CHAPTER 392: A SUCCESSFUL DATE (NSFW)

Mason set Lexi down outside his private 'elevator', then pushed her against the wall. He kissed her and lifted her up, toned legs wrapping around his waist.

"We're supposed to be getting Becky," she said with a grin, chest rising and falling with quick breaths.

"We are." Mason kissed her again, then growled and carried her wrapped around him. She shrieked and laughed as he stepped in and reached for the button before the thing just dinged that they were back.

"I really hate this place," he said, not sure how to explain he kind of liked the delay, and the idea of being trapped alone with Lexi for a minute...

"Doesn't matter," she said. "To Becky. Carry me, faithful steed."

Mason didn't need more encouragement. He moved through the mostly dark suite, eyes hardly needing light at all anymore. He took a second to remember which room was Becky's, then opened it without knocking, Lexi still clinging to his chest.

Becky was lying on the bed with her head towards the foot, her feet up on the wall, watching the screen upside down. She was wearing a white system t-shirt and panties, the remote in her hand, a stick of licorice in her mouth. She jumped as she saw Mason and Lexi, sitting up and looking them up and down with a nervous smile.

"You got her drunk as a skunk, didn't you?"

"No." Lexi dropped down and brushed some brown hair out of her eyes, leaning into Mason, and suddenly looking a lot shyer than a minute ago. "Though I did have a few drinks."

"Well. I've got a bottle of whiskey, if y’all need it." She held it up for effect. "Shit ain't doin' much for me."

Lexi smiled and looked at Mason with both eager and also frightened eyes. He just grinned, stepping behind her. He kissed her neck and ran his hands up her legs, dragging her dress up her thighs.

"Lexi doesn't want whiskey," he said, grinning as Lexi groaned from his touch. "But she does want to see you in your hat and boots."

Lexi froze and glared at him, which just made him laugh.

"Is that so." Becky walked the bed on her knees, lifting her cowboy hat off the chair. "I see how it is. Fancy city boy and an even fancier city girl want to get country." She rolled off the bed and bent over like a stripper to put on her boots one at a time.

Her ass looked amazing, and she was trying to put on a sexy show, but Mason couldn't help it. He burst out laughing.

"Damnit, Mason!" Becky stomped over and punched him in the arm, then a couple more times as he kept laughing. He grabbed her and pulled her in, Lexi on one side, Becky in the other. Becky struggled and tried to keep her face away, but eventually he got her turned for a kiss. She bit his lip. Then kissed him back.

"He, um, wasn't supposed to tell you," Lexi said, looking somewhere between excited and mortified.

"You'll find Lord Mason does pretty much what he wants." Becky stuck out her tongue, and Mason slapped her ass with enough superhuman strength to even make his fellow player wince.

Then he turned around and pushed both girls against the wall side by side, inspecting them with a hand on their throats. Something primal was rising up inside him, possibly making him sniff them before he'd really thought about it.

A flash of a look like helpless concern actually passed over both girls, and Mason couldn't help but grin. Especially as the concern transformed into a look of growing lust. He turned on Blessing of Gaia, watching Becky's brown and Lexi's grey eyes focus and dilate even more.

"And what do I want?" he said, the first words he'd spoken since he walked in the door.

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