Review: Devil's Spawn

Devil's Spawn by Manda Mellett
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

1 ⭐- Ugh! Didn't like it or triggers or pet peeve!
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LOSER = heroine
BOB = club whore
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often—I can take my choice of the five club girls who exist just to keep us sexually satisfied.

Hmm. I glance back at the bed where I’d fucked Bella last night.

The night before that, Mace and I had Breezy and Tulia together.

I don’t have it in me to commit to one pussy for life.

“Sure, Mace. What’s up?” He leans in. “Got a few goodies from that sex shop on Main. Think they’re right up Titsy and Breezy’s street. You game?”

Bitches can be tricky. They say one thing but mean another. Sticking with whores means no such complications.

“I told Titsy and Breezy to wait outside my room. You still game?” “Yeah.” I grin. A good session of fucking will clear my head.

Castiel, Cas as he’s known, is my fourteen-year-old wayward son. He gets into trouble more than he’s out of it.

“You can’t go through life moping after a man who doesn’t want you, Vanna.”

If she was younger, I’d be jealous she was asking for my brother and not here for me.

My eyes spot Lizard and I turn away quickly, having spied a woman he’s got his arm draped around.

The woman with her arm around my husband looks more like a hooker.

she’s been faithful to him all these years. It isn’t her fault the man who made vows to her can’t keep them himself.”

“Vanna, I can assure you Lizard hasn’t got a girlfriend, fiancé or wife. But I have got to warn you, the club has girls, they’re there for one thing only. Sex. Sex without strings or emotions.”

she’s quite a pretty-looking bitch, though older than the ones he usually goes for. Wonder if he’s going to share her?

Would have to ditch the kid though.

Tulia’s obvious concern. She takes hold of my hand. “Come on, how about I make you feel better?”

I take myself off to find Breezy to ease the sudden ache in my dick.

It had been last night when Lizard had led a giggling and expectant Breezy up the staircase, clearly heading to his room, that I’d caught her staring, her hands clenched at her sides. Mixed emotions crossed her face—anger, betrayal, longing, desire, disgust, and finally defeat.

Vanna having Liz’s infidelity right up in her face must be fucking hard. I wonder whether she’d ever be able to forgive him, even if Lizard woke up one day and remembered her.

I’ll have to accept I’ll have to watch my husband being unfaithful. Maybe it’s time I dropped that label, when he seems perfectly happy with his stable of girls instead. Younger, prettier…

I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching over the past few days and have realised I need to let Lizard go. We’re only tied together in my head and on that piece of paper that makes it all legal.

“He wouldn’t look twice at me, Lindy.” I frown and try to explain. “There are club girls, girls who live at the club. They like sex and are not shy about taking what they want.” “Whores?”

The man I’d married would never have stepped out on me. But would he even be able to be faithful again, now that he’s experienced variety?

Of course, I’ll have a few beers, but will resist the urge to overindulge, and concentrate instead on my other method of relaxation, sinking my cock into any available whore.

When I’d left the meeting, Bella had been available, and I’d made good use of her for a couple of hours.

I’ve never been interested in having kids of my own, did everything I could to prevent it. Always used my own condoms and not one a girl conveniently had in her purse.

She’s an attractive bitch for one in her thirties.

With a leer, I give Vanna the once over, and scoff. “Haven’t ever been there, nor have any inclination.” Realising too late how that might sound, I throw the woman a look of apology. “Don’t mean anything by it, darlin’, but you’re not my type.”

“Yeah, get out of here. You’re not welcome here, kid.”

“It’s best that you don’t come back. Best for Lizard and best for you.” He glances at Cas, then focuses on my face. “It’s not doing you or Cas any good, Vanna.”

Lizard had said it himself; he doesn’t want Cas anywhere near him, and as for me? He couldn’t have put it any better. I’m not his type.

But it must have been hard for him to stand there this morning and hear his father deny him and then say his mother wasn’t someone he’d have gone for.

Even with her new hairdo, stylish clothes which hugged her still good figure, Lizard hadn’t given her a second glance. She wasn’t, as he’d put it so succinctly, his type.

My life might have become a living hell when he’d lost all his memory, but I couldn’t resent Liz for carrying on and living his.

Last time he recovered, I remind myself. But he’d woken a different man. A man who’s first words had been, Who the fuck are you?

It’s hard to accept he knows all these club girls intimately and I hate that they’ve had more years with him than he had with me.

As I can last envisage her, Vanna hadn’t lost all her baby weight.

Why can’t I look at her and feel horny, just as I used to?

Taking another deep breath, I wave down at my groin. “I’m not interested in her that way.”

“But I went with whores,” he repeats, torturing himself. “And Vanna used her vibrator. I sort of told her that’s all they meant to you.”

“What would you do?” I ask out of interest. “If you met me on the street as I am now? Would you give me a second look, or would you walk on by?”

I sense Vanna’s reluctant because she’ll be forced into close proximity with girls she’s too well aware I’ve fucked. I hate to have it thrown in her face, but right now there’s little to be done.

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