Chapter 47

“Fuck.” I hear Brielle moan.

  “Quite pretty mutt, you're not the star of this show. Watch,” Caelum tells her.

I glance at him, my gaze lowering to where his hands are stuck in Brielle's cunt already.

Rumor's hits on her playmate are lethal, she wasn’t kidding earlier when she said she had a lot to unleash tonight. The way she draws the belt to him is feral, nearly as feral as the panting and muffled grunts he lets out.

  “Scream,” she pants, hitting him harder, and he does, he lets out a scream but even that is accompanied by some pleasure. The room is filled with several groans and moans already and the show has only just begun.

  Rumor seems unsatisfied, I watch her face the entire time, and honestly I see the fight that draws Caelum to her, it's not just her pussy that has him wanting her again, it's the unbothered nature she has, the animalistic nature behind her passion.

  “Every show like this?” Bee whispers?