Page 108 of Rebel

“You think so? Do I look good enough to hang out with you and your celebrity friends?” she mocks, stepping back to do a twirl.

Grinning, I grab her hand and press it against my hard cock. “What do you think?”

Her eyes dilate and her lips part with desire as she grips me. My gaze drops to her mouth again, and I wonder if I have time to take care of my girl’s wants when Chase’s annoying voice fills the air.

“Come on, fuckers, it’s time to party!” Chase calls up the stairs. “Don’t make me come and get you!”

I almost groan, and she shakes her head, both of us wanting to finish what we started, but if we don’t go down there right now, Chase will just come up here and drag us downstairs with our pants around our ankles.

He’s an asshole like that.

“You heard the man.” I grin and take her hand. “Let’s party.”

Beck is a couple of drinks deep, and she seems more relaxed. She smiles at anyone who comes to talk to us, but she doesn’t bother introducing herself, which annoys me. She’s acting like she’s sitting with us, not one of us. She’s not a fucking groupie.

She’s our girl.

She’s our lead singer.

When she heads into the pool room to escape for a little bit, I follow her. There’s a couple in here making out, and I jerk my head at them. They leave immediately, and I shut the door behind me, only to roll my eyes when Kolton follows me in with a grin. He never takes his eyes off our girl, so it’s not a surprise he followed her too.

“What are you guys doing?” she asks, turning around with a frown.

The music pumps through the walls, muffling our voices from everyone else, but the closed door gives us some semblance of privacy, so I head her way, only to freeze when it swings open again. Turning, I arch a brow as a grinning Chase comes in and slams it. “Thank fuck. Save me from all the women out there, pretty girl.”

She snorts. “Must be so hard for you.”

“Lock it,” I order Kolton, and he turns it so no one else can wander in.

“I know something that’s hard.” Chase winks.

She rolls her eyes and turns away, and I watch his eyes darken. He storms past me, cuffing her neck and dragging her back until she’s pressed against his body. “I have been dodging hands all night, pretty girl, and I haven’t let a single fucking one of them touch me. I don’t even want them to. I don’t even look at women anymore. Only you. You’re the only thing I think about, and as much as I like seeing you jealous, I don’t want you to worry. I’m yours, Beck, all the way through.”

She shudders, glancing at me, and I see desire burning in her gaze, loosened by the alcohol and privacy.

“Maybe she needs to be reminded,” I murmur as I step in front of her, tilting her chin up with a finger. My black nail polish shines brightly against her skin, and my skull ring catches her flesh, making her groan. Kolton hops up on the pool table, and it gives me an idea. I can’t help but smirk.

“What do you think, baby? Do you need to be reminded of who you are and how much power you have over us? We are the three richest and most powerful men in this house, and that’s our tour party out there, but we are in here, begging for a taste. What does that tell you?”

“Trav,” she whispers. “The party?—”

“The door is locked, and it’s our party, and we do what we and who we want, which is you,” I whisper.

Chase grins at me and grips her hips, trapping her between us as he licks a line up her neck to her ear. “Let’s see how well the music covers your screams, pretty girl.”

Dropping to my knees, I run my hands up her legs to her hips, grabbing her shorts and pausing as I wait for permission. I want her to take charge. She looks down at me, biting her bottom lip.

“Look at him,” Chase murmurs, nipping her ear. “He’s one of the most wanted and powerful men in any room, and he’s on his knees, begging for a taste of you.”

I arch a brow, waiting, and she smirks before leaning back into Chase. “Then we better not keep him waiting. Take my shorts off.”

That’s my girl.

I unbuckle them and slide them down her legs. Lifting one, I drag my nose over her foot, pulling the shorts off as I go, before kissing it and dropping it to the floor then doing the same to the other. I toss her shorts away, and now she’s just in that jeweled shirt and her heels.

“Keep her like that,” Kolt orders. “Her shirt and heels have been driving me wild all night. I want to look at them while I fuck her and feel her heels digging into my ass while her pretty tits push through with each thrust.” We all look at him in shock, and he grins. “What?”

“Nothing.” I shake my head, winking at Beck. “You heard the man.”

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