Hallows: Pretty Snakes & Devils

We Talked About That

Get Scared- Problematic

B.B.

They're all upset but Carson is unreasonably angry about this. Maybe unreasonably isn't the right word because I did violate our contract. He's on the phone telling Lucien and Delilah what I did. I can hear him shouting in his room.

Lucien probably thinks it's funny because I can hear Carson tell him to stop laughing and that he will not be calming down. I don't see why he's so f*****g angry and I can't take it out. It's latched on to his tattoo. The only way to remove it is with the serum but I'm not going to tell him that because not only will it remove the tracker serum but the tattoo itself.

"Miss B.B.?" James walks into my room cautiously.

"What's going on?" I ask him without turning away from my monitor.

I found the surveillance footage from the airstrip and I've been tracking her movements after that. She's f*****g wearing jeggings. f*****g jeggings and an orange t-shirt. I can't believe Ahsan would fall for that. I mean the way she's dressed. Her frizzy hair. It's obvious there's something off about this f*****g thing. She's wearing Sketchers. Never in my life have I ever worn Sketchers. My dad would have come back from the dead before he was allowed to laugh at me.

"If you like, I can help Master Raymond with the hunt," he suggests. "I am very well versed in Changelings,"

"Thank you, James, but if you go out there you're not bringing her back alive and I need to f**k her up for touching Ahsan the way she did," so does Rodrigo.

"And if I promise to bring her back alive?" he asks.

"Would you be able to resist your urge to rip her to shreds?" I finally spin around to look at him. He sighs and comes closer.

"I hate to see you distressed, Miss. If I can help in any way, I'd like to," he kneels down next to me. I place my hand on his head and shake my head.

"I know. Why don't we set up to open her up? I'll call Damian and we can log Changeling into our Beastiary," we're not going to get our hands on her any time soon. She knows we know she's here and it is so easy for those things to blend in.

"I can do that," he nods and stands up. "I can sense your hunger. Would you like something to eat while we wait?"

James missed me while I was gone. While he's insanely proud of all the progress I made in my away time, he hates that he wasn't strong enough to train me himself and that I left. He's being really hard on himself for that and he's being extra attentive because of it. He's not the only one. Carson is too. It's probably why he's so angry about the whole tracker thing. That and someone put their hands on one of our Devils. He's just as possessive as I am. Even if it's not s****l for them. Yet. Not all of them anyway.

"Sure, whatever you have is fine,"

"I'll bring it right up," he bows his head and stands up. He completely ignores Carson as he happily slips past him. If he was mad before, he's livid now.

"What the f**k was that?" he growls.

"Carson-" Before I can get anything else out his hands are around my throat while he pins me against my gaming chair.

"You are getting on all my f*****g nerves, Belladonna," he leans in so close his lips brush against my own and I have to press my lips together to keep my nervous laughter to myself so it doesn't set him off more than he already is. "He is getting way too close,"

"I have no interest in James and he has no interest in me," I gently place my hands on his wrists. "And you, sir are the one getting on my nerves with your separation anxiety,"

I shut my eyes and give into the darkness inside of me as I think about Lucien's loft in New York. He lets out a loud growl when I push him off me as soon as we land. He goes flying and manages to land on all fours, using his claws to stop himself from slamming into anything.

"Are you f*****g kidding me?" Delilah shouts pointing at the hardwood floors where he cut deep.

"I don't have f*****g separation anxiety. You are just f*****g with me a little extra harder. This f*****g tracker, James, and your little f*****g gang running around the city like you f*****g-" he stops before finishing that sentence.

"Like I f*****g what?" I ask him. "Like I own it?"

"What is going on with you two?" Lucien looks between us. His hand is over his chest like he's having chest pains. It's not coming from me. My eyes stay on Carson's.

"If you're not going to talk to me, talk to him. You're driving me insane. When you're ready to tell me what the f**k is going on with you, I'll come back,"

"You better not f*****g-"

I get back to the house before he can finish insulting me again. I sit back down at my desk rubbing my temples from the raging migraine threatening to blind me. When James returns with my food he doesn't come as close as he did before.

"I didn't mean to-"

"It's not your fault, James. Carson has never been separated from Lucien this long and it's starting to get to him," I wave him off. I look down at the freshly made Caesar salad. "Thank you. I'm actually really hungry. I haven't had lunch. Carson pulled me out of school before,"

"I'll leave you to your thoughts, Miss,"

"I hate to say this but be careful around Car right now. He's on edge and I wouldn't like it if he did anything stupid to you,"

"Of course, Miss. You have my word," he bows without meeting my eyes and excuses himself.

My phone starts ringing. I put it on silent and listen to it vibrate for half an hour. It stops for a couple of minutes and then it starts up again. I just sit here and watch Carson's contact come up repeatedly. This is what Dec finds when he walks into the room. I continue eating my food as he stands by the doorway as if I were going to have a problem with his presence there.

"B?"

"Yeah?" I tilt my head enough to give him a side glance as I take a bite of my chicken slice.

"I know you and Car like to be at each other's throats but you've been pushing him since he got back," he shakes his head.

"I haven't been doing anything. I've been in my lab and participating in all the senior activities he's planned for us. This is the first time I've ever f****d up this badly and he's acting like I did it on purpose. The only reason he's acting that way is because he misses Lucien,"

"Okay, so why are you making it so much harder for-"

"All you guys f*****g hear is what you want to hear," I growl.

"I didn't come in here to argue with you, Lil Mama. Why are you so upset?"

"Because you're blaming me for something I didn't do. It's not my fault he's all angsty," I push the bowl away not feeling hungry anymore.

"Okay, so your solution is sending him away while we're in the middle of a crisis?" he asks. I turn back to my computer to keep flipping through the videos. I ignore him and while Decarious Adams is really f*****g good at ignoring his issues until they just walk away, he's not one to be ignored. He comes over to me and pulls my hands away from the keyboards in front of me. "B.B. I understand your frustrated but-"

"I'm not though," I turn to face him. "I've seriously been here working on our robots. They're almost done. You've been here with me,"

"Lil Mama, that might be his f*****g problem. His partner in crime is on the other side of the nation. Sure, he misses him but he's missing you too. We don't require as much maintenance as he does. As Lucien does. We all come from different parts of the world but he's part of this one. He wants you to go out there and do your s**t with him. He's not a doing-it-on-his-own kind of guy. It's not fun for him when he has to be the hard ass twenty-four seven,"

"So why doesn't he just say that?" I ask running my hand over his new fade.

He cut off his hair and he's keeping it short and his lineup is amazing. He leans in pressing his luscious lips to mine. Dec isn't a fan of using his glamour against me but I have to admit that out of the three of them, his is the strongest. It might be because he suppresses it. He doesn't really use it as much as Ahsan and Carson do. So, the couple of times he's hit with me I've felt it all over my body. It wakes me up. My body buzzes and I have to fight not to fully give in to him.

"Because Carson is a f*****g i***t," he growls and pulls me out of the chair.

I wrap my legs around him as reaches out and closes all the doors in the room and takes me over to the bed. He pulls down the front of my blouse and bra until my breasts pop out. His mouth and hands are on them instantly.

"Dec," I shiver feeling the full force of his glamour wash over me.

My body starts to shake as its warmth floods through my body like melted wax. The sound of the demon inside of him vibrates in his chest in warning and he rips my top right off. The button of my shorts follows and they're off before I can even say his name again.

The door is whipped open and then shut again. Ahsan's rumbly chuckle makes me look over at him as Dec goes lower. He just stands there watching as Dec dives in between my legs. I reach for him and he doesn't hesitate to come over to me but he doesn't touch me. His eyes look me over as if he's trying to figure out if it's really me or not. So, I give him what he's looking for.

I let Eve's coldness take over. I open my mouth letting my fangs elongate. I let the snake in me take over. A hiss comes out of me and my tongue slithers out to greet him. He finally smiles knowing that even if she could mimic my scent, touch, and some of my abilities, this is something she'll never be able to do.

Ahsan steps closer gripping a handful of my hair and guides me to sit up. His lips are on mine without hesitation this time. I pull on his shirt and he lets me take it off while he works his pants. Ever since I've gotten control of Eve (as much as she allows), I've shown them they do everything in their power to coax the snake out.

As soon as he exposes himself to me I reach for him letting my instincts take over. With both their glamours in full effect, I can feel the thrill of having the two of them at the same time come over me. My body is alive with anticipation. I give Ahsan a couple of strokes before I take him in my mouth wrapping my tongue around his length a couple of times before I close my mouth around him.

"f**k," he growls as he rocks his hips back and forth.

Since my snake abilities are set, we no longer have a size issue. Especially when I open up for them guided by the glamour. He slides all the to the back of my throat and holds me to him until the lack of oxygen makes my throat tighten around him. He pulls out enough to let me breathe in and he shoves back inside of my mouth while he kneads his fingers against the nape of my skull.

I hiss when Dec's tongue is replaced by his c**k. I draw on their heat as Dec slams inside of me to the hilt and then pulls all the way out only to push back in just as roughly. Neither of them eases up as my body is wound up tightly with the impending orgasm building up in my belly.

"Ima lift her up," Dec growls.

He pulls me closer to the edge of the bed as Ahsan lets go over my hair. I release and let Dec lift me up into his arms. He turns us around so he can sit on the bed. Ahsan comes up behind me as Dec pulls me closer to him so my ass is completely exposed to Ahsan. I laugh when his tongue plunges into my ass. Dec wraps his arm around me keeping me from sitting up.

"f**k," I squirm in his arms when Ahsan eases his middle finger inside of me using the wetness Dec is providing him with.

"Relax," Dec buries his hand in my hair and pulls me to him using his glamour and his lips to keep my focus on him.

He stops pistoning his hips up into me when Ahsan assumes his position behind me. A hand is wrapped around my throat and he pulls me back so my back is up against his bare chest. I relax all of my muscles as he eases into my nice and slow.

"That's my good girl," he whispers into my ear and starts to nibble on my neck. Dec sits up taking my n****e into his mouth while he palms the other one roughly. Ahsan's tongue licks up the side of my neck as he turns my head so that he can kiss me. "You're such a good princess," he praises me and finally starts to move in and out of me. He holds up my hips and lowers me as he rocks his hips against me. "Rock your hips for us, baby girl,"

"f**k. I swear she's gotten tighter," Dec growls and falls back on the bed keeping his hands on my hips. I place my hands on his chest and rock myself against them. "I can feel both of us inside you,"

"Just like that. Nice and slow," Ahsan groans near my ear.

He reaches between Dec and me using my wetness to rub slow circles on my clit. He's not letting me come. He's just building me up and letting it drop before doing it all over again. Normally, it would piss me off. I would lash out at him and beg him to f**k me until I came but the glamour does something to me and I never want it to stop while I'm under their influence.

"I don't think I can last much longer, San," Dec groans. Ahsan latches on to my neck marking me.

"Are you ready?" he mumbles against my neck. I nod unable to answer coherently. "All right big guy, let her have it,"

Dec growls digging his fingers into my hips hard enough to bruise and he slams up into me hard. I cry out as the two of them sync up and thrust in and out of me roughly. The room around me gets dark and black snakes slither up all around us the closer to orgasm I get. The sound of their feral grunting and the full blaze of their glamour comes over me. I dig my claws into Dec's chest as I finally get there.

"f**k, I'm there," they both say at the same time.

Ahsan reaches between Dec and me again to stimulate me faster. The two of them bury themselves all the way inside of me and the three of us come together. Venom sprays out of my mouth when I lean back against Ahsan's chest so I can catch my breath.

"You f*****g assholes need to stop using that on me," I laugh and collapse against Dec's chest.

"They actually need to use it more often," I turn back to see Victor sitting in my gaming chair. He's putting himself away. "That was fun,"

"Pervert," Dec grins and guides me back to him.

I kiss him while Ahsan circles his finger around my asshole playing with his c*m and Dec's. f*****g devils just love making a mess of me. It's actually a good thing the messiest one isn't here or this would have taken a lot longer, it would have gotten messier, and rougher.

"How long are you here for?" Vic asks Ahsan.

"The jets all loaded up. Waiting for this one to bring Carson back," he slaps my ass hard making me sit up.

"d**k," Dec growls at him when I climb off him and go over to the bathroom.

I wash myself and get dressed. They're right. I'm going to have to get Carson in a bit. I smile knowing that he felt what we were doing and that if he holds up his two-month promise. That will be two months of his own frustration. I've got five others and a limitless supply of s****l teenage tension at school. I no longer have to f**k anyone to feed myself. So, who is really punishing now?

The room is alone when I walk out of the bathroom and my phone is sitting where I left it. I tap the screen to see I have sixty-two missed calls and voicemails. I laugh and decide to listen to them all before I call him back. They start off angry as hell, then deter into dirty probably around the time we started playing around, and once he probably got himself off he calms down and apologizes.

I close my eyes and picture Lucien's loft. Lucien and Carson are sitting on the L-shape black leather sofa watching a movie when I step out of the shadows. They both turn to look at me. Lucien's smile says it all. I return it and go over to him to sit on his lap.

"You are being a very naughty girl, B.B., we talked about that," he pushes my wet hair out of my face.

"You talked and I pretended to listen," I lie. He growls tightening his hold on me. I turn my attention to Carson. "You know this wasn't on me. I mean the Changeling is all me, but the rest isn't. You've been on my ass since Lucien and Delilah left as if I need to be babysat. I've literally just been hanging out and doing as you ask.

"If you want me to be with you all the time, ask. Tell me what you want. You have a f*****g mouth, Carson and you literally never stop talking s**t. Tell me what you want, Sweetie. This possessive s**t is starting to get old and fast. You have pulled me out of class three times this week and it's Thursday,"

"Carie, we talked about that," Lucien lifts me up a little so we can both face Carson. "Have you been going to class?"

"Yes, I have. We have a deal with the teachers. We finish our assignments and we bounce. We've got a lot of extra work to do. I get what I need done and then head to the afterschool s**t,"

"What's going on with you, man?" Lucien scoots closer to him.

"Nothing. It's just that everyone comes to me with their problems and I can care less but I have to pretend to care because it's in the ten-step process of becoming a better boss,"

Lucien and I look at one another and then turn our attention back to him.

"Sweetie, what are you talking about?" I ask.

"Carson, did you get into Ash's self-help book stash again?" Lucien covers his mouth.

"Again?" I press my lips together trying not to find this super adorably funny.

"No, I found them in my dad's study when I went to pick up a container. He annotated them and they've been really helpful I just don't understand why the f**k people go out of their way to accommodate others," he slumps back as if he were exhausted.

"Why are you reading them then?" I ask.

"Ortiz called me an asshole. He said I'm a great asset to the team but that I'm not a team player and that if I didn't work on it my military s**t was not going to go great for me and I need it to work,"

"Carson," Lucien sits up. I scoot off his lap so I can sit between them. "Dude, Ortiz is a f*****g tool, okay? You are the most valuable member of our team. You're the dude that knows how to get s**t done and knows how to keep order. You're the King of all devils. You're team leader. There is no team without you,"

"Yeah, man but it's not always going to start off that way. I can't just walk up to the table, put a goat on it, and demand tacos immediately," he rolls his eyes. Not how I would have put it to get the point across but he f*****g nailed it. "B.B. taught me that,"

"Aww," I put my hand on my chest. "That's so cute. Lucien taught me that,"

"Yeah, because Carson taught me that," he shakes his head. "Bro, I'm telling you that Ortiz is a square, like David. Maybe even more pathetic than that. You're Carter Kennedy's son. Be yourself. He's been institutionalized by the new Mrs. Whitmore. That fairy f**k preaches equality. He doesn't know the meaning of equity,"

"They're both on my case ever since we set phase one into motion," he sighs. "Neither one of them is old enough to retire and Rudy is ever the supportive husband,"

"Mrs. Whitmore has to have bomb d**k to domesticate a butterfly like that," Lucien shakes his head.

"I think he's just super perky. Stacy loves him too," I roll my eyes. "I can't stand him either. He called me in to ask me to run for class president last week,"

"Are you?" Carson asks.

"No, I'm going to state as captain of the Mathzards. I'm also a finalist for the Dina Tech internship next year and Mrs. Whitmore is finally letting me compete in the science fair this year. I am very excited about that. And then there's the arch Dec, Damian, and I have been working on with the vampires,"

"You're not giving them the full zero-one program, right?"

"No, I'm giving them the prototype. The slow one with the Bluetooth speaker," I grimace. "Watch them get blown away by the bare minimum. I can't wait to see what they turn it into. Which reminds me. Our first helpers are almost complete. I'm wrapping yours," I poke Lucien's chest. "Tonight. Unless we find the Changeling,"

"Can we see it?" Carson asks.

"No, but I am so in love with the way Dec helped us shape them. He is a f*****g tech god. I mean seriously and his ideas are so f*****g inventive. Have you guys seen the wiring in his car?"

"Yes," the two of them laugh.

"It looks like the inside of a f*****g Xenomorph ship," Lucien agrees. "Okay, consider me a lot more excited,"

"Wait, they're going to have three of those things here?" Carson asks.

"Yeah, Lucien's will stay here. Ahsan wants one in his warehouse and Delilah wants one at the new Fallen Entertainment headquarters. She has a team,"

"Yeah, she's been super friendly with the other business students. It's a little unnerving but Studio time here is f*****g perfect. I think we're getting our grove back,"

"Nice," Carson smiles. "Vic's birthday is coming up,"

"I know," I smile.

"B.B. Vic isn't Lucien. This is the first time anyone ever celebrates his birthday and he's turning twenty,"

"I know," I nod.

"I think what Carson is trying to say, Baby. Is that you can't have a huge blowout party for him," Lucien's hand slips up my back under my t-shirt.

"I also know that. We're not having a party for him. I'm taking him to an art show in Paris," I laugh when his fingers reach the hooks on my bra.

"Oh, he's going to love that," he grins and pops it off.

"You can't take him, B. We're all celebrating his birthday," Carson shakes his head and he pulls my legs up on his lap and inches up my bare thighs. "That's not fair,"

"So, you do something for him then," I shrug kicking my sneakers off. "Just not on my day because I'll show you exactly what I learned in Hallow camp,"