Rebel POV.
FOUR HOURS PREVIOUS!
Walking back into the club holding Alexei’s hand, we have decided to take them all tonight. Over the past two nights, we have gotten closer to Colton, Sara, Roman, Tyler, Karl, Scott, and Elliott.
They are boring and I have had to control myself to not kill Sara where she sits. We have walked around the club watching and listening. Alexei and I never indulge in the scenes that are happening.
He told them he was the only one who was allowed to touch me and we were there to observe to see what I may be comfortable with. Which makes me chuckle.
One of the scenes had us both stopping, and I had to tilt my head to the side. As I watched as a woman who was naked and was strapped belly down over a bench. Her wrists and ankles cuffed to the legs of the bench, her ass and glistening pussy were exposed. She had a ball gag in her mouth as the three men all brought her to the brink with toys and caresses and then they denied her, her orgasm.
They kept her on edge until she was sobbing and trying her best to beg over the ball gag in her mouth and a vibrator in her pussy and one in her ass. They eventually gave her what she wanted. She came screaming and soaked them.
“Do you think you would enjoy that?” Alexei says, making sure we are heard as we both know our targets will be around lurking like pervs in the dark.
“Da, I think I would. But you know me. I’m a brat and stubborn.” I say with a slight chuckle in my fake Russian accent and he chuckles as he leads me towards another room and we watch from outside. He stands at my back as we watch the scene.
A man is secured to the St Andrews cross as his mistress walks around him wearing a leather thong and thigh high latex high heeled boots with a riding crop in her hand. She moves the soft leather up the inside of his thighs and he jolts. When she steps back and smacks his ass with it. The sound of the leather on his flesh can be heard. He moans, his head thrown back.
I could see Dylan on that cross with me and Dante, both delivering slight pain to heighten his pleasure. I’m sure they both could teach me a thing or two. Which, in all honesty, they do.
The man on the cross is begging his mistress for more and she changes tactics, moving to the wall which has different paddles and whips. She takes a broad paddle fur on one side and leather on the other. She smacks her hand slightly and he jolts.
“How about this?” Alexei asks me and I smirk and turn to look at him.
“I’m not telling.” I say with a small smile on my face.
“Ok, you two fucking focus. The morons are moving to your location. Stay where you are and Rebel act aroused.” Candy tells me in my ear. I turn back around and Alexei places his hand on my stomach and brings me backwards to his chest. He is not aroused, which I am thankful for.
“Oh, there you both are.” Her voice grates on my nerves, but I fight the need to kill her now, as I turn my head to look at her as she approaches with Colton.
“Oh, where you both looking for us?” I ask, and she smiles at me. She looks me up and down like she wants to devour me. No thanks, I wouldn’t touch her pussy if my life depended on it. And I have had a few pussies and cocks, for that matter.
“Yes, Colt, and I wanted to invite you both to our private room. Don’t worry, we won’t do anything you don’t want to do. We thought we would like to get to know you both a lot better. After all, you are both fascinating people and I am always a great judge of character.” She says as she giggles. Colt kisses her head as she clings to him like the leech she is.
“I bet. Sure, why not. We could use a drink to calm us down.” Alexei says and I look up at him and he winks at me.
He takes my hand in his, and we follow behind them.
“We move when we get in there. Do you have the serum?” I ask him in a low voice, and he nods his head. I smirk before I school my expression as we follow them to a room.
We enter the room and my eyes nearly bug out of their sockets. The other five men are having a damn orgy with two women. I rein in my shock, not expecting to see this. But then again, I am in a damn sex club.
I ignore the moans and screams of pleasure from both women as they are getting railed. Even if they sound fake as fuck.
One woman has Roman thrusting in her mouth and Tyler and Karl fucking her in her pussy. The other woman is leaning on all fours as she sucks the other woman’s nipples as Elliott and Scott fuck her in the ass and pussy. Bravo to both of them.
Sara is watching Alexei with lust in her eyes, and Colt is watching me. Sara pats the seat next to her. Her long tanned legs crossed. I smirk at her as Alexei and I both walked toward them.
“Come, sit and tell me more about yourself.” Who the fuck does this whore think she is? The fucking queen? I think not, but I will indulge her if only to keep up appearances.
The moans get louder and the sound of skin on skin more vigorous. Sara looks from me to the scenes playing out not too far from where we are sitting.
“Is this something you would ever do?” Colt asks me, lust evident in his eyes as he scans my body.
“Da, but Alexei gets jealous when another man touches me. He is a master and the definition of an alpha male.” I say, chuckling as Alexei squeezes my thigh and I look at him and lean on him.
“Isn’t that right, baby?” I say with a slight purr to my tone and he growls, narrowing his eyes at me.
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