Razing Grace: Razing Grace Part 1 (20 page)

I squeal in excitement and bolt up the stairs to my room, quickly throwing on a tight summer strappy dress and ballet slippers. I quickly run a brush through my hair and apply a light amount of makeup before walking out my door and back towards the stairs.

Just as I’m approaching Cassia’s room, I see the door cracked open, and being the nosy person I am, I peek through. Really, Millie? Not your finest moment. Raze is on his back with Cassia straddling him. His arms are stretched out wide, not touching her, but his lips are on hers, owning her the way he had done with me so many times. She grinds over his dick and moans, wrapping her arms around his neck as he starts to pull her shirt off.

I watch, my eyes dead and my mind blank, but my skin crawling with jealousy. Is it because I want to be the one on top of him? Not because I actually feel something for him? Probably.

Stepping backwards, I crash into a wall of muscle. Squealing out in surprise, a hand wraps around my mouth, silencing my almost outburst. Twisting me around to face him, Miles silently slams me up against the wall opposite Cassia’s door, meaning that I still have a clear view of what is going on over Miles’ shoulder.

My pounding heart simmers down as I whack him on the arm and attempt to pull his hand off my mouth, but his eyes narrow on me.

“See that?” he whispers into my ear, running the tip of his nose over my earlobe. That feels good. Crap. “That will happen for as long as you know Raze. It’s why he and you will never work, despite the fact that the way I’ve seen him with you, I’ve never seen him like that with anyone else.”

I turn my head towards Miles. His hand unlatches from my mouth as both of them come down to the back of my thighs and he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around the back of his neck. I peek over Miles’ shoulder. Raze is running his tongue down Cassia’s body, his muscles flexing with each movement as he sucks one of her nipples into his mouth and she groans, tipping her head back. His shirt is gone now, his glorious body on full display. I feel heat spike through me, my thighs clenching together to stop the feeling that slowly begins to seep into me. Oh, this is next level fucked-up, miss Millie.

Miles buries his head deep into the crook of my neck. “Fuck, Millie, this is turning you on, isn’t it?”

I swallow, my eyes closing briefly before snapping open, fire burning through me then shooting out of my fingertips.

“Yes.” Miles pauses and leans back, looking between my eyes and then dropping them down to my lips.

“Kiss me,” I whisper. His Adam’s apple bobs from his swallowing. “Fucking kiss me, Miles.”

Miles sucks in a breath and then slowly brings his face to mine.

“You so much as plant your lips on her, Miles, I’ll gut you right here and right now.”

My eyes snap over Miles’ shoulder to see Raze still on the bed with Cassia on top of him as she slowly slides down his body and disappears under the covers. Raze’s eyes remain unaffected, fixed on me.

Is he fucking serious right now?

I clench my jaw and look at him dead in his eyes. “What’s wrong, baby? Does Miles need a mask before he’s allowed to touch me?”

Miles remains still and I slowly run my fingers over the back of his neck, keeping my eyes on Raze and ignoring the blanket which is bobbing up and down over his crotch. Drawing out my tongue, I keep my eyes on Raze and run it up Miles’ neck towards his ear, and then biting down on it roughly.

“Fuck me, Miles,” I moan into his ear, but my eyes stay on Raze.

Miles groans, his bulge pressing against my opening. I smirk at Raze who looks absolutely lethal, seething.

“New rules, Raze.” I slowly grind against Miles’ thick length. “If you’re allowed to play with other girls, then I’m allowed Miles. Only Miles, though. I’m not interested in any of your other men.”

“Holy fuck, I need to fuck the kink out of you,” Miles whispers hoarsely into my ear. The vision of him doing that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my heart pounding against my chest.

Just as my eyes shut, the grip Miles has around me is gone and my ass is throbbing from hitting the ground. A loud smash sounds out around a dark chuckle. I open my eyes to the sight of Miles pushing himself out of a hole in the wall.

“Fuck, bro. Calm down!” Miles raises his eyes to mine with a devilish smirk. “I only wanted a taste.”

Raze’s hand flies up to Miles throat as he lifts his body up effortlessly. I panic and shoot off the ground towards Miles. “Raze!” I hit his hard hand that’s laced with angry veins under all his ink. His strong angular jaw is set in stone and his eyes are once again lethal. “Raze, let him down! He can’t breathe, you hypocrite!” I look towards Miles to see his face turning purple. “Raze!!” I scream again and he blinks, tossing Miles’ body to the side like he weighs nothing. “You’re a fucking idiot!” I blurt out, raking my fingers through my hair and out of my face. The sheet Raze was lying on is wrapped around his waist, a waist carved from God but worshiped by Satan. “You!” I whisper as his anger simmers, his eyes dropping to me. “Screw you, Raze. If you want them? That’s fine, have your precious little girlfriends, but don’t tell me I can’t sleep with someone I’m attracted to.”

Raze swallows, his eyes raking over me, undressing me with a simple stare and making me feel dirty. “You want him?” Raze asks, a smile on his mouth.

He steps back and leans against the wall opposite me, just as Cassia walks out of the room with nothing on, full naked. Not surprised.

“Show me, pet. Show me how much you want him.”

“What?” I whisper, confusion setting in. Miles looks up at me from the floor, wiping the blood off his lip with a smirk.

“You heard me,” Raze continues. “Show me just how attracted you are to him. Show me how he can burn through your very existence without so much as running his fingers over your skin.”

My eyes narrow. Miles pushes off the floor and walks back to me. He grips around the back of my thighs and pushes me against the wall again. “Go with it, Millie. He’s playing a game.”

“What game?” I grind out silently into his ear.

“A game that we have no choice but to play, so go with it. Do you trust me?”

I nod my head, my eyes searching his. “Yes, of course.”

“Good, because your trust is about to be tested.”

His mouth slams onto mine and I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into me. Miles’ kisses are different than Raze’s; they’re softer, yet I can feel his slight hesitation, so I open my legs wider and grind against him. Miles groans into my mouth and I pull back, tilting my head to give him more access. When my eyes open onto Raze, Cassia is on her knees, taking him into her mouth. But his eyes are piercing into me, and only me. Heat, sex, and dominance streams out of him. I run my eyes slowly down his body, eating up every inch. Deep down, I want to push Miles off me and wrap myself around Raze, but I’m too stubborn for that; that will show Raze that he was right, that I don’t really want Miles.

Not happening, not today.

When Miles’ hand finds the rim of my panties, my mouth opens and a gasp escapes my lips as my eyes look back into Raze’s. His hand fists around Cassia’s hair as he pulls her to her feet, spins her around, and pushes her face down to the ground. Cassia grabs onto her ankles, her ass in the air as Raze slowly pushes inside her. Cassia screams out, her head flying back as Raze slowly but roughly pounds into her all while his penetrating gaze stays on me.

The hunger we have for each other is palpable. My jealousy is zooming through me at one-thousand-miles-per-hour speeds, but that jealousy is fueled by lust and excitement. Miles tears my panties down and tucks them into his back pocket before he plays with his front zipper. Once his cock is free, his finger dances over my clit in slow circles. His mouth finds mine again, cutting off my vision of Raze. I open, relaxing into him and trusting him like I said I would. I feel him roll something over his dick and then the tip of it presses onto my opening. My grip around him tenses and when he slams into me, I scream out in pleasure, my head slamming against the wall.

“Holy fuck,” Miles grunts, his grip around my thighs tightening. “This is the best pussy I’ve had around my dick. Goddamn.” He smirks at me while running his tongue over his bottom lip and studies my eyes. “Trust me, baby,” he whispers, his cock thrusting into me and grazing against my walls.

I contract, the build slowly climbing inside of me. Miles wasn’t as big as Raze—not that that’s a very fair observation to make. But he still knows how to use what he’s got. He knows exactly which angle to hit inside of me.

My breathing comes in heavy gasps. Miles dives into my neck, his tongue running over my collar bone while he sucks little bits of my neck into his mouth. My eyes find Raze again, his jaw clenches.

“Get out of her, Miles. Finish her with your tongue.”

Miles chuckles into my neck. “Relax. He trusts me, just go with it.”

He pulls out of me, the cool air whipping up my skirt. Miles drops to his knees and rolls my dress up with his hand, pushing it over my waist. He looks up at me from beneath his eyelashes and flashes me a grin that only makes me chuckle.

“Miles! I—” His mouth latches onto my clit and instantly all thoughts are gone. My mouth opens, my eyes close, and my hands find his hair. I circle my hips into him and open my eyes onto Raze. He pounds faster into Cassia, his eyes burning mine.

My eyebrows cross briefly. I run the bottom of my tongue out and drag it across my bottom lip, his eyes following the motion. My mind is fighting a battle between lust and envy. Lust is winning out, but then there’s a part inside of me that wants to feel sorry for myself and be angry at Raze.

My thighs clench as Miles continues his pleasurable torture on my clit. I press myself against his mouth again, feeling as though I’m right on the edge but not enough to push me over.

My mouth snaps closed as realization sinks in. Raze did this on purpose, and he was right: I do need more.

My eyes glaze over and it’s then that I see Raze with a cocky smirk on his smug face. He pushes Cassia off his dick faster than I can blink and she flies across the room with a thud as her body hits the wall. “Fuck off, Cassia. You’re done here.”

Raze walks towards me—no, saunters towards me. He presses against the side of me as Miles continues his assault. My body prickles at the mere proximity of Raze, and I realize all the man has to really do is touch me and I could come undone.

His lips move to mine, his hand running across my nipple. He pinches it roughly. “See,” he mutters into my mouth, taking ownership as Miles continues to lick circles around my nub. “You need more. You need me,” he says, biting down on my lower lip and sucking it into his mouth.

My orgasm comes tumbling down inside of me and I whimper, my body dropping and going slack.

Raze picks me up in his arms as Miles stands up. Both men stare at me.

“Get that away from me, Raze,” I tell him. “You’re not coming into this right after being in her.”

He brushes my hair out of my face. “Is this what you wanted?”

“I don’t know what I want anymore, Raze.” I drop my arms, suddenly annoyed at what just happened.

Miles chuckles. “Yeah, my job is done here.” He buckles up his pants and turns in his step. Raze’s hand flies out to Miles’ collar, pulling him back and digging into Miles’ back pocket to get out my undies before shoving them into his own pocket and letting Miles walk away. The irony of that action wasn’t lost on me; I may as well be my undies, passed around like a piece of nothing the whole time I’ve been with Raze. This time was different, though. This time I was with Miles, and I trusted him; I didn’t trust anyone in the dungeon.

“Bullshit,” Raze bursts. “You know exactly what you want, pet.” He stretches his arms wide. “Take whatever the fuck it is you want and stop fucking around.”

“What, you?” I ask. “Not while you still have Cassia’s pussy juices on your dick.” I spin around to follow Miles when Raze’s hand catches mine and he pulls me back against his chest.

His hand sprawls out over my stomach. “What? You don’t want me to touch her again? Fine. Deal. But you are never to even so much as lay a sexy eye on Miles, Millie.”

“Until we’re done here?” I answer. “Fine by me. Now let me go. I need chicken nuggets.”

RAZE

I had waited until Millie went back downstairs before I walked towards my room and up into the shower. That wasn’t the plan. Cassia had worked her bullshit again, playing the only card she had against me. She expected Millie to get jealous and hurt and probably have Millie thinking that Cassia has won, but she wasn’t expecting Millie to flip the script on her the way she did.