“What are you doing?” I hiss.
“Making Liesel jealous. Her look says she suspects we’re going to breeze through this round because she already thinks you and I have fucked.”
I curse.
Siren kisses my neck like we are lovers, like she’s already intimately acquainted with every area of my body.
“Zeke isn’t going to like it,” I whisper back as Mr. Lloyd starts walking over to join in on the fun.
“Let me worry about Zeke. Just keep me away from Lloyd.”
I roll my eyes. “You’re going to owe me.”
Siren whips me around, grabbing onto my tie. “No, you’re going to owe me.”
I won’t be able to hold off Mr. Lloyd forever, and I can’t fuck Siren. I can’t take things that far. Zeke would have my balls and my head. He probably will no matter what. But I sure as hell can make Liesel think that there is something between Siren and me. I can make her fucking insane; then, I might be able to get some answers tonight.
I slip my jacket off and toss it at Mr. Lloyd.
“I’m not your coat rack,” he growls, tossing my jacket to the floor.
“Let me have my way with her first. Then you can have a turn before we take her together.”
“I’d rather fuck your tight ass,” he smirks back.
“Fine,” I hiss. “Just give me ten minutes with her first.”
Mr. Lloyd grins. “I’m going to enjoy the show.”
Siren raises an eyebrow in surprise. I frown in return.
Really? You think I’d ever let him fuck me?
Siren laughs. “This is going to be fun.”
“Not when Zeke hangs me by my balls later.” I grab Siren’s curvy hips and yank her to me hard, taking her breath away.
“I enjoy a jealous Zeke. He fucks me so much harder when he’s angry.”
I grab her hair and yank her head back, exposing the skin on her long neck. “Can you not talk about you and Zeke fucking? I don’t really want to know that I’m turning you on.” I let my tongue lap down her neck, like a dog thirsting for water. Tasting Siren like this does nothing. She’s a beautiful woman, but I think of her as a sister. She’s my best friend. My soulmate. My partner in crime. She’s not my lover.
“Eww,” Siren says but the way she says it makes anyone looking on think I just made her come with my tongue on her neck alone.
Her hands go to my shirt, and she continues to unbutton it as her lips kiss my chest. “Are they watching?”
I can feel Liesel’s heated gaze. “Yes.”
I let my eyes cut to them, and I about fucking lose it.
Liesel’s dress has been ripped from her body. Zeke is using the remnants of her dress to tie her arms together, while the other guy slobbers on her neck.
“We need to up our game,” I tell Siren.
Her eyes cut to them. “He won’t hurt her.”
“He will if he thinks I’m fucking you.”
Siren yanks off my shirt and then goes to work on my belt. I face them as I shove Siren down on her knees in front of me. I won’t strip her of her clothes, but I sure as hell am going to let her go further than I ever thought I would.
This isn’t chicken between me and Siren. It’s chicken between me and Zeke.
I look at Liesel, who is cringing with each kiss, biting her lip in disgust.
“You want Zeke to hurt Liesel?” Siren asks when she has my pants undone. I know what she’s asking. How far do I want her to go? She’s willing. She’d do almost anything for me after everything I’ve done for her.
I want Zeke out of the games. I want a more fair match between Liesel and the other man. She has no chance as long as he’s holding her back and letting the other man do whatever he wants to her.
“Yes,” I blow out.
In that second, she has my cock out, and her lips are wrapping around it.
“Jesus,” I curse too loud.
I was expecting her to pull my cock out, and maybe fake touch me. I wasn’t expecting a fucking blowjob.
Slap.
Zeke slaps Liesel so fucking hard across the cheek. All I see is red. Sure, my cock is hard, but there are a million naked hot people around me all moaning. Liesel is standing basically naked in front of me. Of course, I’m turned on.
You’re a deadman, I mouth to Zeke. How dare he touch my woman.
Without thinking, I grab Siren’s hair and fist it in a ponytail. Then I pump her head back and forth over my cock.
I’m numb. I don’t feel her warm lips, wet tongue, moist saliva. All I see is Zeke’s hand across Liesel’s face.
Surrender, asshole. Or I’m going to take this too far.
Zeke screams pineapple.
What?
It’s then that I realize it’s his safe word.
I release Siren.
She removes my cock from her mouth and whispers her word.
Even as quietly as she whispered it, a man walks over to escort her out with Zeke.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper to her as she stands on her feet.
“I’m not. Zeke’s going to fuck me so hot tonight.” She winks, and then she’s led out behind Zeke.
I glance over to Liesel, who now has the man she’s with tied up and on his knees.
Thanks for your help, she mouths in my direction.
“You’re a sucker. I don’t know who that woman is to you, but you just fell into her trap. She couldn’t manipulate two men, so she had you get rid of one for her,” Mr. Lloyd says behind me.
I know he’s right.
“Now, about that asshole,” he continues.
Like hell, I’m going to let anyone near my ass right now.
I turn and grab Lloyd by the neck.
“Ooh, you’re into erotic asphyxiation? Me too,” he says.
“Soon, you won’t be.”
I squeeze hard around his neck as I shove him toward the railing. He’ll either die from lack of oxygen, or I’ll throw him overboard. Either way is a
