Sugar Pop (The Riot Crew #2)

17. Lotto

Chapter 17

Lotto

“ Y ou’re leaving your jaw open every damn time, Ari! Are you even trying?”

“Yeah, you dick, but you keep going for cheap shots!”

“If you?—”

I popped the left earbud into my ear with a sigh.

“If you can’t last two minutes against me, Teo, how are you going to take on Jace Perk?”

“Come on, Bones, we’ve been at this for four hours. I can’t even feel my damn arms. Give me a break.”

I popped the other earbud in.

Ah, blissful silence.

I hadn’t had that in three damn weeks.

Between the contractors yelling over their machinery, Frankie pushing Ari to her limits, and Bones taking over mock fights with Teo, Smiley’s had become a void of screaming, sawing, and smoking. My job was to hype up social media—and I’d done a pretty damn good job so far—but even that was fucking annoying. Clearly, Perk’s Gym had no creative bones in their body. Every time we posted a video, they copied it and did the exact same thing (only worse). A meme? They tried their hand at memes themselves. That was all they knew how to do: ride the coattails of someone better to try to rise to fame.

At least Troy Godwin thought this whole thing was amusing.

I had the displeasure of taking his call earlier in the morning, where he praised us for “hyping the match up.”

“Already have more than thirty-five backers,” he mused. He sounded like an evil villain from a Marvel movie. At least he’d be a more compelling character than the villain in Iron Man 2. “People are very excited to see this headlining match. Keep it up.”

Then he hung up before I could tell him to shove his ‘well-wishes’ up his Brazilian Butt lifted ass.

Full repairs would be done within the week, thank fuck. The showers and locker rooms were already done, but the ring area needed more work. Practice was relegated to a rented pop-up tent in the grass behind the building. It smelled like iron and sweaty balls, which I probably should have been used to after my time watching Bones at his fights. But I would definitely not miss this circus tent when Smiley’s was finally done, and our upgrades were complete.

Frankie drilled Ari so hard that she collapsed on the mat and moaned. “No more today! I tap out! An octopus probably has stronger legs than me right now, and my uterus is literally about to fall out.” She shot a glare up at Frankie. “I know what you’re about to say, asshole. It’s not an excuse. Grow a uterus and then we’ll talk.”

“I’ve seen how bad you get, so I’ll pass.” Frankie threw off his punching mitts and helped Ari stand. “Hit the showers and head home. I’ll bring you some food when I’m done here.”

“Margharita from Lupo or I’m not letting you in.”

“Did someone say pizza?” Teo stretched out his arms above his head and cocked a grin. “I’m game.”

“You’re also stinking up this tent,” Frankie shot back. “Shower off. You’re with me on drills tomorrow. Your roundhouse kick needs some work.”

“Goddamnit,” Teo said, messing with his taped-up hands as he exited the tent. “I thought I was free of the warden.”

“None of us are!” Ari called after Teo’s retreating back with a playful grin. “Get enough for all four of us.” She smiled at Bones, then me, and turned toward the tent’s plastic doors. “And bring some tissues, because it’s my turn to pick the movie, and I’m feeling a romcom.”

“You picked the movie last time,” Bones pointed out, but she was already gone to the showers. He sighed as he pushed to his feet from the plastic chair where he’d taken a break after working Teo to the bone. “All right ‘warden,’ a few more drills.”

I watched Bones and Frankie practice for a bit more, taking a video for our page and posting it for the world to see. Once that was done, I whistled to catch their attention, pointing to the silver watch on my wrist.

“Let’s go already. Ari grows another head when she’s hungry.”

The three of us headed back toward the nearly refurbed Smiley’s. Teo and Ari were already gone. Bones and Frankie headed back to the new shower room, and I followed. The stench of the tent covered me, and it would be easier to go to Ari’s place if we all drove together. We made it to the locker rooms and began stripping, throwing our sweat-stained clothes on the new benches.

“It’s been three weeks,” I commented as I tugged my undershirt out of my pants. “How do you think Ari’s doing?”

Frankie threw his shirt to the side, his muscles shining with his sweat. I stared at the ripple of his abs when he huffed.

“Could be better,” he said, which was Frankie speak for ‘better than expected.’

Bones was already down to his underwear, and I licked my lips when he stripped the last piece of clothing, letting his flaccid cock spring free. It didn’t matter how many times I saw him naked. His body was a damn marvel.

“How’s the scouting going?” Bones gestured with his head toward the open showers.

I had been on the lookout for the fight that would really test Ari’s skills. It wasn’t easy to find one where women hopped in the ring. Mostly, they kept to the other fighters like little trophies. But there was one in a few days that was perfect.

“Put her name in the ring. I should know soon.” I finished undressing and walked after Bones, a now-naked Frankie to my right.

The shower room was fully open, with five showerheads on the far wall and a small sauna room to the left. Bones turned on the water and let the warm spray run over his body. I watched the droplets drip down his tight, firm muscles, and from the corner of my eye, saw Frankie was as transfixed as I was. I smirked, stepping next to Bones and turning that shower on.

“What do you think, Frankie?” I asked, rubbing the warm water over my abs and hips. Frankie’s gaze followed them all the way down to my cock. I brushed over my dick on the way back up, enjoying the way Frankie drew a breath. “Think she’s ready?”

“We’ll see in the ring,” he said and turned on his shower. Water rushed over his head and back, droplets bouncing off his toned ass. “Part of me hopes she gets denied. I don’t want others seeing her. Too many freaks in the ring.”

“Does that include you, Freakshow?” Bones smirked, lathering some soap into his chest.

“Ari’s sexy as fuck.” Frankie’s eyes didn’t leave Bones’ soapy chest and his hardened nipples. “Plenty of perverts are gonna have their eyes on her.”

“And probably beg for the opponent to rip her shirt.” I was throwing fuel onto an already sizzling flame, but I couldn’t help it. The air sparked with electricity and made my cock twitch. I brushed my hand against my shaft, and it bobbed to life. “Whistle to see something even more.”

“I’d fucking kill them.” Frankie grunted. He could play Mr. Asshole all he wanted, but I saw his eyes on me and the way his cock came to life. “No one gets to see Ari like that.”

“Is that why you’re so against her going?” Bones’ question was slightly breathless. When I glanced over, he was rubbing circles around his hard nipples. “Don’t want others to see how fucking good she looks in a sports bra?”

“And her little panties,” I agreed. I wrapped my hand around my cock and pumped a few times to get to full hardness. “Face down on the mat and begging to tap out.”

“Wouldn’t let her.” Frankie’s denial was pure growl. His hands roamed over his abs, ghosting down to his half-hard dick. “She needs to learn a lesson.”

“Yeah?” Bones squeezed his chest, his cock already fully hard. “What lesson is that?”

Frankie grunted when he wrapped his hand around his stiff cock. “The cage can be punishing.”

“But she likes being punished.” I smirked, remembering the way she bent over for me the second I called her angel. The image of her moaning my name and fucking herself with her fingers had me tugging on my hard dick in no time. “You saw her chest today.”

“I may have gone a little overboard.” Bones dragged a hand over his still-fresh bruises. “Only because someone riled me up.”

“Playing without me?” Frankie asked. When I nodded, his lips curled up into a smirk. “Maybe Ari isn’t the only one who likes to be punished.”

“Get over here and show me then,” I demanded.

I took my hand off my member so he could see how hard I was. Frankie eyed my cock before he strode forward, passing underneath the stream of water to capture my lips. Droplets of water ran down my face as his tongue ran across mine. Fingers tugged harshly at my hard nipples. When a hand wrapped around my cock, it took me a second to realize it wasn’t Frankie. Bones pressed against my right side, his dick twitching against my hip. He sank his teeth into my shoulder as he started jerking me off.

I moaned into Frankie’s mouth and reached out to wrap a hand around his length. He grunted and pulled back, eyes burning as he drank me in. Then he reached out and grabbed Bones’ chin, forcing him away from my shoulder and into a searing kiss. My body throbbed as I watched their tongues battle each other. When Frankie bit into Bones’ lower lip, his hand around my cock squeezed almost painfully. I gasped, bucking my hips into his grip.

His eyes popped open as he kissed Frankie, his gaze piercing me down to the core. Frankie reached out and grabbed his cock, and the three of us began jerking each other off in the same rhythm. Bones broke away from Frankie to claim my mouth, tongue hot and insistent. Frankie leaned forward and bit down on Bones’ shoulder and his moan vibrated into our kiss.

My entire body was on fire. Even as we made out, I kept an eye on our hands as we stroked each other. Cocks and hands bumped together as we worked; I groaned whenever the tip of someone’s cock brushed against mine. Desperation and our moans rose with the steam from our shower. When Bones pulled away to catch his breath, Frankie pushed my head closer to his and stuck out his tongue. The three of us moved our tongues together, our teeth and lips clashing in a three-way battle for dominance.

Bones fucked me faster, squeezing and palming my dick. Frankie shivered when I returned the favor by stroking a thumb over his tip and quickening my pace. The sound of our skin slapping echoed in the tiled shower as we jerked each other to completion, our kiss still connected even with all our grunts and curses.

Bones was the first to break. He spilled hot all over Frankie’s hand, his head lolling back against the shower tile. Frankie came next with a loud moan, and I stroked him until he spilled every last drop on my hand and the tiled floor. Frankie’s cum-covered fingers began tugging at my nipples, while Bones squeezed just the way I liked. I came with a shudder and a groan, spurting all over the abs and hands of my two lovers.

We all fought to catch our breath, our harsh panting drowned out by the stream of the showers. My body buzzed from my orgasm and the smirks they gave me as I came down from my high.

“Contractors did good work,” Frankie complimented as he slid to wash his body of the evidence of our fuck fest. He ran his hands over his toned body with a hum. “Next time, I’ll have my name echoing off these walls, though.”

“Not if I do it first.” Bones mimicked Frankie and finished cleaning himself up. “What do you think, Lotto?”

“I think Ari will be pissed at us if we christen this place without her.” I joined, quickly washing off sweat and cum before turning off the shower head. I shook out my hair then gelled it back. “Any more than we already did, I mean.”

The mention of Ari wiped the smile from Frankie’s face. He turned off his shower head and wiped a few droplets of water from his shoulder.

“Let me know if someone contacts you about her fight. We need to be ready.”

I nodded, peeking back at Bones. He didn’t say anything, but by the look on his face, I could tell what he was thinking.

None of us hoped I got a call from the organizers within the next couple of days.

“Forget it. Let’s get out of here and grab the pizza.” Bones finished his shower and turned off his water. “Don’t want to make Ari any angrier than she already is.”

“I probably already have thirty texts asking where the pizza is.” I snorted and gestured toward the door with my head.

“Thirty, if you’re lucky,” Frankie said. “Come on. Can’t keep the princess waiting.” He started forward then paused, turning back to the both of us. “Let’s hope Ari wins so we can celebrate in here. The four of us.”

My cock twitched at the thought, and I smirked.

Guess we needed to whip her into shape.

After pain comes pleasure, after all.