Page 123 of Scatter the Bones

Stella steps away from Margot and slides her hand onto my shoulder, her fingers drifting down my arm. “Actually,” she purrs, “a three-way would be beautiful. You’re such an attractive couple. The three of us together would be very popular.”

Before I can flick her off, Margot reaches out and clamps her hand around Stella’s bony wrist and not-so-gently peels it off me.

“No thank you,” Margot says in that sweet but deadly way that gives the same vibe as a southerner saying “bless your heart” when they mean “fuck all the way off.”

The only thing getting my dick hard in this conversation is Margot’s quiet ferocity and blatant possessiveness.

At this point, Stella’s used to hearing “no” from members of my club. She dips her chin at Margot, all fake politeness, but the tight line at the corner of her mouth gives away her irritation at our refusal.

Too fucking bad.

“Of course.” Stella lowers her lashes in a sultry sweep that probably works on ninety percent of the male population.Not me.

“If you ever change your mind…” Her gaze slides to Margot, then back to me. “Jigsaw knows how to reach me.”

The way she says it—low and loaded—makes it sound like we’ve got personal history. Which we absolutely-the-fuck do not.

Fucking she-devil.

Stella slinks away, hips swaying under her see-through dress like she wants to let us know what we’re missing out on. Margot’s territorial gaze follows her to the other side of the room. Then she turns her furious eyes on me.

“What about me says, I not only want to have a three-way,” she seethes, “but I want it filmed and thrown on the internet for the whole world to watch and jack off to?”

“You’re not flattered?” I deadpan.

She jabs her fist in my gut. “No!”

“She’s asked a lot of us to ‘star’ in her films. For a while she had this biker series?—”

Margot’s eyes narrow. “Has she askedyoubefore?”

“Lots of times. And Rooster. And Rock—although she backed off when he told her he’s married. Z actually dated her for a while, before Lilly, but she didn’t get to capture anything for posterity, and I think she’s still salty about it.”

“I’m sorry,what?” Margot bobs her head, her gaze pinging around the room. “How can Lilly stand that?”

“If you’ll notice, Z and Lilly aren’t here tonight.”

“That’s ridiculous,” she fumes. “Why can’t Stella fuck off to one of your other charters?”

“I ask myself that all the time. But?—”

“She’s the club’s biggest moneymaker,” Margot finishes for me.

“Yup.” My lips twist into a wry smile. “If it makes you feel better, I think we’re the only ones she’s pitched a three-way concept to.”

“Uh, no. No, that doesnotmake me feel better at all.” She lowers her voice. “I hope that’s not a fantasy ofyours, because it doesn’t appeal to me. At all.” She grazes her hand over my crotch. “I’m only into dick. And only one in particular.”

It’s such a wild thing to come out of Margot’s mouth, I choke on a laugh. Maybe she’ll survive spending time here after all. She’s fifty kinds of fired up now.

“Is it?” she persists.

Been there, done that, found it more work and drama than I need in my life.“No.”

Margot smooths her hands over her dress. “Well, I guess I should be thankful she didn’t call me fat. Since she went out of her way to put us side by side and point out ourdifferences.”

I grab her hand, tugging it away from her dress. I lean in, mouth brushing her ear. “I fucking love your body. Every curve. Every inch of you drives me crazy.”

Pink floods her cheeks; even the tip of her nose is red. “Thank you.”

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