Page 73 of Kings of Lust
Strangely enough, Cole didn’t put up a fight about fulfilling my request. We left. But we couldn’t leave the party yet. We needed things to calm down so that he could find a chance to properly sneak himself into a conversation with them. I was starting to believe that meant waiting for their appetites to settle down. I observed them one by one picking different women from the party– unattended ornot, and disappearing with them in different rooms of the house. Maybe this was a party for the ones attending, but it was a sexual feast for Camden and his crew. Who they wanted, they got and the task seemed to be an honor to all women selected. They were fucking gods here and they took that literally.
I just hoped Cole wouldn’t get any ideas out of this visit. He seemed calmer than before. Except for the fight, of course. It was like he finally understood the importance of what we were doing, and he was trying to hold back his urges. And that, for some fucked up reason was making me crave him.
Despite the endless sexual hints that turned out to be part of his humor, he was acting decently, almost docile, just sneaking in a kiss or two while keeping his hands no lower than my waist.
‘Are you ok?’ I had to ask since things were getting ridiculously weird between us.
‘Yeah. Why?’
‘You’re...I don’t know... behaving.’
‘You don’t like when I behave? That’s interesting.’
‘You’re scaring me when you behave, Cole. Makes me wonder what’s really going on.’
‘They won’t dare lay a finger on you, if that’s what concerns you. I just need to keep my focus for a while. But Mouse, I do promise I won’t behave for long.’
Oh, I could put all my trust in that promise. And the truth between the lines was that I wasn’t sure I wanted him to behave any longer. It felt as if something was missing from our game, or maybe I was beginning to fancy the role of his queen just a little. Even if being the queen in his life meant giving in to every dark desire. He certainly had that going for him. That undeniable force to keep a wave of heat between my thighs burning, as I was hating him and wishing to make me his at the same time.
‘Let’s have a drink,’ Cam appeared from nowhere, ordering more than asking. ‘I’m sick of all these bitches going the extra mile so I could fucking look at them.’
‘Tell me about it,’ Cole sighed, as the feeling was all too familiar to him.
‘Irina will keep her company. Come, the guys are making a fire outside,’ Camden left without an answer. Not that anyone could ever refuse him.
‘Fucking shit,’ my king muttered, overly annoyed by Cam’s air of authority. ‘Spend ten minutes with the girl, then excuse yourself and get back to our room.’ He tilted his head to speak the words directly in my ear ‘And Mouse, be prepared for when I return.’ His tongue left a hot trail against my ear lobe making his promise that more alive in my mind.
‘Let’s have a drink,’ Irina gestured me to join her a few feet away while Cole put on his jacket and left to go outside. ‘What are you having?’ She asked.
‘Sex on the beach,’ I laughed, naming the last cocktail I’d had throughout the night.
‘We don’t have beaches around, but I’m sure I can find someone to help with the sex part,’ she smiled, showing off her perfect teeth. ‘Just kidding,’ Irina extended a hand to bring me by her side. ‘Hey, you. A Sex on the Beach and a Mojito,’ she ordered a guy that didn’t seem to be part of the staff.
‘Is he a waiter?’ I couldn’t stop my curiosity.
‘Theyallare my waiters,’ she answered so casually as if the whole world belonged to her.
‘What do you mean.’
‘It’s pretty simple. I do what Cam and the guys want and the whole world does what I want in return,’ Irina spoke with such pride.
In my world, selling your body to got respect really gets you no respect at all.
‘That must be nice,’ I had no idea what else to say to her.
Yes, what we both did might be similar, but the reasons were worlds apart.
‘Are these babies fake?’ She asked, getting hold of one of my breasts to test its authenticity.
‘No. All mine,’ I shrugged as she arched an eyebrow.
‘I just got mine done,’ she took my hand to verify the quality of her new implants ‘Best doctor in the world. And Cam’s money bought that.’
‘They do feel natural,’ I took back my hand, again with no idea of what I should actually say.
‘So, what did you have done? Let me guess, your lips?’ she was scanning me in search of any signs of silicone or acid filler.
‘Nothing.’ I was a little surprised that she assumed I had to have something done to my body.
