Page 96 of City of Salvation

“Just like that baby. Show me how well you take my cock in your mouth.”

I hummed around him, loving the way he used me. His head tipped back, the hold on my hair loosening as he got lost in the lust. I cupped his balls, rolling them in my hand, smiling as he let out a string of curse words.

Without warning, he pulled out, coming on the front of my chest. His hot release dripped between my cleavage. I knew he’d said he was going to mark me with his cum and let me walk out of here dripping— this wasn’t what I’d pictured, yet somehow I found it hotter.

What the fuck is wrong with me...

Dex reached a hand down, rubbing his release into my chest and over the front of my dress.

“You said Andrei got you this dress?” he asked, a growl still in his tone. “Well, fuck him. It’s my cum on it.” He pulled me up to my feet, slamming his lips against mine, not carrying that he was getting cum on the front of his shirt, too. “Now, I’m going to get you to a hotel and fill you with my cum, too. Send him a picture of it leaking down your leg.”

The promise had me shivering, ready for him to take me again.

Before I could respond, a slow clap came from off to the side. “No need, I got the message,” Andrei said, leaning against the wall from about ten feet away, a cocky smirk on his face. Dex shifted to cover me with his body and tucked himself back in. “Also, no need to worry. There was never anything between us. Natasha is all yours. Wonderful girl, that one, but I tend to have a thing for women who are a little more…bloodthirsty,” Andrei went on, his face taking a far-off look, as if he might be thinking about someone specific.

“How long have you been standing there?” Dex asked in a deadly calm tone.

Andrei only smiled as if the threat of violence excited him. Now I could see what he meant by his preferences. He probably wanted a woman who held a knife to his throat while she rode him.

“Not long. Don’t worry.” Andrei smirked. “Your friends are wrapping up. So, unless you want to show them the additions you two made to your dress, I suggest you get out of here.”

Dex pushed me down the hall, blocking Andrei’s view of me as he led us away, his hand burning on my hip. A shiver racked through me as the air hit the mess on my chest, but the reaction wasn’t because I was cold.

“You like walking around coated in my cum, spitfire?” he whispered, licking the shell of my ear.

I opened my mouth to answer, but Andrei’s cocky voice cut through the noise. “Oh, and I hope that you still know how to perform with clotheson, Tasha, because I don’t think Katya will allow you on her stage in a thong.” His words stopped me in my tracks, and not even Dex could stop me from storming back.

I ducked under his massive arm, moving out of reach as I stomped up to Andrei, stopping directly in front of him. His eyes looked over me lazily, lingering for a second on my chest, his lips curling into a smirk.

“Don’t you look at her,” Dex said threateningly.

Andrei lifted his arms up in mock surrender. “As you wish, but I might have to use that move sometime,” he said, laughing when Dex lunged at him and then pulled back.

“What are you talking about, Andrei?” I asked, my stomach turning.

His light eyes that held so much darkness shifted to me,his smirk still firmly in place even as Dex loomed over my shoulder, hand on his Glock.

“You’re going to be bait, Tasha.”

Dex whipped out the gun, pressing it against Andrei’s forehead. “The fuck she is. Find a fucking way that doesn’t involve her,” Dex demanded, finger barely hovering above the trigger.

Lightning fast, Andrei’s hand whipped out from where he had it tucked in his pocket, gripping the barrel and pressing it harder into his forehead.

“Go ahead, shoot me, send her and your friends into an early grave with your stupidity,” he spat.

Now I saw it, what made Andrei so dangerous—eagerness shone in his eyes. He wanted the fight, wanted the violence.

Anarchy.

Dex hesitated, his finger moving farther away from the trigger.

“That’s what I thought,” Andrei said, pushing the Glock away and staring Dex down. “She is the only thing that fucker wants, the only bait enticing enough for him to come out of the hole he’s burrowed into. If you don’t think you can protect her without hiding her away, then you never deserved to have her to begin with.”

I swallowed hard. The two men were locked into a battle of wills, but after a few tense moments, Dex gave a single nod.

“You’re a fucking dick, and it pisses me off that I think you’re cool,” Dex grumbled out, holding his hand out for the other man to shake.

Andrei eyed the outstretched hand, grinning. “You’re good for her, and I am happy she finally pulled her head out of her pussy to admit she was in love, but I’m not shakingyour cum-covered hand, Dex.” He turned on his heel and walked away, throwing one last instruction over his shoulder. “Get into the black town car out front. My driver will take you to a spare apartment I have, so you don’t have to fuck again in the hallways of my club.”

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