Page 186 of Conquered
My breathing quickens as she does his bidding, turning to go over to Kai who holds out his jizz filled palm to her. She drinks that, then moves on to Jax where she does the same thing one more time. Even I hear his growl of approval as she licks his big palm with sure strokes of her pink tongue.
She finishes with one final lick, and I regret not putting my dick away sooner as he’s pretty much hard again. But I guess I can’t spend the whole night with him out. Shame.
I Feel Like I’m Drowningby Two Feet comes over the speakers just as Lilly straightens up and the drapes around our table begin to slowly open.
“That’s my cue,” she tells us, giving me a cheeky wink, then walking down the steps, scurrying off across the polished floor towards a door that Ryan is guarding. He gives us a nod.
“What the fuck is she up to now?” Ash muses aloud, his eyes narrowed on the door that our brunette pixie vanished through.
A devilish smirk lifts my lips, my own eyes going back to the door as I remember the feeling of her plump lips wrapped around my cock, which twitches at the visual.
“Whatever it is,” I start, grabbing my drink and leaning back in my seat, “you know it’ll be good,” I tell him. “And besides, you can punish her later, brother.”
LILLY
My mouth still tingles from the pounding that Loki gave it earlier, my throat a little sore and my pussy damp and fluttering, Her Vagisty demanding satisfaction.
“Did they enjoyBom?” Lexi asks, leaning over and helping me to pin the army-style navy blue garrison cap into my forties styled hair.
My lips twitch, and that’s all the answer she needs. She chuckles that throaty laugh of hers, and I get up, surveying my costume in the full-length mirror for the next dance. I’m looking damn fine if I say so myself!
A navy and cream striped bra, which gives me awesome cleavage, with red sequin trim; high waisted navy shorts, with gold buttons that end just along my arse cheek line, with red sequin suspenders; black fishnet tights, and red sequin heels complete the look. My makeup is on point with cherry red lips and sharp cat eye eyeliner.
“Your mum would have been so proud of the stunning young woman you’ve become, Lilly Bear,” Lexi tells me as she comes up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. Tears sting my eyes at her words, my heart beating double time.
“Do you think so?” I ask, a slight wobble in my voice as I catch her eye in the mirror.
“I know so, gorgeous,” she assures me, straightening up. “And I think, for what it’s worth, that she would approve of your harem,” she adds with a wink.
“Lexi!” I scold, my cheeks flushing as she just smirks at me. “Thanks for convincing Grey about tonight,” I say in a more serious tone. “I know he doesn't usually let underage girls perform.”
“No worries, darling. You're practically part of the furniture here, and he, like the rest of us, was just so relieved to have finally found you,” she replies, dropping an air kiss on my cheek then sauntering off in her own red sequin heels.
My mind takes me back to entering the club earlier this afternoon, the squeals and tears from the girls, and the way that Grey’s eyes glistened slightly as he looked me over. He's a man of few words, and when he does speak, people tend to listen, so when he said “Welcome home, Lilly,” I got so choked up I could barely breathe.
Lexi’s right, I basically grew up at Grey's; apparently, I used to nap the best in a corner during rehearsals with the music turned up full volume. These people are my family, and I'm ashamed that I forgot that fact for a time.
“Time to go, girls!” Justin, who’s been at Grey’s for-fucking-ever shouts, clapping his hands and breaking into my thoughts.
We all start to exit the doors, down the performers’ staircase to the basement, and I can just hear the faint sound of the current song coming to an end as I reach the bottom step. Nervous butterflies flutter in my stomach as the door opens into darkness, and I bounce on my toes in anticipation of what the boys will think when the lights go up.
They looked utterly drool worthy in their tuxes, so much so that it was hard to remember my steps when I danced for themearlier. I don’t have any more time for thoughts of my hot as fuck guys, as the opening bars of Christina Aguilera’sCandymanstarts playing, the lights go up, and I run to my table, along with the others, in order to get there on time to start the dance.
I can't keep the wide smile off my face as I step up onto the table and see my guys’ faces. Loki’s jaw is hanging open, Jax is biting his lip in the most distracting way, Ash is rubbing his jaw, his eyes molten, and Kai’s eyes are full of fire as he takes me in from my cap to my heels.
It’s a quick paced dance, a mix of sensual burlesque moves, pausing in provocative positions, and lindy hop, with some good old sexy dancing thrown in. The true beauty of this number is that we dance in unison, some moves even in perfect synchronicity following on from one another, and as the curtains around the table are open, I see the other girls all dancing with me.
I’m not sure the Knights notice though, their eyes glued to my body as I dance in time to the beat. The look in each jewelled orb is positively feral, like wolves that have spotted their next meal, and my heart starts racing from more than just the dancing. We come to the part of the dance that’s floor, or table work, our legs in the air opening and closing in time to the music.
As the number begins to draw to a close, I keep Ash’s eye, unable to look away as I perform the closing moves. I can’t help the smirk that lifts my cherry lips when he reaches down to adjust himself. I’m still pissed that I clearly missed seeing his dick earlier, and the mystery piercing. And I bet Loki won’t tell me later!Jizzfucker!
My chest is heaving when the song finishes, leaving me in a classic pin-up pose; standing with my knees bent, arse out, and hands on my thighs. I vaguely register the applause around us,watching as Ash slowly brings his hands together, keeping eye contact.
Our stare off is interrupted by two of the serving girls bringing over what looks like chocolate fondue. I look back to Ash, registering his devilish smile as they set it down.
“Thank you,” he says to them, and they bow their heads in return.
The curtains that surround us start to whisper closed, encasing us in our own world again. I look over to Loki, seeing a look of delighted puzzlement on his face that probably matches my own.
