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Here, the walls all looked the same.
Black, with gold torches.
And doors that apparently appeared and disappeared at will.
Even if I escaped, I’d never find my way out of this place.
Trippy and Caramel—those were their names now, as far as I was concerned—rolled me along, their mocking laughter contained behind unrestrained hands. They were probably laughing because once upon a time, they’d been exactly where I was right now—tormented and licked and teased to the point that it actually hurt.
My pussy throbbed, swollen and empty. I was so horny that I could’ve made myself come just by squeezing my thighs together enough, but the spreader bar kept them apart, leaving me exposed.
Maybe I could figure out a way to use this leash hanging from my neck...
I tried to imagine the leash floating up and rubbing against my crotch, but it didn’t budge. I’d been able to imagine things with Chess and Hatter. I’d changed the color of my dress. I’d conjured a frying pan to fight the Red Queen’s soldiers. So why the hell wasn’t my imagination working here?
Maybe I was too distracted?
Ransom had edged me for what felt like hours, his hot, slick tongue bringing me to the brink again and again only to stop short, leaving me aching and desperate. I’d been so close when he pulled away, sliding his cock along my clit before thrusting into the mouth of some random bunny boy.
I closed my eyes as I recalled the look on Ransom’s gorgeous face when he came. My pussy throbbed at the memory of his voice, his sighs of relief, and heat began pooling low in my belly once more.
It wasn’t fair.
That arrogant asshole pissed me off so much, yet somehow he’d made me beg for his tongue and his dick in a matter of hours. When he came down the throat of his favorite boy toy instead of inside me, I nearly sobbed in frustration.
And that cock of his...
Holy fuckingshit! Whatwasthat?
I thought I’d seen everything the first time I laid eyes on Chess’s demon dong. Ransom’s had a similar bulbous texture, wound in a thick cord of muscle that spiraled along the length. It almost looked like two cocks wrapped around each other...
But that was impossible.
Wasn’t it?
Who the fuck knew? This was Wonderland, a world ruled by imagination...and a psycho fae queen. Ransom’s entire attitude shifted when he’d mentioned her, making me wonder if there was some kind of beef between them.
I knew that she’d killed the Red King, who happened to be Callister’s brother. And Callister and Ransom were friends.
Seemed like enough reason to hate the bitch.
The sensation of drool seeping down my bottom lip pulled me out of my private thoughts. It fell onto the top of my tits as I was wheeled closer to an ornate set of black double doors with a golden rabbit insignia.
Two male sex bunnies grasped the door handles, glancing at me before sharing a look with Trippy and Caramel. I wasn’t sure if they were plotting against me or planning to fuck me. Either way, I didn’t trust them.
The doors parted, and my jaw would’ve dropped if there wasn’t a fucking gold ball stuffed in my mouth.
My eyes widened, taking in the sight of what could only be The Rabbit Hole.
The opulence hit my like a brick wall. This club was unlike anything I’d ever seen before...and I’d been to Ibiza and Monaco multiple times.
This was sin and decadence given form. A temple devoted to lust and desire.
I got the feeling that I was about to become a sacrifice on its altar.
The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and expensive cologne. The walls were covered in black material that looked like crocodile skin, while huge gold chandeliers dripping with crystals hung overhead...big enough to swing from.
Every surface was plush black velvet or leather, and gold accents glittered under the warm golden lights. Sex bunnies served drinks and more to eager patrons. The air was alive with laughter, drunken shouts, and moans of ecstasy.
