Reverie Dyad

Chapter 16:

Reid POV:

Watching Val pull away I kick a rock letting out a bit of my frustration. I fucking hate doing what I just did. The hurt on her face at my words almost made me take it all back but I promised Cole I would step away

I'm not one to back down on a fight but I didn't think watching them argue was going to affect me I mean heck the plan was to take Iris from him but there's just something about seeing a grown man cry over his woman that just makes you feel bad for him

Last night wasn't as scary as I thought it would be and now that I got myself inside a woman I think I can move on from the era of life I was in. Even though the feeling of her tight pussy pulsing around me will forever haunt me

"Fuck now look I'm hard" I growl walking up the porch stairs. I need to leave the windows open all day and change the sheets quickly or else her scent will never leave my room

Heading back into the house I head into the room to do so. Removing the sheets and the bedding I bunch them up and I shove them into my laundry basket. As I shove them I get a whiff of her scent...and then his

"Fuck" I snarl at feeling my dick harden to the point of being unbearable. Fine, maybe just a quick one. I unbuckle my belt and I pull down the zipper of my jeans. Pulling my cock free I wrap my fist around it. Precum instantly oozes out of it. I groan throwing my head back as I caress myself to a release

My breathing starts to intensify. Reaching down I grab the sheets and I bring them to my nose. Inhaling their scents I let out a deep groan shutting my eyes as I pick up the pace

"Fuck" I hiss as I feel my balls tighten. Images of Val bent over come into view making me tighten my hold on my cock. My cock throbs and I see stars. My whole body rigid as my release threatens to tip out

I let out a hiss as I inhale the sheets allowing me to completely envision myself inside her again.

Her walls tighten around me and her ass cheeks slap against my pelvis the sound driving me completely crazy. Her legs involuntarily spread wider the position allowing her to take more of me in. Her hands and face are covered in Cole's cum. Strobes of white coating her soft skin

"Fucking perfect" is the last thing I growl before I drop the sheets back into the basket and cum all over them. Grabbing the wall I lean on it. Choppy breaths leave my lips as I let the last remains of my orgasm spill out

Fucking hell what was that. Feeling utterly disgusted with myself I shove myself back into my underwear pulling up my jeans and zipping them up

Sighing I rub the hand I didn't jerk off with down my face. I honestly can't believe I just did that. If this is how it's going to be for the next couple of days then I need to seriously keep myself busy by taking any job that represents itself to me

Like the pits of hell can hear me my house phone starts to ring. With a grunt, I leave my room and I go into the lounge. Picking up the phone I place it on my ear

"Judge Martha Rivers got shot this morning" is the first thing the unknown voice says to me. Martha...Rivers why does that sound familiar? Oh shit. Cole's mom I mentally say as the realization hits

"By who," I ask my voice harsh. I'm met with silence and then some crinkling noise. My grip on the phone tightness enough that my knuckles turn white

"Target name is Ezekiel Van Gogh," the person says and then drops the call. Slamming the phone down I start to pace. Fuck Cole's mom is dead. I never met the lady but considering how much of a Golden Boy Cole is he probably loved her a lot.

My mom and I don't have that great of a relationship even though she's my everything and I'm hers but if someone was to tell me she got murdered I would search the ends of the earth to bring the murderer to his knees.