Chapter 1
Anton
I’m going to kill him, that’s for sure. Death’s hand reaches up and hits the back of my head, hard. It’s the second time he’s done that.
Deep breaths.
Oh, fuck it! Turning around fast, my hand connects with his stomach. He bends, over losing his breath, then stands again going to repeat the same action on me. I jump back out of his reach and laugh at him.
“Knock it off, you two. Fuck!” Viktor’s voice breaks our stare, and when we turn, they’re all watching us, laughing. Giving Death a hit to the arm, I walk off to sit down.
Freya is speaking to Elina, and Pollie is sitting down waiting for Death to go back to her. The prick, I should have hit him harder. It started because I called him a cunt-stuffer, then he thought to shut me up he could smack the back of my head. Fucker!
Looking around, everyone is coupled, literally everyone.
I want to go and see her, I need to touch her.
“You’re all coming with me.” I stare at the boys with a ‘don’t you dare look,’ and they all look up, apart from Death who’s now glued to Pollie, so I say, “You too, fucker.” Ah, that gets his attention.
“If you’re chasing her again…” Viktor doesn’t finish. Instead he shakes his head then finishes with, “Man, give it up.”
“Fuck off! I’m going to tap that ass tonight. I need backup to make me look cool and shit.”
“Yeah, that’s right… and shit.” Death mimics my words but somehow turns them around on me, and now I want to punch the shit out of him again.
“Go with him,” I hear Pollie say.
Raising an eyebrow at Death I wait for him to tell her no, which I realize will never happen. He turns back and kisses her softly on the lips. Death isn’t soft unless it’s with Pollie.
They all start standing and kissing their partners as they ready themselves to leave. I should feel left out, but I don’t. That isn’t me. However, I do want to see a sweet piece of ass tonight, and I plan to hit that ass hard.
“Come the fuck on, I don’t have all damn night,” Viktor says while walking out.
Kazier shakes his head at Viktor, who obviously doesn’t want to leave Freya.
Viktor climbs in the driver’s seat as Kazier takes up the passenger seat next to him. Death and I scoot into the back as he starts the car.
“Where to?” Viktor pulls out, and I give him the name of the strip club. He groans, but Kazier laughs and Death doesn’t say a word as we drive. The discussion is boring, nothing fancy and nothing worth my time to join in on the drive. The moment we arrive, my hand goes over my hair to smooth it out, making sure it’s perfect. Pulling my jacket up at the collar, I turn to see all eyes are on me and some are laughing. Death, of course, is just staring like I have a second head. I wonder if I should tell the bastard he does.
Walking to the door first, they all follow behind. This isn’t our usual strip club, but this is the place she works so I’ve discovered.
Finding her was easy. The name she gave me was false, of course, but seeing her that one night at the club made me want more. So I talked to the bartender, well, let’s just say my fists got the information out of him that I needed that Death couldn’t get for me.
It’s been two months since I had her last, two weeks since I saw her last, and I still can’t get her out of my mind. She’s magic, or maybe that’s a magic pussy, but either way, she has me fascinated.
I figure three times—three times is all I need from her. She must give herself to me three more times, and that should sustain me.
Kazier pushes the door open and we walk in. It’s dark, and the first thing you see is the stage, where there’s a woman wearing only nipple covers on her tits. They all start walking to the bar, but I stay exactly where I am with my eyes searching for her.
“A private room, perhaps?” a sultry voice asks next to me.
Standing there next to me is a blonde with a gorgeous figure and huge tits. Shaking my head, I stop, look her over, and put on my lady-melting smirk. It gets them every time.
“Is Jade working tonight?”
The blonde blushes under all her make-up but manages to nod her head.
Pulling out a wad of money, I place it in her hand and give her a panty-dropping wink. “I’ll wait for her in the room.”
She doesn’t answer, just watches me.
Behind her are the private rooms, so I walk into the first one available and close the door after me, dropping my butt on the loveseat across from the stage. A waitress walks in, dressed in more than the dancers, she takes my drink order, then she walks out and comes back straight away with my order. As she walks out again, the lights dim and the stage lights up.
Pushing back and stretching my arms up behind my head, I make myself comfortable while waiting for Jade to step out on stage. I want to claim her just two more times. Use those times to rid her from my system, because there’s no way in hell I’m becoming one of those boys in there that are tied to one pussy for the rest of my life. That shit will not happen.
While scratching my jaw she walks out with a blonde wig on her head, but it’s her. I recognize her with those tattoos on her hips, the way her breasts rise and fall on her chest, I know her only too well. Just from one night, one long, extraordinary night, I learned every inch of her.
Jade doesn’t look down at me, but her hips start swaying to the music, her hands running along her gorgeous body, the same one I want my hands all over. Her fingers grip the pole, and she dips back, her blonde hair dropping down her back.
“Lose the wig,” I say, waiting for her to answer or do so, but she does neither, choosing to ignore whoever called it out to her. When I grabbed her ass two weeks ago, she slapped me across the face and walked off. Now I’m keeping my hands to myself so she’ll come to me, because I know she will. I have the cash, and those bills tell me she will.
The music picks up its beat and the short top that’s covering her tits comes off first as she grinds her body onto the pole. Jade stands back, walks to the end of the stage, and I can now see her clearly. She doesn’t once look straight at me. Instead, she chooses to look to the ground or behind my head as she drops her mini skirt, leaving her in only heels and a thin piece of material covering her pussy. She walks down the steps, a seductress in every stride until she reaches me.
And that’s when she looks up, that’s when she notices me.
Her hands pause on my chest, and her body stops moving. She was swaying, ready to give me my lap dance.
“You,” she hisses. Jade goes to step back, but I have her trapped, my hands are on her ass, squeezing it just a little until her eyes go wide and she slaps me across the face as she tries to pull back and away from me.
“I’ve missed you.”
She scowls at me, hisses even at my words. That’s when we both turn as someone coughs from the same room we’re in. All three boys are standing there watching us. No, watching her.
My hands cover her ass which earns me another smack, this one lands across my chest. She pulls back as I turn to speak, taking advantage of my lack of attention and she manages to pull away. Jade smiles when she’s free, turns so I can see nothing but her ass. She nods her head while smiling to the boys, then turns back and grins at me as she departs the room. Leaving me hard and alone with only the three men.
“Who’s going to rub one out for me since you fucked me up for getting laid?” I ask, pointing to my holy grail—my cock.
Viktor throws a pillow at my head as he sits near me on the loveseat with his phone in hand, while Kazier looks around. Death stands there not impressed—then again when is he ever impressed?
“Rub your own fucking cock,” Kazier grumbles as he walks back to the door, looks out and then back to me. “Who is she? Someone we should concern ourselves with?” His voice turns serious, and he’s asking if it’s more than what I usually have. He’s wanting to know if it’s going to turn into a Death and Pollie, or a Viktor and Freya.
My hand rubs over my swollen cock, I need her fucking bad.
“No, just a fuck,” I say, standing, walking past him and out the door. I spot her straight away. Her back is to me, and she’s talking to the blonde that sent her my way in the first place. The blonde spots me as I make my way over, her eyes go wide as my hand touches Jade’s shoulder. She turns straight away, looking at me and shrugging my hand off of her body.
“You can leave the same way you walked in.” Jade’s hand is on her hip. She’s now half naked, only a singlet covers those delicious breasts. It’s a pity she’s covered them. My hands would love to fondle and explore.
“Two more times, that’s all I need.”
Jade’s eyes squeeze together in puzzlement, while she shakes her head.
“I don’t even know what that means, but I’m guessing I don’t want to either. Fuck off right now, and never come back again when I’m here.”
“Harsh baby, real harsh.” My hand touches my heart. “You don’t want to break it, do you? You know you want to repair it? How about just one more night of fun?”
Jade’s eyes go wide in astonishment. “Fuck off! I don’t want to repeat it. Don’t come back.” She turns her sexy-as-hell ass which is on perfect display as she walks away. I stand there longer than necessary, watching until she’s no longer in sight.
“That was sad… so, so sad,” Viktor says.
Turning around I see all the boys, except Death, and there’s a smirk on each of their faces.
“I’m warming her up to me. Can’t give her the full package straight up. Let’s face it, she’d fall in love.”
“You’re a dick, you know that?” Kazier states while shaking his head. He turns to walk away, and they all follow his movements. We came here for me, but he’s the one who decides when we should leave.
I could stay.
I have a problem with listening anyway, but I choose to go.
Maybe I’ll come back tomorrow.
Maybe I’ll make her fall in love with me then.