Royally Claimed (The Triple Crown Club #2)

I gave it a passing glance before turning back to my drink. Funny how you got used to shit like that in this place.

Not everything in this place was out in the open, of course. There were private rooms too, but most of the people were okay being out for all to see. Hell, we were all wearing masks, after all.

Across the room, the girl climbed into one of the men's laps, sinking down on his thick-looking cock. Another moved next to her, pulling her mouth down to his shaft. The third knelt behind her, his tongue on her ass.

I growled.

Yeah, tonight wasn’t happening for us, even if finding some girl to share like that did seem tempting. We just weren’t in the mood.

“Alright, fuck it,” Dean finally said, as if finally admitting he’d ben wrong for pushing us to come tonight.

“This was a shit idea.”

Jace and I nodded. I resisted the urge to say “no shit,” and instead, we all three polished off our drinks.

“Let’s just get out of here,” Dean muttered.





Chapter 4





Anya




Oh.

My.

God.

Blood pounded in my ears as I moved through the rich, opulent house — my very skin tingling. Words like “scandalous,” and “insane,” and “orgy” went through my head. Because really, how else could I describe what was going on around me?

When we’d first stepped into this place, all I’d seen was a rich entryway to an old, stately home. Gilded ceiling, sparkling chandeliers, a tuxedoed butler handing us black masks and offering a tray of champagne.

Okay, it wasn’t that bad, I’d thought, still in that entryway. It wasn’t the “club” I thought it’d be, but it wasn’t a shack in the woods or something creepy either — a thought that had momentarily crept into my head as we’d driven out of the city. So I’d decided to stay for one drink and see what was going on.

But then, we’d stepped up to the carved wooden door, and Thomas had pushed it open.

And my whole world had been rocked.

What the HELL is this?

Most of the room was in some sort of undress. Naked feminine curves and bare, hard muscles filled my vision — people undulating, kissing, moaning, gasping.

My whole body had shivered at the sight of a woman bent over on a rich, plush sofa, a man pulling his tuxedo shirt off behind her as he drove his cock in and out of her. A second man moved to her front, and a loud gasp escaped my lips, a hand flying to my mouth as I watched her stick her tongue out and lick his cock head.

And that was just one scene in front of me. Around the room, this was happening everywhere.

Where the fuck was I?

I started to back away, but Shawn’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.

“And where are you off to?”

“Uh,” I swallowed, my face white. “I— I shouldn’t be here.”

“Sure you should,” Thomas said darkly in my ear, coming up behind me.

I shook my head.

“I really shouldn’t.”

I liked to think of myself as a free spirit, but this was way out of my element, big time. I mean, I wasn’t a prude or anything — but this was insane.

Across the room, a girl cried out as two men moved between her legs, both their tongues swirling over her, and my whole body flushed.

“I should go.”

“Stay,” Shawn purred.

“Please let go of my wrist.”

Fear lanced through me as his grip tightened.

“Look, have one drink.”

He shrugged.

“I know it’s not what you were thinking, but no one’s going to make you do shit, okay?”

“Just have one drink and our driver will take you back,” Thomas said with an easy shrug.

I took a second, but slowly, I made up my mind. One drink would appease them, and then I’d be getting the hell out of this place.

“Fine,” I swallowed. “One drink.”

The two of them grinned, Thomas passing me a glass of champagne.

“Well, well, well, she looks tasty.”

I shuddered as a third man, this one with a wicked glint in his eyes behind his mask, stepped up.

Shawn grinned. “This is Carl. He’s with us.” He winked at me. “He’s with you, too.”

I took a big swallow of champagne.

Carl leaned close, his eyes lecherously sliding over me. “And what’s your name?”

I shook my head. “What’s your name?”

Carl chuckled, wagging a finger. “Uh-uh, that’s against the rules here. You don’t get to know our names.”

I frowned. “Well, I know theirs.”

Thomas chuckled. “You know the names we told you.”

I shuddered. This was getting beyond what I was okay with.

“I think I’d like to go now,” I said quietly.

“Sit.”

I shivered as the three of them pulled me to a couch alongside the room. They pulled me onto it, moving to sit on either side of me. Blood roared in my ears.

Across the room, a girl bounced on a man’s lap, squealing in pleasure. In front of her, two other men pulled their cocks out, and my eyes went wide.

“Now that looks fun, doesn’t it?”

I knew what Carl was implying, but I wasn’t going to take the bait. The truth was, yes, it was hot, watching the people around the room, to a certain extent. I mean, yeah, it was kind of sexy listening to the sounds of pleasure filling the room, and watching three men worship that girl was, objectively, sexy.

But not these three guys. These three were creeping me out in a major way. I felt a hand on my knee, and suddenly, my fight or flight instinct kicked in.

It was time to get the hell away from this situation, even if it meant hiking back to the palace.

“I— I have to use the bathroom,” I said quickly, pushing Shawn’s hand away and standing.

The three of them glanced at each other, scowling.

“We’ll come with you,” Thomas said, trying to smile casually at me but failing.

“Um no, you won’t,” I said coolly.

“Not into bathroom play, huh?”

I made a disgusted face, and Carl just chuckled.

“It’s down that hallway.”

I turned without a word, but his hand shot out and grabbed my arm.

“Wait.”

He pulled a small black box out of his coat.

“Here.”

Carl pulled out a gorgeous, sparkling silver and diamond bracelet, glittering in the low light of the room.

“Oh, no.” I shook my head. “No thank you.”

“Wear this.”

“I can’t accept th—”

“Wear it,” he hissed, his eyes flashing something dangerous at me.

I shivered, swallowing thickly as I nodded.

“Okay, fine,” I said quietly.

I held my wrist out as Carl smiled triumphantly and slipped it onto my wrist, clasping it shut.I turned without another word and speed-walked away.

Around the corner from them, I finally came to a shaking stop, shuddering and gasping for air as the adrenaline roared through me. I yanked the bracelet off and shoved it into my clutch, shivering at the cold feel of it as I glanced around the unfamiliar house.

I had to get out of there. Immediately.





Chapter 5





Jace




The three of us left the shit going on in the other rooms behind, moving with our drinks through the house.

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