thank you, Snake eyes. Will you now fucking let me go!

Rowan stood in front of me and this time when I stared back at him, the lust that had earlier built up in me, seemed to have died. All I felt and tasted was an unexplainable bitterness at the back of my throat.

Whatever this Serpent Lady was doing to me, I hated it.

"Stop it."

"She liked it, Rowan." Her hand went around my neck and all I could do was blink. "She didn't complain."

I could feel her hot breath and warm lips against my neck, as she open her mouth to swipe her tongue across my neck again.

She had an odd smell about her, insanely sweet but it made my stomach turn in an unpleasant way.

I should raise my gun, I should shoot her in the head, dig a hold through that slimy flesh she was using to turtore me, but I couldn't even move my pinky!

Seriously, why wasn't Roman doing anything yet? Or did he really bring me along for him and his girlfriend? Wife? I really didn't care what relationship they were in-- fuck-- she was controlling me!

How do I break out of this?

Rowan mumbled something roughly under his breath before he stretched his hand forward, pulling Safiyah by her neck, yanking her away from me and holding her up in the air that her legs dangled.

"I said stop."

Then he tossed her to the floor and she slid to the floor gracefully.

I felt the hold over me disappear immediately and my face flew into a frown, my hand raising my gun.

"I don't want you disgusting spit on me, Serpent!" I said, huffing with rage that poured into my veins like a broken dam.

"I deserve to be punished." She moved slowly, till she was finally on her kneels. Her hands pressed flat on her thighs, her gaze fixed on Rowan who was in front of me.

"Punish me." She added with all too much yearning, completely disregarding the gun I had up to her.

I understand why she would do that. If she was anything like Rowan, my threat would have no standing to her. Even though, it would still please me to blow a bullet through her skull. I didn't care if it would heal.

So I cocked the gun.

"Put it away. We don't want the noise or its consequences." He snapped, as he walked past me to the Snack Lady, pulling her roughly by her wrist and leading her back to the bed.

He pressed a kiss to her lips, pushing her down to the bed, while her hands moved to his shirt, pulling it away. He pulled away from her. He pulled away almost instantly, his gaze landing on me and for a moment I felt slightly embarrassed that I had been watching them.

"Will you like to join?" He offered and I couldn't help if he did that as people would usually offer for a friend to join in while they were eating, since sex was his food.

As much as I was feeling very overwhelmed and angry by everything happening so far, heat danced across my skin at the thought of having Rowan's hands on my body like it had been in my dream. The feeling didn't rush into my veins in an unatural way, so I guess that was just my body doing the crazy thing it had been doing for a while now.

Well, I wasn't about to give in to that. I was horny not stupid. Although the line between those two could blur out sometimes, I didn't want now to be that.

Like I said before, it was always those parts with lips that always betrayed the planned schedule.

Even during periods too, my Lady R was a random visitor, popping out at anytime or maybe I was the cause, I never kept track of the date.

Sometimes, I even forget that I was a woman and these things were expected. Just reality was always there to keep me in check.

Ah.

I wished the Unit had been able to do something to permanently stop menstruation. I mean, it had to have some benefits after all the rules.

But then if I was having it hard, Ru had it even harder. Her ache was always ten times worse. It almost made grateful about my own pain.

Taking my long waiting time as a negative response, the Serpent offered, "Or I could get you someone if you don't fancy to share?"

"We don't have time for that, Safiyah." Then he looked at me, as he pried the Serpent legs apart. "You may watch, if you please."

I turned my back to them immediately, the voice of the Snake lady reaching my ears.

"You may check my wardrobe for a new--ah, yes." Followed my a jumble of words that I was starting to suspect was her language.

It took me a moment to understand what she had said, I wasn't sure if it was because of her accent or because I was just very distracted with the knowledge of two people having sex behind me.

There was a wardrobe at the right corner of the room where I was facing. Carefully, I walked towards it, not wanting to even catch a glimpse of them.

If Ru could see me right now, she would be proud. I would tell her everything when I got back to the Unit and she would applaud my newly found level of control.

Something about having Ru praise me always felt good, better than the feeling I got when I was given most of my awards. I couldn't figure out why but I was sure of something, I liked the feeling.

It was a tall brown wardrobe, with intricate designs on it and golden tappings here and there. It looked solid too.

How had I not noticed it when I came in before?

The key was in the lock, so it was easy for me to open it and start checking through the plentiful dresses.

They all looked rather too small, and they barely covered anything. If I wore any of these, I would die of cold. The cloak I had wrapped around me was so much better.

Then suddenly, my hand jammed against the firm wardrobe door frame, my breathing increased, my forehead pressed against the door for restraint.

I gulped, my breath hot, my chest rasing and falling, my brain drunk on lust.

With all the strength I had, I tried to pull myself together but a groan floated to my ears and the urgency to seek for release bursted through my veins.

I lost it.

Forget telling Ru anything, she doesn't have to know.

In eager defeat, I let the dress in my tight grip go, closing the wardrobe clumsily as I approached them.

The Snake Lady was riding Rowan.

I want her off him.

I want to be there instead.

I had no idea how I would do that but I've read many pages of erotic novels to be a pro.

I would be exceptional.

They both turned to look at me at the same time and I wasted no time in letting my intentions known. I unwrapped the black cloak from me, allowing it to drop to the floor around my feet.

"I want to join."