13

Sal

"Will you tell V I said hello?" I asked Cozen when we got to the train station. The whole car ride was silent, and I was playing what he said to me this morning over and over in my head.

He hummed a noise and nodded.

That might be the only thing I get out of him.

With a sigh, I watched as he threw his bag on his back. He then paused.

"Remember… that promise you made me make when we were younger?" Cozen finally spoke, but I blinked.

I didn't know what I meant.

"That we would see each other again?"

Now I did. I nodded.

His eyes moved to me, over his shoulder. "Don't let it be at a gravestone, Psalm. Be careful. I have a gut feeling something bad is coming and I would rather you run from it instead of being hardheaded and facing it head-on."

My lips closed as I stared at his back. I grew up with him always protecting me. It hurt him to not be around me, to the point where he doesn't like to remember things. "Goodbye, Coz."

"Goodbye, P. Don't destroy my arm," he grumbled before moving to step on the train. I tried not to stare; he wasn't even going to look at me. But when the door closed and the train began moving, our eyes met.

And just like that, he was gone again.

I sighed as Abel hugged my shoulder.

"Don't worry," Kier assured. "You'll see your boyfriend again."

Beck shook his head, laughing. "Yeah, because we all know she's going to break that arm soon."

I rolled my eyes, moving away from the trio. Abel stayed close to me, fingers rubbing my hand. He was very… touchy and right now I didn't mind.

"You know, I liked him," Abel said as we all got into Kier's car. He and I were in the back of the truck while Beck and Kier were in the front, Kier driving.

Kier growled. "I didn't like him."

"That's because Kier is threatened by him, even though he never will ever have a chance with me," I teased.

He glared at me in his mirror before driving off. "And yet, you came onto me today."

"Oh my god," I said, rolling my eyes. "Get over yourself!"

"Telling me to take you and shit. I didn't even know what to do!"

I let out a laugh.

"What actually happened?" Abel questioned.

"We kissed, he got a boner, and I left him tied to the concrete with Alchemy."

Abel made a noise. "You… did that?" I could see the lust in his eyes.

I smirked. "Do you want to be tied up, Abel?"

He shook his head, smirking. "Nope, not at all."

But he didn't sound too sure. Slowly, I moved closer to him, hand running his thighs. "You sure? I can tie you up exactly like I did Kier. He was rock hard, probably liked it more than he will admit."

Abel smirked, and I realized talking about fucking someone else turned him on. And it made me wet to think about Kier below me, tied up and pissed again.

My hand ran over Abel's twitching dick. Inhaling sharply, his mouth slammed into mine. Heat rushed over me, need crawling through my body. His hands were on me, pulling me closer to him. Slowly, our mouths devour each other.

"Oh my god, don't fuck in my car!" Kier snapped almost breathlessly.

I wanted to laugh, but we both knew what was about to happen. I was going to get fucked in his car, and he would have to listen. My fingers moved to my jeans, kicking off my boots. In a swift movement, Abel pulled off my pants and pulled me right into his lap.

My fingers fisted his locs as my core rubbed against his erection. Together, we let out a throaty moan.

"Fuck," Kier muttered.

I reached down, pulling back and unbuckling Abel's jeans. He let me, lifting his hips to help me free his cock. He was hard, throbbing, and standing for attention. I spat right against his leaking tip and proceeded to rub my spit up and down his shaft.

The car was silent, except for the sound of my spit all over his dick.

Abel's head dropped back, eyes locking onto me. His hands moved to my bare ass, spanking one cheek.

I inhaled sharply, hissing at the pain. My core tightened, aching to be filled. Slowly, I lifted myself, pushing my black thong to the side as I pushed Abel into my entrance.

No one else mattered, just me and him and our desire for each other.

A moan escaped me as I slid all the way down his dick. He leaned forward, claiming my lips and pulling me down onto him more. My thighs shook around him as I tried to get used to his long dick.

"Take me," Abel whispered to me.

Need rushed as I began riding his dick. His hands grabbed my hips, hips thrusting a bit to meet me.

"Fuck," I moaned.

Something shifted beside me. I looked to see that Beck filled in the seat next to me. His hand was already pulling his dick out. I rolled my hips more as Beck pulled me into a kiss.

Abel groaned, ringed finger moving to my clit.

A moan escaped me as I picked up the pace. "Abel, please."

Beck snorted, fingers wrapping over my throat. "You're so pathetic when you beg. Keep going. Beg to be fucked and to come."

They were going to deny me if I didn't. I knew they were.

My eyes closed as I felt so much pleasure. I wanted to come so hard. I have been pressed too close to too many men who I wanted today and didn't get. My moan hitched as I bounced hard.

"Please let me come," I begged, feeling my thighs quake. "Please don't stop."

Abel's other hand grabbed my ass and bounced me harder. His eyes were locked onto my face, finger working wonders against my clit.

My toes curled, head throwing back. I cried and sobbed, feeling my body get closer and closer to the edge.

All the men were moaning in the car, making me look back at Kier. He had pulled over, eyes locked on the mirrors and tattooed hand jerking up and down his long dick. Piercings clattered as he moved at the pace of my hips, but just seeing his dick sent me over the edge.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm going to come. Please don't stop! Please don't stop." I gripped the door, sobbing. Abel's name began a chant as I reached my high. My chest fluttered as I gasped for air. My core tightened, and the moment it released, my body succumbed to my orgasm. I cried as liquid rushed down Abel.

He finally let my clit go, hands grabbing my hips as he bounced me.

I grabbed his shoulder, moaning into his neck. My eyes rolled close as my moan hitched again. My sensitive clit was rubbing right against his lower stomach with each contact. I cried, thighs squeezing around him.

He growled, slamming up into me and like a chorus, all men moaned came. Cum filled my pussy. My hips rolled slowly, letting Abel hit his high. With a sigh, I pressed my forehead against his neck.

With a groan, Kier sat up and began cleaning himself with stuff he found in the glove body. "No one dare speak of this."

"I'm telling everyone," Beck teased, leaning over to kiss my shoulder.

Slowly, I pulled Abel from my pussy and sat between my boys.

Kier had already cleaned himself up and glanced over. He took a doubt take, eyes dropping to my pussy that was on display for him as my leg was propped on the middle center. He stared for a moment before reaching for me. He paused when his finger brushed my inner thigh.

My body reacted, and I pushed my hips out to him, letting him in. Within a second, he was pushing cum back inside of me, making sure to get every drop. My core tightened around his two thick fingers until he pulled back, satisfied.

Our eyes met, and I sat up, opening my mouth.

Kier almost let out a moan before I sucked on his fingers. Slowly, my tongue licked off the evidence of what Abel and I did. Kier mouthed a curse before pulling back. After a breath, he put the car in drive and began driving.

I laid against Abel's shoulder, ass pressing against Beck's hip and he didn't seem to mind. Soon, I was falling asleep between the men and their warmth.

Later that night, my fingers brushed the pretty pink phone on the ground as I slid into Kennedy's childhood bedroom. I crouched down about to pick it up, when I felt the cold steel of a gun to my head. I knew she was there and even knew her gun was on safety.

"Did you kill her?" a shaking voice asked.

I stood, glancing over at her.

"I know who you are. Psalm Adams, the vigilant vampire hunter, Spectre."

Slowly my body turned.

"Don't—"

"I won't hurt you," I said, holding up my hand. I turned until I saw a woman with gold hair and red eyes. But she wasn't a vampire, just a grieving sister. "I never hurt her. Kennedy was my friend."

"She was my everything, my best friend before anyone else was." She cleared her throat as her eyes watered.

"I just want to know what happened to her and where she was."

The girl shook her head. "The Oracles already went through her phone. You won't find anything in it."

I doubted that she was lying, but she didn't know that Abel could crack into anything and find anything.

"Did you know her well?" her sister asked. Kenna. A year younger and was going to follow in her sister's footsteps. It didn't take much searching to find that out.

"No, sadly. We had just met and made plans to hang out, but I got busy…"

She blinked at me. "You blame yourself too?"

I swallowed. I have been around death all my life, and there weren't many deaths that I blamed on myself. Kennedy was one I blamed on myself. I didn't say anything to her.

She lowered her gun and glanced at the phone. I picked it up, cradling it like it could unlock all the codes.

This might get me further along. Most likely not.

"Thank you," I said, stepping away.

"Will you be getting justice for her?"

I licked my lips. "I'm going to try, Kenna."

"Thank you… Spectre."

I moved quickly through the shadows of Evercrest and back into Kier's neighborhood. I had used Abel's computer to set up this meeting, and part of me knew that this could have been a trip, but it was important to me.

Getting justice for Kennedy was important to me.

I used my right arm to help push me to climb back up to my bedroom window. I was quicker than I had ever been, shoulder stretching when I was back into my room. I stood, feeling the sweat dripping down my body. I would never get over the rush of being Spectre at night, like when Briar got blasted by the drug addict, and I went during the night. It's a rush, a thrill, and hope that something exciting would happen while hoping nothing happened.

"Is this going to be a habit?" Kier's voice filled the air, and I looked over to see him taking up the huge chair in the corner.

"No," I muttered, looking at him.

"Where were you?"

I rolled my eyes. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"That's why I asked, Psalm. Do not make this difficult. Where were you?"

I sighed. "Out, Kier. You are not my dad, so please don't act like it."

Kier scoffed, standing and moving to me. "You want to go out and kill yourself trying to do this alone, go. I was kind, gave you a place to stay, and—"

"To fuck me! You and I both know if I wasn't hot or Spectre, I would not be here right now."

"Well, you are, and you're not allowed to leave the house whenever you feel like it, Ashbourne," he explained with a tight jaw. "Vampires are after you or are you too selfish to understand that?"

I swallowed. "Selfish? If the vampires took me in the beginning, the academy and Kennedy would be okay. You tell me what's more selfish, one useless one-arm girl or the lives of innocent people that died because of her."

"This isn't your fault. You—"

"We both know you don't believe that shit or else you would be less of a dickhead to me."

He blinked. "No. I'm just a cocky dickhead that liked to protect what's his."

"I'm not yours!"

He fisted my hair, tilting my head back to look up at him. "You are mine, whether you fucking like it or not. Get dressed. You and I are going out."

He let me go, moving to the bedroom door.

"I took the liberty to buy you a dress. Wear it."

I scoffed, eyes landing on the beautiful dress on the bed.