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“Anyway, moving on to Ivan or Umbra as we know him better. There was an incident with Natalia’s dance school a while back, and Umbra, who is my Father’s enforcer, was sent away on a long-term mission. I do not know where or what he was doing. That was his punishment for touching what wasn’t his to touch.” I look over at Nat and move one of my hands to her thick thigh, squeezing it, so she knows I’m here and she’s okay.
“While Umbra was gone, my Father had a man by the name of Alek move up in the operation to enforcer in NYC until Ivan could or would come back. Then, just shy of a year ago, Ivan came home but was immediately sent to Las Vegas. Alek was transferred here to keep watch over a mole within your ranks.” I know one of them will interrupt, so before they can say a word, I throw a hand in the air. “No, I do not know who the mole is, sorry.” They all sigh and nod their heads letting me continue.
“Before Umbra left, I overheard him and my father having a conversation. The conversation was about how my father was now deep into the skin game. That he had a special delivery being sent to Vegas that Ivan would be in charge of and permitted to enjoy. However, myself and especially Natalia could never know of the package. I would never sit on the sidelines or rule a kingdom that profits off of selling humans. I knew I had to follow Ivan to Las Vegas and see what was going on.” Turning to Nat and staring into her deep green eyes, I catch a tear running down her face. I wipe it away with my thumb and then put my thumb in my mouth. “Don’t cry,Malyshka.I am here now, and I am going nowhere. We will get Katia back.”
She nods her head at me and whispers, “I know we will, Alexie. I love you.”
“So I got the flight plans and followed Ivan to Las Vegas. When we got there, I followed him to a place calledCooters Clubhouse.I couldn’t go inside because I would give myself away if he saw me, but I was able to find out it was not your typical strip club. Cooters is more of a high-end gentlemen’s club. The dancers are top-notch, they serve you a steak dinner with your show, and they even have a fancy dress code for the patrons. I didn’t really have a plan or know what I would walk into. However, after doing some surveillance, the package that was delivered was Katia. She’s forced to dance, which isn’t the worst part since she liked to strip before she was taken. It’s that she’s living with Ivan, and some nights she’s forced to go into the backroom with certain clients who expect more than just a lap dance from a sexy woman.”
“You just left her there?”Malyshkasobs. I grab her face and turn to stare into her eyes so that she knows how serious I am.
“Zaychik, if I could have brought her safely home, I would have. It wasn’t safe for me or her to try to pull her out of there. I had to get more information to know who and what I was dealing with.” She nods her head, knowing I would never hurt her like that.
“So I did the next thing I could think of on short notice. I snagged two men working atCootersand tortured them for information. Now, before any of you start bitching, I was on limited time and resources, and well, I have zero fucking regrets.” I look around the table, checking to make sure they all understand just how serious I am.
“After using some of my more creative torture techniques, which I won’t get into, I withdrew valuable information. My father has been in the skin trade for a while, and I was none the wiser. Also, Katia was taken to Vegas for a debt that I didn’t know about either. She couldn’t pay it, so they took her to Vegas to train the new dancers. She’s the best, so they have her teaching the new girls and guys how to work their bodies. I also found out that once a month, there’s an auction held where they sell off the new‘merchandise’acquired. There are no rules, and anything goes. If you’re the highest bidder, then that person is now yours to do with whatever you want.”
Natalia is almost unconsolable now. “Are they going to sell Katia? When? We have to stop that from happening!” she cries out desperately.
I grab a hold of her face, squeezing her cheeks firmly. “Natalia! Snap out of it!” I command her. “Have I ever let you down? Have I ever not completed a mission? We will get our best friend back, no matter what. Do you understand me? Now, get your head in the game and stop the hysterics. You are not helping Katia with the waterworks.”
She nods her head at me and sniffles once more. I lean forward and kiss the tip of her nose. “Good girl, now we know the next auction will be this month. I’m just not sure when. It’s in Las Vegas atCooters,but that’s all I know.”
I stand, pulling Nat up with me and looking around the table at the teamMalyshkahas found herself on. “You all need to figure out who the fuck is the inside man, or no plan we come up with will work.”
Growling can be heard around the table from all three men, yet none of them say a word to me because they know I’m right. However, Rainbow Sparkle can’t seem to stay silent. She hurriedly stands from the table and claps her hands together gleefully.
“I like you! Like a lot! Nat, if you didn’t snatch him up, well, let’s just say Mr.-Dark-and-Crazy will be joining my little fan club with Lane,” she says as she bats her long lashes at me.
I throw her a wink, which has her throwing a hand to her forehead, closing her eyes while tilting her head back slightly, and sighing as she says, ‘swoon’. I chuckle at her theatrics and turn to Nat, asking if she is coming to my room with me or going back to wherever they are making her stay. She shrugs her shoulders and looks around, waiting for an answer herself.
Rainbow Sparkle comes to the rescue again. “Personally, I think you all owe Nat an apology. Yes, she lied, but now we know it was for good reason. She should have never been in the basement or had any of the hateful, vile things that I heard said about her. So, I think Nat should be able to come and go as she pleases. She had, and still has, my unwavering trust.” With that, she bounces from the room to the front door and leaves.
I decide to say one last thing before I head to my room. “Rainbow Sparkle is right. My girl is fucking flawless. She’s loyal to a fault, and this time you guys were in the crossfire. Imagine loving someone so much you’d betray others you also love. She didn’t fuck with you all to be mean or for my father to gain anything. She betrayed you because her love is so intense for me she was willing to risk anything to find me.”
The room is silent, and then Stryker finally speaks up. “You’re not wrong, but the fact still stands that we trusted her, and she didn’t trust us back in the same manner. She could have told us what was going on, and I think I speak for all of us here when I say, we would have helped her find you. Yes, I understand why she did it, but it still hurt this team. So, for now, I’d prefer Nat to stay in King’s room as we had planned.”
Malyshkanods her head and says she understands, then she turns to me to give me a kiss. I grab her and throw her up on the table, moving to stand between her legs. I ignore the throbbing pain shooting in my shoulder from my wound, needing to claim my woman. Immediately owning her lips with mine, I growl against her mouth, “They can’t keep me away from my pussy much longer,Zaychik.I will have what is mine back where it belongs.” She whines as I pull back and give her a peck on each eyelid before I am interrupted by the leader of their group clearing his throat, saying, “Goodnight, Mr. Volkov.” I turn and strut from the room.
Entering my sleeping quarters, I walk directly into the bathroom to check my wound in the mirror and take a shower. It twinged in pain when I picked my girl up and placed her on the table. Nothing will stop me from reminding her she is mine, even if I might share her. Pulling the bandage off, I see the stitches are still in place, but the wound is looking a little red and angry. Opening the drawer beside the sink, I grab some antibiotic ointment and slather it over the wound before redressing it. I still need to shower, so I grab a waterproof wound care sheet and stick it over the dressing.
Turning the water on, I undress while I wait for the shower to reach my desired temperature. Once my clothes are off and shoved into the hamper by the door, I open the glass door and step into the steamy shower. Letting the hot water rain down on me, I grab the bar of soap I was given and wash up. I wasn’t given anything in the way of shampoo, so I use this gross-ass bar of soap on my hair too. I’m rinsing the soap from my hair and scalp when a memory ofMalyshkaon her knees in front of me pops into my head. The way she sank to the shower floor without me even telling her to. How she licked me from root to tip before engulfing my cock in her hot, little mouth. I groan, and immediately, the sound snaps me out of my little daydream.
Now a whole new issue plagues me. My cock is hard as stone and weeping from the tip. I look down, grabbing my cock with my right hand and squeezing it. Keeping my shaft in my fisted hand, I give it one pump from bottom to top. The friction tugs on the barbells I have running up my length. Using my left hand, I grab the godforsaken bar of soap and create a little lather in my hands.That should do.
Reaching down, I start my mission over again. Grabbing my cock but using a different angle. Readjusting, so the palm of my hand is on the top side of my cock, and my fingers are on the bottom side, allowing each finger to bump against my piercings. I squeeze tightly and pump my cock up and down at a punishing pace. Before I know it, I’m groaning Nat’s name, and my release is shooting out onto the tile walls.
Taking the soap, I wash up again real quick just to be sure I’ve cleaned all the evidence of my solo fun time down the drain. Stepping out of the shower, I grab a towel and dry off quickly before putting on some sweatpants that were sent up to me for my stay here. Looking in the mirror, I gently pull off the waterproof wound sheet, making sure the dressing stayed dry.
I walk from the bathroom and lay in bed. I close my eyes, thinking ofMalyshkaand how I can’t wait for her to be sleeping next to me, wrapped in my arms.
Stryker
Sittinghere,acrossthetable from Nat and Alexie, is a struggle. They’re so comfortable with each other and have an effortless affection toward one another. It’s sickening. I explain to them they still have to stay in separate rooms, and selfishly, it’s more so for my benefit. Right as Alexie gets up to return to his room, he reaches down, picking my Little Fox up by her ass and placing her on the table while claiming her in a fiery kiss. It is definitely Volkov’s version of pissing on her, like a dog claiming his territory. He looks over her shoulder at Conrad, King, and me, winking, so we all know it too. I am not normally one to be jealous, but this act makes me want to punch him in the fucking face. At the same time, it’s so fucking hot that I can feel myself getting hard under the table, which causes me to adjust myself discreetly.
I give a fake cough to interrupt them. “Goodnight, Mr. Volkov,” I throw at them in an annoyed tone. Alexie finishes the goodbye and goes up to his room. I decide we need to order some dinner, which causes a whole other argument because no one is hungry for the same thing.
“How about pizza? that sounds so good right now, maybe a goat cheese and pear one. Or I just heard about a new place that has wood-fired pizza, and they have peanut butter and jelly pizza,” Conrad suggests, and King just gives him a disgusted look.
