Chapter Eleven

Cyrus

I hopped out of the shower, instantly reaching for my phone. I couldn’t help but pull up Kouvr’s name. I had been thinking about her since I left the game and even jerked off in the shower a few times to try to get the image of her out of my head.

It made it worse.

Her beautiful ass in the air in front of the planet’s—Helix—window, her ivory skin looking golden under the bright light.

My cock hardened, and my chest heaved. What the fuck is wrong with me? I already want more.

I looked down at my phone. She trusted me enough with her address and her phone number—as if I didn’t have both already, but the gesture was nice.

I sent her a text, “Did the food arrive safely?”

Quickly, I set my phone down, feeling eager for an immediate text back. My head hung, white hair covering my forehead. I leaned against my bathroom sink, just dripping onto the rug.

I needed to get a fucking grip. I thought having her would be enough and would satisfy all the urges inside of me, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. More so than normal.

Ding!

I spun quickly, gripping my phone. It better be her and not one of the fucking guys. I just wanted her to text, and if it was them, I was going to murder them next.

But her beautiful name shone on my phone screen, making me smirk. Good girl. I opened the phone, seeing her message.

“Yes! You got me all my favorites, but way too much!” she replied.

I moved from my bathroom into the bedroom, butt naked and smiling at my phone. “It’s a feast, Kouvr. Enjoy. Celebration is needed.” I threw a towel around my waist before sending the message and leaving my room. I moved to Kyree’s office, pushing the door open.

All the men, including my brother, were in the room, watching the large screen in the room.

“Hey, fucker.” D threw his hands up, moving to me. “Explain to me what her pussy feels like. What it tasted like!”

I rolled my eyes, pushing him away and peeking at the screen. “Is she eating?”

Kyree nodded. “And… dancing. She’s happy.”

I watched as Kouvr sat on her king-size bed with the containers around her, enjoying a little bit of each thing that I bought her. She did a little jig, while watching TV.

Her phone lit up, and anger rushed through me as she reached for it. Who the fuck could she be talking to?

After a few taps of her fingers, my phone dinged, and her phone went down. I smirked, throwing myself down on the couch. I glanced at my phone, seeing her name.

Kouvr: I’m so enjoying! Thank you, Cyrus. For everything. ;)

My tongue licked my lips.

D grabbed my phone, glancing down at it. “Thank you, Cyrus. For everything,” he mocked in a girl’s voice.

I snatched my phone back, looking up at the screen where she was chewing and dancing. God, this girl was so gorgeous.

“So, she hit it off with Cyrus,” Zelos muttered, sounding slightly jealous.

“And Theon,” Kyree pointed out, making Theon smirk.

“It’s kind of sick watching you guys drool all over her,” D muttered, sticking his nose in the air.

I let out a laugh, seeing right through his fake attitude. “You’re just mad your old ass has to fucking watch.”

Kyree let out a snicker, turning away.

We were all in a sticky situation, with me being the only one inside her… but not the only one that wanted to be. Glancing at the screen, I saw her packing the leftover food when she was done.

“Speaking of,” Zelos muttered. “Did you fuck with the game?”

Eyes moved to D.

He made a face, running his hand through his hair. “Me? Why would I do that? Old man D doesn’t even know how to game, remember?”

I rolled my eyes. “Bullshit. Stop being a jealous prick.”

“Stop being a bore in bed.”

A smirk curled on my lips. “You watched? Did you like my balls slapping against her beautiful pussy?”

D growled. “Fuck you.”

A whirling noise made us look at the screen.

Kouvr was on the screen, now lying on the bed, stark naked.

My lips parted, chest heaving. The bickering made me miss her getting naked. The view was that beautiful pussy we were just talking about.

Silence filled the air, and none of us dared to make a noise.

She pressed one of her toys to her pussy, and I ached for her again. My cock hardened under my towel. She arched and moaned out.

My throat dried as she reached for her phone. We all watched in silence as her hips rocked against her clit toy, moans echoing in her apartment.

I suddenly wanted to murder every last person in that apartment building. They didn’t deserve to hear her cries like this.

A familiar voice filled her room. “I can’t wait anymore. I need you.” It was my voice, making my brows pull. Then other noises came, like the noises of me going down on her and her crying out for me.

“She’s rewatching us fuck,” I muttered, lips parting. Just the sounds of her moans and the thought of her rewatching that made me want to explode right then and there.

“What would happen if the monster heard us?” Her voice asked on the video.

I bit my lips, knowing my next words. “Then they will be eating us and not in the way I’m eating you.”

Her hips bucked, eyes rolling back as she cried and cried until she was sobbing out an orgasm. Her cries brought flashbacks of her body in front of me. She felt amazing, even in the game, wet and dripping for me. Her walls were always clenching, too tight sometimes.

Her back arched, and she let out a final cry into her orgasm.

My eyes closed as her huffs filled my ear.

She dropped the phone, but only briefly until she turned off the video.

Ding!

I could hardly pry my eyes from the screen, but when I did, I saw she texted and said, “Thinking about you. Good night, Cyrus.”

I lifted my phone, replying. “Same. See you tomorrow. Sleep tight, baby girl.”

Her phone dinged, and her chest heaved from her orgasm. She lifted it, instantly smiling.

My chest swelled. I made her come and smile with all in the same few minutes. I loved her.

Like routine, Kouvr rolled over, dropping her toy on her bed and closing her eyes. Our sweet girl loved coming right before bed.

And we watched every fucking night.

“Does the need subside?” D asked, eyes locked on the screen as the lights went dim and the night vision on the camera came on.

“No. I don’t think it ever does,” I muttered, need filling my chest. I wanted her so bad from the moment we saw the first stream. We all did…

This is why ParaDise was made. For her.

Kouvr

The next morning, there was a knock on the door just as I was finishing up edits on the first ParaDise vlog. It was going smoothly, though I had to take out the parts of Cyrus and I having sex. The flirting was a bit hard to take out, too, but I did my best.

My heart rushed as I wondered who could have been at the door. I wasn’t waiting for any deliveries or anything.

Was… that Cyrus? Here to stalk me? No… he pinky promised.

The knock came again, and I got up from the couch and moved to the front door. I peeked through the peephole, but…

No one was there…

I opened the door, glancing both ways of the hall before looking down.

A dozen roses sat on the ground with a bag next to them. A card stood at the top of the roses. I took it, opened it and read it. “From the guys at ParaDise. May you hit one million views in your first vlog back!”

A smile spread on my lips as I pushed my loose curls back. I took a moment to take everything inside and see what the guys got me.

Before I could even open the first bag, my phone dinged from the couch where I left it. I moved from the roses and bag, grabbing my phone.

Cyrus’s name lit up the screen, and so did the smile on my face.

Cyrus: Good morning beautiful. There’s a delivery at the door. Enjoy and see you at ten am.

I chewed on my bottom lips, smirking. Moving back into the kitchen, I opened one of the bags, seeing bowls of fresh-cut fruit. Excitement rushed through me as I quickly ran to grab a fork. Popping the lid open, I dug into the mango, instantly moaning at the taste.

It wasn’t the fake lab-made ones; this was the real deal.

My head tilted back, a moan escaping me. It was juicy and fresh.

Picking up my phone with one hand, I texted back. “Fruit?! Where did you guys even get all of these fruits?”

I sent it and dug into the next piece, a pineapple. I knew what these fruits were and what they tasted like, but rarely in their true form. People in the pits had vendors and carts, selling artificial fruits. Ones grown in labs, that never actually looked like the right thing and were too expensive to buy.

Pineapples that were pink and ball-shaped, priced at twenty-five dollars. One apple alone was eight dollars, but who knew what it was going to look like. The real ones from soil were rare as there was not much fresh good soil around anymore. Most of the Earth was underwater or overpopulated.

I glanced out my apartment window, peeking through the cracks in the curtain. My jaw slowed down as my eyes took in the mountains of houses on top of each other. The Falls. It wasn’t as bad as the Pitt, which was a huge pit in the middle of our America.

It happened during one of the world wars, maybe the twenty-third. Nukes destroyed most of the life on Earth and made the soil toxic.

I picked at another piece, placing it in my mouth. The sweet, watery taste filled my mouth, and I knew it was watermelon.

My phone dinged, bringing my attention back to the world around me.

My eyes lifted as a shadow of an Eden passed, floating over the Falls. I had one. An Eden. A platform where a single-family home sat on so you could get away from Earth. Some even floated over the ocean, where there was a lot of water on Earth now.

I moved back to my kitchen island, opening my phone.

Cyrus, of course. His name made me smile instantly.

Cyrus: I know a few people. ;) Are you enjoying them, baby girl?

I licked my lips, wondering how he was so comfortable with me so quickly. But I was too. The passing thought of us last night in the game… the sex and how real it felt. The orgasms were amazing, but I suspected that was because Cyrus knew what he was doing.

My thighs closed and I drew my bottom lip between my teeth. What’s some fun with one of the game developers? No one has to know, right?

Me: Of course I am, baby. It tastes so good. ;)

I set my phone down quickly, facing the bags in front of me. Going through all of them, I saw the various food he bought me. I still had leftovers from the Chinese food and planned to eat that for breakfast.

Now, I was going to be stocked for more than that. They had bought me fancy Belgium waffles and cinnamon roll pancakes with cream cheese icing. There were also scrambled eggs and absurd amounts of toast and bacon.

There was a time where food like this was hard to come by.

My eyes teared up. Who knew I would be so abundant in food and much more now? I smiled, opening the pancakes and digging in. My eyes closed as the delicious cinnamon taste entered my mouth.

“Oh!” An idea came into my mind. I looked down at the time, seeing I had about an hour before our next game started. I grabbed what I wanted and marched into the bathroom.

I took a moment to set up my beautiful bathroom with light candles and the board on the tub ledge. I set up the pancakes with fruit and whipped cream on the board. The moment I plopped into the warm water, my phone on the counter went off.

In the kitchen.

I let out a sigh, fully immersing myself in the water. “Sorry, Cyrus,” I muttered, sitting up and opening my food on the board. I took time to myself, eating and relaxing. I got full quickly, having too much food for one person.

Even after eating and cleaning up, I reheated the tub of water with a button and relaxed in it.

I am very grateful for what I have. I spent my life grinding and working odds jobs just to get away from the Pitts. Streaming and YouTube took me above and beyond that point for me and my whole family.

I wrapped my arms around myself, sinking into my deep tub. Even though this wasn’t supposed to be my home, it was still a lovely apartment. My first home was ruined by a stalker who just had to show up at my house. I then took a more massive break, facing my traumas head on. My vlogs at least proved rent at the time and I was grateful for that.

After my bath, I spent some time lotioning and doing self-care on my naked body on my bed and stretching. My mind raced about the games, Cyrus, and all the endless possibilities on the Simu system.

What game was going to be played next?

“Oh, Cyrus,” I jumped up, still naked, and moved into the kitchen for my phone. Seeing the food on the island made me dig in for another bite of a strawberry. There was still fruit left over, which made me very excited for my next meal.

I moaned at the taste, eyes almost rolling from my head. Cyrus must want the soul sucked out of his dick because he’s going to get it soon with this.

I opened his message, seeing his answer.

Cyrus: Anytime, baby girl. Can’t wait to see you and taste you.

I wanted to moan at the thought of him between my legs again. I couldn’t wait.