A hand wrapped around my bicep, and Lorelei appeared, the elaborate gold mask framing her brown eyes and curving over her nose. Her nipples poked through the skimpy gold satin dress she wore that would surely show her panties when she bent over.
“Hi, handsome.” She licked her glossy lips. “I knew you couldn’t resist playing tonight.”
My jaw clenched against the urge to shove her across the room. “I’m here on business, Lorelei.”
She clung to me as I walked to the next window where two girls rubbed against a guy. “Do you like that, Kill?” Lorelei pointed to the group as the male forced one of the girls to her knees. “We can go into a room and bring another girl with us—if you want. I’m willing to do anything for you.”
I pried her grip off and tried to keep the rage from boiling over. “Like I said, I’m working right now. I’m not interested.”
She huffed and crossed her arms, pushing up her tits. “Maybe I’ll just find someone else and let him have his way with my body. Anything he wants.”
“Good for you.”
Her hand wrapped around my arm again. “Please, Kill...”
There was something like desperation in her tone. If I weren’t such a dick, maybe I would’ve felt bad for her, or wondered what she could be desperate about, but unfortunately for her, that wasn’t the case.
“I said no.” I marched past her and headed toward the hall to search for Dunlap. When I found him, he was getting a fist to the face.
After checking three rooms, I stormed into one of the large ones, the scent of lust, sex, and arousal heavy in the air as multiple groups of partygoers enacted their sexual fantasies out on the bed, couches, chairs, floor, or bound in chains hanging from the ceiling. Moans, pants, and bodies slapping became a repetitive soundtrack.
Gage leaned against a wall, watching but not participating. His whitePhantom of the Operamask appeared stark against his dark hair, tattoos, and all-black attire. He blew smoke out of his mouth from the cigarette perched between his fingers.
I stormed toward him. “Have you seen Charlie Dunlap?”
He shook his head.
My lips thinned into tight lines. “That little fucker is supposed to be working the door.”
“You seem tense, Kill.” Gage took another drag of his cigarette and then ashed it in a crystal bowl. “Maybe you should do something to expend that energy before it explodes.”
As usual, Gage was right. He sensed the rage I normally kept so well hidden behind my perfect façade. The cracks would grow bigger the longer I went without some kind of release.
While I searched through roiling bodies for Dunlap, a petite girl in a red lace dress that showed off her toned legs and perky breasts wandered into the room. Lustrous auburn hair caressed her bare shoulders and waved down her back to her narrow waist. Her blue eyes widened beneath the lace, satin, and rhinestone butterfly mask covering the top half of her face.
My brow arched at her reaction to the unfolding orgy. Shock, horror, and terror crossed her expression, but a hint of intrigue also coiled around her. She lifted her small hand to her chest, probably right over her crashing heart as her breaths came in erratic pants.
That girl didnotbelong here.
From her reaction to the scene, I could tell she wasn’t a regular or anyone connected to this world. She wouldn’t make it two minutes in this place.
Her mouth formed a perfect O, and the longing to have those crimson lips around my dick hit me like a bolt of lightning. My black slacks painfully tightened over my crotch.
She needed to run before someone corrupted her.
At that moment, the door opened and Bass entered the room, his focus instantly pulling to the girl in red. A wicked smile curved his mouth as he took her in like a spoiled rich kid who’d just spotted a new toy.
My pulse spiked at the sinister shadows crawling over his face as he dropped the gold mask back into position. If he discovered she wasn’t invited to this party, he’d break her just to ensure her silence. Some instinct in me screamed to stop him.
And the dark voice in my head whispered thatIwanted to be the one to break her.
“Bass will shatter the cute thing in red,” Gage murmured, clearly having also clocked the girl. “Unless someone else gets to her first.”
The fucker was goading me. And it worked.
Before I’d even made a conscious decision, my feet moved in her direction, cutting Sebastian off.
“There you are.” My mouth sealed to hers, inhaling her sweet, fruity flavor. As she parted her lips to squeal, my tongue thrust inside.
