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Case in point, I turn my phone back on to find four missed calls from Harlon and a couple of text messages.
Check in. I need to know you’re safe.
“Another man?” Gage is across the room with me pinned to the wall of the dressing room before I can answer. His hand is around my throat while another comes and plucks my phone from my hand. His leg slips between my legs and this is how I end up with a very possessive SEAL kissing me so hard I drop my phone.
When he lets me breathe again, I see Rush has my phone in hand. Instead of flicking it on and going through my messages, they toss it aside intent on driving me crazy.
Lips are back to claim mine. Fingers caress the ridges of my ribs and I’m back to feeling hot all over again. I don’t remember dragging my nails over the flesh of Gage’s back but when he hisses and presses his hardening cock into the V of my thighs, I realize what I’ve done.
I swallow and go for the first thing that pops into my head. Which is usually the truth. “My brother. He’s the worrier of the family. I need to answer him or he’ll send the hounds.”
A prowling beast paces just under the surface. Rush and Aziel flank him, looking just as possessive. Gage’s tight expression turns from jealous to understanding, but it’s Rush and Aziel who speak for him.
“Go to him,” Rush says, getting Gage to release my throat.
“Don’t leave him worried. Meet us here tomorrow.”
I am ushered toward the dressing room door and into a waiting private car waiting outside Club Sin.
“Take her where she needs to go.” Gage leans in and brushes his lips over mine. “You escaped us tonight, sweet baby girl. But tomorrow it won’t be so easy. Sleep tight.”
My fingers ghost over the feverish tingles of his touch lingering on my throat. Is it wrong to miss the claiming grip of his hand already? Or am I learning to love my darker side?
Thirteen
Belle
It’s been four straight days of so much sex my body is ready to give out. Our show has been so successful, New York City’s branch of Club Sin is wanting us to take our show on the road.
It’s tempting. But I don’t think the men are wanting to leave their gig as SEALs to travel the country screwing me in different locations. Talk about a mid-life crisis career change.
Now that I think about it like that, it doesn’t sound too off of what Aziel would call perfection.
First, I just want to wrap up this little gig andnothave my brother find out. New York can wait.
I enter Club Sin through the side entrance intended for the workers though Raja insisted I walk through the front doors. According to him, it draws the eye of the members which leads to more visitors to the Mirror Room. I can’t bring myself to do it though. On stage, no one is paying attention to my face. I walk past them swaying my now familiar hips and dirty blonde hair, someone is bound to put two and two together.
The door closes behind me and I stash my things in the dressing room before heading out to the floor. Members are already gathering among the available lounge areas with waitresses moving through the crowd offering cocktails and cock rings all in the same breath.
It’s dark enough in here, I don’t have to worry about someone recognizing me.
Today I’ve come in early so I can catch up with my cousin. If I’m lucky she’ll help me slip out after the show. I don’t think I’ll get away from the men four nights in a row. Every night this week they’ve tried to get me back at their lake house and every night I’ve had to fight my way out of this club. Not because they have held me here, but because I struggle in sticking to my guns and keeping this as strictly pleasure.
Besides, I need to talk to my cousin about a situation I overheard on my first night here. I haven’t been able to get her alone long enough to share the hot news I picked up.
I spot the booth I reserved earlier complete with a pitcher of waiting margaritas and two cocktail glasses.
Sapphire enters with a hostess and I wave them over. I’ve worn my hair up and away from my face but I know the second my men see me they’ll loosen the high-swept ponytail and not be happy until my hair hangs loose. The clinging white wrap-around dress I picked for tonight hugs my breasts and I’ve caught the eye of a few single men looking to hook up with someone willing to share their evening. They can look all they want, but these curves belong to three other men.
Sapphire’s shimmery dress highlights her blue eyes and I swear she is a walking diamond who catches everyone’s eye as she passes. Including the Southern Alliance’s.
Sapphire and the hostess weave through the crowd and I swear with my hand over my heart the closer Sapphire gets the more irritated she seems.
“I’ll leave you now, Ms. Constantine. Enjoy your stay with Club Sin.”
“Thank you.”
The hostess leaves. No sooner are we left alone do I throw my arms around my friend.
