Chapter Thirteen
QUIN
Three weeks of being lost inside her every single day is fucking perfection.
Sian Bailey was made for us. She doesn’t succumb to our demands, she pushes back and takes everything we have to give and still wants more.
The girl has no damn limits and seeing her dressed in that fucking nun costume every damn night is starting to become a fucking fetish for me that I can’t shake.
Cam is finally allowing the guilt of his past to fade. He’s slowly realizing that he no longer has to limit himself or his wants because he once wore a collar that told him he had to have one love in his life.
Evan still refuses to come clean and tell her who he is.
I tried to convince him to be honest with her and just tell her the truth, that he’s fucking in love with her.
He’s too scared he’ll lose her and I get it.
I fucking worry for the same when she finds out we’ve all known that she has been fucking her stepbrother.
I thought his tats would have been a dead giveaway but he said he got them after she left.
“Hey.” I look up from my computer screen and smile at the sight of Sian standing in the doorway of my office. She looks fucking edible in her white blouse and gray pencil skirt. This woman has me hard constantly whenever she’s around.
“Hey, pretty.” She bites down on her bottom lip, walks in and drops down into the seat in front of my desk. “What can I do for you?” I say suggestively. Heat blooms in her cheeks and she ducks her head, chuckling.
“Cam wanted me to come see you and check if you had everything under control for the Thanksgiving party tonight?”
Before we opened this place we all brainstormed some ideas and Evan was the one who suggested that we should host main holiday themed nights, where we can get everyone to come here and celebrate but also change the rooms to fit each holiday.
Tonight, we’ve transformed the whole club into a Thanksgiving paradise. Tonight the theme is Thankful for You .
“Yeah. I’ve got the girls sorted. All the guys will be hosting the ladies on the opposite side of the club to keep them separate. Security has been briefed and will be manning three rooms to each man. We’ll make sure tonight goes off without a hitch, pretty. I got you.”
Her face slackens and a surprised look clouds her eyes before she quickly masks it and nods. “I got your back as well,” she says quietly.
I snort, causing her to snap her head up and shoot me a frown.
“You are an untamed vixen when our cocks are in you, but the moment they aren’t, you become this shy…
nun .” Her eyes widen and I bite back my smirk, keeping a serious look on my face.
She stares at me with a helpless look but I keep silent not giving her an out.
She can act all cute and innocent but she and I both know she loves wearing that fucking costume every damn night and getting fucked like a dirty little slut.
We take her whenever we want her, except at work.
Two weeks ago we realized we were falling behind because we were spending most of our days fucking her rather than working.
Now, we can only touch her outside of business hours and it fucking sucks having to watch her every day but not feel her soft creamy skin, or hear those sounds she makes when we slam inside her and make her scream.
Sian is a nasty girl and loves it when I use the violet wand on her clit.
I get off on edge play and watching her suffer as I bring her to the edge only to rip away her chance of coming is fucking beautiful to see.
Cam and Evan always reward her with making sure they fuck her long and hard when I’m done.
“I guess it’s because when I’m in the costume I know you all want me, but when I’m just me, I have no idea how you feel about me.
Plus, it’s not like I know who the masked guy is and I kind of feel like he is ashamed of me, which is why he’s never shown me his face,” she says with a shrug.
I stare at her for a long moment, utterly perplexed that she would think we feel nothing for her.
Cam has made it clear to everyone that Sian is off limits to anyone but us.
I’ve made sure to keep all the clients away from her so they aren’t tempted to try to approach her when she is on the floor with Cam.
Evan has even been working in the security room so he can track her on the cameras every day. This girl has no fucking idea how out of our minds we are about her.
I open my mouth to respond and let her know that she is fucking crazy for thinking that, but her phone rings.
She reaches into her blouse and pulls it out of her bra, making my brows leap to my hairline.
I wish I was that fucking phone so I could be tucked in there all damn day.
When she looks at who’s calling, a strange look encompasses her face.
She seems shocked and nervous as she answers the call and brings it to her ear.
“Hello?” She sounds meek and I fucking hate that sound coming from her.
She’s our fucking queen and she should never fucking feel less than that.
I’ll be having a fucking word with Cam and Evan about this.
I won’t have her feeling unsure about her place in our lives.
I have no idea what the fuck this thing between all of us is, all I know is I don’t want it to end.
I can’t imagine not having her with us every day and night.
She belongs right here and it’s about time she knew that.
I strain my hearing and listen in to hear it's a woman on the other end of the call. “Sian, where are you?” The woman sounds agitated and angry. Sian drops her gaze to her lap and tenses up, which pisses me the fuck off.
“I’m at work, Mom,” she whispers. I focus on the screen of my computer, pretending not to listen. I don’t know much about her background, but Evan has told me that her mother is a good for nothing drunk and even tried to fucking sell Sian off to someone at church to pay off her debt.
“Well I need cash. You haven’t sent me any in weeks and I’m broke.” I grind my teeth so hard they fucking ache. I can’t stand parents that use their children. It makes me sick to my stomach hearing that Sian has been sending her mother money from her own hard-earned cash.
“Mom, I told you I couldn’t send you any because…
” Sian looks up to see if I’m paying attention, but I pretend to be typing and enrapt with the spreadsheet in front of me.
“I was living in my car and had no money,” she says the last part so quietly I almost miss it.
Anger soars inside me, knowing she was sleeping in her car in New York City.
It’s fucking dangerous for a woman to be out there alone at night.
Anything could have happened to her, and her own mother doesn’t give a fuck!
“Stop lying. You just said you have a job, so I expect my payment in the next couple of hours and I want you to back-pay me for the four weeks you missed. I have bills too, you know.” I watch Sian deflate into her chair, she looks like all the joy has just been sucked out of her.
“I’ll get it to you as soon as I can,” she mutters.
“No, you have three hours or I’ll be coming to see you for it in person,” the bitch threatens.
“What?” Sian hisses.
“I know you’re in New York and I know where you work. I have sources as well, daughter.”
“Don’t you dare come here! I’ll get you the fucking money,” she snarls.
“Good. Try not to lose this job, would ya? We can’t afford for you not to be working.” Her mother ends the call. I turn toward her ready to ask questions but she holds her hand up and shakes her head.
“I’ll see ya later,” she mutters dejectedly and rushes out of my office.
I snatch my phone up and shoot Cam and Evan a text to get their asses in here now.
It takes them longer than I would have liked to arrive, but when they both enter my office and see the look on my face, Cam closes the door behind them before they claim the seats opposite my desk.
“One, we need to figure what this fucking thing between the four of us is because she is in limbo and I hate it. Two, you need to man up and lose the mask, E. She has a right to know it’s you. Third, one of you better tell me who the fuck her mother is and why is she ringing Sian for money?”
Both Cam and Evan look murderous at the mention of her mother. “How the fuck do you know Karla is asking for money?” Evan snarls.
“She just rang her while she was in my office,” I answer.
“I thought she fucking left and cut all ties with Sian,” Cam admits.
“Guess not,” I grit out. “Did you know Sian was living in her car before she took the job here?” Both of them look shaken by my admission.
“I care about this girl… a lot. I’m not willing to let her go and judging by the looks on both of your faces, neither of you two are either.
Tonight, we go into the jungle room and hunt her ass down and make sure she knows she’s ours and make it clear that fucking pussy belongs to us. ”