Chapter 4

“Welcome once again, my loyal subjects, to the private Club

Luxe,” Malcolm said in greeting. “If you were invited tonight, congratulations. You are the most elite of the elite.” His lips pulled into a hard smile as his piercing eyes gazed over the crowd. He stood from his throne and felt his balls lift from the wood as he thrust a golden scepter into the air. He proudly displayed his chiseled naked body, enjoying the dozens of eyes that hungrily looked upon his muscular form. “Tonight, let’s party like the gods we are!”

Everyone in the room cheered. Malcolm looked over their adoring faces with deep satisfaction. These Friday nights were always the highlight of his week. He could already feel his stress washing away with the promise of the indulgent revelry that was about to begin. However, there was something different about the club tonight. He squinted as he scanned through the crowd, feeling the weight of an unusual gaze upon him. When he found her, his eyes widened in surprise. Malcolm found himself gripping his scepter tighter as he gazed down at her.

Victoria.

The raven-haired woman looked at him with a defiance in her eyes that was exquisite. Malcolm was taken aback for a moment, before he remembered himself and the role he was currently playing. A devious smile spread across his lips as he looked down at the young reporter thoughtfully. Wicked ideas danced across his mind, and Malcolm knew he could not resist the temptation.

He began moving toward her, and his balls swayed between his legs as he walked. He moved to the edge of the stage until he was standing directly above Victoria. He felt his cock stir as their eyes became deadlocked in an intense gaze.

“I’m pleased to see a new face amongst us this evening,” he announced as he stared down at her. His lips pulled into a tight smirk. “Let’s say we give her a special welcome.”

The others politely clapped their hands and murmured in agreement. Victoria looked slightly nervous and Chloe glanced away from the bartender with concern. A pleased smile appeared on Malcolm’s face as he saw the reactions of the crowd. While he was usually reserved on nights like this, he could not resist the opportunity to toy with Victoria. Besides, if he was honest with himself, it had been a particularly stressful week, and was feeling the need to release his animal side.

“You in the black dress,” he said, pointing directly at her. “Come up to the stage. You will do the honors of beginning our night of lust.”

Victoria flinched ever-so-slightly before glaring at him. “How would you suggest I do that?” she asked cautiously.

“I want you to strip yourself down to nothing,” Malcolm commanded slowly, “and then bring yourself to sweet release in front of all these people.”

He saw a slight flash of fear pass through her eyes. He wondered if she would protest. After only a moment’s hesitation, she lifted her head proudly and took a bold step toward the stage.

“Whatever the king wants,” she said as she slowly climbed the stage.

There was something hard in her eyes. Even as she obeyed him, she kept a grain of resistance. He admired that, and it stirred his desire to tame her. As she approached him, she slowly began to slip her dress off her shoulders. The fabric easily slid down over her body to reveal luscious, tanned skin. Her shapely breasts were restrained by a sheer bra, and matching panties revealed a small dark spot of wetness. He felt his cock pulse with hunger as he motioned for her to come closer.

“Start undressing,” he urged her.

“Yes, King,” she whispered as she unhooked her bra.

When her ripe, round breasts burst forth from the fabric, he made a sharp intake of breath. Her dark nipples tightened into tiny rosebuds as they became exposed to the slightly chilled air. He fought the urge to grab her and wrap his lips around those tender buds to suck on them greedily. She slowly turned and stepped out of her panties, bending over and exposing her swollen vulva for him to see. He growled in his throat as she tempted him. It was rare to see a woman behaving so boldly and possessing such elegance at the same time.

Slowly, she turned to face him again. Her hands slid down the sides of her body and she stopped to cup her breasts. She tugged at her nipples gently, before sliding her fingers down between her legs. She turned to display herself fearlessly to the audience as she began to circle her fingers in her wetness, massaging her labia thoroughly.

Malcolm was pleasantly surprised by her confidence and boldness. She did not seem shy in the slightest as she proudly touched herself before all his guests. It would take much more than his usual efforts to unsettle her. He felt his cock throbbing so much that it was painful as he watched her little show. He found himself examining her profile carefully as she turned to him.

“Does the king enjoy this?” she asked in a husky voice.

He raised his brow and felt his lips curve into a smile. “I would like it much more with my cock buried in your mouth,” he said coldly.

Once again, he saw that flicker of apprehension pass through her eyes, and it awakened the animal inside him. He wanted to pounce and tear her apart, but he labored to keep his emotions in check. He watched her keenly as she gazed at his erect member and he felt himself grow even harder as she licked her lips.

“Get down on your knees,” he told her in a dark voice, “I want you to worship my cock.”

He watched her body stiffen for a moment in shock, but she quickly gathered her composure. She moved forward and stooped to her knees before him. It was clear to him that she wasn’t used to being treated this way. Yet, for some reason she obeyed. It made him curious.

Victoria glared up at him as she wrapped her fist around his cock. “I would have thought that someone as powerful as you wouldn’t need to see a woman on her knees to feel like a man,” she said dryly.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at her jibe. “On the contrary, my dear,” he said, reaching out to cup her face. “I just thought that you’d appreciate the view.”

Her eyes narrowed at his flippant manner. However, her lips did curve up into a sly smirk. “The view’s not too terrible. I guess I’ll have a taste.” She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to lightly lick at his cock.