Beats by Kendall Grey

shakes his dick at me threateningly.
    “I’ll suck whoever’s… cock I want.” Just saying that word makes me cringe. Especially with Rax holding me at gunpoint with his.
    “As long as it belongs to Rax, you sure will.” Rax crawls over and tears the duvet off me.
    I sit up straight and meet him eye to eye, close enough to kiss. “Forget it.” My upper lip curls. I’m sick of him bossing everyone around. Screw that.
    We engage in a hardcore staring contest for the longest fifteen seconds of my life. I’m about to concede defeat when he turns his head to the side. “If you won’t suck it, Toombs will.”
    I swallow. No. Please don’t humiliate Toombs like that. Please.
    Toombs’s gaze falls on the cock Rax strokes. The tattooed tail might as well belong to a rattler. Rax is as mean as one. Toombs slinks closer to the bed. I can’t let him do it. Not in front of me. When they’re alone doing their thing, that’s their business. Here…I just don’t think I can handle seeing them together that way.
    I wrestle the snake out of Rax’s grip, shove it halfway down my gullet, and stare at Toombs while I endeavor to suffocate the bastard.
    His expression falters. He didn’t think I’d do it.
    His thick shoulders bunch, tattoos ripple.
    Rax clamps a hand to the back of my head and guides me up and down by the hair. Again, that rhythm I don’t like. I keep my eyes on Toombs. He licks his lips. Inches forward, then stops.
    I suck. Toombs turns away. Paces, rubbing his short hair furiously, desperately, angrily. Looks back at me.
    Rax is apparently oblivious. “You like that big cock, don’t you, Jinxie? You like me choking you. Little whore.”
    I clamp down and scrape his length with my teeth good and hard as I pull his dick out of my mouth. He jerks.
    Rax sits up ramrod straight. The jerk throws me off.
    A millisecond of shock prevents me from doing anything but falling over. A fuming Toombs flanks me, and the red in my vision prompts me to react.
    I jump on top of Rax, rear back, and punch him right in the face.
    “You will not pull that shit with me. I’m not your whore, motherfucker, and I sure as shit am not your slave.” My chest heaves. I’m quaking with rage.
    Toombs is clearly agitated too. Fists balled at his sides, he growls, baring his teeth at Rax.
    Suddenly, Rax is staring me in the eye, nose barely touching mine.
    “I underestimated you, Jinx.” The snake smiles despite the shiner already threatening to plump his cheek. He presses his fingers to it and winces.
    I flex my sore digits and shake them out. Throwing that punch hurt like a bitch, but it was totally worth it.
    Lightning and thunder strike. Outside, the raging wind and pelting rain fuel me. I’m a lightning rod, eager to prove I can take not only a zapping but an entire storm.
    Anger boils on my tongue until steam-powered words, desperate for release, fly from my mouth. “Yes. You did underestimate me.”
    From the corner of my eye, tattooed flesh catches my attention, and a heavy arm protectively crosses my chest. Toombs’s other hand clamps Rax’s Adam’s apple. Rax cocks his head and narrows his harsh gaze on Toombs.
    Apparently, Rax underestimated Toombs too. Didn’t see that coming, but I’m glad of it.
    Tensions soar, threatening to bring down the roof, bad weather be damned. The three of us are deadlocked.
    “Suck my cock, Toombs.” Rax’s voice is low, even, intimidating like a father who’s had enough of his petulant child. His deadly calm frightens me.
    The entire dynamic between us shifts unexpectedly as Toombs lowers his hands, letting go of both of us.
    Damn it.
    I want to stop him, to beg him not to submit to Rax’s whims, but Toombs has to make his own decisions. I only control Jinx.
    The shapes of Toombs’s eyes morph from the harsh, immoveable lines of an angry predator to the soft curves of newborn prey. His thick black lashes sweep downward. He’s been put back in his place. Disappointment suffuses