Zac

There was no denying it, I loved everything about my girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

God, it felt good to claim her as mine again.

I adored Cate's intelligence. Her kindness. Her strength. Hell, even her stubbornness. Cate's single-minded dedication to her causes was one of the things that I respected most about her. But I wasn't blind. Not anymore, at least. After my accident, a part of me had reverted back to my younger, clueless self.

Maybe as a coping mechanism of sorts?

At the time, the truths I'd uncovered about my dad had been too painful to accept. My younger, clueless self had worshipped Cate and placed her on a pedestal, so high up, that it aligned with the moon and stars.

Now?

I was no longer the twelve-year-old simp who worshipped the ground she walked on. I'd sacrificed too much and worked too hard to survive the dumpster fire that had been our past. I liked to think that I'd grown stronger, smarter, and wiser through the wreckage, and, lately, Cate's faults were becoming just as clear to me as all the good in her. Last night, I'd surrendered every broken piece of myself to Cate and fucked her with my whole heart. But that didn't mean I'd forgiven Babygirl for the stunt she pulled with the Bieschels.

Right now, she was pissing me off again.

For quite some time now, Cate had been ignoring everything I asked of her to do whatever the hell she wanted. I was beyond frustrated.

Not to mention, my dick felt so hard that it might snap off. That's right. Little Zac was pissed, too.

A fire had been simmering in me ever since Cate went behind my back to contact the Bieschels. I didn't doubt her judgment or intentions, but I resented her for keeping me out of the loop once more. Anger had been brewing for days on end. When Cate grabbed her phone right as we were about to fuck, I lost it.

Unable to keep my cool for a second longer, I blew up like a bomb, "I swear to God, I'm going to chuck that phone across the room if your pussy isn't on my dick in the next two sec—"

Phone still in hand, she cursed, "Oh, shit."

The troubled look on her face made me stop mid-rant. I glanced over. "What?"

My eyes locked onto her phone. As her old nemesis' name appeared on her screen, I saw a perfect opportunity to exact my revenge and teach her lesson about going rogue when I was supposed to be part of the team.

If Cate and I were going to after real-life monsters, our trust in each other couldn't falter. We needed to become a fine-tuned unit that always worked in sync. Without forging an unbreakable bond, I wasn't sure if we'd be able to survive the dark and dangerous road ahead.

***

Cate

With a quickening pulse, I gaped at the message. Right as I was about to determine my next move, a loud, continuous ringing began echoing through my bedroom.

Once I saw the caller ID, the phone nearly slipped from my hand. Anxiously, I hissed at Zac, "Lily's calling me."

Completely unbothered by my panicked state, his head dipped to my neck as he kissed and sucked on my skin. "I don't see the problem here. You wanted to talk to her, right?"

I bit back a moan of pleasure. "Not right now!"

"Why the hell not?" Amber eyes darkened with mischief. "Just pretend like I'm not here."

I shot him an incredulous look. As if that were possible. Neither of us was wearing a speck of clothing, Little Zac remained solid as stone while my pussy throbbed with need. "I thought you were about to—"

Fuck my brains out.

But I never finished what I wanted to say. I gasped when Zac's hand shot out at lightning speed to grab my phone. He tapped the circular green button to accept the call before I could stop him.

Glaring death rays at him, I cursed under my breath, "Oh, fuck you!"

Why was he deviating from the plan when I already told him what I wanted to do?

Lily's sugary Southern twang traveled through the line at the exact same time Zac's face dove between my legs. His tongue flicked my clit the moment she cooed, "Well, fuck you very much, too."

My eyes rolled back because of him. My nerves seized up because of her. Every one of my senses proceeded to go haywire. Both legs were draped over Zac's broad shoulders. Pulling away but for a second, his arms tightened around my bare thighs while glancing up with a pleased smirk. My palm itched to slap that look off of his handsome face. But I needed to focus on Lily. These next few minutes on the phone were absolutely critical. I only had a small window of opportunity to rally the she-devil to our cause. I simply couldn't afford to piss her off.

Shamelessly, Zac's lips closed around mine, and the maddening bastard started sucking on my pussy like his life depended on it. Pleasure pulsed through my core. Hot, heavy, and overwhelming. Silence flooded the line. It took every ounce of self-control to keep my breathing in check and swallow my moans quietly. As Zac continued to drive me wild, I could barely keep the phone pressed to my ear. My head was spinning higher than a kite. Helplessly, I had no choice but to put Lily on speaker as I tried to find my voice again.

"Hello? Say something," she snapped impatiently. "Are you seriously ignoring me right now?"

Through no small effort, I finally managed to reply in semi-normal tones, "H-Hey, bestie. I'm glad you called."

"Suck my dick."

Gritting my teeth, I did my best to ignore her snark like the mature adult I'd become. Even though every instinct screamed at me to hurl back a savage insult of my own. "Put your dick away. Don't you wanna know why I texted you?"

She gave a pause. "I'll admit, I was very surprised when I saw your message pop up on my phone. After you left Ashton Wellesley, I didn't think we'd ever speak again."

That was when Zac's tongue dipped inside as he began fucking me like a cock. I gasped as a gush of wetness seeped down my thighs, "Life is full of surprises, isn't it?"

"You okay, Cate?"

"Never better," I grunted.

"Well, then. Quit wasting my time, and tell me what the fuck do you want?"

A barrage of euphoria coiled up and down my spine. "Believe it or not, I come in peace."

"Bless your little liar's heart. But do go on."

With as much sincerity as I could inject into my voice, I told her the truth, "I actually need your help."

She chuckled darkly. "You have some balls to ask me for help, bitch."

I glanced down for a moment. A conspiratorial gleam lit up Zac's eyes as he doubled down on his efforts.

Fucking Zac.

He was definitely trying to push me over the edge, and I was getting so fucking close to the inevitable fall. Unable to resist, my hips began to writhe as I started grinding into Zac's face, chasing the pleasurable, slick, wet friction between us. My body was melting. I was losing my mind. "I know there's bad blood between us, but hear me out. Please. Sometimes, an enemy's enemy make the best friends."

Suspicion was laced in her voice when she demanded, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Regina Roswell," I murmured breathlessly. "Have you heard of her?"

Lily fell quiet for a few seconds before answering, "Yeah, I know Gina."

"You do?"

A hard edge entered her voice when she replied, "I know her a little too well, actually."

Testing the waters of their relationship, I probed, "Are you two... friends?"

"Fuck, no. I hate her more than I hate my dad."

This was the response I'd been hoping to hear. "You think she deserves to be punished?"

"If it was up to me?" Lily whispered in a sing-song voice, "I'd lock that bitch's body in a trunk and help the police look for her."

I whistled. "Damn."

"Too much?"

"Not enough."

Lily laughed wickedly. "Maybe we can be friends."

"Maybe."

"Although, something remains unclear to me."

"What might that be?"

"I have my reasons for wanting to snap Gina's neck. But what has she ever done to you?"

I gave her the truth, "She exists."

Gina's existence represented everything that was fucked up in the world. Everything that had fucked up my happiness with Zac. That had destroyed the lives of so many young women just to please the sick whims of some powerful men with too much money on their hands. I just wanted to make everything a little less fucked.

"That's it?"

"Do I need a reason to destroy a someone who deserves it?"

"Guess not," Lily mused in thoughtful tones. "Consider my interest piqued. What do you have planned for Gina, exactly?"

"I want to expose her ass to the world. I have the receipts and the—"

Zac slipped two fingers inside me, and I lost my words.

"And the—what?" Lily prompted. "Don't leave me hanging here."

He finger-fucked me while flicking my clit with his tongue. It was becoming damn near impossible to stayed focused on my conversation with Lily. Soon, both hands clenched Zac's scalp as I hung on for dear life. I struggled to maintain control. I failed as my climax hit me in a tidal wave of pulsating, bone-melting sensations.

Lily scoffed. "Hello? Earth to Cate. Why do you sound like you're running a fucking marathon?"

"Sorry, I'm walking to class right now," I panted, feeding her excuse after excuse, "and I have to go up this really steep hill."

Lily snorted. "Sounds like someone needs to get her ass to the gym."

Gasping hotly, I whimpered through the peak of my pleasure, "Oh, God, oh, God, oh God..."

"Seriously, what the hell is going on with you today?"

My body fell limp in the afterglow. Scrambling to cover up my embarrassing slip up, I mumbled with flushed cheeks, "I just ran into the world's biggest—"

Frantically, I looked around the room. My gaze landed on Little Zac. Pulsing veins ran up and down his thick length. He was weeping at the tip. "Cock."

Zac snickered quietly.

"The fuck?" Lily repeated irritably.

"Cockroach. Sorry, I meant to say—cockroach."

She grunted over the phone, "Ew."

He glared at me with indignation.

Served him right for messing with me while I was talking to Lily.

I flashed him my middle finger. In retaliation, Zac climbed on top of me. He grabbed my hips and yanked my pussy toward his dick. My eyes widened as he pushed inside. Slowly. Ever so slowly. I could feel the delicious slide of his thickness stretching me so very sweetly. As he began to thrust, the all-encompassing desire to fuck and be fucked flared in me once more, I rushed to say, "L-Look, Lily, I know we're supposed to hate each other, but you and I could really do some damage here if we join forces."

"You're right. I fucking hate you, and I definitely don't trust you. You haven't said anything to convince me otherwise."

"Know what, Lily? I don't trust you, either. But I have absolute confidence in our mutual interest in taking down Gina and her entire network. So don't write me off just yet. We should keep talking. I still have a lot to share you. Who knows? Maybe this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

"Cate, I—"

I hung up before she finished talking. I wasn't ready to reveal my full hand. There needed to be a method to this madness. I knew I couldn't make anything too easy for someone as unhinged as Lily. Her moods were mercurial, and she liked to play games, so I needed to toy with the bitch and tap into her obsessive tendencies before asking her to commit to a genuine partnership with us.

At last, with Lily's phone call out of the way, I could turn my attention back to Zac. I glared up at him. "What the fuck was that about?"

The bastard had the audacity to smirk down at me. "Karma."

"Excuse me?"

Ramming into me, balls deep and to the hilt, he growled in low, menacing tones, "Not so fun when someone messes with your best-laid plans, now, is it?"

I gulped.

My man sounded absolutely livid. Zac looked like he was about to pound the living daylights out of me, and I didn't know whether to welcome the punishment—or fuck him back harder.