Pay For Play (Alphachat.com #1)

by Victoria Ashley

  Anger takes over my thoughts and I just want to get the hell out of here before I lose my shit on this practically naked woman. I should’ve known something like this would happen.

  He isn’t what I need in my life. I need someone who wants me and only me. He isn’t capable of that with all of this constant temptation around him every single day.

  “If I see him, I’ll give him the message,” I say through gritted teeth. Releasing a hard breath, I walk out and slam the door behind me, before I slam right into the chest of one of the guys.

  I look up to see Blaze’s eyes burning into mine.

  “Slow down, Woman. What’s the rush?” I can’t answer him because I honestly want to scream from the top of my lungs about the whore behind this door.

  I push away from him only to see Lynx looking up at me. He’s working his way toward the stairs through all the women and that’s when I lose my mind.

  I reach out and grab Blaze’s hand to pull him along with me. “Where’s your room?” I ask with urgency, even though I can feel him pulling back.

  He yanks my hand back toward him after only a couple of feet.

  “What’s wrong, Rebel? Did someone hurt you?” I get closer and just go for it. Pulling his face toward mine, I begin kissing him like I’ll die if I don’t. It takes him a few seconds to put his hands on me, but he eventually does.

  He pulls away from me after his tongue makes its way around my mouth a few times.

  “You’re trying to get me killed, aren’t you?” He pushes down on his hard on just as he says it and I pull his hand again, not backing down.

  “No, just trying to finish what we started the other day.” I have a right to make Lynx watch me with another man if I have to see all of this with him. We aren’t exclusive anyway, so I’m going to take Remi’s advice and have fun. I can leave all the emotional shit at home and just enjoy this for what it’s worth. And apparently, all it’s worth is a great fuck.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” Lynx moves in front of me, quickly stopping me again in my tracks.

  “Finishing what you started. Figured it’s ok to play since you instigated it.” He glares at me through a fierce look and I almost pull away to walk the fuck out of this house where I can get my sanity back. How dare he look at me like this when he has a naked whore in his office waiting for him as we speak.

  “Is that what you want?” He moves closer and I can feel Blaze try to release my hand, but I hold tighter, not letting him out of my grip.

  “You’re damned right I do.” I never move my eyes from his as I make a point to show him I don’t want anything more from him than he can give.

  “Fuck me, Lynx. Watch Blaze fuck me. Then fuck me again.” He lowers his eyes as I speak and I can see something move over him.

  “We do it in my room and I call the shots,” he grinds out.

  I release Blaze’s hand and move away from Lynx.

  “Fine. Don’t make me wait.”

  I can hear their footsteps behind me as I walk around the corner to Lynx’s bedroom.

  I slide the straps of my dress down my shoulders the second I walk into his room. It’s best if I just do this quick. My nerves may sneak through the tequila and anger if I wait another second.

  Blaze closes the door before he turns to look at the dress around my feet before his eyes travel all the way up my body.

  Lynx is already watching my face like he’s trying to read me. Read this.

  I walk over to Blaze and put my arms around his neck until he lowers his lips to mine.

  He’s even slower to put his hands on me this time. I reach around him and let my hands move over his firm ass. This damn underwear doesn’t even cover their ass cheeks and I’ve been so distracted with being pissed off, I didn’t even catch that minor detail.

  I can feel Lynx behind me, slowly joining in. His touch feels warmer than Blaze’s. He presses himself against me as he pulls my hips into his, grinding just slightly until I stop kissing Blaze.

  Why does he get to make me feel like this? I tried like hell to avoid getting wrapped up in a situation just like this and now here I am. Tonight has to be the last time I step foot in his house or club.

  Lynx consumes me and now all I’m trying to do is find a breath in the chaos he’s caused in my life.

  Damn him for making me like him when he’s not really available.

  HOW THE HELL DID WE get to this?

  "This is all for her. Hold back, because I swear I'll kill you if you come." Blaze nods at me as we follow her down the hall. I can tell he's not too sure about what he's been dragged into. Not that he's against a threesome; in fact, I know he's done this many times before. I'm sure he's just feeling my internal rage about her wanting this.

  She slides her dress down her body and her long hair drapes over her shoulders and down her back. Her confidence in this situation surprises me, but I can tell she's changing with each time she's with me. She's getting more comfortable, obviously.

  Knowing that Blaze is going to get to really see her during all of this makes me crazy, let alone when he actually gets the chance to touch her. I dig deep trying to remind myself that this is not his fault.

  She moves for Blaze first and my heart sinks. Seeing her kiss him like this makes me want to yank her out of his arms and either beat the shit out of him or take it out on her by pounding that sweet pussy to remind her that she's mine.

  Mine. That's not something I've thought about a woman before. What the fuck is wrong with me lately?

  I move closer to her and try to process what's going on in my head. Her skin is soft. She's moving against him like she normally moves when we're together and it's bothering me.

  She's aggressively kissing him while he's holding back. Fuck, she looks like she's about to climb him and mount his dick at this point.

  I guess if she wants a threesome, it's time to let her have one. I’ve never dreaded sex like I do right now.

  I pull her hips against my cock and get some friction to get me started. It only takes a few small thrusts against her before I begin to spring to life. I place my hands over her tits before I slide one down her body. She stops kissing him just as I do this.

  “If this is what you want, we're going to give it to you, but you'd better make damn sure you're ready for me to be in that ass because that's where this is headed." She leans her body against mine and sways her ass a few times, sliding it over my cock while she moans out a sound of acceptance.

  "If you want two men, you're getting us both at the same time."

  Blaze smirks and I know he’s ok with this and as far as he’s concerned shit is about to go down. Any other day with any other woman I'd be excited, but this is Rebel. I swallow my emotions and give Blaze a nod, allowing him the permission he’s waiting for.

  I think this is going to be a true test to my patience and I hope like hell we all come out of this without any complicated emotions to follow.

  He wants my ass? His dick is huge and he wants my ass. I've seen Blaze's and it's giant too, so this is going to be crazy. I hope I can take what they're about to give me.

  I hate how I feel right now. This is turning me into the crazy person I was after Robert.

  Blaze finally starts to touch me more after a few minutes even though Lynx's hands are everywhere. He's burning me with his touch even from behind while I work hard to focus on Blaze. Damn Lynx for the way he can get to me with such little effort.

  Blaze is very attractive. His sexy scruff and blue eyes compliment that ridiculously sexy smile he has on his face at all times. Well, except right now. He's not smiling. I can see his demeanor changing as this progresses.

  I reach down to feel the bulge in his underwear and can tell he's at least into me somewhat by the hardness of it.

  I feel Lynx press down on my shoulder like he's sending me to my knees, so I lower Blaze's underwear on the way down. Lynx steps beside him quickly so I slide his down as well.

  This is a lot of cock in my fa
ce. I try not to think about all of it fitting when it comes time for that. They're both pierced, so it’ll be even more complicated.

  I hold each one of them in my hands and inspect the metal. How can two dicks be so sexy? I usually don't consider penis to be attractive, but with these two it's like they were both blessed in this area.

  Sliding my hands up and down each one of them, I look into Lynx's eyes. His dark eyes look over me and I'm not sure what I feel from his stare. I can’t believe I let myself think a relationship with him would work in the slightest. The woman in his office is probably one of many that he’s had in here since he started spending time with me. It’s how men are. I’ve seen it enough times with the guys at Robert’s tattoo shop.

  Lynx wraps his hand in my hair and moves me forward until I open my mouth. He slides in slow, making sure to go as deep as he can until I pull back, gagging.

  His tight grip in my hair allows him to pull me toward him again, going just as deep before he holds my head in place and adds even more pressure to the back of my throat. I can feel his piercing back there and it's making it even harder not to gag.

  He finally releases my hair and I use my tongue a few times, which seems to calm the energy around Lynx. I wonder if the whore in his office will do this better for him?

  Who am I calling a whore, when I'm down on my knees with two men in my hands? Well I guess if it's whores he likes, then he should love this because I plan to make this experience everything it's meant to be.

  I take Lynx in my hand and move to bring Blaze's cock near my mouth. Jesus, this guy has to be a little wider than Lynx, but the length is close.

  Before I have any more time to analyze it, Lynx is pulling my head back to him. He loves wrapping my hair into his fist and guiding me around when I'm on my knees and I'm not sure I want him to right now.

  I never take my hand off of Blaze while Lynx begins to fuck my mouth again. He's relentless and not letting up even when I start to choke on him with every thrust.

  "You want to suck dick. Then this. Is the dick. You will suck." His words sound angry, but I don't care. He can't be jealous after the shit I just saw in this house.

  I pull my head back and look up at him. My stare is challenging and he matches me with emotion.

  "Get up. You're not sucking his dick." I can see in his eyes that he means business. He's struggling with this arrangement and that's exactly what I hoped would happen.

  I stand between them both and wait for someone to move. They both stand and wait, so I move for the bed. I'm not going to let Lynx dictate what happens here, so I sit against the head board and slide my hand between my legs.

  I can't look at either of them, so I close my eyes and insert one finger, before I replace it with two. I begin to move my hips slightly before a boldness washes over me.

  "Isn't this what you like? You like people watching. Maybe I should start doing this on camera." I grip my nipple with my other hand and slide my fingers into my mouth, tasting myself for the first time.

  "Oh fuck." Blaze exhales just before he begins to stroke his cock. I grab my tits and play with my nipples a few times before I begin finger fucking myself again. I still haven't looked at Lynx, even though it's the heat from his stare that's getting to me.

  "I can't take much more of this." Lynx barks at me as he grabs a condom and begins to slide it on, never turning his eyes from me.

  "Rebel. Get your ass over here." I finally look into his eyes again. This time he's hungry. This time he's hiding whatever anger and jealousy he has and he looks like he's about to fuck me into tomorrow.

  I crawl to him slowly, purposely making him wait on me. I'm on all fours, facing him when I get to the edge of the bed, and I know that tequila has encouraged half of this shit, but I don't care.

  He slides a neck tie from his night stand and begins to tie it around my neck, leaving it hanging down my cleavage.

  "Turn around." I listen only because he's leading me toward getting this over with. I want to do this so I can walk away from him forever. If he can watch me be with another man, then I'll know we aren't on the same page with this little relationship we've started.

  He grips my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed before he slams into me. "You want to be fucked hard, then I'm the one who'll do it." I almost scream from the intrusion, but hold it back. His piercing pounds against my insides with every thrust and I can’t contain the rush of sexual emotions that he’s bringing to surface.

  He fucks me hard, over and over until I do scream out, even though I'm doing what I can to crawl away from his grip.

  I don't want him that deep. I don't want him to make me scream. I want him to not affect me like he does but damn it, he gets to me.

  "Feel my dick Rebel and remember it, because I'm walking the fuck out of this room. I won't watch you take another guy’s dick like you do mine." He gives me one more deep thrust before he pulls out and leaves me there on the bed while he puts on a pair of jeans.

  "You have my permission to do anything she wants. I'll be in my office." His words anger me and I crawl my way to Blaze before he walks out the door. I'm holding him in my hand as I try to make myself do this.

  It isn't until I hear the door slam that the tears begin to build up in my eyes.

  Blaze stands quietly while I just stare at his abs. He's not moving and neither am I.

  "What are you doing, Rebel?" I can't answer him, because I don't know what I'm doing.

  "Move over." He sits in the bed and pulls the covers over him before he leans against the head board. "Here, put this over you." I can see him pressing on his dick like he's trying to talk it down and I know he knows this is over.

  "He can't walk away from seeing it when I don't have that choice. It's everywhere and I just don't think I can deal with that on a daily basis." I cover myself with the blanket and look at Blaze. His face is flustered and he's trying to listen to what I have to say.

  The poor guy has been dragged into this and now he has to listen to me rant.

  "I think you two need to talk."

  "I can't ask him to not do the job that makes him all this money. That's not fair of me." He doesn't say anything else when I stand to put my dress on. In fact, he doesn't watch me put it on like I figured he would. I guess I'm not his type.

  "Sorry if I inconvenienced you in all this. I'm sure I'm not your type anyway." He stands and holds the blanket against his cock.

  "You aren't my type, because you and I both know you're taken. I don't do that to my friends. Lynx has it bad for you and I respect that. But if it wasn't for that, I promise you I would be fucking you right this very second. That's why I'm standing here holding my dick trying to get my shit together before I leave this room." His words leave us both awkward and I'm ok with that, knowing I probably will never see him again.

  "Thanks for that. Can you help me get out the back door? I can't walk by his office with that whore in there." He pulls up his underwear and adjusts himself into place as he begins talking.

  “Wait a minute, what whore are you talking about?”

  “The one in his office.” I stop talking and decide that I need to really be done with this night before I do even more shit that I’ll regret tomorrow. “Can we not talk about it and just get me out of here?” I don’t want to rehash how I’m not enough for Lynx and he needs to have someone waiting on standby when I’m around.

  "Yeah. Let me make myself presentable here because I’m driving you home." He puts on a pair of Lynx’s shorts and throws the blanket back on the bed before we both leave the room. I want to tell him I’ll drive myself, but the truth is I know I’ve had too much to drink.

  He takes me down a set of stairs in the back that I didn't even know about that end in Lynx's garage. He makes a call, asking for my address to tell someone to meet him in a few minutes. Then he reaches for my keys and tells me to get in.

  The drive to my house is completely silent and I guess you could call it the drive of shame before I make
the walk of shame into my house once he drops me off.

  Blaze stands there as I open the door and walk away from everything that is Lynx Kade.

  I guess I didn't do so well at just having fun and leaving my emotions at home.

  IT’S BEEN THREE FUCKING DAYS since I’ve heard from Rebel and it isn’t for lack of trying. Every time things calm down enough around the house, I call her or text her, just to have her ignore my ass.

  I tried to give her what she wanted, but I just couldn’t do it. The thought of watching Blaze drive his cock into her, had my blood boiling and my head about ready to fucking explode with rage.

  I’ll give her anything she wants, except for that. That is the one thing I can’t do when it comes to Rebel. I’ll fucking die before sharing her with another man and watching her face heat up with pleasure from someone else other than me.

  When I went back to my office that night, I was surprised to see Viv in my office waiting for me. Yeah, I asked her to meet me there for a business meeting, but that was the last thing on my mind after the shit that went down with Blaze.

  I invited Viv in the hopes of getting insight into hopefully bringing a female into business at the Alpha House and broaden our audience a bit. Some of the women that browse our website send emails asking if there will ever be any females available.

  I’m considering the possibility, but nothing is set in stone.

  My head just wasn’t into business that night, so I sent her down to the party and I retired to my bedroom to get my thoughts in check.

  It was a long fucking night.

  Blaze has been giving me awkward looks all fucking day and I catch him looking at me as if he’s trying to tell me some shit without saying it.

  “Things are good between us, Blaze. You can stop acting so fucking weird now. I don’t hate you for fucking Rebel.”

  He takes a seat on the stool next to mine and calls Envy over to order us a few shots of whiskey. “What kind of asshole do you take me for? I didn’t fuck her. I took her home because she reeked of fucking tequila then had Envy bring me back to the house.” He tosses his shot back at the same time I do.