Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 146

Evander’s P.O.V.

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~ A week later ~

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“You can do this, Evander,” Bly said as she straightened my cut. My blank cut. “Don’t let him intimidate you.”

“He doesn’t want to see me, Bly,” I replied, my voice coming out whiny, but my girl giggled anyway.

My girl… God, I don’t have the right to think that. But she is. She tells me every single day that she’s mine. She tells each of us that, actually. Like she wants to make sure we all know that she loves each of us. Even me. And fu.ck, I don’t deserve it, but it feels incredible.

“CG is going to have to get over it eventually, Evander,” Bly said. “You need to apologize. Just walk up to him and get it all out. Don’t give him the chance to turn away.”

“What if he hits me?” I blurted out, surprised at my own words. I mean, hell, if all the guys in the club wanted to hit me, I’d take it. I deserve it.

“Then you take it with understanding,” she said, her voice soft but steady. “Hopefully, he won’t, though. Your bruises from Karma’s beating are almost gone.”

Bly cupped my cheek gently, her thumb brushing over my skin as she gazed into my eyes. A small smile played on her lips, those dimples I loved so much showing up like little secrets. My fingers twitched, aching to touch her, to close the distance between us.

It’s been a tough stretch lately. The guys, the club—they seem to be softening toward me. I’m still a prospect, still have a long road ahead, and I still have to make things right with CG. But even with some relief from my brothers, Bly has been driving me crazy. Just yesterday, she dry-humped me until I was a wreck.

Apparently, she was too impatient to wait for anyone else to be free. I was fully clothed, and she was completely bare. I was rock hard. Bly unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them, never fully freeing me, but she pressed herself against my boxer-covered cock. I could feel how wet she was. My hands gripped the arms of the chair like a lifeline, fighting the urge to touch her. Her fingers tangled in my hair, her body pressed close, lips trailing all over my neck. Those hips of hers moved against me, slow and tantalizing. It was overwhelming. Never before had a woman made me come so easily as Bly has in these last few days.

She hasn’t said a word to Karma about me touching her—not that I know of, anyway—and I’m pretty sure I’d know. She’s been torturing me. Maybe I deserve this kind of torture. Or maybe I don’t even know anymore. Not being able to touch Bly, especially like that, is pure agony. All I want is to bury myself inside her until she’s screaming my name. I crave her hand, her sweet mouth, her tight pussy wrapped around me. I want to feel her heat spreading through me until that familiar tingle runs down my spine. I want to fill her with my cum and fuck her senseless until I’m leaking down her leg like a river. I want—

“Evander,” Bly whispered, breaking into my thoughts.

Shit. How long have we been staring at each other?

“Y-yeah?” I stammered, clearing my throat like an idiot.

“You’re hard,” she said, biting her bottom lip to keep from laughing.

I glanced down, spotting the obvious bulge in my jeans.

“What were you thinking about in that head of yours?” she asked, amused.

“You,” I said without hesitation, stepping a little closer. “Always you.”

“Well, just remember that one day, you’ll have me again,” she said softly, making me smile.

“One day…” I murmured, hope flickering in my chest.

“Can I ask you something?” Bly said.

“Of course,” I replied.

“What happened to Nikki?” Her question caught me off guard. I must have looked surprised because she quickly added, “She was clearly obsessed with you. She snuck in before without a problem. But I haven’t seen her in weeks. Since before everything with you…”

I rubbed the back of my neck, unsure. “Honestly, I don’t know. Last time I had her kicked out, I haven’t heard a word since. I wouldn’t be surprised if she followed Everly or Alex. She wanted my patch, not me. I never wanted her like that.”

“You screwed her,” Bly said, frowning. “A lot, apparently.”

I rolled my eyes out of habit.

“Yeah, a few times, but that was it,” I said. “Never led her on, and it stopped when you came back. I told her to leave me alone—”

“Okay, okay,” Bly interrupted. “I was just curious.”

“You know you’re the only one I want, right?” I asked her.

She smiled.

“Well, since you asked our mother if it was okay to share me with your four best friends, yeah, I think I know,” she teased.

“Wish I’d done it sooner,” I smirked back.

“No kidding,” she laughed softly. We locked eyes again, lost in each other’s gaze. All I wanted then was to kiss her. Just a small, simple kiss.

“Well,” she said, breaking the moment. “Go talk to CG. I need to talk to Karma. Come find me when you’re done.”

“Okay…”

CG went quiet for a moment, his jaw still twitching. He stared at me like he was searching for answers in my eyes or trying to figure out if I was being sincere.

“Why’d you do it?” he finally asked, his voice calmer.

“I was scared of my feelings for her—”

“No,” he cut me off, shaking his head. “Let me rephrase. How could you do that to me? How could you watch me go through all that and never say a word?”

I swallowed hard and looked away. I had a feeling this question was coming. I didn’t have a good answer, but I was going to meet his gaze when I gave it.

“I was a selfish coward,” I confessed. “At first, I thought you’d just get over it. I thought reminding you that Bly wasn’t everything would be enough. But as time went on, I realized none of us were moving on. Then I panicked. You were so drunk all the time you could barely function. I wanted to tell you so many times, CG. I even opened my mouth to say it. Maybe if I told you what I did, you’d be able to move on. I was sure you’d hate me, but at least you’d be better. We always got interrupted. I convinced myself it was the universe telling me to keep quiet. I almost came clean more times than I can count, but in the end, I was too ashamed, too scared of my feelings for her. I was a selfish bastard.”

“And then you cleaned up your act,” he mumbled, realizing why I stopped short.

I nodded.

“Yeah,” I said. “I thought helping you get through it was making up for it, but it wasn’t. I was a terrible brother and friend. I feel sick over what I’ve done and what I put you through. And I hope you know I’ve been sick with guilt for years. Watching you suffer nearly killed me. I know it sounds selfish, CG, but you deserve to know I didn’t make any of those choices lightly. I still cared about all of you.”

CG stared at me for a long moment. I just stood there, waiting. I wasn’t sure what he’d say or do next, but at least I got everything out.

“I don’t think I forgive you yet,” he said finally.

“You don’t have to,” I replied.

“I know,” he muttered, rolling his eyes. “I’m not sure where we go from here, Evander,” he said, pulling the stool back and sitting down. “You apologized. I listened. For now, just leave it at that. I need time to think.”

“Okay, fair enough,” I said quietly.

“Go back to your duties, Prospect,” he grumbled.

I smiled, turning to leave. Bly was right—apologizing lifted a weight off my shoulders. It wasn’t about me; it was about them. But now, I finally feel like we’re all moving in the right direction. Maybe I can even forgive myself.

And I have my girl to thank for all of it.