14. Chapter 13 – Lex
Chapter 13 – Lex
T he masked man at the door looked at my invite and then moved aside. He was as tall as he was wide, and impressively intimidating.
Exactly what a party like this needed as the face at the front door to keep things safe. Well, what we could see of his face, anyway. I didn’t wear a mask, fuck anonymity, I didn’t need it.
I was recognizable by my ink alone, add in my bold red dress and I was a standout. Which may or may not have been the point. I wanted to be seen; I wanted to be noticed, at least by one person, preferably three.
Two days ago, Parker told me in the middle of a conversation like it was the most casual thing in the world, that Dallin had gotten Hannah and her guys an invitation to tonight’s event.
The Sinner’s Soiree.
A blood red inferno ignited inside of me as I imagined my sweet, innocent Hannah in a place like that, ripe and ready for the taking.
What the fuck were Brody and Knox thinking by allowing it? Didn’t they understand that men and women alike would hunt her fresh scent like sharks in the water? Desperate to feed on her innocence and take all she had to offer.
Stupid imbeciles.
I couldn’t understand what they hoped to gain from attending. And that was why I showed up.
For no other reason.
As I moved through the crowd, eyes roved over my curves, fully on display yet just out of reach. I loved a good game of cat and mouse .
My dress was inspired by Jessica Rabbit’s; it was vibrant red with a high slit and the strapless bodice barely covered my tits. My dark hair was smooth and long down my back, skimming across the top of my ass with each step.
It all oozed sex appeal, but I had no plans to take anyone home tonight.
As I made my way through each room, I found myself drawn in by the spectacles and allure of it all. Party goers partook in sex at every turn, across every available surface. Some even suspended midair in a rope rigging meant to keep the participant immobilized and open for others to enjoy.
It was erotic, and simply being in the presence of it all made me hum with need. I wondered what Hannah thought of it all. What would it all look like through her eyes?
Would she be so incredibly overwhelmed by it? Or would a part of her settle with the excitement like she belonged amongst it the whole time?
I ached to know.
I scanned every room, waiting to glimpse her perfection. She was near; I could sense her.
Feel her.
I just had to find her.
“Come here, little rabbit.” I whispered to myself as the thrill of the hunt excited me.
It took about ten more minutes of searching before I spotted the warm glow of the lights reflected off her strawberry blonde hair. She was in the casino room, seated at a poker table surrounded by other guests as she cheered and giggled. I stopped along the edge of the room and watched her, tipping her head back and laughing as she played hand after hand.
She deserved to be on the big screen with her larger-than-life happiness at that moment. Her energy was so captivating that she reminded me of Audrey Hepburn, attracting everyone around her. She was magnificent. Not even her two brooding, dark bodyguards behind her could scare off her admirers.
One admirer in particular, I’d rather wring by the neck than allow Hannah to be in her presence for a moment longer.
Sydney Jones .
The woman who single-handedly taught me how to blacken my soul to excite hers.
The worst villain there ever was.
And she was sitting directly next to Hannah, who did not know how much danger she was in from simply breathing in the same air as the viperous woman.
Sydney was a socialite with a trust fund big enough to buy her all the toys and entertainment she desired. And once upon a time, I thought that money was something worth losing myself for.
Wrong.
And I’d be damned if I let Hannah fall victim to her slimy games.
My stilettos carried me across the room like they were walking down the runway of Milan’s most esteemed fashion show. I didn’t care for the attention my walk garnered me, because I moved with one end goal in mind.
Remove Hannah from the disaster she was headed full steam ahead into. Before I made it halfway, Sydney leaned over and whispered something in Hannah’s ear, pressing her chest against Hannah’s arm in a classic seductive move. My teeth clenched as Hannah tipped her head back and laughed, gaining even more eyes as her melodic call drew them all in.
Brody clocked me first, twenty feet from the table, and he stiffened where he stood behind Hannah. Knox wasn’t far behind him, though he didn’t look as menacing as he stared at me.
Fire burned in my belly as I held both of their stares momentarily before ignoring them completely as I reached the table. There were two other players, besides Hannah and Sydney, which left one seat open on the end, two down from Hannah.
Perfect.
“Good evening, fellas.” I winked at the two towering men, drawing a glare and a smirk from them as I pulled the chair out. I felt Hannah’s eyes on me, as I gracefully slid into the chair, setting my glass of champagne onto the felt tabletop. “Deal me in, please.”
“Lex.” Hannah’s breathy voice carried across the space like a gentle caress, and I fought the urge to close my eyes and bask in it for just a moment. I didn’t know how, but I’d bet my paycheck that her touch in the bedroom felt just like that. Soft. Gentle. Provocative. “What are you doing here?”
I finally turned to her, looking around the old simp seated between us who glanced back and forth like he was eating the entire conversation up with a spoon, and let my eyes travel over her done up face and hair, down to the plunging neckline hardly covering her perky breasts.
They were the kind of breasts that I always fell victim to.
“I could ask you the same thing.” Raising a brow at her boldly, I laid down chips for the dealer, “I wouldn’t have pegged you for a life-styler.” I didn’t use her name, given she had a mask on to withhold her identity, but I would if it would make her leave this place and never look back.
She swallowed, bristling lightly at my smart tone, before taking a large sip of her champagne.
Knox cleared his throat and came to my side, leaning down to my ear. “A word?”
“Not now, sweetie.” I patted his cheek patronizingly, “The women are busy here.” I grabbed my nearly empty glass and finished it before passing it to him. “But be a gem and get me a refill, would you?” I winked at him over my shoulder and had a vivid image flash through my mind as his blue eyes stared down at me.
An image of him looking up at me from his back in the center of my bed as I rode him like a prize-winning bull rider with my hand around his throat and his hands on my hips, lifting me on and off his cock.
Jesus’ fuck.
The thought nearly pulled me out of the world class bitch headspace I had fallen into upon seeing Sydney with her talons in Hannah from across the room. But not quite.
I blinked it away and looked from the admittedly sexy man and turned my attention back to the card game as the dealer began laying cards out on the table.
“How do you all know each other?” Sydney asked with that velvety smooth voice that reminded me of a phone sex operator, while picking up her cards like she didn’t have a care in the world .
But I knew better.
“The same way I know you, Sydney.” I replied before Hannah did, glancing away from my cards as she looked over at me. “Though the roles you and I played are reversed here with this darling.”
Her jaw clenched, and Hannah’s lips parted in confusion. Brody nudged her shoulder, breaking her distraction as she started picking up her cards. But the entire time, he glared at me.
I wanted to flip him off. It was my first urge, yet again with that man, though I refrained. Barely.
The game started progressing, as the other two players, middle-aged men who were probably used to controlling a table, tried offering small talk to the ladies. But we had no desire to include them.
This table was only fit for the three of us.
Ruled by the three of us.
Soon to be two, if I had any say in it.
“Another.” I tossed a card down and took a new one from the dealer.
I should have known better to think that Sydney would remain silent for long, “If I remember correctly, you always were terrible at poker, Alexi.” She smiled down at her cards, using my full name like she had a right to as I tracked her out of my peripherals. “I could always read you like a book.”
“I didn’t think you knew how to read at all.” I snapped back instantly, and Hannah choked on her drink as Knox laid a fresh one down for her before setting one down at my side. Looking up at him over my shoulder, I winked at him. “Thank you, Sugar.”
He surprised me by grinning down at me with a look made for a playboy and nodding. “Anything for you.”
I lifted the glass to my lips, hesitating briefly as I watched him take his place next to Brody. I wouldn’t put it past him to poison me for all the drama over the last few weeks, but I drank it anyway.
It wouldn’t be as if I didn’t earn every drip of toxins they put into my drink if they did.
The round went quickly, with me winning and Sydney losing a large amount of money in the process .
Double win.
The other men at the table read it correctly and left before three of the sexiest women in the room could emasculate them any further, acting as if they didn’t exist at all.
Brody and Knox took their seats, with Knox between me and Hannah and Brody on the other side of Sydney. I leaned over to Knox and whispered, “Oh, come on, why didn’t you put him down here?”
He smirked as he ran his fingers up and down Hannah’s neck as he leaned back in his chair before answering me. “Because I’m a much bigger fan of you than he is.”
“Are you?” I raised my brows at him and then over to Hannah, who stared at us both with her mouth open like she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing. Before I could pull her into our conversation, effectively shutting Sydney and the neanderthal at the other end of the table out completely, Hannah gasped and her grip on her cards tightened until her knuckles were white. “Are you alright?” I questioned with concern.
“Yeah, baby?” Knox asked with a certain darkness to his tone, “Feeling okay?”
Her lips tightened as she glared at Knox before her eyelids fluttered closed and a red flush grew over her porcelain skin. It started on her chest, tucked between her breasts, and crawled up her neck to her face.
“Perfect.” She whispered, opening her eyes, and turning her attention back to that harlot Sydney. “Continue telling me about your gala.” Hannah said in a respectable voice when just seconds ago she looked as if she was about to—.
Wait a second.
I flicked my gaze to Brody, who was staring directly at me with his impenetrable stare as he brought his right hand up from his lap to rest on the tabletop. Tucked inside of his large palm was something silver, catching the light just enough for me to notice.
Dirty bastard.
I watched Hannah, while signaling for another card, without even caring what I had in my hand. Would I potentially lose three hundred dollars for being so reckless, yes. Would I potentially see something I’d only dreamed about if I kept my eyes on her, also yes.
Worth it.
“Tell me something, Lex,” Knox leaned back over to me, even as Hannah side eyed our conversation while pretending to pay attention to whatever Sydney was prattling on about, but I knew better than to think she was listening to her. I knew her better. “In all of that time you spent twisting Hannah up all alone in your suite,” He leaned even closer so only I could hear him, “Did you ever get to witness her orgasming?” He clicked his tongue before running it over his lips and humming. “It’s hands down my favorite sight in the entire world. She orgasms with her entire soul.” He turned his face, so it was only mere inches away from my ear, “Every single time.”
Now it was my turn to white knuckle my cards as his words acted like molten lava on their way straight to my clit. When was the last time I thought anything that a man said was sexy? But that man, talking about that woman, had me melting in my chair.
And he fucking knew it.
“I can’t say as I had the pleasure, Knox.” Our noses nearly brushed as I turned my face towards his. “If you hadn’t interrupted us at dinner, or if your yeti of a boyfriend hadn’t been in the parking lot, I would have gotten that privilege.” I licked my lips and his eyes flicked down, monitoring the motion. “But I assure you, if I had made your girl come, she wouldn’t have been coming back to your bed anytime soon. She would have been hooked.”
“She is.” He replied, “Even without you ever touching her.” He leaned back in his chair and slowly shook his head as he lifted a glass of brown liquor to his lips and took a sip. “And that has me absolutely feral.”
Hannah turned to look at him head on, having heard his last sentence without context, before looking at me. I couldn’t look away from her perfect green eyes as they stared at me. I didn’t want to. I wanted to lose myself in them and never come up for air.
I wanted her so fucking bad I was willing to do just about anything to get a taste .
“So Knox,” Sydney interrupted, making Hannah blink rapidly and lean back so the snake could talk to Knox around her, which pissed me off even more as I watched Hannah’s long eyelashes flutter and her lips part as Brody once again adjusted something on the tiny controller in his hand.
They were playing with her, right in front of me and getting off on it. Bastards. Yet the idea of them enjoying her pleasures and allowing me to witness them made me feel something I wasn’t familiar with. Something more animalistic.
Carnal, even.
I wanted to make her come. I wanted to give her pleasure she’d never experienced before as they watched, even though the idea of men watching me in any other situation gave me the ick. Why was it so different with them? What was so different about them?
Hannah’s hand dropped to Knox’s thigh and her nails dug in as Brody did another change and I wondered what the toy was doing currently to her that she enjoyed so much. It was obviously a wearable vibrator, something I owned more than a few of, and I knew how good they could feel. Especially when someone else was in control.
“This game is getting boring.” I said, cutting off whatever dull conversation Sydney had been trying to pull Knox into. I flicked my cards down on the table, winning yet another round and turning in my chair to face Hannah on headfirst. “Let’s up the ante, shall we?”
Hannah raised her brows and then squared her shoulders, “What did you have in mind?” Her toy was making her bold, or maybe it was just her need to come that steeled her spine. Either way, I was desperate for more of it.
“What you came here for tonight.” I stated, not uttering it out loud to embarrass her, “If I win, I get that prize.”
Her pupils dilated and her chest rose and fell faster as she chewed on that perfectly red lip while she contemplated it. She came here for exploration, of some sort, I was sure. And I couldn’t stomach the idea of someone else doing that exploring with her. Especially not someone like Sydney .
“Ooh, I want in.” The scheming cunt next to Hannah threw out, raising a brow at me. “It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to put the pieces together enough to figure out what you’re talking about.”
“Fuck off.” I rolled my eyes at her and turned my attention back to Hannah. “What do you say?”
Hannah glanced at Knox and then Brody, who both just stared back at her, but I knew there was a full ass conversation happening between the three of them with just the look in their eyes alone. They were way too in sync to not have that connection.
“What do I get if I win?” As she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs, Hannah’s movement caused her white silky dress to part, revealing a tiniest sliver of soft, smooth skin peeking out at her hip. I wanted to see more as she revealed it to me, but the table was in the way.
It wasn’t in the way for fucking Sydney Jones though, who didn’t even try to hide the fact that she was staring intimately at Hannah’s body. She always was a sucker for women wearing no panties.
“What do you want?” I challenged, keeping her attention on me, “I named my price. Name yours.”
“Yes, please. Name your price, and it’s yours.” Sydney added, like she was even part of the conversation. I bared my teeth at her in a snarl, winning an amused grin from Brody and a warning pat on my thigh from Knox.
“Down girl.” Knox warned, and I tried to ignore the way my skin tingled where his palm rested on my thigh.
I didn’t miss the way Hannah zeroed in on the contact or the way she swallowed audibly, watching it.
Was this girl into the idea of her men touching other women? Couldn’t be.
Knox and Brody disliked me, that was obvious from day one when Knox essentially told me to fuck off with telepathy. So why did she look like she was quickly losing her hold on her composure the longer his hand rested on my leg? Was she jealous?
“When I win,” She lifted her eyes to mine and stared deep into my soul, “I’ll name the price then. ”
“Deal.” I held my hand out, not even caring what her terms would be on the condition of her winning. I’d agree to anything at that moment, for two different reasons. One, because I was just desperate enough to humor her. And two, I had no intention of suddenly losing.
She looked at my hand and then surprised me by turning to Sydney, and holding out her hand to her, “Deal?”
Sydney’s overdone face rose into a cheshire grin as she seductively took Hannah’s hand and shook it. “Deal.”
“Cunt.” I growled under my breath and Knox squeezed my thigh, dragging my attention back to him.
“Don’t fucking lose this hand, Lex.” He warned firmly, and I was taken aback by the intensity in his eyes. “Or she’ll fuck that woman just to spite you.”
My blood raged so powerfully at the image of Hannah giving herself to Sydney just to piss me off, that I could hear nothing else but the swoosh in my ears as Hannah turned back to me with a powerful look on her face and held her hand out to me.
I examined it, as if it was tainted because Sydney had touched it, but I placed my palm into hers, reveling in the electricity that shot through it from the contact. “Deal.” She smiled sweetly at me and then withdrew her hand all too soon. “Well, come on now,” She tapped her knuckles against the tabletop as the dealer started shuffling cards again. “Let’s play.”