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Even so, she does seem to enjoy Alana’s hands on her.
Every so often, Zoe’s eyes will meet mine across the space, filled with desire I know she wants to sate, but isn’t yet sure how to.
When our new club brother lifts Beth into his arms and lays her on a table, I know this party is about to turn into a fucking orgy, and I wonder if I should get Zoe out of here before that happens.
I don’t know all the horror she was exposed to while with the Reapers, but I have no doubt there were orgies there too, and I get the feeling they aren’t so thoughtful of the women they use for sex. Will watching an all-out orgy trigger Zo?
She does like to watch though, and she didn’t shy away from watching Alana and Slasher a few days ago.
Maybe it’s just Alana she likes watching.
Fuck. No. Stop thinking that way.
“It’s a pity Zoe isn’t into sex right now,” Slasher mutters, without warning continuing the conversation I’ve spaced out on. “I wouldn’t mind watching her and Alana together.”
Even though a growl of disapproval rumbles in my chest, the thought makes my dick hard.
I’m not into Alana, but fuck if it wouldn’t be hot watching Zoe experience pleasure from a chick.
Slasher chuckles. “Bro, my eyes would be glued to Alana, mostly. Don’t fucking kill me for liking the idea of it.”
“Mostly,” I grumble, and Slasher chuckles.
“You’re such a possessive prick.”
“Don’t you fucking forget it. And if the girls wanna explore each other, I’ll be the only man in the fucking room.”
Slasher growls this time, and I chuckle. “Who’s a possessive prick now?”
“Fuck off,” he mutters, and we both smirk, continuing to watch the two girls dance while everyone else falls into an orgy.
A good half an hour goes by with the sounds of fucking blending with the music, and Alana and Zoe stay attached, hands held as they round the group, watching like it’s their live entertainment.
I can tell Zoe is aroused, not just by the strain of her nipples under my t-shirt, or the way she presses her thighs together on occasion, but it’s the heat in her eyes every time she glances at me. The way her cheeks are flushed and her plump lips part as she dances pressed close to Alana while watching me.
My dick is as hard as fuck, and I’m happy when my club brothers start taking the party and the Cunts to their rooms, leaving only Tex, Slasher, Alana and Zoe behind.
As if on cue, the music slows, and fuck the girls move closer, dancing against each other right in front of the table Slasher and I are at.
“Tex. That will be all,” I call, and he chuckles, muttering a goodnight as he hangs up his apron behind the bar and leaves the main room.
“You two sure do like dancing together,” Slasher smirks, taking another swig of his beer, and Alana shoots him a wicked grin, filled with sin and dirty thoughts.
Fuck.
“You like her hands on you, Princess?”
My words don’t shock Zoe, her lips spreading into a smile as she nods.
“They are soft, and small.”
“The opposite of a man’s.” I acknowledge the obvious and when she nods, I push for more. “So her hands and the press of her body against yours doesn’t bring forth bad memories?”
Zoe frowns for a moment, and a look of regret crosses her features.
“It’s okay, Zo. It makes sense.”
Her lips part to say something, but it’s Alana who speaks.
