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I followed his gaze to see a soldier in a mask leading a giggling bunny into a dark corner of the room. Another one was buying a drink for a masked man standing at a roulette wheel, his fingertips dancing along his back.
Ransom's lips curled into a sly smile. “Roxanne’s soldiers will never find you amidst all the costumes and chaos and pleasure.”
“She doesn't need to find me," I pointed out, remembering a movie I’d recently seen. "All she needs to do is start killing people until I give myself up.”
Ransom waved a dismissive hand. "She won't do that. Not yet, at least. Roxanne loves games, and she’ll want to draw this out as long as possible." His gaze darkened. "But we must be ready to spring into action the moment she makes her move."
His words didn’t do much to soothe my anxiety. The waiting and watching were almost worse than knowing what I was supposed to do with the Vorpal Sword.
Ransom leaned down and nuzzled against my cheek. "Patience, bunny. The time will come soon enough. I’m going to go mingle with my guests. I suggest you do the same. Don’t worry—Callister and Hatter won’t leave you alone for a second. Chess will let you know when it’s time to act.”
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed Callister's hand and forced my feet to move, leading him onto the crowded dance floor. I let myself be swept up in the beat of the music, and I melted against his hard, muscular heat, our bodies moving in time with the seductive rhythm.
“Ransom sure trained you well,” he said in my ear as one song blended into another. I looked up into his eyes and saw pure lust staring back at me.
“How do you mean?”
“I didn’t think you’d have the stamina to take three cocks in one sitting, but you proved me wrong. We didn’t exactly go easy on you.”
“Yeah, I can tell. I’m pretty sore right now.”
Callister’s eyes puckered as if he was caught between pleasure and pain. Then he pulled me close, dancing slow, grinding his hard-on against me through our clothes.
“You shouldn’t tell me things like that. It just makes me want to fuck your bruised cunt even harder.”
Although I ached from what he and his friends had done to me earlier, heat began to pool in my core. I wrapped my bare arms around him, moving in harmony with him on the dance floor. I pressed my face against the side of his hood.
“I love knowing how bad you wanna fuck my poor, aching pussy. You guys fuckingwreckedme down there. No wonder you wanted to fuck me last.”
“Wait until Chess gets in on the fun. Your pussy will be nothing but a stretched out, cum-filled, gaping, dripping gash between your legs.”
“Is that what you want?” I teased. Callister groaned and I had my answer. “You want me broken in and loaded with hot, wet cum just for you?”
He groaned again, this time louder.
“Fuuuuuuck...”
He flipped me around so that my back was pressed against him. I half expected him to cut a hole in his cloak and slip his cock into me.
Instead, he maneuvered his fingers through the leg of my panties and slipped a finger inside my wetness.
“How are you so fucking tight after what we did to you?”
“I dunno. I do kegels. Maybe that’s it?” Just to prove my point, I squeezed him as hard as I could. I imagined trapping his finger inside my magic pussy and not letting go.
“I hate to break up all the fun, but it’s time,” said Chess from above me. I looked up and saw nothing.
“Can you let me go?” Callister asked. “My finger’s stuck.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Wish I was.” I tried stepping away from him, but he was right. My pussy was clamped down on him like a vise.
I closed my eyes and imagined my pussy relaxing and opening up, ready to take any cock that it encountered. Within a few seconds, Callister’s finger slid out, leaving a warm wet trail on my inner thigh. He brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean.
Suddenly his head jerked to one side, like someone had slapped him.
“Enough screwing around!” Chess hissed. “Ransom’s about to bring the Red Queen upstairs. Hatter’s waiting in the hall. Now hurry!”
