City Of Need

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Roxy

Asher steps behind me as Noah steps to the front. Four hands on my thighs rolling my dress up towards my waist.

They take their time and in the quiet of the room our breathing sounds so loud that the only thing I hear above it is my heart beating in my ears... And then feet thundering, a voice yelling...

'What is that?' Noah cocks his head to the side.

'Ignore it,' rasps Asher. 'Someone has a primal kink. Not our business.'

There's a banging on the window. 'Roxy Wilde,' I know you're in one of these rooms.'

'London?' What the fuck is he doing here?' I say.

'London?' Asher and Noah chorus.

'A guy I went home with last Saturday.' I tell them, tugging my dress back down.

'Roxy! Let me in right now!' London yells again.

Asher says, 'He doesn't know which room we're in. His voice is further away. He's knocking on a different window. Ignore him.' He strokes my hair.

The handle of the room starts to rattle. 'Roxy, I know you're in there. I can smell your fucking perfume. Now let me in or I'll kick the fucking door down.'

'Fuck,' say all three of us.

'Is he dangerous?' Asks Noah. 'Is he like us?'

I shrug. 'I don't know. He seemed pretty normal. He's a pop star, not a criminal... but I do attract the crazies... so...'

'Present company excluded, you mean,' snaps Asher.

I smirk at him, 'You think so?!' 

The door starts splintering at the edges and Noah rushes to it, twisting the lock and opening it, trying to get ahead of what ever is about to happen.

London is momentarily framed by the doorway, taking up most of it, while he takes in the scene.

'That guy is huge,' mutters Asher, beside me.

And then London's through the door, swinging punches at Asher and Noah, and yelling, 'If you've touched my girl I will fucking kill you both.'

He swings wildly at Asher, who ducks and says, 'Your girl? Roxy Wilde belongs to no one.'

London grabs him by the hair and yells into his face, 'She's collared to me, mother fucker.'

Noah comes up behind London, and jumps on his back, piggy back style. These three boys are lovers not fighters. Noah and Asher are useless unless it's guns they're fighting with. It looks like London is no better. Noah's arm covers London's face and London spins around, walking straight into the horse box. He bangs up against it and Noah falls from his back to the floor. London looms over him.

Then London loses it, pulling his leg back, making ready to kick Noah in the stomach, as Asher, with a whip wrapped around his hands, comes up behind London, ready to strangle him. The yelling has crescendoed and all I can hear is my name on all their lips as I launch myself directly in front of London, and scream, 'No. Stop. Everyone just stop!'

The room is suspended in silence. London looks down at me, fury filled eyes and adrenaline pouring off him. 'Did you fuck them after I put a collar on you?'

I press my hands to his chest and say, 'We've fucked in the past. We were about to fuck again.'

'But you didn't?' London says.

'Not for want of trying,' mutters Asher behind him.

He spins around to Asher and growls, 'Leave. Now.'