Page 4 of Marked By the Pack
Tuesday
Zoey
Before going back to my livestream, I sent Emma a quick text, just asking if she was okay.
She didn’t respond.
I knew that meant she was probably seducing Callum. But…it could also mean she couldn’t respond because a vampire was sucking the life out of her.Text me back, Emma.I kept my phone next to me just in case she responded. It was hard being sexy when I was worried.
I grabbed a zucchini, propped myself on my side, and went back into my live feed. Subscribers paid a monthly fee to access all my picture uploads and live feeds. And for an extra $200 for ten minutes, they could chat with me privately. My message icon requesting personal chats was blinking.
But there was only one person I was interested in talking to right now. KingOfTheDead was one of the users waiting for some personal attention. I stared into the closest camera as I ran the zucchini down the side of my neck, across my clavicle, and down the front of my chest.
I watched my subscriber number tick up in the corner and smiled. I made enough money just from subscribers that I didn’t really need to offer personalsessions. But it was the personal chats that I loved the most. Especially the ones with King.
I clicked on his username and my monitor switched to a view of King in his Anubis mask. He was in his office tonight. The wall behind him had black and gold geometric wallpaper. And there were shelves with gold statues that werejusttoo blurry for me to be able to make them out. Maybe they were awards. And he didn’t want me to be able to see his real name etched beneath them.
Sometimes he was in a library. Other times he was in his bedroom. Sometimes he was in a wine cellar. It was like he was giving me a tour of his enormous mansion.
But he was never in a good mood when he was in his office working late. Or…early? I had no idea where he was from. His accent was impossible to place.
“Zoey,” he said. “Take it off.” His voice was deep and impatient.
Yeah, his accent was impossible to place. But God it was sexy. Especially when he was having a stressful day.
“I have a question for you first.” Billionaires knew the secrets of the world better than anyone. He might know something about vampires and vampire hunters. “Do you think that…”
“I said take it off.” He leaned forward, putting his elbows on his desk as he stared at me. He was wearing a suit jacket, but the top of his collared shirt beneath it was unbuttoned. “Now.”
Of all days for him to be in a bad mood from work. But I also loved it when he spoke to me that way. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. The straps slowly fell down my arms.
King sighed, like it was the best part of his day.
And I wondered if he knew it was mine too. I hooked my fingers in the sides of my thong.
“Stop.”
My hands froze.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.”
I moved to the end of my mattress.
“Spread your legs like you’re sitting right in front of me on my desk.”
Jesus.I spread my thighs apart. I watched him in the monitor lean forward even more. Like he really was right in front of me.
“Do you have any idea what I’d be doing to you if you were here, Zoey?”
I had a good idea. I lifted my chest slightly, making my tits look even better. “Let me see your face,” I said. I always asked him at least once per session. And he always ignored me.
“Run your hand up the inside of your thigh.”
I reached out and slowly ran my fingers up my thigh.
“Arch your back.”
I knew how much he loved this view. Envisioning himself fucking me on his desk. I arched my back even more.
