Page 82 of Queen Of Clubs
“Hate to break this up, but the group is leaving without us,” Everett cuts in, getting our attention.
“Shit,” I hiss, sliding out from between them and over to Everett. “Save me.”
“From what?” He chuckles as he takes my hand, Griffin joining me on my other side to take my other hand.
“From the sexy, tattooed, growly brothers,” I sigh. “I’m sorry I’m always so horny. I’ve only had sex a handful of times over the past six months, okay? And now I have these mouth watering alphas at my disposal. All I have to think about is your knot inside me and I’m a fucking mess. You guys make my brain turn to mush,” I huff in annoyance.
Griffin and Everett look at each other and burst out laughing. Dicks.
I FEEL LIKE I’M IN a horror movie. Who knew walking around London at night would be so damn terrifying. The tour includes a lot of narrow cobblestone pathways with a lot of twists and turns. It’s very easy to get lost, especially in the dark.
Overall, it’s been pretty cool to learn about Jack The Ripper. Freaky as hell to know we keep standing on the ground where people died. I swear to God if I leave with a spirit attached to me, I’m going to drown myself in Holy water.
Everett and Griffin are wholeheartedly invested in the tour, listening to the guide’s every word and asking lots of questions, so I’ve hung back a bit, letting them enjoy themselves. It’s pretty cute to see them so carefree.
As for Calvin and Zane, they’ve been bickering for the past twenty minutes over stupid shit, like an old married couple.
A cool breeze has me shivering, and I curse myself out for not bringing a sweater. Looking up at the night sky, I see a cloud start to cover the moon. It feels like it’s going to rain and none of us brought an umbrella. Lovely.
Opening up the purse Griffin got me, I dig around for my new camera, wanting to take a photo of the guys looking so relaxed. As I grab it and pull it out, something gets caught and falls out of my purse.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, watching it bounce a few times against the ground before rolling down the side alley. Letting out an annoyed sigh, I go after it without even thinking.
It eventually stops rolling, hitting the wall and coming to a stop. I bend down to pick it up, groaning when I see what fell out. It’s the damn bullet vibrator Griffin got me when he snuck into a little shop across the street from where we ate lunch.
I swear, I never know what to expect from him. He really is a dirty-minded wild card. But he did promise to use this on me, so I can’t lose it. It would be rude, right?
Shoving it back in my purse, I start to rush back to the guys, knowing they can’t be too far ahead.
“Well, well, well. Look what we have here.” A guy steps out of the shadows from one of the adjacent alleys.
Startled, I take a step back, my blood pounding in my ear. “Ah, hi,” I say, trying to hide my unease, but it only grows when two more men step out behind him. “If you don’t mind, I’m with the tour. I just dropped something, but I gotta get back.” I go to take a step around them, praying they let me go. They sidestep me, and I swallow down a whimper.
“Where are you going in such a hurry?” the guy asks, cocking his head to the side. I can’t see him very well, it’s too dark. But I can tell they are all alphas, just by their size.
“Fuck, Buck. She smells so damn good,” one of the guys behind him groans. “That's a sweet fucking omega pussy right there. I bet she would feel so damn good wrapped around my knot.”
Fear spikes within me, my breathing coming in quick pants. Don’t react, don’t freak out. Remember to be level headed. I’ve dealt with plenty of assholes at the club in the past.
I give him a smile. “Sorry, boys. I have a pack.”
“We don’t give a fuck,” another one snorts. “Pussy is pussy.”
“Look, I don’t want to do this, but my alphas are just down the path. If I scream, they will come running.”
I will not cry, I will not give them the satisfaction. But I will fucking scream if they don’t let me go. I don’t plan on going down easily. Fisting my trembling hands, I get ready to fight.
“Fuck, I can smell the fear rolling off of you,” the guy in the front growls. “Makes my fucking cock hard.”
“I don’t want any trouble.”
“What if we do.” He moves forward, making me take another step back. The moon light shines down on him, putting his nasty, leering smirk on full view.
Fuck it. I suck in a big breath, ready to scream, but as soon as I open my mouth they lunge. The guy in the front shoves his hand over my mouth as he pushes me back against the wall. The force makes my head bounce off the bricks. I cry out against his hand, pain splintering through my skull.
Where are the guys? Why haven’t they noticed I’m not with them!
“Not so fast, omega.” He chuckles as I stare at him with wide fearful eyes. My nostrils flare, trying to breathe through the panic as his rancid breath wafts over my face. “We’re not done with you yet. The fun has just begun.”