Page 8 of Marked By the Pack
“What?”
“That got you interested in vampires?”
“Mhm.” I was barely paying attention to him. My mind was spinning with what-ifs.
King ran his hand along the scruff of his chin as he continued staring at me. “Okay.”
I wanted to tell him the truth. But I’d promised not to tell anyone Callum’s secret.
King glanced at his watch. “I have a meeting in five. I have to go.”
“But…” I grabbed my breasts. I didn’t want him to go. There was a pit in my stomach and I needed him to distract me.
“Be careful, Zoey.” He leaned forward and exed out of the feed.
Be careful? Damn it.I’d felt completely relaxed while he was whispering sinful things at me. But now that I was sitting all alone again with his warning spinning around in my head, I was freaking out. Why wasn’t Emma responding? What had Callum done to her?!
I tried to call her but her phone rang a few times and went to voicemail.
I shot her an S.O.S. text and dropped my phone back on my mattress. I pulled my lingerie back on, ignoring how wet my thong was. I’d probably be taking it off again soon anyway. Sex was the only thing that would keep my mind off all the worries running around in my head.
I sat back on my mattress and put my hand on my stomach as I switched back to my livestream. I ran my hand lower and lower, stopping right above my thong.Just the tips of my fingers disappeared beneath the lacy fabric. Whoever I clicked on next needed to distract me. And I was setting up what I wanted perfectly.
He’d tell me to keep moving my hand lower. He’d have me ride my hand until all I saw was stars.
But then I saw Grudge’s username. I immediately clicked on it and it switched to a private session with him.
I removed my hand from my thong and walked over to the monitor. I sat down at my desk so I could face him head on.
“Don’t stop touching yourself on my account,” Grudge said with a smile.
“I have a favor I need to ask you, Grudge.”
“But now I’m hard.”
“So jerk off.”
“I’m paying you the big bucks, Zoey. The least you could do is work for it a bit.”
I laughed. “Fine. What do you want to see?”
“Did you already do that banana bit tonight?”
“Yes, I’ve had enough potassium for one evening.”
He laughed. His desk was covered in empty cans of energy drinks. And he was still wearing his headset from a computer game he’d been playing. He probably had as many followers on his videogame streaming site as I did on my naughty streaming site. And he was always up as late as me. His blue hair was more askew than usual. And I wondered if he’d been up for more than 48 hours straight. He did that sometimes when a new game dropped.
“Well, I just died on level ten,” he said. “Level ten!” He sighed. “I need a pick me up. Just take your top off and ask me your favor.”
“Deal.” I unclasped my bra and threw it at one of the cameras.
His eyes fell to my breasts. “Also, can you moan my name in that way you do when I make you come?”
I laughed. And then I cleared my throat and shimmied a little. “Grudge,” I moaned and bit my lip.
He smiled. “I love when you do that. Okay, ask me your favor.”
“Can you hack into someone’s phone, start recording a video, and then share it with me?”
