Page 89 of Brightness

Chapter Twenty-Two

IVY

Elation flows through me. I had no idea this was coming. Prospecting in and being claimed at the same time, I was not expecting it at all. Everyone surrounds Void and me, giving their congratulations, when all I want to do is rip Void’s clothes off.

I should be out there celebrating with the guys.

And I will.

Fucking hell, I will.

But I’m also an Old Lady, and right now, I need to let my Old Man know how much I appreciate what he’s done for me here today.

Eva bounces up and down, her hands gripping mine as she smiles at me. “I’m so excited for you. This is exactly what you need, Ivy! An outlet. Being part of the club is going to be amazing for you.”

“I was already part of the club, they just needed to accept it,” I tease.

“With the way you handle the crop, not to mention Andrés and Wyatt, yeah. I agree, Toxin. That’s why it was such an easy vote for us,” Nycto insists.

I spin back to Eva. “I’m so glad we’re here.”

“This is the best place for the both of us,” Eva agrees.

I grip hold of Void’s hand. “I couldn’t agree more, but I need to go celebrate all this with my Old Man. If you’ll excuse us…”

Everyone chuckles as Void waggles his eyebrows at me. I take off, leading him toward the hall for his room. I practically break the door down in my impatience to get inside. I need to show Void how much I care about him.

He slams it shut behind me, and I shove him up against the door. His eyes widen as my lips slam to his. That spark, that undeniable chemistry that ignites when we touch, illuminates my body as my tongue dances with his, fighting for dominance. Void’s hands slide up under my shirt and along my skin, his fingers heading toward my bra. He unclips it before I can even take my cut and shirt off.

My cut…

An involuntary shiver runs through me, my nipples hardening at the thought.

I chuckle against his lips as I pull back, shrug out of my cut, fold it, and place it on his desk. He quickly does the same as I yank my shirt over my head, my bra immediately dropping to the floor.

Void’s eyes fall to my taut buds, and he groans. “I’ll never get sick of looking at you.” His voice is low as he pulls his shirt over his head.

I step back, letting him have a good view as I thread my thumbs into my jeans and pull them down, leaving me in my red lace panties. He rearranges his cock in his pants as I tilt my head toward him. “C’mon, Void, keep up.”

He smirks, and his hands fall to his buckle, quickly undressing. I kick my flats off while watching his cock standing tall, hard as a fucking rock against his belly button. I haven’t seen any other cocks in my life to compare with Void’s, but I know that his is fucking glorious, and I can’t wait to have it inside me again.

He stalks toward me, a devilish glint in his eyes. Excitement bubbles inside me before he reaches me, his hands moving to my panties. With brute strength, he tears them to shreds, and they fall like lifeless scraps to the floor while I run my hands up his tattooed pecs.

“There you are. Hello, Sir.”

He rolls his shoulders. “I think Sir and Toxin can both play tonight. You game?”

My hand slides up from his pec, and I quickly grip his throat, staring into his eyes. I tighten as excitement flows through me like never before. His nostrils flare as he tries to suck in air. I grin so fucking wide as my other hand moves to his cock, wrapping around it, and I begin to stroke. “I’m game. The question is, are you?”

His hands move up, gripping my shoulders so firmly I’m sure it will bruise, and he spins me, breaking my hold and pushing my front down over the bed as he picks up a paddle from under his bed—one I didn’t even know he possessed. My eyes widen as my pussy tingles.

“Let’s play.” He groans as he slams the paddle against the apex of my pussy and ass.

I jerk forward on the bed as the vibration filters through me. Closing my eyes, I revel in the pleasurable pain.

He slams the paddle down again, harder this time, my pussy clenching so tight I need some friction.

Toxin decides she needs to play, so I kick into gear. Just as he’s about to slap me again, I flip myself over and slide my legs out, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him closer to me. He loses his balance, and I fling him onto the bed. He growls as I flip him onto his back, straddling him, my hands pushing into his chest and forcing his back to the mattress.

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