War and his Queen (Carpe Noctem)

by Amo Jones

“If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to get loud in front of everyone.” “You think that’s a threat?”

“I want it, Halen. I want my name to leave your lips as I fuck you so everyone knows that you’re… whose?” I bait her,

She crawls up the wall a little further and I position myself over the mouth of her cunt.

Her body hardens as my cock splits her open.

“Yeah, you’re ...

She collapses against my shoulder as I drive my hips further into her and her back arches off the wall.

She bites at my shoulder as my fingers flex around her hips and I force her all the way down my length, until the tip of my cock collides with her cervix.

landing on her throat.

Drawing back, I can’t fucking control myself when I thrust inside of her with enough force that the fat on her ass claps against the soapy wall.

My grip on her throat tenses. I’m done whispering. I keep to a deliberate pace,

Her hand knots in my hair as her chest rises and falls against me.

Every muscle locks up and my eyes roll back to the back of my head as I switch speeds. Harder, not faster.

I beat into her wet cunt without releasing her throat

Goosebumps litter my flesh when I detonate, and hot cum fires out of my dick a...

We peel away from each other as I stumble backward, releasing her delicate body as she slips to the ground.

The sooner I get away from her the better, before I carry her into the room and tell everyone to get the fuck out. “I’m not nearly done with you, so hurry up in here.”

I exit the shower and tug my je...

the packet of smokes beneath the dresser, before dropping my weight on top of her bed.

Stella and River are both glaring at me from the beanbags, but Priest and Vaden remain silent across the two sofas in the corner of the room.

catching Priest’s eyes. Nothing. Nil. Void. Because he is who he is, and now… well, now, she’s mine. Even if she didn’t f...

“What happened today?” I ask no one in particular,

I open the packet of cigarettes and bite one into my mouth

“Well, come on. Or we can wait until the ritual tomorrow where you’re obliged to after we’re all linked together as one. In front of five hundred members of the EKC.”

“Oh. I was breaking in the track when my opponent pulled up beside me. Honda Civic—”

“—with a not-Honda engine. Anyway. He looked familiar. I knew him, but it wasn’t him.

“The man from when you were younger?” She nods. “Yeah.” When her voice cracks,

“He said he was his son. We raced, I panicked, and I shot him. His car flipped and land...

“That’s all w...

“Who is this man, Halen?” I l...

“What did the video that he gave you show?” She smiles but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “The man who gave me the video? I don’t kno...

“Where’s the video?” She shakes her head. “I don’t have it. I destroyed it straight away.” “...

“—fucking why?” I slow my exhale and watch them with careful eyes. Priest would never hurt his sister, but then Priest puts the Kings first and above all, so if he thinks she’s betrayed ...

“You protecting them?” His eyes flash a brilliant...

“I hate you.”

“Who is he?” I ask,

Her shoulders lift again,

“I guessed a long time ago that he was with a rival group. Not sure who.”

“So, why the bloodbath tonight?” I ask,

“The passion? I mean, you gotta be filled with some pretty volatile hatred if your first instinct when you see someone is to pump a whole chamber into their skull.”

“I told you. He looked like the man. I panicked ...

“I’m fucking tired. We can finish this shit tomorrow.” I know Halen, and the harder you push, the more she pulls away. Whatever happened, there has to...

something about that just doesn’t sit right with me.

The mattress dips as a rolled joint comes into view by tatted hands. I reach for the trunk, glancing briefly up at Vaden. Bringing it to my lips,

the evident silence from Priest. I inhale and hold, until I feel my muscle...

“Danny Dale is a crazy sucker, but he loves his kids. He’d never do anything to fuck with that.

I’ve heard his daughter is hot. She’d make a good little target.” His mouth falls into a straight line. “Damn. We turned into the bad guys, huh? Killing and shit for fun, not purpose.”

“I wouldn’t say it doesn’t have a purpose if they’re fucking with one of ours first.”

I should tell him that we should take the Gentlemen anyway, and that Moses and his brothers wouldn’t be able to do shit about it. Danny Dale is sick with cancer. It is only a matter of time before he goes down and his oldest son rises up. Then what? Then it is fucking on because I am certain that Moses Dale wants our heads just as much as we want his. Or maybe not. We don’t know. The Gentlemen are wild cards, but we are the dealers.

I’ve been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember—we all have. The process of becoming a King is sacred amongst our kind, but a practice that historically took place during a different time for our parents.

“Thank fuck!” My mom rushes through the door in a flurry of panic, before her shoulders sag. “Why are you so hard to fucking find lately?” She places a hand on her hip.