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Chapter 14

Lola

After three rounds with the guys in less than forty-eight hours I was feeling sore all over. My pussy hurt, but it was a beautiful hurt, the kind of hurt you wanted to feel over and over again because it was the result of such intense pleasure.

It had been quite a while since I’d had sex, not because I hadn’t had opportunity, but because I was so hyper-focused on my career that I didn’t want a man in my life distracting me. When I dated male models, they all seemed to have a vanity to them that I found a major turn-off. Most were more into their looks than I was. If I dated someone who was outside the world of modeling, I found that it was only a matter of time before jealousy reared its ugly head. I even had a one boyfriend punch a guy I was posing for an erotic type of session with. I’d assured him that my partner had no interest in me – he was more fond of the other male models than in the women – but that hadn’t seemed to matter at all.

Pulling the towel from my body, I tossed it onto the armchair next to the bed and opened the duffle bag with my clothing in it. Grabbing a pair of jean shorts, tank, and undergarments I quickly put them on. It was nice to get into my own clothing. I hadn’t worn a bra in a few days and while gravity hadn’t taken a toll on my tits yet, it would eventually, and leaving them flopping in the wind for days wasn’t helping to keep them in perky shape.

Pulling the towel from my head, I patted my long, wet hair and once it was dry enough put a brush through it. I took ten minutes to apply some make-up using the mirror attached to the dresser. The lighting wasn’t the greatest for make-up application, but it wasn’t like I was going anywhere where I’d be judged. My men didn’t seem the types to chase after women who caked their make-up on.

Whoa… My men. Where did that come from? Whyshould I care what they guys liked or didn’t like? Once this was done and over with I’d never see them again. They were simply stress relief. A way to pass the time in this godawful boring place.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I noticed the frown on my lips at the thought of never seeing Ash or Phoenix again. They were criminals – kidnappers. Sure I’d had a couple nights with them, but that was simply stress relief; I couldn’t honestly expect to be with them. To be an “old lady” to one of them just didn’t make sense. Just the term “old lady” made me cringe. Why would their women put up with such a disrespectful term?

No… nothing had changed. I couldn’t let my pussy cloud my mind. I needed to get out of here and the sooner the better.

The bedroom door swung open and Ash poked his head in, giving me a start. “Hey Talon and Lily are here. They’re going to call Raven so we’re going to need you to play the part of Gabriella again.”

Spinning around, I looked at Ash. “Is that such a good idea? I mean, I’m not her. Maybe he didn’t see it last time, but what if he notices the difference this time?”

He didn’t reply, but just stared at me.

I shifted from one foot to the other, giving him a shy smile. The hunger in his gaze made my core clench. “What’s that look for?”

Clearing his throat, he replied, “You look fucking hot. I mean, truly fucking sexy. If Talon wasn’t on the way I’d carry you over to the bed and fuck you until you were too sore to sit.”

Giggling, I rolled my eyes at him. “I’m already at that point. You two are insatiable.”

Giving me a lopsided grin, Ash entered the room walking – correction: swaggering – his way over to me. “Maybe we could be quick.” Slipping a hand to the back of my head, he grasped my skull on his large hand as his head lowered, his lips crashing down onto mine. There was no tenderness in his kiss; it was raw and pure domination. And I fucking loved it. My entire body shivered as our tongues danced. I didn’t realize before how much I loved being dominated and controlled until now. Of course, I’d never been with two men who were so strong, large and alpha in my life.

It was terrifying.

It was invigorating.

It was intoxicating.

And I couldn’t get enough.

Oh, fuck me.

My knees grew weak. It took every ounce of strength I had in me to push him back and regain my breath and my senses. “We can’t do this now,” I gasped, looking up into his hunger-filled eyes.

It looked as though he was going to advance once again, but at the last second he stepped back. “You’re right.” He swiped at his lips with his thumb, removing the red lip gloss that had transferred to him. “When you’re ready come join us in the living room. Don’t be long.”

He left, leaving the door wide open. Giving myself a final look in the mirror I quickly re-did my lip gloss since our kiss had smeared it. Satisfied with how I looked, I left the bedroom and headed for the living room.

Upon entering the living room I was surprised to see that Talon had already arrived and was sitting on the sofa, with Lily sitting next to him. Ash and Phoenix were both standing against the wall closest to me.

Talon looked up from his phone at me and frowned. “You look different.”

Looking at the guys, I wasn’t sure what I was expected to say to that so I shrugged.

“Come sit down on the chair. I need you to pretend to be Gabriella again. We’ve got a lead on her, but nothing is for sure yet. Until it’s confirmed, you’re Gabriella.”

Walking over to the chair, I sat on the edge, my hands clasped on my lap. “Are you sure this is a good idea? I was able to pass as her the last time, but what if he asks me something personal or sees something he didn’t before. He already said I looked thinner.”

Talon huffed. “Look, I’m going to try to avoid putting you on video. But if you have to go on you need to convince him you are his old woman.”