Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

"Tell me again how I let you convince me to go out when all I want to do is sleep?" I ask as he opens the passenger door to the rental car and

helps me get out

He had been pestering me about dancing for a few days, and I finally gave in, and now we are in Los Llanos de Aridane, the biggest city in La

Palma, in front of a nightclub

A wolfish grin appears on his face. "Because it was either me fucking that tight ass of yours until morning or have you grinding it all over my hard dick while we have some fun."

This man is basically a sex machine

I snort. "You are incorrigible."

"You weren't complaining this morning while you were on your knees sucking me so good I came in your pretty mouth, or later when I fucked you on the kitchen counter, and you came so hard I am sure the entire island heard you."

"Can you behave while we are in public?" I huff. A group of five men walks past us, laughing and whistling. He tenses, his hand going to his pocket, and I grab his arm. "You promised," I remind him

He glares at the men until they disappear inside the nightclub

"T don't like how they were looking at you," he snarls, putting his arm around my shoulders

"Probably because they heard what you were saying. Let's go inside," I say, wanting to distract him

The nightclub is full of people, the loud music making it almost impossible to have a conversation. But we didn't come here to talk but to dance. It is my first time in a place like this. When I turned eighteen, I asked my father if I could go out with some friends, and he blew up on me. Since he disowned me, I have been happier, not having to worry about his opinion on how to live my life

I grab him by the hand and pull him to the middle of the dance floor. It is so crowded there is barely any room to move, which I take full advantage of, and shove my ass into his crotch, and just like he wanted, I grind myself against him. He is already hard, and I bet he would love to fuck me in front of everyone. The dress I am wearing is short and tight around my body. Beneath it, I am wearing only a tiny lace thong. If I bend over, what will he do to me?

Playing with fire again, Angel? But this time, I won't get burned

He grabs my hips, and I move faster, wanting to drive him crazy. He moves at the same time as me, and I smile, forgetting about everything and focusing on living in the moment

I slide down, my dress riding up, exposing my ass. Despite the loud music, I hear his growl. When I get up, he makes sure my dress covers everything before slapping my left butt cheek

"When we get home, I will spank your ass bright red," he says into my ear

Oh, I think I am going to be in trouble

"What else?" I yell

"T am going to choke you on my cock and then fuck you until you can no longer walk."

Yes to everything he said and more

Max was right, I am insatiable

When I was at the Sanctuary, Wasp told me everything she knew about hellstars. Those like me need sex to be happy. And to feel loved and protected by my mates. It is utter bullshit, but life is not fair. At least I am not the only one screwed, as they also need me to keep them sane. I guess Emily can keep their darkness at bay, but ultimately, it is me who their demons want

"Sounds like a plan," I say, pushing my ass even more into his erection

His hands cover my stomach, protecting it from accidental hits

After five or six dances, when my feet are killing me due to the high

heels I am wearing, we go to find a table

"Do you want something to drink?" he asks once we are seated

"An orange juice."

He nods and goes to the bar

Five men sit at the table next to mine, drinking and being very loud. I ignore them. One of them is drinking while observing me, making me feel uncomfortable. Moments later, he comes to me. He dips his head and says into my ear, "How come a beautiful woman like you is all

alone?" My skin crawls. "I am not alone."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Too bad, my friends and I would have kept you company," he says

before returning to his table

Luckily, my handsome date returns quickly, two glasses in his hand, and I feel safe once more

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"They didn't have orange juice, so I got you a cocktail without alcohol."

I accept the drink from him and take a sip, a sweet flavor exploding on my tongue. "This is the best cocktail I have ever had."

He studies me while he drinks from his whiskey. I continue to sip from my cocktail while looking at couples dancing. Despite my initial protest against going out, I am glad he insisted. When I was still at the

Sanctuary, the girls living there used to go partying almost every night

They invited me all the time, but I was still covered in bruises and could barely walk, so I preferred to be left alone

His palm covers my right thigh. "If we were in the VIP area, I would have had you give me a lap dance."

During my last year of high school, I was invited to one of my classmate's birthdays. A stripper was invited, and I watched as she gave lap dances. I am fairly sure I can lap dance without making a fool out of myself

Taking the glass from his hand and pouring the remainder of his whiskey between my breasts, I say to him, "How about I give you one right now."

The dim light inside the club makes his eyes look black, but I can see them in my mind-green and lustful. I stand between his legs and shake my tits in his face. He grabs my ass, pulls me into his lap, and yanks the collar of my dress down, exposing my tits to everyone, but he quickly covers them-one with his mouth and the other with his hand

"What are you doing?" I shriek

I can feel him smile against my nipple. "Enjoying my drink." His free hand goes between my legs, his fingers brushing against the thin lace of my thong, pushing it aside. "And this as well," he adds, as a finger slips inside me. "So wet and perfect for me."

If I moan, how many will hear me? "I thought you wanted a lap dance."

His mouth drags to my left nipple, leaving my right tit for everyone to see. Another finger enters me. "You can give me one. I won't stop you."

"How do you think I can dance with your fingers inside me?" I try to reason with him

His thumb presses against my clit while he sucks my nipple hard, making me moan hard. The entire nightclub could hear me, and I couldn't care less. "You can ride them."

This is a terrible idea. We are in a place cramped with people, and anyone can see us. But it is also dark and loud, and people are dancing

I look around us, and no one is paying us any attention. The guys from the next table are busy drinking and laughing. I must be crazy to even think about doing something like this

His fingers curl inside me, his mouth moves from one nipple to the other...driving me crazy

Fuck everything!

I straddle his lap and move my hips like I am lap dancing, shamelessly riding his fingers

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It's official. I have lost all my marbles. But he is kinky as hell...and maybe I have some kinks as well

"Good God, you are amazing," he groans before licking the valley between my breasts

I close my eyes and let my wild side free. My hips rock against his palm, his thumb rubs my clit hard, and my pussy clenches his fingers. No matter how many times he fucks me, it is still not enough. I need more...something more, but what?

He suddenly puts me on the leather bench next to him

The group

of men from the other table walks past us

Is he going to fuck me in front of everyone? Is he going to put me on the table, spread my legs and-

What the hell is wrong with me?

He drinks from my cocktail before standing and dragging me to the women's bathroom

"Get out!" he snarls at the three women inside. When we are alone, he locks the door, takes out his phone, and dials a number. "It's me

Someone spiked her drink." I frown while I try to understand what he is saying. Someone spiked my cocktail? Why? Who?

"Of course, I didn't let her drink from it!" he barks into the phone. He paces around the bathroom, his left hand disappearing inside his front pocket. "Five of them. I didn't get to see them well as I was distracted by a pair of amazing tits shoved in my face, but I will get the security

video and I will find them. I first saw them as we got to the club." He is quiet for a few seconds before saying, "They kept following us around the club, but I didn't do anything because I promised her to not be a fucking psychopath tonight!"

Bile rose to my throat. What is going on?

He looks at me as he pulls out a knife from his pocket. "I will drop her home before I start the hunt. They won't get away with trying to hurt what is ours." Another moment of silence. "If you are not in Tazacorta right now, who is staying with her tonight?" His eyes turn black with anger. "The fuck he will! I don't fucking trust him with her, and you know it."

The beautiful love story I have been living with Max for the past week is coming to an end, and I don't think I am ready to face reality

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