Chapter 9
Neo
“Why is my brother practicallynaked in a cage with a metal contraption over his junk?!” Cass shouts over the music, looking over at his brother in one of the dancer cages on the edge of the stage. Tonight my Queen is performing, and my cock is hard in anticipation at the sight of her goddess-like body, locking me in a trance with all her hypnotic movements.
“I have no idea!” I shout back, but the sight of it is fucking gold. “My guess is he pissed off our Queen. Serves the dickwad right!” Axel looks like he's wearing a weird metal thong.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Evolution. Tonight, we have one hell of a show planned for you. The Queen is back in business, and is gracing us with her presence tonight for a few performances!” A lady in bright pink lingerie and a matching feather boa announces as she steps out onto the stage.
The crowd goes wild, and I feed off their energy. The place is packed tonight, full of all different kinds of people. There are even a few drag queens, and I’m loving their vibe with how excited they are for my Queen.
“Come on. I want front row seats for this!” I clap Cass on the back before pushing my way through the crowd. There are three seats in the front blocked off specifically for us. I take the one in the middle, and immediately my leg starts bouncing, unable to keep still.
“Neo, chill, man. You look like you're on drugs,” Dean says, sitting next to me as Cass takes the seat on my other side.
“Oh, I’m on a drug alright, and her name is Queenie,” I grin. Dean just chuckles and shakes his head.Fucker knows he's high off her too.It’s hard not to be. Just the thought of her has my body buzzing.
“Is that... is he wearing a chastity belt?” Cass laughs in disbelief when we get close enough to see what it is that’s strapped around him. I give my cousin a closer look now that he's directly in front of us.
“Holy donkey balls, it is.” I howl with laughter. Axel’s eyes snap over to us, and pure venom pours off him in waves. Cupping my mouth with my hands I yell, “Shake it for me, big daddy.” He gives me the middle finger, making me laugh harder. “I need this on video.” Pulling out my phone, I take a few seconds worth of videos as well as some photos, all of which show Axel beet red with fury.
The lights dim, making the whole club simmer down to a low hum of whispers.RiverbyBishop Briggsstarts to play, and a spotlight zeros in on a pair of black heels, and with every step she takes, she stays in perfect time with the beat of the song even though her eyes are closed. The light slowly makes its way up her body, revealing her stunning legs, then her thick thighs, up over her curvy hips, past her luscious breasts, and stopping at her perfect face.
She's dressed in a red, velvet bodysuit with black lace trim. Her raven black hair hangs down in loose curls, and her lips are a bloodred color that I would really like to see smeared all over my cock. Speaking of cock, mine is painstakingly hard right now; so hard that I feel like it's going to explode from all the blood rushing to it.Do you think she would stab me if I went up there right now and fucked her silly in front of everyone?
Maybe I’ll wait until after she's done with her dance. My hand is still healing from the last time.
She stops in the middle of the stage, and her eyes slowly open as she starts to sing. I’m immediately entranced by her. When it gets to the shut your mouth part of the lyrics, she starts her dance as her eyes lock with mine. Her body moves like a wave in time with the music, her hips thrusting in sync with the beat as she sings the lyrics. The song slows back down a bit, the tempo more relaxed as she turns around, walking back the way she came still in step with the beat, and I'm blessed with the view of her plump, juicy ass.
“Sit down,” Dean hisses.I didn't even know I was halfway out of my seat.
“But, just one bite,” I whine. Her ass is like a poison apple, tempting me to do naughty things.
“She’s in the middle of a fucking song, you crazy bastard! Fuck her later!”
“Fine,” I snap back, returning to my seat with my arms crossed. I mean, can he blame me? Look at that ass.
She stops at the pole towards the back of the stage, running her hand along the shiny, silver metal as she sings a part about not being able to change things, and how she's only one kiss from killing.What a fitting verse.
She leans back against it, her arms above her head as she slowly slides her ass down the pole, bending at the knees, and opening her thighs. My perverted ass zeroes in on her cunt, and I’m seconds away from crawling up on that stage, begging her to let me have just one lick.
She makes her way back up the pole, swaying her hips, and giving it her all as she belts out the lyrics while running her hands up her body and over her breasts. The song starts to repeat the same three words a few times, her hips snapping back and forth with the beat. Then it's just the instrumental part, no lyrics.
She grabs onto the pole, lifting herself off the ground as she climbs halfway up. Then she moves her body, dipping and turning, as she makes love to the pole but not in a sexual way; no, in one of the most elegant ways I’ve ever seen during one of her dances. She’s fucking perfect. The lyrics start up again as she slides to the ground, crawling towards us like a black widow spider, daring us to get caught in her web.Don't have to ask me twice. I’m ready to free fall and get tangled up in her web. Hopefully other things too.
Harlow kneels, spreading her knees as she dips down to the floor, rolling over and arching her back before getting back up, and walking offstage like the badass bitch she is.
The crowd goes wild, demanding more Queenie. Me? I’m up out of my seat and rushing forward. I jump onto the stage with a laugh, running past the new dancers, and dipping my head with a nod as I pass by with a mischievous grin in place. I hear my name being called from behind, and I look over to see an annoyed mountain man chasing after me. My eyes go wide, my smile going wider as I run faster, jumping over chairs and dodging people. Bursting through the dressing room door, I shield my eyes with my hands, making sure not to take a look at any of the women as I beeline to Harlow’s dressing room.
“What the fuck?” Harlow laughs, not bothering to cover up as she stands there fully naked. I stop dead in my tracks as my eyes wander over every inch and curve of her insatiable body.
"Mine!"Beast growls from within.Fuck you, buddy, she’s mine right now.
“Neo, you can't just go barging into the girls’ dressing room. You’re gonna get yourself killed,” Cass growls out, bumping into me. “Fuck,” he says with barely a breath.
“Is there something I can help you boys with?” She grins at us, popping a hip while placing her deadly, but slender hands on her sides.
“You can choke me with your tight cunt and dainty little fingers until I cum so hard I pop a blood vessel,” I say, my eyes slowly making their way up to her face.