Page 34 of Marked by the Pack (Crooked Point #2)

Wednesday

Zoey

Today had been a glowing success. Not only had I had the best sex of my life, but I now had two helpers assisting me in the perfect heist tomorrow night.

And despite Emma’s concerns, I just knew that this Anubis head coin would cure them.

King knew what he was talking about. And Kebe said she knew a lot about Egyptian history.

She didn’t have any hesitancy about this plan working.

So we were all good. And I even had a little time before bed to log on to MyFanatics and make some extra money.

I looked down at the box of lingerie that Huxley had given me. I really wanted to try it on. But that was for his eyes only. Instead, I pulled on a black set that wasn’t nearly as nice, put on my wig and bunny mask, and turned on all my equipment.

I had somehow distracted Ace from finishing setting up the security system up here.

But I knew he’d insist eventually. Emma thought I needed to stop doing this if I was in a relationship.

Or…relationships. I wasn’t as sure. Yes, I needed to figure out how to tell the guys what my real job was.

But they all shared me. Was it really so hard to believe that they’d be ok ay with this too?

I sat down on the edge of my bed and spread my legs. I went live as I ran my hand up my thigh. I smiled at the camera and grabbed a carrot out of my basket of produce. It was always hard finding a carrot that was the perfect length and thickness. But the carrots were always a fan favorite.

I stared at the screen on my laptop as I licked the side of the carrot and wiggled my nose like the naughty bunny I was.

There was a username I didn’t recognize at the top of the requests for private streams section - MtOthrysXXX.

I probably knew more about Egyptian mythology than Greek mythology now.

But for some reason my mind went to Mount Olympus, where the Greek gods lived.

At least, I was pretty sure that was right.

But Mount Othrys? It sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place it.

The XXX at the end however was very intriguing.

Was it just that he needed something random at the end because MtOthrys was already taken? Or…was he extra, extra, extra large?

The requests were organized so that users I’d taken to private sessions before were at the top.

Mixed in near the top was whoever was willing to pay the most. And whoever this person was at the top was willing to pay a lot.

Because he was even above Grudge, who I talked to all the time.

The site usually favored my regular clients.

I clicked into the section to see recent tips to see just how much he’d spent to get to the top of the requests.

I blinked. Five thousand dollars?! I stared at the balance.

No one ever sent a five thousand dollar tip for my live streaming on my main page.

I clicked on his profile. He’d tipped me the same amount last night too.

But MtOthrysXXX had never tipped me before those two tips.

And he’d been a follower of mine for over a year.

I deep-throated my carrot as I wondered why MtOthrysXXX had a sudden interest in seeing me privately.

I exed out of his profile, which had no information but his username, and went back to my homepage.

Grudge would know. And he was now at the top of my requests.

I looked at my tips. He’d just tipped me triple to get ahead of MtOthrysXXX.

What was he doing? He didn’t need to tip me at all.

He knew I was going to speak to him regardless.

I clicked on Grudge’s username and entered a private session with him.

“Hey,” Grudge said as he bit into a burrito. “Sup?” he said with his mouth full.

“Good to see you too,” I said.

“I’d say the same, but I’ve been watching you all night. I love the new security system your boyfriend set up. Tell him thank you for me.” He winked at me.

“I’m not going to do that. And stop hacking the tech in my house.”

“How could I not when it’s just handed to me. I was just listening downstairs before. But watching is so much better.”

“Is that why you tipped me so much? Because you’ve been watching me for hours?”

“No, I tipped you so much because I was hoping you’d bring Kebe on. She’s so fucking hot.”

“Stop it.”

“Jealous?” He took another bite of his burrito. “Just say the word and I’m yours, babe.”

I sighed .

“Bring Emma too. The three of you could do a naked pillow fight and split the money.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I mean…at least ask them,” he said.

“No.”

He sighed. “Fine. It’s not like I can’t just watch them whenever I want now anyway. Thanks to your boyfriend. But seriously, give Kebe my number.”

“Better idea. I won’t do that. And you’ll answer a question for me because you’re a filthy pervert.”

“Me? You’re the one that strips for money. If I’m a pervert, so are you. I’ve seen the things you do to produce.”

I laughed. “Touché. But seriously. Why do you think someone who’s been following me for over a year would suddenly tip me five thousand dollars two nights in a row?”

“Because you’re a dirty tease.”

“I’m being serious,” I said.

“So am I. You’ve been a little off your game recently. I think that new man in your life is distracting you from your real priorities. You should probably kick him to the curb and do a striptease on your livestream.”

“It’s new men actually. I have four boyfriends.”

“Wait, what?”

“I thought you were spying on me. I’m dating all the guys from the bank.”

“I have selective hearing when there’s so many boobs on the screen.”

I laughed.

“I thought I heard you mention something about that. But…tits. ”

I shook my head. “Focus. You really think that’s what’s going on with this big tipper? That I’ve been neglecting my stream and he just wants to see more of me?”

Grudge shrugged. “Yeah. Or he’s a stalker or something. Or just won the lottery? Or Elias decided on a new username and is about to come bite your neck?”

“Not funny.”

“Have you heard from him at all?”

I shook my head. “No. Not since he skipped town.”

“Where do you think he went?” Grudge ran his fingers through his blue hair. He never looked nervous. But he looked nervous talking about this.

“I don’t know? To a vampire lair?”

“Just watch your back. The guy was…off. Talking to you and not asking you for naked pillow fights.”

I laughed.

“For all we know, he’s looking for you.”

“Well it’s a good thing I have a fancy new security system then.” But I wasn’t sure I believed the words I was saying. I hadn’t let Ace come upstairs. And I knew the trellis was a perfect way to get in and out of my house. I’m sure there were other ways too…for a blood sucking vampire.

I shook the thought away. Elias wasn’t coming here. I had enough supernatural creatures to worry about right now. And if Elias did somehow find me and come? Hopefully I’d have the cure by then.

“So when are you going to ask Kebe and Emma to come up?” Grudge asked.

“Never. Do you know anything about Mount Othrys?”

“No, but I can find out. Why?” He started typing .

“That’s the username of the guy who sent those big tips. MtOthrysXXX.”

“XXX.” Grudge rolled his eyes. “Over compensating much?” He squinted at his screen. “Looks like it’s just some mountain range in Greece.”

“Oh.” So it was a Greek thing. It just had nothing to do with Greek mythology.

“Are we going to talk about the fact that you’re planning a robbery? Or is that off-limits because I was eavesdropping like your hot new roommate?”

I laughed. “That’s really none of your business.”

“Which bank is it?”

Why did he want to know? “The one on Main Street.”

“Ah. Cool. Have fun with that. Can’t wait to stream with you from prison.”

I laughed. “I’m going to go talk to this mysterious Mount Othrys. Bye, Grudge.”

“Bring Kebe next time!”

“Later, Grudge.” I blew him a kiss.

“Later, hot stuff.” He winked at me, adjusted his headset, and went back to his gaming livestream before I even clicked out.

I tapped my carrot against my bottom lip and stared at MtOthrysXXX at the top of my requests. Here goes nothing. I clicked on his name.

My computer screen switched to an image of MtOthrysXXX.

His backdrop was a dark wood. I was pretty sure it was the headboard of his bed.

He was wearing a golden mask that covered the center of his face.

But I could still see his dark brown eyes and strong jawline.

The mask reminded me of something you’d wear to a college party while draped in a toga.

Which made sense with his whole Greek theme.

Only his mask didn’t look like flimsy plastic.

It looked heavy. I leaned closer to the screen, wondering if the mask was made of pure gold.

“Mount. Othrys. XXX,” I said.

“Zoey.”

The way he said my name made me swallow hard. He said it with such familiarity. And with a hint of disdain. For someone who watched me regularly, I guess it made sense that he thought he knew me. But I wasn’t sure why he was acting like he didn’t like me.

I cleared my throat. “So are you from Greece?”

“No,” he said. But he didn’t offer any more information.

His voice was low and scratchy. So low that it almost sounded like he was trying to alter it.

A distorted voice and hiding behind a mask that looked like it was made of pure gold?

He was definitely hiding something. Maybe he was filthy rich like King.

Maybe he was a celebrity. Or maybe he was serial killer.

Stop it. I pressed my lips together. I needed to get Grudge out of my head. “What should I call you?” I wanted to know his real name.

“You can call me Mount Othrys XXX.”

That’s not a name. Especially since he wasn’t even from Greece. The secretiveness reminded me of King. But the similarities ended there. This guy was bigger than King. The XXX suited him. “Let me at least see your face.”

“Let me see yours,” he said.

I shook my head. “That’s not how this works.”

“And how does it work, Zoey ? ”

He said my name in that way again. Like he didn’t like me at all.

“Because I was under the impression that you’d do whatever I wanted in a private session. As long as I’m willing to pay for it, that is.”

That was the general idea. But…this guy was rubbing me the wrong way. “Not anything you want, no. I have rules.”

“Rules? Really? Other than whoever has the most money gets into these one-on-one sessions? You have a thing for men with money and power, don’t you, Zoey ?”

Why did he keep saying my name like that? “No. I have plenty of my own money.”

“From doing this?” He gestured to his screen.

“Yes, this is my livelihood.”

He grunted in response.

Why was he judging me? He was the one that just dropped ten grand in order to speak with me privately.

“So you do this for the money?” he asked. “Or is this just what you prefer doing every night?”

“Both.”

“So you’re exactly where you want to be? Right here, right now?”

No. I wanted to be curled up in Otto’s arms like every other night.

But Bennett had put an end to that. For now at least. He said it was too dangerous.

So instead I was talking to this asshole.

God, what was I doing? Emma was right. Keeping this site going when I was in an actual relationship with four men no longer felt like a good idea. Especially tonight.

I cleared my throat. “I actually need to go. I’ll refund your money.” I reached out to end the video.

“Stop. ”

His voice was so demanding that my hand actually paused mid-air.

“You’ve been ignoring me for far too long.”

He was the one that had been watching my main stream for over a year. I wasn’t ignoring him. He’d only just asked for this yesterday.

“I just want to see what you normally do in these sessions. Show me, Zoey.”

He didn’t say my name with quite as much disdain this time.

I stared back at him. “I do what I’m told to do.”

“And if it breaks one of the rules you haven’t told me?”

“Then I say no.”

“Very well.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Take off your lingerie.”

I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. His eyes fell to my exposed breasts as I slid out of my thong too.

“Do you only use fruits and vegetables?” he asked.

“No. I have toys. And I mostly use my fingers.”

“What’s your number one request from clients?”

“They want me to please myself while they watch. While they pretend it’s them fucking me.”

He shook his head. “Do I look like the kind of guy who needs to pretend to be fucking a beautiful woman?”

Then why are you here, asshole?

“Here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to fuck yourself however you want. Show me all your best moves. It should be easy, because you’ll be imagining that you’re lucky enough for me to be fucking you . Not the other way around like your limp dick clients. Do I make myself clear?”

Who the hell was this guy?

“And you’re going to beg me. Beg for it to be my cock in your tight little pussy. Beg me to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked. Game on, Zoey .”