Forever Masked & Mine (High Stakes Syndicate #1.5)

Chapter 10 – Marfa

@DEVILS_SOVEREIGN

MARFA

“ T o say this house was a fuck palace last night is an understatement…” Blair has a sparkle in her eyes that I haven’t seen from her yet, and I have a feeling it’s all the uninterrupted villa time with Vin.

“Yeah, my pussy is quite sore today. And I know the guy’s holes are just as bad.” I chuckle, and she doesn’t even bat an eye at that. Which reminds me, “What the hell is going on with you two and Noah?!”

The smile that spreads across her face says it all. “That’s a long story where all of it starts from, but somehow we ended up fucking with him on some camera he had access to… He likes to be in control, so he told us what to do while watching, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever been a part of. Well, that is un til yesterday. That was hot as fuck.” She tips her head back like she’s replaying it all in her mind, and I can’t deny it was hot as shit. “I might need to get some mask to play with too…”

Now I’m the one smiling at her. “I love unlocking mask kinks for people.”

“Okay, enough about me and my sex life! It’s your fucking wedding day, bitch! Let’s get to doing your hair and makeup!”

“Fine, but don’t think we’re not circling back to this conversation. I need the nasty details and all future ones. Two dicks at once is the best thing you’ll ever experience,” I inform her as we get up from outside the master bedroom where we are having our morning coffee. We’re three hours behind Vegas time, so we can get up at our normal time and still be able to catch the sunrise. It’s truly breathtaking, and I refuse to miss one morning of it while we’re here.

We’re walking through the bungalow to Blair’s bathroom where she has the whole thing set up to do god knows what to me. We’re keeping things basic for my hair and makeup because my dress is the true show-stopper. Blair went with me right after the guys proposed to pick out my dress. I didn’t know what kind of wedding we would end up having, but I sure as fuck was going to have the dress I wanted no matter where it was.

I went with an A-line, sweetheart neckline, and a corset that does magic for my tits. It has off-the- shoulder straps, and of course, I had to go with the blush pink. I would rather be shot in the puss than be caught dead in a white wedding dress. The bottom of it is practically see-through and scandalous enough to keep me entertained for the wedding. The guys aren’t going to be able to keep their eyes or hands off of me, and I can’t wait to see how good they look in their forest green suits in front of that icy-blue water as the perfect background.

My only real demand for this wedding was my request that Mack find a good photographer. People always splurge on the dumbest shit when it comes to weddings… but the one thing I will spend a stupid amount of money on is a photographer. We’ll have those pictures for the rest of our lives.

Mack comes barging into Blair’s bathroom, tattling, “Percy’s trying to get me hard! I told him not to because you weren’t here, and I don’t have my cock cage on… and he won’t stop touching me and looking at me like he wants to eat me ali?—”

I hold my hand up, cutting him off. “Just because you were such a good boy and came in here to tell me… you two can go have fun.”

He narrows his eyes at me. “Is this a trap?”

“No, Luchik. We’re all about to be committed to one another forever. Go have fun with your boyfriend for the last time. That’ll be your husband after this evening.” He bends down, popping a kiss on my forehead, and practically runs out of the bathroom, screaming “I love you” over his shoulder.

Blair’s tying up my corset to my wedding dress and won’t stop giving compliments. “Mar, you seriously look so good!”

“Thank you, babes, but so do you. Vin’s really not going to be able to keep his hands to himself tonight.” She blushes at that, probably remembering all the shit they did in front of us, but I’m not letting her forget she watched us do even wilder shit. “Quit blushing, Blair. We did wild shit last night too.”

“I know, but I should’ve asked all of you before if it was okay or not. Vin’s so used to it from the club, but what if I made Percy and Mack uncomfortable?” She’s nervously picking the skin around her nails, so I grab both her hands.

I look her in the eyes to make sure she’s really hearing what I’m saying. “If any of us were uncomfortable or didn’t want something to happen, we would’ve stopped right then and there. I promise it doesn’t make anything weird.” She nods her head, and I keep going, needing to add some humor to cut this serious shit out, “But I am shocked at how well you can ride cock.”

She playfully hits my arm. “Stop it!” She pauses, thinks for a minute, and then asks, “Do you really think so?”

Blair and I are walking up to the resort’s center where they hold all the events. To say we’re turning heads is an understatement. Blair has her sage-green silky dress on that she keeps denying is a bridesmaid dress. The low open back is connected to two thin strings at the front of the dress. She looks gorgeous, and she’s carrying herself so confidently now. I have my full get-up on, ready to go see my men when I walk through those doors out to the beach.

Mack has rented out the whole damn place for the five of us, and I think he may have invited the pilot and flight attendants. There is way too much room for just us, but I gave in when we were able to make this our “wedding” instead of the big fiasco he’d been trying to set up back home.

There’s an employee by the door waiting to lead us out to the beach, they inform us, “I’ve got strict instructions to not let you through the door until she’s out there, and we get the okay.”

“Okay, I’m heading out there. You look beautiful, and I know your guys can’t wait to lay their eyes on you… if you see me sobbing ignore me.” Blair po ps a kiss on my cheek, turns around, and walks through the doors. I can see Vin and the guys at the end of the walk way; Vin looks a little misty eyed, and nothing chips away at my frozen heart more than finally witnessing those two getting to be happy together.

My eyes dart to Percy first. He has the forest green suit on with the plain white dress shirt underneath. Nothing out of the norm, but goddamn do those thighs of his fill out those pants better than I’ve ever seen in my life. Mack has the matching pants but his upper half is what’s catching my eyes. He’s missing the suit jacket and wears only his shirt. It’s an all white lace that’s just thin enough that the tattoos that cover every inch of his skin peak through the lace design.

Fuck they both look edible.

It makes me giddy that Mack didn’t stick to the norm, but what about any of this or us screams normal?