Page 44 of Thick as Thieves
He comes into view and shouts us over. Kell spots Levi and Gabe, who have twinned and have five women with them. Clearly the one:two ratio is lost on them.
“Evie!” I hear Miss Ringmaster shout excitedly.
“Fuck me, they’re all after her,” I snarl out, glaring towards the voice in the darkness.
Kell starts to laugh. “Xander, cool it man.”
I put my hand on Evie’s back. I need to be touching her. I catch Gabe clocking this move and he stares up at Kell.
He takes in the no shirts, and a smile moves over his face. “Talked her into it then,” he says as we walk up.
I feel Evie stiffen. Kell is just about to punch him as Miss Ringmaster pulls Evie into a hug.
“Hey Tamzin, how are you?” she asks, smiling at the larger woman. “Do you have her?” she asks, pointing towards Tamzin’s boots.
“Always, Evie. Do you want to have a go with her? She loved you last time.”
I look at Kellen. What the fuck is going on?
Evie grins and nods, and Miss Ringmaster pulls out the longest, leather whip.
My heart stops beating. It’s not going to survive the night if it keeps stopping.
“No fucking way,” I say in awe to the gathered crowd.
“Whip me, Evie,” shouts Gabe, grabbing at her.
I pull Evie away. “Stay the fuck away, Gabe,” I snarl at him.
Tamzin cracks the whip, and John Clayton yet again falls to his knees. “Oh God, please hit me,” he laughs out.
“Line ‘em up, Taz,” Evie tells her as she takes the whip from Tamzin. The woman looks like she might be a bit in love with Kitten.
Bug and Orla walk over. “Not again, Kitten,” he shouts at her. “Hit ‘em harder this time.”
“I never touched them last time,” she says, laughing at Bug.
Gabe, Levi, and John all drop to their knees in a line up.
Evie walks over to Kellen, kisses him and removes his suit jacket. “Kneel, baby,” she says, and points to a spot next to Levi.
I hold my breath. Is she going to claim me in front of everyone? Or are we hiding in the shadows?
I stare into her face, a challenge in my eyes. She stares back at me, her eyes alight with fire.
She stands squarely in front of me, and I feel as if I’m burning up. “Kneel, baby,” she commands. But before I can, loud and fucking proud, she steps forwards, puts her hands into my hair and pulls my head towards her.
The kiss blisters my lips. I hear Kell say, ‘Yeah, baby,’ as her hands rove over my body whilst removing my jacket. She takes an age as she feather touches my skin as the jacket skims down and off my body. I’m so fucking hard by the time she removes it and lets me go, stepping back.
All eyes are on me, my erection obvious to all. I pull her back into my body roughly and say so everyone can hear. “You better hit me fucking hard. Make it good, Kitten.”
She pushes me to kneel next to Kellen, a salacious smirk on her face.
“Evie, just us baby,” Kell says, pointing between himself and me.
“Fuck off, Marcus. Let her hit who she wants,” Levi shouts.
“Yeah, Marcus, shut the fuck up,” says John.
