Page 8 of UnWholly Angels (Crestview Cardinals #1)
Her seductive voice rang through the TV, and a smirk formed across her plump lips.
I had no doubt she saved this act for big spenders like me.
Within the first five minutes, there were close to fifty people watching with me.
I snarled inwardly as the chat box flooded with comments and requests before she even said anything.
Fucking bastards. They didn’t stand a chance.
“Hello, all,” my gorgeous Cam Girl purred. “Before we start our auction tonight, I wanted to give you all a show. It’s going to be my last for a while, so why not go out with a bang?”
Her laugh caused my heart to palpitate, and I moved to my phone, enabling the voice-to-text option to add to the chat. “Lie on the bed and spread yourself open,” I demanded. “I want to see that tight cunt.”
As she read my message, I watched her lips curl into a smirk. “Getting right into it tonight, aren’t we, DeviantKing?”
Fuck yes, I am.
As she lay on the bed and used her fingers to part herself, my hand dipped below my pants to grasp my cock. Running my hand along my shaft in quick, even strokes, I grunted out my next request.
“Play with yourself. Run your fingers back and forth over that beautiful clit while I watch.” Her glorious moans spurred me forward, and I almost forgot about the altercation we had a few hours ago. “That’s a good girl,” I added. “Use your other hand. Wrap it around your neck and squeeze.”
Stroking faster to the sight of her flushed face and gasping, I almost came, roughly running my thumb back and forth across the head of my cock.
A frustrated growl left me as my orgasm faded, seeing another demand pop up in the chat.
Some asshole with a ridiculous username made a request, and I growled.
She was mine and would only be taking orders from me.
I took my hand out of my pants, reading what this man was telling her to do.
He wanted her to use a pink vibrator, one I’d seen her use many times before, but he was insisting she fuck herself in the ass with it before using it to choke herself.
When I looked back at my girl, I was surprised at how apprehensive she seemed.
The worried look in her eye caused me to straighten up, watching as her demeanor shifted slightly.
Before she could comply, she locked eyes with the camera, and it felt like she was pleading directly with me.
After taking a small breath, she plastered on a fake smile. “Sorry to cut the show short, but it’s time for the auction to start. And you all know how much I hate to keep you waiting.” I could tell she was faking every word she said, but I’d ask her about it after I won.
As soon as the link went live, the bids started to pour in. My already-tired fingers flew to my phone, outbidding the first five people easily, when a private message came through.
Mwsub4you
If you win this for me, you don’t have to pay me. Donate it to your favorite charity or something. I’ll still honor the agreement.
Mwsub4you
But you HAVE to win.
DeviantKing
Why would I do that? Maybe I want to bid fair and square.
I was intrigued now and interested in what she had to say.
The bubbles kept appearing and disappearing, and I was getting frustrated.
The longer I waited for her to reply, the higher the chance I got outbid because I wasn’t paying attention.
The auction was only ten minutes long, and five minutes had already passed. I needed to win this.
Mwsub4you
If the person in the lead wins, he’ll hurt me.
DeviantKing
I want to hurt you.
Mwsub4you
I don’t have many hard limits and am open to trying most things once we discuss them. You do this; I'm yours.
DeviantKing
Beg me.
Mwsub4you
Please. I’ll do anything you want. Just make me yours.
She’s mine. She was mine the moment I had her bent over the hood of my car, all hot, flustered, and ready for my cock.
I didn’t often feel sparks, but that interaction sent icy chills down my spine.
That same spark had only happened one other time, so I owed it to myself to explore.
Whether she managed to keep my attention or not, Cam Girl would be staying here, where she wouldn’t have to use her body to pay for daily expenses.
Heat surrounded me, and I groaned, reading her soft pleas. Leaning forward, my eyes narrowed on the screen in front of me as I keyed the numbers into the chat box with ten seconds to spare.
DeviantKing
500,000
Fuck me.
The little bell rang as the auction ended. She announced me as the winner, and her shoulders relaxed, relief evident in her expression.
My jaw clenched as two messages popped through simultaneously. One that mildly shook me, but not enough to scare me into submission.
Mwsub4you
Thank you…here’s the information. See you Saturday night.
Alwyswatching
You’re going to regret this night. She belongs to me.
DeviantKing
Try me, friend
Challenge accepted.
I sat up in bed and rubbed my temples before grabbing my phone off the nightstand to peek at the time.
“Shit,” I mumbled to myself. I was late picking up Nick for practice. Coach would kill me, but I hadn’t done this in a long time. There was no desire to party like I used to, but I had drowned in a bottle of whiskey after winning Cam Girl’s auction.
With a small moan of pain, I jumped out of bed quickly, leaving the safety of my weighted blanket. I pulled on my sweats and a T-shirt, opting to grab an energy drink on the way out instead of making a cup of coffee.
A short drive later, Nick’s house came into view, and I tried to ignore the jackhammer that drilled into the side of my head.
Every little noise sounded like an airhorn, and I rubbed my head gingerly, attempting to shoo the pain away before we went to practice.
Five-thirty in the morning practices were unbearable sometimes, but were needed, and they kept me accountable, aside from days like this.
Pulling into the driveway, I reached into the center console for the aspirin. It would help for now, at least.
A face appeared in my periphery, and I let out a screech when he appeared at the driver's side, laughing maniacally. With an unamused expression, I popped the white pills in my mouth, rolled down the window, and turned my head toward Nick’s shit-eating grin.
“Don’t do that, you jackass. What’s so funny anyway?” I snapped.
“By the look on your face, you got fucked last night.” His mischievous eyes locked on mine, and I cracked a smile. “How, I’m not sure, but one way or another, you got fucked.”
Clearing my throat, I ran my fingers through my hair. “Yeah, I got into some trouble. The kind that requires an expensive bottle of whiskey.”
“Oh…trust me, I know you did.”
My eyebrows furrowed. “You must want to walk, with all the sarcasm you’re spitting at seven in the morning, Lux. Itching to play?”
“You have to ask the big boss now,” he replied with a genuine smile. “But you know she always lets me play. Especially with new toys.”
I swatted him away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Nodding toward the passenger side, Nick hurriedly ran around the car, slipping on the ice in the process, and I snorted. Give this man a pair of skates and he would lay waste to anyone, but on slick, cold ground, he was the clumsiest motherfucker.
“Get in,” I groaned, “we’re already late for practice.”
Nick’s voice was muffled over the heater blaring, but I made it out loud and clear. “Don’t break the new merchandise before I get a turn,” he said. “Or I’ll replace your skates.”
He reached for the handle, and I relocked it in defiance.
A triumphant smile spread across my face, wanting him to keep testing me.
How he knew about last night, I’d never know, unless he was stalking me.
Which he would be good at if that were the case, because I wouldn’t have known he was in my house.
Maybe he was a top-tier subscriber and was invited into the auction, too.
“Oh, come on, take a joke,” he whined.
Anyone who’d ever skated, whether competitive or not, would know how hard it was to break in new skates.
Not funny. Out of the two of us, he was the grounded one.
He told me when my obsessions were going too far, or when my rage threatened to spill over.
That was when I caused damage. He was my conscience.
He helped me see the light when all I wanted to do was snuff it out.
Nick knew I wouldn’t stop until Cam Girl was writhing underneath me.
That was when I’d let go. In return, I would make sure she never had to objectify herself again.
Cam Girl would consume my thoughts. Every little detail would remind me of her.
Even the smell of the cold winter air would remind me of how she looked while splayed out and toying with her clit, calling out for ‘King’ to use that sweet pussy.
The need for protection had thrown me, and if that user had the balls to threaten me without cause or knowledge of who I was, he had to be dangerous.
Pulling away from the curb, I started to drive off with a laugh, unsatisfied until I was far enough to watch Nick run to the car and dive for the passenger door. I finally relented and stopped the car, unlocking the door and letting him enter with an open mouth and shaking the snow out of his hair.
“Close it before I stuff it and make you taste my cum all practice,” I grinned.
“You wouldn’t dare,” he teased, fingers moving to change the song on the radio.
“You have terrible taste in music,” I blurted out as I quickly smacked his hand away. “Keep your hands off my stereo.”