Page 37 of Whispered Surrender


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I nod. “I’m glad you told me, that makes me feel better about the situation. Where is the little whore now?” I say, finishing the last of my lemony shrimp and swiping another.

Her face falls.

“Are you going to tell me where she is?” I ask.

“She’s in the security room, probably trying to cozy up to Jay.”

I raise my eyebrows. “I think I’m going to get dressed and have a little fun. Give me a few moments,” I say, heading back into the bedroom and to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and put a bit of makeup on, brush my hair until it shines, and slip out of my robe. The nightgown is pale, not see through, but it doesn’t hide much if you have a good imagination.

I slide into a pair of my signature stilettos and walk back into the main cabin, where Serena is putting away the shrimp. Her eyes widen, and slowly her lips turn up into a broad smile. “I think the boys may be hungry, let’s take them in some snacks,” I say, sliding a couple platters of cheese and sausage out of the cooler.

“Are you serious?” Serena says, smiling widely.

“Oh, honey, I am so serious right now. Come along, you wouldn’t want to miss the show. Curtain’s up in two minutes,” I say, handing Serena a tray and sashaying past her holding my own dish of snacks as we head toward the door that will lead me into the security room.

She opens the entrance with her free hand, allowing me to sashay into the dim room before she cuts on the lights. The men all look up as we enter and their eyes widen as I walk toward them with Serena behind me. Jay is sitting at a table with four other men, and Brigett is seated next to him. He is scowling, focused on the iPad in front of him.

“Fuck,” one of the security guards says, and Jay looks up, taking my apparel in from the lacy top of my nightgown right to the tips of my toes, painted red and encased in Louboutin five-inch fuck-me heels.

“Hello boys, I woke up hungry and Serena and I thought you may need some refreshments for the evening. I know Jay does since he’s expended all of his energy and needs to recharge,” I say, sauntering to the table and placing the platters of cheese and sausage in front of them before walking around the table to where he sits next to Brigett.

He is livid and pulls back his chair in an attempt to get up, but I slide onto his lap before he can. “Lover, you work so hard, I brought you some food,” I say, placing my arms around his neck and kissing his lips as I curl my body into his lap. His arms come around me and pull me closer. “Throw me that blanket on the couch,” he growls to one of his men, and in less than a minute he has covered me from their sight. Brigett stands up, glares at me, and marches out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Serena’s eyes are dancing with delight, and I give her the thumbs up.

“Dammit, we were hoping with Jay off the market we could get a little action tonight,” Cole says.

“Oh, I like the sound of her banging anyone but my man. Let’s play a little game. First one that gets her into bed tonight gets 500 dollars,” I say, and Jay laughs out loud, gripping me by the nape and pulling me back hard against his body.

“Game on boys! She’s all yours,” he says, smiling widely at all of us.

“Serena, please join us,” I say, gesturing to the evacuated seat next to Jay and myself.

“It’s okay, I can come back to replenish and clean up later,” she says awkwardly.

“Please sit here, the guys aren’t going to hit on you. Are you, boys?” I say, narrowing my eyes at each of them as I make my way around the table. They shake their heads in agreement. “Serena is not like that skank, and I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable to be in the same room with all of you wolves,” I say.

“Serena, I give you my word, you have nothing to worry about. Take a seat,” Jay says, gesturing to the chair beside us.

“Thank you,” Serena says demurely, walking around the table and sliding in beside us. “So what card game are we playing?” I ask.

“New game, let’s play rummy,” Jay says, scooping up the cards that are in front of him and the person to his side, but not fast enough for me to grab the ones sitting in front of Dereck.

“Hmm, so we were playing poker?” I say, flipping my fingers one by one through the cards. “Give me the hands you have,” I say to Cole.

He lowers his head and passes them over. I look at the two hands and compare them to the ones in my hands. I point. “You would have won this round, no doubt,” I say, and smile widely at his look of disbelief. “So, let’s play. Who’s dealing,” I say, and turn to look at Serena. “You know how to play rummy?” I ask.

“I do, my brothers all play rummy,” Serena says, smiling widely.

“Can you take your eyes off that computer for a few minutes and play with us,” I ask Jay and am rewarded with a smirk.

“Deal, Angel,” he says.

An hour later I’m still curled up in Jay’s lap, under the blanket with this hard cock pressing into me as we play cards with his team and Serena. She is winning and grinning from ear to ear, clearly enjoying the dismay of the men.

I take my phone out and send Jay a text.

What would you like to bet if you had a better hand?

Angel, we’ve bypassed those little games. You’ve taken this to a new level. I want your ass.

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