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“No,” she said, tugging at the hem of her sequined skirt as we started driving again.
“Good,” Preston said. “No one likes a loose whore.”
“How many people are going to be there, exactly?”
“Fifty men and fifty women get invitations every year,” he said. “They won’t all want a turn, but we put that on the contract for legal reasons. There are four of you in the Den and one outside. She’s strictly on the pole. The rest of you can choose whether to do more, but you’re not being paid for that.”
“For legal reasons,” she muttered.
“What’s the Den?” I whispered to Colt.
“The Den of Iniquities,” he said, giving me a devious grin and stroking along my slit with the tip of his thumb. “For depraved Darlings and their debauchery.”
“The full ten thousand has already been transferred,” Preston went on. “But there’s a hold on it until our grandfather gives the go-ahead to release it after a satisfactory report from us. If you don’t follow through, you still get the one-thousand retainer for the pole performance.”
“What’s this?” she asked, lifting the first page.
“An NDA. Everyone who enters the Den has to sign one, including guests. There are no phones allowed past the front doors, so don’t worry, there won’t be any pictures or evidence that can come back and haunt you later. The next page is a contract for consent, saying you consent to everything that happens to you inside the Den. Again, for legal reasons.”
“What is he talking about?” I whispered to Colt.
“Never hired an adult entertainer?” he asked, wiggling his finger inside me and making me have to slap a hand over my mouth so I didn’t whimper aloud. It was dark already, but everyone in the car could see what he was doing if they looked. I hoped they’d all see, so they knew he was mine.
And then we passed a streetlight, and I saw that Colt’s other hand was under her dress now.
“Colt,” I hissed.
“Ready for that preview?” he asked her. “We get first go. Show me what you’ve got to work with.”
He pulled his hand from her skirt and unzipped his pants. Then he pulled his thing out right there in the middle of the back seat! I gasped, my gaze flying to his cousins up front. But he just lifted up, never taking his hand from between my legs, and pulled out his wallet. He flipped it open and reached a thumb and finger inside, pulling out a condom. When he handed it tothe other girl, she didn’t hesitate before rolling it down over him. He pulled her onto his lap, and I just sat there frozen while he pushed her forward and positioned himself at her entrance. Then he lifted his hips up, sliding into her.
I didn’t know what to do. The girl started moving, and I just sat there watching her butt go up and down as she leaned forward between the front seats and braced her elbows on the console. Colt’s head dropped back, his eyes falling closed.
He swirled his finger slowly in a circle, putting pressure on a different place inside me each second. It made me dizzy with pleasure, but shame burned through me. He was literally inside someone else at the same time. I thought I’d be special if I showed up with them, but he wasn’t even looking at me. I was like an afterthought now, while the hot girl rode him for the rest of the way to the party. He leaned over after a minute and tried to kiss me, but I turned my head away. His eyes were blurry with lust, and I knew he didn’t care that I was here at all.
When we finally pulled through a huge gate and up to the legendary Darling Estate, which looked like some kind of celebrity resort, I couldn’t even marvel at the fact that I was finally seeing the place I’d heard about all my life. I was too mad.
“Air out my fucking car,” Devlin snapped, parking in the lot. “It smells like a crawfish boil in here.”
He climbed out and slammed the door, hurrying through the rain toward the manor house.
“Cum or get off my cousin’s dick,” Preston said to the other redhead. “I’m sure he’ll find you later.”
“Hold on,” Colt said. “I’m almost there.”
He gave a couple more thrusts, his finger straining inside me, and then he groaned and leaned forward over her back, breathing hard. I wanted to murder her. Not only was she hotter and older and the one he chose, but she had to be a redhead too. I couldn’t even be special for that.
At last, the girl slid off Colt’s lap, and he fixed himself and zipped up. Only when she got out did he have room to scoot away from me, letting my legs open enough to free his hand.
I yanked open the door and tumbled out, barely keeping my feet, and ran toward the side of the house. I didn’t look where I was going, and I didn’t turn back when Colt called my name.
“Dog got loose,” Preston yelled, cruel laughter following behind me. “Better call animal control.”
eighteen
Rumor Has It…The false queen has fallen so far even her family doesn’t want anything to do with her. Will she finally admit defeat and go to the public school where she belongs, or will we have to endure another semester with the usurper in our midst?
Gloria Walton
