Page 76 of Rebellion

Clever girl. She topped her question with a squeak and a jerk of her hips.

“Have Gray make her submit. It’s what she wants. Put her on his lap, one hand on her throat and the other in her cunt. She’ll come for him fast and hard. Then you’ll win, Lilliana.”

Foster. He gave the command that silenced the entire rest of the crowd.

The problem was, he was right. Every time I’d seen Foster make one of his subs come that way, well, let’s just say I’d been more than hot and wet. Gray had even put his hands on my neck before knowing it got us both hot.

Probably where Foster had learned it in the first place.

If Lilly followed Foster’s command, neither of us would win. Foster would.

I looked at her, willing her to come up with anything else.

She looked down at Hawk who’d stopped his ministrations between her legs. He nodded.

Lilly frowned and for one second I thought she wasn’t going to use Foster’s command. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, I knew I was doomed. “Do it, Gray. Make her yours.”

No no no no no. Every part of me screamed not to let Foster take that control back. He’d played me like a fool. I thought I had him. I did, we were all going to win, he’d be the only loser.

“Red.”

Foster might win, but not because of his power play. I’d forfeit first.

Hawk stood and pointed at me. “Bullshit, Angelina. If you call red on that you’ll be cheating. Remember, I know you, I know your body, and I know your kinks.”

I stepped away from Gray. He grabbed my hand and kept me there.

“Angelina. You are already mine, and I am yours. Don’t let Foster get into your head. We will win this despite him.”

“I don’t want to win, not like this.”

“Yes, you do.”

I searched his eyes. There was only faith and trust and sexy lust, where I was looking for answers. “Okay.”

This was either the smartest decision I’d ever made or the dumbest. I was about to see.

“Tate, bring us two chairs. Hawk untie Lilly. We’ll use Foster’s suggestion, but both of us at the same time.”

Lilly’s eyes went as wide as Pluto’s orbit. Yeah, that’s right. I knew she wouldn’t last long with Hawk giving her the same treatment.

Dominic and Tate brought up the chairs and set them side by side for me.

I took the opportunity to taunt Lilly so that Foster could hear. “We’ll see who can hold out the longest, huh?”

“Fine.” She said, she meant – “You’re going down.”

I sent a quick prayer to whoever was the patron saint of orgasms.

“Hawk, Gray, you must do your best to make us come as fast as you can. Tate will be referee and will give a warning if he thinks you’re cheating. One warning only. If you have to be told a second time, you’re out and the other team wins.”

Everyone nodded and the men took their seats. I reached for Lilly’s hand. “May the best woman win.”

“I will.”

I sat on Gray’s lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his neck, then whispered in his ear. “I think I can hold out as long as she does, don’t let me come until she’s ready. Then we’ll come together and both win.”

He slapped my bottom. Hard. He frowned and said to the audience. “Nice try, Angel, but I’m making you come for me.”

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