BEOF

I took a few steps toward the table and chair where they had placed me.

The drink sat untouched beside me; I barely took a sip.

Grabbing the heavy cloak draped over the chair’s back, I shook it out before stepping toward the stage again, placing it over her shoulders to cover her.

"Go, Onyx, wait for me in your room and get ready for me," I ordered, my dominant tone leaving no room for argument, my inner beast roaring to come out and play.

I watched her stand, her legs barely steady, and disappear into the darkness at the back of the stage, slipping through heavy green curtains.

"Alright, Soul, let’s go get ourselves bled dry."

"This is the best damn money we'll ever spend in this fucking world." Soul was sharpening his teeth.

I turned and left the hall.

My cock ached, making my walk a little awkward.

Not surprising, considering it was bent like a thick hose jammed into a tight box.

I reached down, adjusted its position, and felt the wetness of precum seeping from the tip.

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