23. Lotto
Chapter 23
Lotto
T here were plenty of people I would rather share a meal with than Troy Godwin, but I wasn’t in a position to say no.
As much as I wanted to smooth things over, it wasn’t going to be easy.
Frankie had absolutely fucked us. There was no other way to put it.
Despite the past few days of us being back on track and preparing for Heathens Hollow, the weight of Frankie’s betrayal pressed heavily on my shoulders—doubly now that I sat across from our benefactor, who glared at me over his absurdly expensive steak.
“My investors aren’t happy with whatever shit your gym is trying to pull,” he stated as he cut into his steak. I watched the large knife closely. Bleeding out in a private booth at one of Seattle’s most expensive restaurants didn’t seem like a great way to kick the bucket. “As manager of your little pack, you should know better.”
“I do.” I leaned back in the plush seat. “Which is why I’m here.”
Technically, I was here because Troy didn’t have any other time in his schedule. Between his actual business and putting together shit for Heathens Hollow during the next few weeks, he had his hands full of bullshit.
Unfortunately, Smiley’s was part of that bullshit.
“If Frankie wants to be back in the ring, I can make it happen.” Troy eyed me over the small piece of medium rare steak on his fork. “Four on four would net me more profit.” He gestured to me with the steak and scoffed. “You, too, since I received your bet just this morning. A large sum, if I do say so myself.”
I kept my face neutral. I sent that as a sign of good faith and had added a few extra thousand to soften the blow. Troy Godwin liked to talk money and profit. That was all we were good for. So I had to give it to him, whether from my savings or not.
Hopefully, Ari’s training would pay off big time.
“Ari is feeling much better.” Unable to contain my annoyance, I added, “Thank you for asking.”
Troy chewed on his steak and narrowed his eyes at me. I ignored him, dabbing at my lips with my thick napkin. When he was done eating, he took a swig of his gin and tonic.
“We wouldn’t want anyone to die in the ring,” Troy said carefully and set down his glass.
“And after?”
“What happens after the match is none of my business.”
“Even though it’s your property?”
Troy smiled. “Is it my property, Lotto?”
I froze with my hand on my wine glass. Slowly, I picked it up and took a small sip. Heathens Hollow being in someone else’s name would make a whole lot of sense. Troy Godwin was powerful. He had more than merely the cops in his pockets. But that wouldn’t be enough to stop the feds if they came knocking. Then what would? Having someone to cover for him in that case. A fall guy. Who would be idiotic enough to cover for the more sinister skeletons in Troy’s closet? Were we part of that idiot brigade by signing a physical contract in the first place?
“Always good to have a backup plan.” I tried to keep my voice as even as possible.
“Which is why Frankie threw me for a loop.” Troy took another bite of steak, letting the silence linger on purpose. Then he smiled. “He’s got balls to threaten me.”
What the fuck had Frankie done? I clenched my hands over my knees so Troy couldn’t see them. I should have gotten the full story before coming here. Too bad getting fucked by Frankie’s thick cock was a lot more fun than talking about this fucker.
“That’s a nice way to put it.”
“How else would you describe him?”
“A fucking idiot.”
“He’s that, too.”
Troy laughed and downed the rest of his drink. “You’re lucky I like you and Ari well enough. But if Frankie threatens my livelihood one more time, my grace won’t extend that far. I don’t care whose balls will be pinned to the wall, but they will join my collection. Do you understand me, Lotto?”
I wanted to think Troy was joking about a collection of balls, but honestly, at this point, nothing about him would surprise me. I nodded. “Of course, Troy.”
“No more changes. Tell your little…” He cleared his throat with a smirk. “…friends that, too.” I gritted my teeth when he stood and grabbed his suit jacket from the back of his booth chair. “Good luck over the next few weeks, Lotto. Hopefully I don’t see you before then or else I might not see you at all.” He shrugged the jacket on before pausing. “Oh, and leave a good tip when you pay. The steak here is my favorite.”
Troy walked out of the private area, leaving me to stare at the blood-red empty booth.
I hadn’t realized my hands had started shaking until I pushed to stand and reach for my wallet. I had dealt with many assholes and alpha douchebags during my time managing Bones, but Troy Godwin was a different story, because for all his threats and complaints, he would follow through on them.
Nero knew that most of all.
Or he would, if he was still around to talk about it.
I paid way too much for the small bit of food I’d managed to eat and immediately hopped into my car, speeding the entire way home. My body was still vibrating when I arrived, and I slammed the door, calling out Bones’ name. No answer. I shot him a text which he answered quickly, saying he was out for now but would be home soon.
Not soon enough. Fuck, I could feel myself losing control. There was a reason I had taken up the management part of Bones’ career. I took way more pride in sitting back and making other people dance than dancing in the ring myself. But this whole situation was slipping from my grasp and had me on edge. I needed a release now. I couldn’t wait for Bones to get home.
I threw myself onto the couch and texted Ari to see where she was. With Frankie at home. Wanna come over? I didn’t think I could make it that long. Instead, I video called her and set the phone on the coffee table, angling it so my entire body showed.
Ari answered on the second ring. She was cuddled up on her bed, sitting in Frankie’s lap. She set the phone in front of her so I could clearly see both of them.
“Everything okay?” Ari asked immediately.
I ran a hand over my face. Was my fatigue that obvious? “I met with Troy.”
The line went quiet. Ari and Frankie stared into the camera with the same pinched and worried look on their faces.
“And?” Frankie asked when I didn’t continue.
“What the hell did you do, Frankie?” I sighed and began unbuttoning my stuffy dress shirt. “Threaten Troy?”
At least Frankie had the foresight to wince. “Should have warned you,” he muttered into Ari’s neck.
“Would have been nice before he threatened me, too.” I sighed and shrugged out of my shirt, throwing it elsewhere. My undershirt joined it a second later, leaving me bare chested. Ari was clearly looking at my chiseled chest. I smirked. She looked great herself in her skimpy pajamas, her shorts riding up a little high and giving me the perfect view of her ass. “I had to talk him out of putting you back in the ring.”
“Thank you, Lotto,” Ari gushed. She shifted in Frankie’s lap so she was sitting on her knees between his thighs. Her hair fell over her shoulder in a waterfall of bright white. “What can we do to make it up to you?”
“I think you know, angel,” I growled, running a hand down my chest. I loved how eager she always was to follow my lead when it came down to it. “Show me how good you look bouncing on Frankie’s cock.”
“That’s not a punishment for me.” Frankie chuckled as he grabbed Ari’s hips and helped her settle over his sweatpants. She moaned when Frankie began grinding her hips over his covered cock. My dick twitched at the breathy sound. “Might be a punishment for you.”
“Definitely not,” I said, ghosting my hand over my member. “Give me a closeup.”
“Will do.”
I kept my eyes on the screen as Frankie stripped Ari of her shorts and panties. He didn’t bother taking off her shirt but merely pushed the straps of her tank top off her shoulder and bunched it around her stomach. Her chest was still covered in evidence of our bites and her fights. Frankie spread her folds with two fingers and Ari leaned forward, grabbing the phone to give me the perfect closeup.
Frankie ran his hand over her cunt a few times before he stuffed two fingers into her. Fuck, seeing it up close was so damn good. I squeezed my hard cock through my pants as I watched Frankie finger Ari. The sounds of her wetness and her light groans blasted through my speakers. When Frankie shifted, I got a full view of his hard cock pressed up against his pants.
“No teasing.” I tugged down my dress pants and boxers, and my hard cock bobbed against my stomach when I sat back down. “Fuck her just like that.”
“Please,” Ari gasped as she ground down on Frankie’s fingers. “Just a little more?—”
“No,” I growled. “Bounce on his cock for me, angel, or you won’t get to come at all.”
Ari shivered and grabbed the phone from Frankie, setting it back where it was. She lifted slightly so Frankie could pull down his pants, and my stomach clenched when he lined his cock up with her cunt. I gripped my length just as she sank down on him. Ari and I both moaned together, and I stroked my cock in time with her little bounces.
“Grab her tits,” I ordered Frankie.
His grunt sounded over my phone speakers, followed by her moan when he did as told. He circled her nipples until they stiffened. Then he pulled and twisted until she was whining and arching into his hands.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Frankie groaned into her neck. His eyes were focused on me as I stroked my cock. “Bet you want to feel her, don’t you, Lotto?”
“Keep talking and you won’t get to come.”
Frankie chuckled but didn’t say anything. Part of me wished he did so I could punish him, but I was too wound up to fight. Watching Ari bounce up and down on Frankie’s dick was enough for me… for now. At least until next time I got her alone in the Smiley’s office and stuffed her with my release.
“Touch your clit, Ari,” I gasped as I squeezed harder. It was almost embarrassing how on edge I already was just from watching them follow my every command. “Keep your eyes on me.”
Ari’s eyes fluttered open and she stared at me as she began circling her clit. Frankie helped her move even faster, the sound of their skin echoing through my phone. I watched his cock disappear into her pussy with every bounce; her fingers moved against her clit almost frantically. Frankie kept tugging and squeezing at her tits with his free hand as they bounced with her thrusts.
I wasn’t sure who I was more jealous of: Ari or Frankie. As much as I wanted to be balls deep in Ari, I wanted Frankie to be fucking me just as deep. I popped two of my fingers into my mouth to wet them before moving down to my asshole. I stretched myself easily, fucking my ass and tugging on my cock until it precum dripped all over my fingers.
“Oh God,” Ari whispered as she watched me fuck myself. Her eyes closed for a second before they popped back open, as if she remembered my command.
I smirked. “Like what you see?” I asked breathlessly, moving even faster to chase the pleasure building in my stomach.
“I know I do.” Frankie matched my smirk as he bucked up into Ari. “Next time, this will be you bouncing on my cock.”
“Or you bouncing on mine if you don’t shut up,” I snapped.
“He wants that.” Ari’s giggle was breathy and masked by her whine when Frankie hit just right. “Fuck. Lotto, can I come?” Her eyes practically begged me, shimmering through the screen. “Can I?”
“Go ahead, angel,” I urged. I was right there with her and wouldn’t last much longer. “Come all over Frankie’s cock.”
Ari let out a low groan and tilted her head back, giving me the perfect view of her entire body. It shook with her release, her lips parted with moan after moan of our names, her fingers rubbing herself through her orgasm. When she tilted her head forward slightly and gave me a cat-like grin, I couldn’t stop myself. I came all over my hand with a loud groan, bucking into my fingers for even more pleasure. I huffed for breath as I fucked myself through it, eyes glued on the way Frankie kept Ari bouncing on his cock.
Satisfaction made my body tingle and my lips smirk.
“Do you want to come, Frankie?” I popped my fingers out of my ass. He nodded into Ari’s shoulder with a grunt. I chuckled and leaned forward. “Too bad. Pull out.”
“The fuck?” Frankie huffed.
“Get off of him, angel,” I ordered Ari with a snap of my sticky fingers. “He doesn’t get to come inside you since he wants to run his mouth. Your mouth will have to do.”
Ari laughed and pulled off of Frankie, even as he swore a few times under his breath. Ari draped herself over his thigh and took his cock into her mouth, licking and sucking, the sounds coming through the speakers. My body burned with a smug heat at the frustrated crinkle in Frankie’s nose. He tangled a hand into Ari’s hair and helped her bob faster. Ari hollowed her cheeks and stroked the base of his cock, twisting and squeezing until Frankie’s thighs trembled.
With a few jerks of his hips, Frankie came in Ari’s mouth, his head falling back against the wall. Ari swallowed and showed me her empty mouth with a little wink. That minx. When Frankie caught his breath, he lifted his head and glared at me, which only made my smirk grow.
“Unsatisfied?” I questioned as I cleaned myself up with a nearby towel.
“I feel great.” Ari laughed and elbowed Frankie. “Maybe not him, though.”
“Whatever,” Frankie said as he fixed his bottoms. “You’re lucky you’re not the ones in the ring.”
“You, too,” I commented with a frown. “Troy wanted to put you back in there, so please watch your mouth over the next two weeks.” I fixed myself back into my underwear but kept my pants open. “I prefer a pissed-off toddler tantrum Frankie to no Frankie at all.”
“Don’t we all?” Ari’s retort was meant to be funny, but her lips pulled down slightly. “Two weeks, huh?”
“And you know damn well we need all the days we can get.” Frankie relaxed against the wall, but his glare was still as hot and angry as earlier. “I won’t forget this, Lotto.”
“Didn’t expect you to.” I chortled. Maybe he could use his blue balls to whip Teo and Ari into shape over the next two weeks. “Get some sleep tonight. Tomorrow we’ll be back at it again.”
“All of us at Smiley’s,” Ari added with a grin. She leaned closer to the camera so I could see her pretty face up front and center. “A family win.”
“A family win,” I repeated with a grin. “Then we can celebrate at Heathens Hollow as a family.”
Frankie and Ari’s smiles grew more slick, more foxlike.
We were all ready to reap our rewards.
We just needed to kick some ass to get there.