•••
“F**k! Don’t stop!” The words ran out of her mouth unexpectedly, and Tiger raised his head up from her middle immediately, the eyes of the devils’ mirrored.
“You like this too, don’t you?” He said in a tone of mockery, his breaths brushing her c*nt teasingly.
She couldn’t find the right words to reply him. She’s not the type to be at loss for words, but something about this devil is casting a spell on her right now. she couldn’t move a nerve as he kept holding her down.
“You enjoy pains like me, you like getting f**ked like a whore, don’t you?” He smirked, and maybe a little of her thinking came back immediately.
She tried standing up, but he plunged her back onto the sofa, one hand leaving to grab her hair as he ran his nose over her cleavage.
“F**k!” She cursed again. Her breasts heaved eagerly in her bra cups, and she twisted her hips, ready for the worse.
How the hell was he able to do this? He’s gaining dominance right now, and that’s what she hates most in the world, becoming vulnerable for any f**king one, but this devil between her thick thighs, who’s he?
She got no answer to her questions when his full lips wrap around her throbbing cl*t.
Her hand went to the back of the sofa, holding herself still as he sucks her cl*t into his mouth, f**king her labia with his tongue.
She could feel her hair sticking to her skin from the sweat, and a huge heart building between them as he continued having a meal of her wetness.
She couldn’t find the right words to tell him to stop when he dipped his had deeper into her, burying all of his face down there.
He gripped her p*ssy lips with his teeth, and she gritted her jaws, grabbing the sofa tighter.
“Bastard! Testa di cazzo!” She cursed in Italian, rolling her evil eyes deep into their sockets, she could c*m like this for real, he’s destroying her down there.
Grinding her hips with him, his mouth on her p*ssy, and his oak scent on her skin. A powerful and bizarre aura about this guy throws her over the edge, she can’t allow this to happen.
She grabbed his hair suddenly, throwing him off of herself before standing, pulling up her shorts.
They both started gasping, staring at one another as the need drowned them, there’s something about him, just something that she’s not understanding right now.
“Told you i was gonna destroy you, we haven’t even started yet” Tiger spoke with an obvious smirk on his attractive lips.
Isn’t it crazy that even the smirk turns her on? What the hell is happening?
“I’m gonna enjoy f**king your little hole, and make words stop coming out of your mouth when I bury my c**k down your throat” he continued, the dirty words falling so easily from him.
She couldn’t help but clasp her thighs together, she just got wetter… This isn’t good.
“You like hearing those, don’t you? I bet your p*ssy is so soaked right now, b**ch” he smiled.
“Your c**k down my throat? Can it even reach half of my mouth? Stronzo (asshole)” She said in the same tone, suddenly getting her confidence back, and that broke the gates of hell lose.
He rushed forward to grab her, and they fell back on the sofa together, but she quickly shoved her knee between them, his lips inches away from hers when he kneed him away from herself.
His back hit the chair hard, and she raised her heels in one swift move to his chest, holding him down firmly.
He smiled devilishly as he tried to stand, but he pressed his chest back with her heels, and he went back on the sofa with a little groan.
His eyes went to the middle of her opened legs. Even the shorts she’s wearing is wet with her liquid already, she’s dripping, and she knows it.
She wants him badly right now, but she’s never gonna let him have his way, not now.
“You’re soaked, baby” he smiled naughtily, grabbing her leg at once.
She was expecting a rough spin, but he attached his lips to her leg immediately, kissing all the way up to her calf.
She wants to badly push him back right now, but her control began falling when he began kissing up her thighs.
Her p*ssy released more juices as he kissed up, and the juice flowed down her thighs.
He sank his teeth into her thighs when he got there, and she grabbed his hair as he left trails of mark behind, licking the trickling juice till he got back to her p*ssy.
“Back to square one, huh? You’re just a b**ch with a little hole waiting to be filled, puttana!” He slurred, and before she could move, he tossed her to the couch.
He pulled down her shorts once again, and a deep breath escaped Toyota’s nostrils when the warm air in the room hit her clit.
He raised her legs up, so much that her knees were resting on her shoulders.
“Watch as I make you c*m handfuls with my mouth” he smirked and was about to get down to business again when someone knocked on the door.
“Boss! The godmother is on screen!”
It’s definitely Lambo’s voice.
“Till another day, baby” Tiger let go of her, and she stood straight.
She suddenly pushed him to the sofa and pulled off the joggers he’s wearing. Her shorts is soaked with her juices already, she can’t possibly wear that out.
She put on the black joggers, leaving Tiger in his underpants as she started walking out of the apartment.
“Sweet p*ssy you’ve got, smells nice too. Can’t wait to f**k it” he said from the sofa, and she turned back.
She wanted to curse him, but the way he looked at her stopped her.
His seductive eyes are casting a similar spell to what happened before, so she only glared before walking out of the apartment.
Deep inside her, she knew she wouldn’t be able to get what just happened away from her head.
•••
Everyone bowed when Toyota came in, but Jezebel’s eyes widened.
She recognized the joggers on Toyota as the one she saw Tiger wearing this morning. Tiger’s joggers!
“She left in shorts, and she came back in his joggers? What the hell did they do” she muttered angrily.
“They obviously f**ked” Delilah chuckled, and Jezebel made to go to Toyota, but Delilah held her.
“You wanna lose your remaining fingers?” she said, and Jezebel relented as Tiger came in next, wearing a new jean on black singlet.
Luckily, there’s a collection of wears for any new gang member in the clan store, so he got everything he needed. His favorite jean pants and joggers, then the black shirts and singlets.
Jezebel was biting her lip repeatedly, and anger started consuming her at the thought of him in bed with Toyota, it’s mad.
Tiger stood beside Toyota and smiled knowingly, then Lambo pressed a button, and Toxica’s face appeared on screen.
She hasn’t changed at all, thanks to multiple surgeries, she still looks as young and full of venom.
“She looks dangerous” Jaemin muttered.
“She is” Sylvester replied
“Now I understand The Terminator’s strength, she was trained by a thug, but how come you’re not as strong and poisonous as her when you received trainings together” Zenith said.
“Maybe she has a darker past” Lambo replied
“Tiger, is that you?” Toxica said immediately she beheld him.
“Have anything to say to me” he replied arrogantly, and Toyota glared at him.
“You don’t talk to her disrespectfully” she said.
“How old is she? Thirty? Why should I use honorifics” Tiger replied freely, and Toyota almost punched him.
“He never listens, is he really my brother?” Chance mumbled, and Taylor smiled.
“It’s nice to see you in my gang anyways, and it’s f**king great to see y’all, the new members” Toxica smiled, getting herself a fat roll of weed which she began smoking as she spoke.
“Bring down Alberto Gunner tommorow, the next thing I wanna hear about is his murder. Remember what he did to your parents Toyota? Keep that in your head as you slaughter him, make sure he falls in pieces like I taught, that’s the only reward for evil” Toxica said, and Toyota nodded once
“Yes, godmother”
The screen went off immediately, and she faced everyone.
“No room for plays, it’s our first mission as a gang, so stay awake” she said and walked out of the lab.
Tiger left next, and Jezebel followed him.
“The arrangements changed though” Lambo spoke.
“Ok?” Taylor replied.
“Instead of Sylvester and Delilah, Sylvester and Jezebel will be the ones staying back to watch the clan. You’re going on the mission, Delilah” Lambo replied.
“Wait… Why do you always act like a god? Who gave you the order to change the damn arrangement f**king wench!” Delilah shouted, pushing Lambo’s chest.
Lambo staggered, and when Delilah made to push her chest again, Sylvester covered her, and she pushed his chest instead.
“Stop it!” Zenith shouted.
“Who the hell do you think you’re shouting at? Midget!” Delilah barked, and Zenith slapped her soundly.
“I’m just glad I came here, I just need popcorn right now, and my movie will be spicy” Chance laughed.
“Is Zenith a good fighter?” Taylor asked.
“She’s crazy, trust me” Jaemin replied.
“Did you just slap me?” Delilah’s eyes widened, and it felt like a dream when Zenith slapped her again on the same cheek.
“F**k!” Taylor and Chance started laughing.
Delilah made to attack her, but Lambo stepped forward this time.
She grabbed her throat, and Delilah began gasping.
“Don’t take my quietness for granted, rotten slut!” She spat, choking her more.
Zenith left the lab immediately, but Taylor and Chance rushed after her
“Zenith, she just said you’re mad” Chance lied.
“What the f**k!” Zenith’s eyes widened.
“Delilah said it” Taylor replied, and Zenith stormed back into the lab.
Taylor and Chance did a fist bump, then they stuck hands before laughing out loud.
Few minutes later, Delilah’s cries could be heard from inside the lab as Zenith dealt with her.