Page 13 of Bonded

“Oh, um…” he looks up nervously and points. “Sorry, but I just couldn’t stop her. She was gone before I could… Well, see for yourself.” They both look up and Digby’s eyes follow Riley’s hand as he gestures toward the stage.

“Holy fuck! Geez…” he groans as he watches Kat grappling with the silver pole on the DJ stage. Pushing her ass against it, she leans forward, her breasts on display as the gathered fabric drops open each time she bends towards the floor. Laughing with a wild and drunken abandon, she throws her hair back, pushes her hands up the pole over her head, and then slides up and down it like she’s riding a cock.

The crowd goes wild. Cheering loudly, celebrating each of her moves, and it encourages her on.

Both Digby and Riley standstill, frozen to the spot with their mouths open, watching. Neither man can help it but her dancing is turning them on. Their cocks filled with a heavy longing as they watch her sexy dancing.

“Damn, she’s good at that,” Riley gasps with delight. A huge grin filling his face.

“What the fuck?” Digby stares at him with a look of anger. “Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me? This is stupid!” Digby pulls his thoughts together and notices the mainly dominant alpha crowd that has formed around her—all vying for space at the front.

Hearing them cheer her on, Kat loves the attention, and she continues to grind her ass against the pole. Dropping her hips towards the floor, her moves become more and more suggestive.

“Shit!” Digby sighs as he forces his way to the front of the enthusiastic crowd.

Zak surfaces from ‘Anna’s’lips. He smiles as he thinks of all the things he’s going to do with her when they eventually leave the club, but then as he turns around his eyes are drawn to the dance pole on the stage and his smile quickly disappears. “Fuck!” He gasps, watching as Kat continues her routine. “Oh hell… Hey, can you just hold that thought for one second? Actually, you know what, why don’t you go through to the VIP area, tell them Zak sent you and that you’re with Digby’s group. I just have to sort somethin’… ASAP!”

With that, he’s gone. And sending people like bowling pins to the ground, he pushes his way forward to the front of the crowd. Then, leaping onto the stage, he grabs a hold of WOLF’s newest recruit. “Kat, c’mon you need to get down. You can’t be up here doin’ that. Not in here.”

“Get the fuck off me!” she screams at him. “I’m dancing and I’m having some fun.”

“Yeah, well, no. No, you’re not. Not here. Kat, you’re gonna cause a fuckin’ riot if you continue. You’ve got nearly every fuckin’ alpha in this club here lookin’ at ya.”

“Yeah… And? Zak, I said get the hell off me!” She attempts to pull his hand from the top of her arm but the effect of the alcohol she’s consumed means she can’t focus properly and her body lacks coordination. In her high heels, she overbalances and stumbles forward. Zak then easily grabs her and throwing her over his shoulders, he jumps down from the stage.

A loud chorus of boos sound across the crowd and they groan angrily, having lost their entertainment

Digby spots Zak and follows him. He’s struggling to keep a hold of the wild and screeching Kat but with a firm grip on her, he moves swiftly across the dance floor. Digby gets in front of them and shoves anyone who comes near away, while Riley, like a lost puppy, plays catch up as he follows behind.

Back in the quieter safety of the VIP area, Zak sets her down, and she steadies herself. “Hey… what the hell are you doing? You know… I-I was d-dan-cing. Get the h-hell off me. I wanna go back,” she slurs.

“No, no, you’re not. You stay right there!” Digby demands as he rubs his hand over his face and sighs with relief. “Kat, you can’t be out there, it’s not safe. Not for someone like you.”

“Not safe? What the fuck do you mean… And someone like me? I’m not a child. You know I managed perfectly well to-to go out, long before you were… were even a thing. What the hell… Why do you make me feel like this?” she sneers. “I don’t care anymore. You know I’d rather take my chances out there than sit here and watch you and her. Her trying to fuck you in front of me! I mean, what is the deal with that bitch, anyway?” She gestures her hand in any random direction she thinks Alyssa might be, and drunkenly stumbles around. “You wanna fuck her? Well, okay… okay, then go right ahead. I don’t care, but don’t think that I’ll just sit here and watch you, cos I damn well won’t. Anyway… I’m gonna fuck Riley, and then when I’m done…” she laughs, “… Zak!”

She grabs at Zak’s hand before collapsing down onto the seat behind her. “Oh hell…” he groans, pulling her grip, dragging his fingers through his hair in frustration. As Digby stares at him, he closes his eyes and swallows. “You know man, that is so not gonna happen, right? I don’t look at her in that way… Ever! I mean, never at all!”

“It’s okay, I know. It’s her she’s drunk. Kat… Alyssa means nothin’ to me. We’re done, me and her are over, do you understand that?”

“No, no, you go right ahead, I can see it’s what she wants. So do it! I mean she’s dressed quite‘nice’isn’t she?”

“Oh, geez…” he groans. “Is that what this is still about? All this just because I said you looked nice?”

“Oh fuck you! Go away and leave me alone. I’m not talking to you anymore!” She flops back against the seat and lays down.

Digby sighs in frustration. Grabbing her he forces her up but watching him, Riley intervenes and steps between them. “Hey, you need to calm down. She wasn’t doing anything wrong. She was just having a good time.” He frowns, trying to calm some of the intense tension.

“Having a good time?” Digby faces him, only inches away from his nose. “Not that it’s any of your fuckin’ business, but she can’t be out there, not on her own. This place, it’s not for someone like her to just be… doin’ what she wants. What she was doin’ was attractin’ way too much attention. Oh hell… I don’t expect you to understand. It’s just not a safe place for a wo— to be on her own.”

“But she wasn’t on her own, I was with her, and don’t try to intimidate me because that bullshit really won’t work. Remember Quinn’s, my brother, I’ve dealt with this kind of shit before.”

“Now listen here, you fuckin’ freak! You…” Digby laughs, “you really have no clue, do you? Anyway, tell me, what the hell were you gonna do? Look at you…” he snorts. “Trust me, that out there was about to turn real ugly, real quick. What the fuck could a scrawny weird freak like you do, huh?” Digby pushes his chest against him, but Riley shoves back. It’s more than enough to wind up Digby’s temper, and with a delighted grin, he thumps Riley hard in the face.

It sends him reeling backward. Kat screams and she sits up. “Digby! What the fuck are you doing? Riley did nothing wrong.”

“Right, so you’re not parading him under my nose tryin’ to make me jealous then? Hm? What, you didn’t think I’d notice what you were doin’?”

“Oh, go to hell! And no, no, I wasn’t trying to make you jealous. Why would I bother? If you must know, we were just talking. Ryan, what the fuck is wrong with you? Oh… oh, I get it, ‘cause that’s what you were doing with her, right? Trying to make me jealous. Well, you know what… go fuck her and leave me the hell alone.”

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