Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 62

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Chapter 62: Breaking Psy.cho

Chayton/Psycho’s P.O.V.

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“Now, let go of my hands so I can get started.”

Sh.it, I was still clutching her hands. I had gripped both of her small hands in one of mine when I held her face. I wanted her to stop. No, wait, that’s not true. Not at all. I wanted her to keep going, but I wasn’t sure this was a good idea.

For any of us.

Mostly because this will change everything. Sure, it’s just some head, but it’s going to change everything for me. I’ve already been struggling to stay away from her. I’m holding onto my sanity by a fu.cking thread. Having those juicy lips wrapped around my co.ck is going to be my breaking point. But it’s Blythe that I’m more worried about.

What if Bly hates herself after? What if she cries? What if she wakes up tomorrow and regrets everything?

“Don’t let me…”

Her words from earlier echoed in my head. I have no idea how to do that. If she regrets it, then that’s that. How am I supposed to change that?

“You all tossed me aside right after without a care about how I felt.”

Did we? Did I?

I know that CG didn’t. Granted, I interrupted them. I have no idea what Havoc did to her after their little encounter back in the day, but the fact that he won’t tell us means it ain’t good, Dragon left right after kissing her. Karma never got his chance with her until recently.

And how did I treat her?

I told her it was a mistake and pretended like it never happened. I remember the hopeful way she looked at me the next morning. Like I was going to lay some claim to her right there in the middle of the kitchen while we all had breakfast together. Like I was going to change and suddenly start acting like a love–sick fool.

And I remember how disappointed she looked when I ignored her and pretended like nothing.

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had happened. I remember how she pushed her food around on her plate while Havoc and I talked about going to the beach with a few hot girls from school that always hung around us. I remember the way her tearful voice sounded when she told us to go without her because

she wasn’t feeling well.

I was a real fu.cking a.sshole.

Back then, I was a kid. I was scared. I had a huge crush on the same girl that all my closest friends liked. She was one of my best friends. I didn’t want to ruin what we had, and I didn’t

want to ruin my friendships with my brothers. I treated her that way without thinking.

Now that I’m older though… I can’t imagine how used she felt back then. I wanted to push her away, but I never thought I’d be paying for it like this all these years later. I never thought that

it would hurt her so much.

What happened in the fitting room wasn’t much better either. Bly egged me on, but I could have had some kind of control. Then we shared such a special moment that left me feeling

like I didn’t even know myself. All for me to ignore her again.

“Psy.cho,” Bly complained when all I could do was stare at her.

“Chayton,” I said, my voice coming out raspy.

Fu.ck, now I’ve done it. It’s too late to go back now. She broke me. CG’s going to be thrilled.

“What?” Bly asked, confused and with that foggy look in her electric eyes.

“When we’re alone, it’s Chayton to you,” I stated, my voice sounding more confident. “As a matter of fact, you can call all of us by our names when it’s just us.”

“I’m not doing that-”

“Yes you are,” I cut her off. Bly frowned at me, but I smiled sweetly at her as I smoothed her pretty hair back. “You want this… then you play by my rules,” I told her. “I won’t hurt you. You don’t like anything, you just tell me and we’ll stop. But if you want to keep going… you listen

to me.”

“This is about me having control,” she growled, making me chuckle.

“Oh baby, you’re about to have my co.ck down your throat,” I said. “You will be in control, but I want to hear my name off your lips again, and I know the guys do too. That’s why you refuse

to use anything other than our road names.”

Blythe huffed.

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“How about… only when I really want to?” she asked.

I almost laughed at that.

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“Fine,” I said. Whatever I can get from her for now. I’ll break her down eventually. Just like

she’s done with me. “Then you have to right now. Say it. Chayton and Tae.”

“Okay,” she replied. “Chayton.” A tingle ran down my spine and my co.ck throbbed. I’ve been hard since she fell to her knees for me, but now… fu.ck, now I’m painfully hard. “And Tae,” Bly

added, looking at CG who looked ready to rip all her clothes off and ravish the fu.ck out of

her.

“One more thing before I let go of your hands, and you go buck–wild,” I said in a teasing tone,

looking into those electric eyes.

“Yes, Chayton?” She asked, sending another shiver down my spine. Hearing my name has

never sounded so fu.cking good.

“You do this… and things between us are going to change,” I told her.

“Change?” she asked.

I nodded, smiling sinisterly at her.

“If you’re going to start pushing me like the guys do… along with telling me not to make you regret it while throwing yourself at me… I…” I trailed off, wondering how to word this. “I ain’t staying away anymore, Shorty. You su.ck me off tonight, and I’m claiming you.”

“C–c–claiming me?!” She asked, horrified.

I nodded, clicking my tongue.

“I been tryna stay away from you for years, Sweet Stuff,” I said, dragging my eyes down her body. “If I can’t push you away afterward… then I’m latching on, baby.”

“Fu.cking finally,” CG muttered in the background.

“Your choice, Short Cake,” I told her as I let go of her hands.

“Are you going to act like CG and Karma?” She asked me.

“Oh baby,” I said, chuckling as I dragged my knuckles down her cheek. “I’m afraid I might be worse. You know I always do what I want. They’ve been calling me Psy.cho since we were

kids.”

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“Well, I, uh…” she trailed off, gripping my jeans.

“You think you can’t handle it?” I challenged with a raised brow.

That did it.

“I can handle you just fine, Chayton!” She practically spat on me.

“Mmmm,” I groaned happily. “Then prove it.”

Am I teasing her into this? Yes.

Do I care? No.

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Bly is damaged right now. I already planned to help her. I just… wanted to keep a distance. After everything we’ve been finding out, after her teasing me all night, after this… Fu.ck it. CG was right. Everyone was right. I want her. I want her so badly. I don’t just want the head she’s offering either, or just her body. I want all of her. I want her the way we used to have her.

Smiling and trusting.

My little short cake glared at me, huffed, and then ripped my jeans down to my ankles. I chuckled at her eagerness as my co.ck bounced free, literally slapping her in the face. When Bly took in my member and her eyes widened, I full–on laughed. I couldn’t help it.

“You knew I had a big di.ck, baby,” I said. “Don’t be shy now.”

“This… isn’t normal,” she muttered, still staring at my di.ck, causing him to twitch at the

attention.

“I’m above average, thanks for noticing Sweet Stuff,” I replied. “Now, do what you so confidently thought you could do.”

Her angry, electric eyes snapped up to glare at me.

“You think I can’t?” she asked.

“Oh, not many chicks can take my whole co.ck, baby,” I told her, fisting myself. “It’s okay

though. I know you can make me feel good.”

A determined look settled in those electric eyes. I smirked as she looked back at my co.ck. She swatted my hand away and grabbed onto me. A shudder ran through my body at the

contact.

Whoa. Just a touch from her and I feel on fu.cking fire.

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Much to my surprise, Bly didn’t waste any time. Her little tongue darted out, licking the underside of my shaft. I shivered and placed one hand on the top of her head. I moved her hair, holding it out of her face. She wrapped those juicy, natural red lips around my tip and my entire body deflated. She took a little more of me in, working herself until she got half of my length. I was fu.cking mesmerized.

“That’s right baby, just like that,” I cooed. “Feels fu.cking great, Short Cake.” And I meant that. This is already the best head I’ve ever gotten. “Don’t push yourself.”

I was desperately trying not to move my hips, or move Bly’s head. I wanted her to feel in control. I wanted her to know she has all the power. And it was fu.cking killing me.

Slowly, Bly’s eyes wandered up my body until she was locked into my gaze. I was frozen,

staring at her on her knees for me with those fu.cking amazing lips wrapped around my

co.ck. It looks like something out of my fu.cking fantasies. She looks fu.cking incredible.

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