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Stepping on the stage, I spotted the biker covered in black tentacles. Leviathan sat up front on one of the couches. Other than being a casino, this place was a basic strip club. Girls gave lap dances on those divans right in front of everyone. The voyeurism, the purpose, because some of our important guests just liked to watch.
I hadn’t seen him for over a month now. I couldn’t help the smile from growing on my face when I spied him. Yeah, I’d heard him and Kingpin were back from the hospital, finally. Sky had survived and she was still pregnant with twins. Something else the women chattered about.
Leaning back, the monstrous man spread his arms and legs wide, engulfing the sofa. My heart fluttered seeing him again. I trembled as I began my act.
His sultry eyes didn’t leave me during my show. When I swung my booty and bounced up and down, I twerked a bit. Something new, a nod to the strippers, before I weaved into a difficult posture. Withdrawing my bikini top, I thought of Levi. It was all for him. I gave my routine a little bit more than I ever did. More sensuality. More passion. Everyone hollered for more as they always did, but I only worried about him.
Unlike the other dancers, I would not remove my bottoms. However, for Levi alone, I did take the time to touch myself more than I would normally. Calling attention to the best parts of my body, I took more time than usual too. I had a grown woman’s body, with plenty of tits, hips, and ass. A softness to my navel that made my belly dance more enticing.
Levi’s mouth hung open, like he appreciated every movement.
All the men loved it when I spread my legs, bent backwards, grabbed my ankles from behind and looked through my legs. My pelvis hanging above my head, I dropped to the stage. I couldn’t imagine if I’d been naked, stretched out like that. My pussy on full display. Or maybe I could. My eyes locked onto Levi’s sultry gaze. He wasn’t looking at my eyes. His stare settled on the strip of fabric hiding my pussy in this awkward pose. His features dripped with an intense sexual energy. Therefore, when I ended my show, I was flustered. I didn’t rush to the dressing room like I usually did. I crawled off the stage toward him, like he was my prey.
The monster invited me onto his lap much like the last time I saw him. It’d been too long.
Tonight, nothing was stopping me. Holding my breasts to cover them in one arm, I took his hand and lowered myself on him. Blushing, I was so happy to see him. I’d really thought he’d been turned off by the way we parted before.
The biker smirked. Taking my arm, he moved it away completely. My breasts bounced free. On stage was one thing, being topless was something I’d gotten used to while dancing at the Asphalt Gods’ clubhouse. However, I was never truly a stripper. I’d never given a lap dance, let alone with a crowd around me.
Levi’s eyes plunged to my naked tits. My chest heaved thinking of how tenderly he’d kissed them before and how ferociously. He licked his lips like he wanted to taste them again.
But I could feel a million eyes on us. I had to keep calm. I tried my best to focus solely on him but was failing.
“Hi, you’re back,” I said awkwardly to break the ice.
“I am,” he said simply, but his eyes tunneled into me.
His intense gaze scared me. Then I realized there was no dancing, I sat right on the mountain in his pants. I raised up, pulling myself away from him to start moving. Levi held the wrist he grabbed to free my breasts. He wrenched it behind my back. His other hand came up and snatched a breast a bit too hard.
Leaning in he whispered against my neck, “Who are you?”
I didn’t understand. We’d been over this. I thought we were past it. “What do you mean?”
“You told Opry you were mine.”
Oh, I had.
“But you’re not a stripper. You don’t know how to give a lap dance.”
“No, I told you I’m not.” Didn’t I?
“You’re not who you say. Maybe you were. But you’re a different person now.”
My word. Was he on to me?
His breath tickled my ear. “What did you think that I never caught Fireball? I know you’re a spy.”
I was in trouble now. He actually knew.
“How long have you known?” I said, inaudibly.
“It doesn’t matter. You’re lucky I’ve been busy. Everyone will know if you don’t act like you want to ride this dick. Move your ass. Give them a show to remember you by.”
The danger of it all made me forget everyone was looking at us. He let go of my breast and wound his hand down to catch my hip. His hand guided me for a moment, rocking me over his pelvis. Even so, he never let go of my arm that he twisted behind my back. He’d captured me. I couldn’t get away from him if I wanted to. My body aching for him, I didn’t want to get away, all but for the people staring at us.
My eyes hooded, I moved on my own, teasing his package. Rocking my ass slowly over the mound in his jeans so everyone could see, I got lost in the moment. Levi grabbed that thin strip of fabric between me and him, rubbing his knuckles against my wet pussy like he had in the alley. With my restrained arm, he hauled my body into him. My tits smashed against his chin, almost engulfing his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked my nipple. I ground myself hard against his hand, craving him inside me, all over me.
He growled, “I’ve got something else for you to ride.”
“Not here,” I pipped.
“But you claimed to be mine. And I don’t do that. Ever. Do you want everyone to know about you? Do you want me to tell my Prez?”
I said nothing. Fuck. He knew I was a spy. This was when I was supposed to hit the speed dial and call Killer on speaker. But my phone was in the dressing room.
Levi hissed in my ear, “I’m going to undo my pants and you’re going to sit down really nice. You’re going to take my big dick like a champ right in front of my brothers. Holler my name and say your pussy is mine. Or I’ll let them all know you’re a spy for the Asphalt Gods MC. You’ll be dead in less than one minute flat.”
Leviathan unfastened his pants and positioned his large cock beneath me on the cusp of my sex, right in front of everyone. The fleshy head of his dick waited between my folds. The sensation drove me mad with desire. Twisting my head for a moment, I observed the people watching, the members, the bikers, the whores, Paisley, Cece, and Eve. Plus, the multitude of people I didn’t know. Men in suits and ladies who looked like they stepped off the runway. They couldn’t see Levi’s dick, only me spread out on his lap, topless and gasping. I was just another whore around here, but I felt more than exposed.
The music finally changed. Memphis and the others graced the stage. The crowd shifted their attention.
Leviathan reached up and snatched the crown off my head, taking my platinum hair down. Grabbing a handful, he threatened me more, not knowing it only aroused me. Still, this was too much for me. I craved danger, not humiliation. I’d never done it in public before. And although, I planned to do anything I could to get close to this biker, even have sex with him. It was something I thought I could work up the courage to do in private.
Leviathan moved under me, brushing his dick against my clit but didn’t surge my body down on him.
He was giving me the choice, sort of.
“Fuck you and you’ll let me live?” I clarified.
“That was your plan anyhow. What were you going to do once you were caught?”
“It’s complicated,” I said, because I couldn’t say I planned to call in the Asphalt Gods and have them slaughter everyone. That would get me killed for sure. Hopefully, he didn’t know that.
“You can tell me after you fuck me. Right here right now. Show me what you’re willing to do for those maniacs.” He tugged my hair back harder, exposing my neck. His mouth landed on the base of it. I lowered a little and that was all it took.
His hand shifted from my hair to my ass cheek heaving my body down as he thrusted up. His dick entered me but not much more than the tip.
Fuck a duck.
It packed a punch. I’d tensed up. His cock really must be colossal.
Levi murmured in my ear, “How are you a whore for the Gods if you can’t even take this dick?”
“I’m not a whore. I’m probate,” I admitted, quietly.
Levi propelled me down further. I gulped at the pain as he stretched me.
“You’ve not taken on a bunch of Gods then?”
“No, not even one.” My forehead touched his. “I’m earning my patch.”
He forced further inside, stretching my pussy wider. I yelped, calling attention to us and instantly reddened.
Levi didn’t care. But he was quiet, but his face screamed he was so angry with me. No one here would think anything was amiss though. They’d think he was merely mad at me for flirting with someone or something. “Why should I believe you?” He asked, aloud.
“You can’t,” I answered, honestly. “But it’s the truth.”
Frustrated, Levi yanked his dick out of me and zipped his pants. Before I could bolt, he snatched me and dragged me through the casino by the hair of my head.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To the basement, where we used to take our prisoners.”
