Shattered pieces emerald.., p.34
Shattered Pieces (Emerald Lake Prep #3), page 34
“I’m not getting my baby back any time soon, am I?” Emmy asks Harlow.
“Nope.” Harlow says, popping the p. “I think at this point even I might have to stab the fucker for some time with her.” Harlow leans over closer to Emmy and covers the side of her mouth. “But between me and you, he would enjoy that way too much.” Emmy’s eyes widen slightly as she processes what Harlow means by that. Harlow just gives her a wink.
“Why did he come with us? You know you can’t bring him anywhere.” A red haired woman says, walking toward Harlow.
“Because you know he would never leave my side for that long.” Harlow rolls her eyes. She pulls the woman to her, then places her hand on her cheek lightly before giving her a soft, but heated, kiss. The woman blushes and bites her lip, looking at Harlow like she's her whole world.
“Emmy, I’d like you to officially meet Evie, my girlfriend.” Harlow beams.
“It’s nice to finally meet you.” Emmy says, giving Evie a bright smile.
“Same here. This one can't shut up about you.” Evie laughs.
“You know you love finding ways to put my mouth to better use when I get chatty.” Harlow gives her a sexy grin, making Evie blush again.
“Is it safe?” Ethan asks, coming up next to me.
“Yeah, because I wanna meet this girlfriend too!” Charlie says, pushing her way into the little circle that has formed around us. “Hi, I’m Charlie, the little sister's girlfriend.” Charlie greets Evie. They shake hands. Emmy introduces Felicity to Harlow and Evie next. The five of them get lost in conversation and take off to sit in a booth next to Neo, who is taking selfies with Melody. Am I in the twilight zone or some shit?
Ethan tells me he's gotta go home, and to tell Emmy he will call her tomorrow. I'm glad he's living closer. Emmy needs some friends who live close by.
“Wow, what happened here?” Talon asks, coming into the clubhouse and stopping next to John who is still on the ground bleeding. Neo shouts for someone to get rid of John, because his crying is annoying him. My dad takes that as the okay to get John help. Talon notices Neo and Harlow and starts to laugh. “Ah, that makes so much more sense now. At least this time it's not me."
“So, what were you two doing that would make you late to the party?” I ask with a smirk, taking in their messy hair, and Ben’s flushed cheeks.
“He... uhhh... was helping me with something.” Ben says awkwardly. I don't get why he still has shy moments around me when it comes to sex. I mean the guy fucked our girl while she sucked Talon off with nothing but a paper thin sheet separating us. I think we're past that shit.
“If you mean helping you get rid of your massive boner by sucking it dry, then yes, I helped you.” Talon grins at Ben. Ben groans, swiping a hand down his face.
“Where’s Oliver? Is he not back from his appointment yet?” Ben asks. Oliver has been seeing someone about his nightmares, and they have been improving a lot. With how relaxed our lives have been for the past few weeks, I think he's been allowing himself to worry a little less about Emmy so he can get the help he needs. But he still wakes up every few nights. Thankfully, he’s not screaming bloody murder anymore, but I have found him working out in the basement a few times, unable to go back to sleep.
He’s opened up a lot to me, and I feel bad for him. I worry for Emmy too, we all do. We want to keep her safe and protected. Oliver has been through the most if you include his own trauma mixed with hers. Most of the time I think he's just waiting for the other shoe to drop. And, to be honest, sometimes I am too. With so many looming threats, it's hard to really relax and live.
“He should be back any time now.” I say, heading over to the bar for a drink. “Tammy, can you get someone to clean this up please? I don't want it to stain the wood, and it's a safety hazard. Someone could slip and fall.” Tammy, the bartender, heads off to find someone. I hop behind the bar and make the guys some drinks.
We talk for a bit until Oliver gets here. When he arrives, we fill him in on what happened between Neo and John.
“So where's Neo now?” Oliver asks, looking around. I look over at the booth he was in, but he's not there anymore. The girls are still in the same spot, and Harlow has Melody now. Knowing Neo must be nearby, I search harder. Then I find him. The crazy fucker is in the back corner, sitting in the dark of a shadow, glaring at Harlow, pouting like someone stole his favorite toy.
“You know, we win the 'Most Fucked-Up In-laws' award.” Oliver sighs, shaking his head before downing a shot. “And what is up with the life-sized llama?”
“Alpaca!” Harlow and Neo yell out in unison. How the fuck did they hear that? You know what, I don't even wanna know.
Chapter 30
Charlie
“This place looks amazing and I’ve only seen the outside so far.” I say, looking around in awe. People are lined up around the building and across the street. I can feel the bass music seeping from within the building and vibrating through my feet. The building is black brick with no windows, at least not on this side, along with a bright blood red door.
“At least we don't have to wait in that.” Emmy laughs, pointing at the poor fools who probably won't even see the inside of the club tonight. Harlow made a really smart choice by having the opening night be on a Friday. I’m just lucky that it also happens to be Emmy’s birthday.
“Where is Harlow anyways?” I ask.
“She’s in there somewhere. Neo and Evie came with her to make sure everything was set for tonight. She told me we could just go in.” She shrugs.
“Come on, then. Let's get in there and find them. Can't keep the birthday girl waiting.” Tyson says, pulling Emmy to his side and giving her a kiss on the top of her head as he leads us towards the VIP line.
“VIP pass?” The guy asks, looking us up and down with a judgy stare. What the fuck is his problem?
“That's okay, we don't need one. We know the owner.” Emmy says with a friendly smile.
The guy huffs out a laugh. “Yeah? So did the last 20 people I just turned away without a pass. You're not getting in here without a VIP pass.”
“We don't need one. We know the fucking owner.” Tyson growls.
“Look buddy, I know that line of people looks intimidating, but that's life. You really should have gotten here a few hours ago if you wanted a chance to get inside.” This dude has a lot of nerve to talk to Tyson like that.
Normally he’s in his Phantom Reaper's cut, and people take one look at him and do what he asks, but seeing how it's his girlfriend's birthday, he wanted to dress up a little. I mean, he's wearing black jeans and a black shirt, but at least they are clean.
The bouncer guy doesn't have much of a size difference from Tyson. He’s a little shorter than Tyson, but has more stock to him.
“And I said, we know the damn owner. Now let us the fuck in before we are forced to bring her out here. And I don't think Queenie would like that.” Tyson snaps.
“Look, Queenie is my sister. I’ve texted her that I’m here, and she said to come in. See?” Emmy holds up the phone to show the guy the texts. The asshole doesn't even look at them.
“You're pissing me off now. You don't have a pass, so get lost.” The guy says in a frustrated tone while grinding his teeth together.
Then out of the shadows, like a fucking ninja, Harlow appears behind bouncer dude. None of us say anything. I know the reason I’m keeping my mouth shut is because I very much want to see what she does to him for being a douche canoe, and I’m pretty sure that goes for our whole group.
“Now, is that anyway to talk to my baby sister?” Harlow asks, stepping up to the guy's side, trailing her dagger down the side of the guy's neck. The bouncer freezes, as his body starts to shake in fear. “Didn't your mommy teach you how to use your manners?”
“S-sorry. I didn't know she was your sister.” The guy stammers, terror coating every word.
“Well that's funny.” Harlow giggles. And it's not a cute girly giggle. No, I feel like we are in a horror movie. Thank God she's on our side, because fuck. “I’m pretty sure I just heard her tell you. She even showed you the text messages. Are you calling me a liar?”
“N-o ma’am. I mean Queenie. Never.” I'm trying not to laugh because the guy is sweating like a pig and sounds like he's about to cry. Looks really can be deceiving in his case. A shadow catches my attention. Without a sound, Neo creeps up behind the guy, towering over him. He looks over at us and puts his finger to his lips for us to be quiet, giving us a sinister grin as well.
“Good, because I would hate to have to kill you on my sister's birthday. Today is about happy thoughts and fun times. But him, on the other hand, he might be willing to play.” Harlow looks behind the guy pointing her dagger up at Neo. The bouncer slowly turns around, and when he looks up, he lets out a high pitched scream. You know, like one of those dumb chicks from those cheesy horror movies, who always ends up dying first. Except I can't blame this guy, both Harlow and Neo are scary motherfuckers. The guy drops to the ground and instantly folds into the fetal possession. Then the smell of fresh urine hits my nose, making me scrunch it up in disgust.
“Fucking gold.” Talon howls with laughter. “He screamed like a little bitch!”
“So did you the first time you met Queenie.” Tyson taunts with a smile on his face.
“Yeah, okay, but I didn't piss myself.” He puffs out his chest, proud of that fact.
“My Queen, I think we broke the guy, and we didn't even have to touch him.” Neo gives her an excited grin.
“Nice!” She says, and they high five each other. Okay, they might be terrifying but these two are some of my favorite people. Never a dull moment. “Okay. You deal with that, and get someone to take his place. My sister and I have a night of dancing and drinking to attend to.”
“Yes, My Queen.” Neo growls, but not out of anger. No, the guy looks like he's about to rip her clothes off.
“I bet you spit-up cleaning duty for a week that they fuck on the dance floor tonight.” Oliver says, coming up next to me.
“No fair! You damn well know that's gonna happen.” I glare at him.
“I know, why do you think I made the bet?” Oliver chuckles, following after Emmy, who is being dragged by her sister towards the entrance, and away from the horny serial killer.
When we get in, the bass crashes into me like a wave, causing my heart to feel like it's rattling in my chest as my whole body hums. I love it.
The place is so packed I can barely see anything but bodies, but as we follow Harlow, it's as if she's fucking Moses or some shit; the whole crowd parting for her like the Red Sea.
“Order whatever you want.” Harlow yells over the music, then turns to the bartender. “This group here drinks free all night. Understood?”
“Of course, Queenie.” The woman says. “What will it be?” She asks, turning to us.
Once we all order our drinks, Harlow leads us to the VIP section. Black leather couches make a semi circle with a table in the middle.
“You guys can chill over here if you want, we're gonna go dance.” Harlow says, then grabs Emmy’s and Evie’s hands as she starts to drag them to the dance floor. Emmy looks back to see if Felicity and I are following, but Felicity is sitting on the couch, nursing her drink. I wave her off, and mouth ‘Have fun’. I'll join her afterwards, so she can spend some time with her sister before she has to leave in a few days.
“You don't want to dance?” I ask Felicity, sitting down next to her on the couch.
“I do, but I think I need a few drinks in me before I can be around Emmy’s sister without thinking that if I say or do one small thing wrong, she's gonna stab me or something.” Felicity laughs, then panic takes over her face as she looks around, making sure none of Queenie’s people overheard her.
I laugh. “You're good. You're pretty much automatically on her good side by being Emmy’s best friend. I think it would take a lot before she would go all crazy killer on your ass.”
“Still. She's terrifying. But she's also fascinating at the same time. I'm so confused.” She takes a sip of her drink, trying to calm her nerves.
Looking over at the guys, I find the two horny lovers, Ben and Talon, already tonguing each other as they have a hardcore make out session on the couch. Tyson and Oliver, on the other hand, are on high alert. I have a feeling they won't be having much fun tonight, but I don't think they care. They are here to keep an eye on Emmy and to keep her safe. They aren't much of the club type anyways.
“You good?” I ask Felicity after we both have another drink in our hands.
“Yeah. I think I am.” I help her up, and we let the guys know where we are going, and join Emmy.
She's dancing on stage with Harlow with the biggest smile on her face. But Evie isn't with them. I find her sitting on a couch off to the side, watching Harlow with such a loving expression that I can't help but smile myself.
Evie is a bubbly, flirty person but all it takes is one heated look from Harlow and she turns into this submissive blushing virgin. It’s adorable. I can tell that the love they have for each other is a lot like mine and Emmy’s. It’s soul consuming, heart stopping, mind-blowing love. The kind of love that you would kill for, you would die for. The kind that you would suffer through any amount of pain if it means seeing the person you love smile, even just once.
Felicity and I join them up on the stage, and Harlow grins wide, grabbing Felicity's arm and spinning her around. Felicity lets out a laugh, and she and Harlow start to dance.
But not like how I plan to with Emmy. I can tell she’s had a few drinks, but she's not drunk. Tipsy maybe. “Hi, Love Bug.” She purrs, pulling me close so that our chests are pressed together. “Dance with me.”
“Anything for you, my Queen. You're the birthday girl after all.”
“Then kiss me. The birthday girl demands it.”
And I do. With everything I have, I kiss my girl so hard and so good that she moans, melting into me. We dance for a while, just enjoying each other’s closeness. When I look around to see how Felicity is doing, I see she's not here anymore, but over on the couch talking to Evie. Now Harlow and Neo are dancing together. Or are they... oh god. Yup, they are definitely fucking.
Looking away quickly, I laugh and Emmy gives me a funny look, then sees what I was looking at. The horror on her face only makes me laugh harder.
The song changes, and Bang by AJR filters through the speakers.
“Fuck yeah!” Harlow crows, detaching herself from Neo like he didn't just have his dick inside her. Neo has a massive grin on his face as he watches Harlow with fascination and awe. She starts dancing around the stage, and holy shit, she's amazing!
Neo comes and stands next to us. “You should see her dance to this song when she has guns and people to play with.” Neo grins, turning his attention back to his queen.
Something tells me I really don't want to see that and if I did, it would be something that would haunt my dreams.
Emmy
AFTER A WHILE, MY SISTER ends up somewhere with Evie. Knowing her, she's probably in the back office doing things little sisters shouldn't know the details of.
Neo is around here as well, but he’s most likely keeping things running smoothly. He’s already had to kick a group of people out. At first they looked like they were wanting to argue but they changed their tune rather quickly.
Charlie, Felicity, and I continued dancing for a while, but the girls were drinking more than me, so Steel, bless his heart, sent a car to pick them up and take them home. I was ready and willing to go back with them, but the guys said the girls would be fine, and it was their turn with me.
They are right, I did spend most of the night with the girls. Tyson and Oliver are still watching the place like hawks.
Now, I'm in the middle of the dance floor with two of my sexy-as-sin men grinding up on me. My panties are soaked and I'm panting like a bitch in heat, sweating like crazy while two massive cocks grind into me, making me lose my fucking mind.
I haven't been this horny in a very long time. It’s my birthday, and this birthday girl wants three of my men, all at once.
We all move our bodies against each other to the beat of the music. Ben and Talon are kissing my neck, getting me all worked up, and every once in a while, they will move away from my neck to make out with each other before going back to tasting the fuck out of me.
“That’s it. I can't take it anymore.” I pant.
“What's wrong, My Lady?” Talon murmurs against my neck.
“I need you. Like now. As in your cocks inside me. I wanna go home.”
Talon looks at Ben over my head. They have a silent conversation before nodding and grabbing my hand to lead me off the dance floor and over to Tyson and Oliver.
“Are you guys good to go?” Talon asks.
“Yeah, we're ready to go whenever you guys wanna leave. Everything okay?” Tyson asks, looking at my flushed body and red face.
Oliver gives me a once over before a knowing smirk takes over his face. “Yeah, brother, she's fine. These two got her worked up. Now it's time to take her home so we can take care of her properly.”
“Right.” Tyson nods. “You guys can have her room tonight, but try not to keep me up all night with your screaming orgasms.”
“No promises.” Talon chuckles before leading me towards the exit.
The car windows are rolled down the whole ride home. Between my overheated body from the club and the warm summer air, the cool breeze coming in from the windows feels amazing against my skin. Talon, Ben, and I had a few drinks, but nothing like the others. I wasn't drunk, although I was tipsy enough to make me easily turned on. But let's be honest, with my lovers, it doesn't take all that much.
When we get home, the guys pull me out of the car and lead me right to the bedroom. However, when we get up there, Felicity and Charlie are passed out on my bed.
