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“Jesus, she’s already pretty wet,” I heard Greg say.
“Just wait,” Kraven breathed.
I could feel his dick hard against my back. His fingers played with my clit until I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped and my legs jolted. I tried to close them but one of his hands slid up and grabbed my neck. He squeezed.
“What did I say?” He whispered.
He fingered me slowly until I was so wet I could feel myself dripping onto his lap. I was shaking under his hands, my breathing ragged. He stopped and I moaned softly in protest. He chuckled.
“You don’t get to come right now. Not in front of all these people. They didn’t pay for that.” He said against my ear, speaking only to me.
“Alright Greg,” he said after a moment. “Five minutes. No cutting or damaging of my property.”
I saw Greg appear and he knelt between my legs. His hands slid up my thighs and I tensed. Kraven’s hands held my thighs apart on either side of his, spreading me wide and trapping me in place. Greg moaned and I felt his breath on me.
“You’re a lucky, rich bastard,” he said to Kraven.
Then his tongue was on me and I inhaled sharply. He was far less skilled than Kraven. But he was also doing this for himself, not for me. His fingers slipped inside me, roughly exploring and I winced. Kraven’s breath on my neck made me shiver and I knew he was watching Greg carefully. Greg’s fingers shoved deep and a small sound of distress left my lips as I jerked in Kraven’s arms. I glared angrily down at him. Greg liked that but when he raised his eyes, I saw him glance at Kraven and he must have seen something ominous there because the roughness stopped.Finally he sat back, a dazed look on his face and then resumed his seat, licking his fingers.
“I can see why you spent the big bucks,” Greg said.
I sagged in Kraven’s arms in relief it was over although I didn’t like the way Roger was looking at me. He looked hungry and I knew it wasn’t for my pussy. He was hungry for blood. When I tentatively tried to close my legs, Kraven let me slide them over his and we sat up straighter in the chair together.
“Gentlemen!” Cooper appeared at the bar. “Tonight the forest will be open for a rare night event if anyone wants to participate in that. The Red Room will also be open for those who want to do group play, maybe share a little of your bounty?—and dinner will be served in the dining room in ten minutes.”
He disappeared and the men started to disperse to wherever dinner was held. Slowly the guards collected the women and escorted them out of the cocktail bar. Kraven stood up and I slid off his lap.
“See you soon,” he said and winked at me before he sauntered off with the men. I didn’t know what that meant but I didn’t have time to ask before I saw Sal headed towards me.
“There’s my little bunny,” Sal said, grabbing my arm. I flinched away from him, looking over to where Kraven disappeared but the men were gone.
“He’s not here to save you,” Sal taunted. Tank came up and together they escorted me out of the cocktail bar. I knew he was right. No one was going to save me here. I was on my own and I didn’t have a clue how to escape.
15
KAELIN
I was going back to the forest. Kraven obviously wanted to chase me again. Sal stripped me out of the dress and I stood shivering in the dark. Then Tank came over and pressed a button on my collar that lit me up like a Christmas tree—the collar blazed with golden light. It would be impossible to hide with this screaming my location in the dark.
“That doesn’t seem fair,” I grumbled.
“None of this is supposed to be fair,” Tank laughed.
Sal opened the door and with a slap on my ass, pushed me through into the forest.
“Run fast little rabbit,” he taunted before the door slammed. I was just glad they didn’t touch me this time. I looked around and walked off through the trees to look for a place to hide. Cooper had been strategic about this forest. There weren’t very many places to successfully hide and after a few minutes I was well and truly freezing. It must have been about an hour or so before I saw or heard anyone and when I did I froze, looking around carefully. I heard sniffling nearby and looking around I saw a soft glow through some bushes. I walked over and crouched down. It was Johnson’s woman.
“Are you alright?”
“How—can you even ask that?” She hissed.
Her voice was barely coherent.
She was shaking harder than I was.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, feeling tears in my eyes. “I wish there was something I could do.”
“There isn’t anything you can do. There isn’t anything any of us can do.”
