Chapter 12 High Stakes
AXEL
"Wow, is that not the chic that whooped..." the glare I shot Fred, my friend in school made him swallow his words immediately, "I mean the girl that challenged you during the race? Hot damn! She's hot as fuck."
Yeah, Lisa Volkov was really hot as fuck.
I drowned the rest of my drink as my eyes followed the enemy's movement. She was walking into the building with another girl but my whole attention was on her. Damn! She was really hot.
And that piece of clothing she had on was doing nothing to conceal how hot she was. The swimsuit exposed every part of her body and the transparent white unbuttoned shirt she had on was not doing anything to hide her nudity.
No doubt she was driving every single guy crazy with the gentle sashay of her body and bootie because every single guy had decided to abandon what they were doing and to openly lust after her. And she strutted to take her seat, acting oblivious to the madness she was unleashing with her body and I kept watching her, unable to tear my eyes away from her. Why?
And what was that sudden need and want for a good fuck on seeing her?
The girl I fucked all night was a good one and she had surprised me with the number of rounds and orgasms she could withstand but eventually, she passed out and I've had one of the guys go drop her in a hotel room because a girl never slept over in my house. If she stayed over till morning, they must mean that we fucked all night with little breaks in between.
The girl had passed out before I could wear myself out but at least, I had been satiated to an extent and the look in Princess' eyes had faded out of my mind completely.
But now, less than twelve hours after those rigorous rounds of sex, I was suddenly desperate for another round of orgasm on seeing Lisa.
Not with her though, definitely not with her but the sight of her body made me want to have any girl but her underneath me, on me, against the wall, on the cabinet, or any other place.
I should call the girl from last night.
I forced my eyes off Lisa's body as the first guy walked up to her and I was sure he'd be the best of many. She was effortlessly the hottest girl here tonight and the guys were going to make a beeline
for her.
I focused on the party, on the girls stripping on the strip poles set up in the swimming pool, on the girls flanking me on the loungers and trying to openly get me to make out with them.
That's it.
I could have any girl that I want.
An hour or so later, my eyes involuntarily went to where Lisa had been sitting down after getting flanked and pestered by more and more guys but she was not on the seat again and I glanced around to see her rounding a corner.
With two guys on her tail.
I found myself sitting up. Not like she couldn't take care of herself. Heck, Lisa would cut their dicks off and feed them to their mouths if they should touch her as much but this was a party I organized and I wouldn't want a blood bath to break out.
But still, I didn't get up to go after me. I gave it ten minutes in my head. If none of them return to the party after 10 minutes, I was going to have to go after them.
What if it was consensual? What if she asked them to follow her so they'd perform some kinks like threesomes or whatever? It was none of my business and immediately after 10 minutes passed, I was out of my seat and walking towards the direction where they disappeared.
I stopped immediately, the sides of her palm hid the second guy's neck and he slumped to the ground, out cold.
"Wow," I clapped my hands together with a smug smile forming on my lips, "never have I thought I'd see a day a girl dressed in a swimsuit effortlessly knock two grown guys out."
"Fuck off, Ivanov," she gritted out, "this is none of your business."
"It's my business if you do this at a party I organized."
"God!" she exclaimed and she eyed me thoroughly as if I was an impossible creature before she started to walk away.
"Do you always do this before doing your business? I mean, dress up a storm before taking the lives of pe..." the word came out as a murmur because she suddenly closed the distance between us and she clamped her palm over my mouth.
"Oh shut it, Axel," she darted a glance toward the guys on the floor and I followed her eyes to see that one of them was writhing on the floor which meant he was still conscious and could hear what we were saying.
So she was panicking.
"Can't you learn to take a hint and just mind your goddamn business?"
I gently tore her hand away from my mouth.
"And I've told you that it's my business because it's my party?"
"God must have had a very rough time creating something as impossible as you," she whispered furiously and my eyes latched on to the movement of her lips. Any retort I wanted to think of died in my throat and I found my tongue darting out to briefly trace a line on my lower lip.
Her eyes followed the movement and her eyes darkened with something akin to desire.
The air between and around us changed suddenly, dancing with cackling electricity that I'd never felt before, and immediately, I was suddenly aware of how dangerously close we were, our bodies were pressed together, her titties pressed against my chest and I could feel her nipple hardening against them just like my dick was twitching and hardening in my boxers.
Fucckk. I was getting attracted to Lisa Volkov.
Hell No, I'd feel this way if I was pressed against any other female. I mean, who wouldn't? It wasn't her? It was just plain physical reactions to a feminine body and that'd always overrule everything. She bolted away from me and she glanced away as if suddenly embarrassed.
Totally unbecoming of Lisa Volkov.
"Anyway, always mind your business and stay away from me because you never know what your presence might irritate me into doing."
She started walking and I just... I followed her because what could be more satisfying than getting under your enemy's skin and riling them up so much they want to pull out their hair? That's the best you can get especially if you're not allowed to kill them.
"We both know you're just all talk, you can't do anything to me."
"And you can't do anything to me either," she fired back, coming to a stop and leaning against the wall of the entrance of what looked like an alleyway and I leaned against the opposite wall.
In our position, we could see the party in its full force, we could see the pool, the lounges, the dances, the games, and just... Everything.
"I'm not interested in doing anything to you."
"Good! Now, get lost."
"Get lost from a party that I organized? God! Use your creative brain Lisa, you need more than brutal skills of effortlessly taking lives to survive this world."
Her lips pressed together, tightly and her eyes burned with venom so lethal it made my lips curve into a smile but she didn't say anything. She just went mute and glanced away from me. "Not going to say anything?"
"I've realized that silence is the best answer for you."
I shrugged nonchalantly, "so," my eyes glanced at my body again, "is this a kink? Dress up in a way that'd drive any man crazy before striking?"
"Is my dressing driving you crazy?" she taunted and I smiled languorously before sliding my eyes from her face to her cleavage, making sure to blaze a trail of electricity on her bare skin as I took my sweet time appraising the body in front of me.
When I met her eyes again, there was a hooded look of blatant desire in her eyes and I smirked.
"I guess you've gotten your answer then."
"Asshole."
I smirked even more.
I wasn't sure what we were doing but whatever game it was, it was a lethal one, one that we shouldn't take any further than this.
"Three of the guys you killed had an erection before they died in a club, a strip club and an unknown stripper who slipped past security was the last seen with them so is this a kink?"
"No," she sassed, "it's a tactic, men are always ruled by their bodies, it was such a pleasure to strip for them, make them horny as fuck before taking the lives they don't deserve to live again." "Some men, Lisa, not all men would be rendered useless just because you stripped on a pole."
"Of course, of course, just some men."
She threw up behind her back because before I knew it, she was already walking off, and surprisingly, she walked to the pool and plunged herself inside like most people were doing.
I knew she was capable of doing that, mixing and blending well with the party, heck, she could steal the spotlight completely if she wanted without even trying but what I didn't know she was capable of was slowly emerging from the pool and latching on the free strip pole.
She latched on to it and started stripping on the pool, the wetness of her body and the flimsy clothes she had on making the erotic dance even more sinful and erotic.
The guys were watching her unabashedly, lust overriding all their senses and I wasn't an exclusion.
Arousal thrummed in my gut at the sight of her stripping on that pole and in no seconds, I was rock hard.
Men are ruled by their bodies...
Not all men would be rendered useless just because you stripped on a pole.
Of course, Lisa Volkov went on that pole to make me bite back my words, and what a fool she made out of me because she didn't even need to strip for 3 minutes before I was already rock-hard and in desperate need of a release.
I put a call to the girl from last night but even while I was fucking her senseless, I couldn't drive out a certain blonde haired from my brain and the blonde haired's sensual body.
Fuck stupid physical reactions.