Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: My First Love

Tae/Computer Guru/C.G.’s P.O.V.

“Wow, C.G., guess it’s not true what they say about Asians, huh?” Coco said while she had my co.ck in her hand. She giggled in that cutesy way that girls do. It didn’t do sh.it for me and got annoying more times than not, but whatever. The wh.ore is about to suck my co.ck, so she can giggle all she wants until I bust.

Then she’s gotta go.

“I know I’m not as big as Psycho though,” I said teasingly.

Coco smirked at me, batting her lashes.

“Nobody is as big as Psycho,” she replied with a light laugh. “Us succubi have an ongoing joke about his

di.ck being how he got his road name.”

I chuckled.

“Well, it’s not,” I said.

“So all of you say,” she mumbled.

I mean, it’s true. Psycho got his road name when we were little. We all knew his little nickname would

stick. It’s been a perfect fit for him since the day he was born. Even before his parents died, everyone

called him Psycho. He was just a wound-up kid who had little fear. Like most of us, but Psycho always

just… did what he wanted without a care in the world.

He did just that on our first run together, solidifying the name Psycho.

“Just put that mouth to good use, Coco,” I said, gently pushing her head down to my co.ck.

Coco wrapped her plump lips around my tip and slowly worked her way down. She started out slowly, before suddenly deep-throating me. My eyes rolled back, and I leaned my head back against the couch.

Of course, like always, my mind drifted somewhere else, to someone else…

~Flashback: age, 15~

“You sure this is okay, Tae?” Bly asked me as I pulled her onto my lap.

“Of course it is,” I replied, nestling her between my legs with her back to my chest. “We’re friends, right?”

And even if it wasn’t okay, I wouldn’t give a sh.it. Having Blythe touch any part of me is a damn blessing. Getting her to do it more is my favorite hobby. Not that I can ever get much from her.

“Isn’t playing hide and seek at our age a little… silly?” Blythe whispered to me.

“We’re playing in the dark though,” I replied with a smile. I leaned forward until my lips were right by her ear. It may be dark, but I can still make out her shape and her pretty hair. “Doesn’t that make it more fun?” I whispered.

A shiver ran down her spine, making me smirk. My di.ck twitched to life and I nearly groaned. I hope they never find us in this little closet in the basement. Hell, I think that Everly might have started the game just to exclude Bly from hanging out with us.

I know that Bly has been acting differently the last couple of years, but it’s not her fault. So much has changed in her life and she’s trying to adjust. Plus, she loves Evander the same way that he loves her, and they both feel screwed. I know Ev isn’t the easiest person to get along with. Not that it’s an excuse for Bly, but we are bikers. Even the girls. Ev needs to learn how to man-up. Maybe then Bly will stop.

Regardless, I don’t like how much Ev tries to exclude Bly. I know they don’t get along, but it still rubs me the wrong way. Evander and Chayton keep saying it’s because I’m blinded by love. I’m not sure that I even care if I am. I mean, having Blythe in my arms like this is totally worth it. Not to mention the way I can make her squirm.

“Th-they’ve been searching for a while and haven’t found us,” Bly said shyly after a few moments. I was just enjoying holding her, but now that she mentions it, it has been a while. I was probably right about Ev excluding her. She probably knows it by now too.

“That just means we get to spend more time alone together,” I replied, hugging her tighter to my body. I buried my face in her hair, taking a deep inhale of her peach shampoo. It made me miss Ozias a little bit.

“You can go back out if you want,” Bly said in a small voice. “They probably just don’t want to find me.”

“How would they even know where you are?” I replied, trying to cheer her up.

Just because I know what Ev is doing doesn’t mean that Bly has to know. I hate when her feelings are hurt.

“They probably saw where I walked off to, and you were the one that followed me down here,” she said.

“Well, maybe I’d rather be with you,” I mumbled.

Bly turned her head to look at me. When all I did was smile at her, she turned her body in my lap, shifting to sit on my right thigh to better face me. The urge I had to yank her down to straddle me was intense.

I haven’t been with anyone. Ever. In any kind of way. I knew the moment I laid eyes on Blythe Lyra Owens that she was my forever. I don’t even care if my brothers like her. We can all enjoy her and take care of her. But I knew I wanted her in any and every way. I wanted her to love me, care for me, and want to fuck me as badly as I wanted to fu.ck her.

And I have no problem waiting.

“Would you rather be with me?” She asked meekly.

“Of course I would, Fireball,” I replied. “You shouldn’t even have to ask.”

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“Well… it just seems like lately… none of you really… want to be around me, I guess,” she said, shrugging as she looked down at her hands.

Fu.cking Evander and Chayton. Those two dillholes. And Kylian, for that matter.

“Hey, they just don’t understand what they’re doing to you,” I told her, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. “They think they’re punishing you so that you learn, but we always want you Fireball, always.”

“If you say so,” she mumbled.

I took a deep breath and moved Bly so that she was straddling me. Even in the darkness, I knew she was blushing. My hands rested on her bare thighs and I thanked my lucky stars that she was wearing a cute little summer dress. The purple one that I love on her.

“T-Tae?” She asked in a whisper.

“Maybe I should make it up to you on behalf of all of us,” I told her.

“M-make it up to me?” She stuttered.

I tried not to laugh at how nervous she was.

“Yeah, by giving you your first kiss,” I said.

Fu.ck, I really hope this works. I’ve dreamed about putting my lips on hers for years. Being the first one

ever to do so makes me excited in ways I can’t explain.

“Oh, uhm…” Bly trailed off awkwardly.

“You don’t wanna kiss me?” I blurted, a little confused. I know that Bly likes us all. She might not really

understand it, but I know she’d take a risk. All she needed was a little push, but now she’s saying no?

“N-no! That’s not what I meant!” She rushed out before slapping a hand over her face and wincing. “That

sounded so desperate.”

I moved her hand away and cupped the side of her face.

“I like you desperate for me,” I told her, my voice getting husky.

“Uhm, o-okay,” she stuttered. “B-but you won’t be my first kiss…”

Talk about a bucket of cold water being thrown on me.

“Excuse me?” I practically spat. “Who fu.cking put their lips on you?”

I wanted a name. I knew no guy at school would dare. Any four of us would kill him. She was always with

us, so who?

“U-uhm… Ozias k-kissed me the d-day he left.” She told me. “H-he said he wanted to steal something from

me and k-kissed me.”

Wait… Ozias? Ha! Of fu.cking course he did!

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I chuckled and ran a hand through my hair.

“Did he use tongue?” I asked.

“A little,” she mumbled.

“Did you like it?” I asked. “Be honest.”

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