His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 69 Damian POV 2 days later The gentleman’s club turned out to be a bust and was just a strip club. Most of the workers were on the

books, and none of them were rogue. The same night I had sent Liam to the brothel with Dustin, and

now as I got dressed, I had to endure the constant torment of reliving his goddamn night. The man did

not understand personal space. He was determined to get right up in that, sniff around, and dig through

your shit.

“Liam, can you get out? I am sure you can save this for the car,” | growl at him, trying to shower in peace.

Liam doesn’t answer. He just keeps yapping like a damn chihuahua. He told me he found a few rogue

girls at the brothel, and now Kyson was insistent that I check it out with them, yet all Liam could talk

about was trying out the damn girls that worked there.

Stepping out of the shower, I reach for a towel when Liam snatches it off the hook beside the sink. I

press my lips in a line while the behemoth looks me over with no shame, licking his damn chops like I

was a bone he wanted to chomp on

“Liam!” snarl at him, snatching my towel from him.

.: “Can I watch you fuck her with that?” he says as I wrap the towel around my waist.

I’m not fucking anyone, now get out. Go annoy Dustin,” I tell him.

“Nope, annoy Damian. He loves it. It really gets him going,” Dustin calls from the living room of the ho tel

we were in. I growl, shoving past him and into my room. Seriously, the man had his own bathroom and

space, yet he wanted to loiter in mine! I grab my jeans and black shirt, pulling them on along with my

boots.

“Oh, you will love her. Don’t worry, I tried her out for you last night; amazing! She has a nice rack too,

fucked the brains right out her,” Liam tells me rather enthusiastically.

“Liam, stop!” | snap at him. “We are here to work, not sleep with the victims,” | snarl at him, and he

shrugs.

“You’re all work and no play, but don’t worry, Liam took care of you. I booked you a few hours with her.

And man, can she suck cock? I thought she was gonna suck the nuts right out of me; she was like a

damn vacuum,”

“You better not have booked me in with your sloppy seconds!” | snapped at him. Liam shrugs and bats

his lashes at me. I don’t know how Dustin put up with antics. I wanted to wring his bloody neck.

“She was hot, right Dustin?” Liam calls out to him, and Dustin looks over the back of the couch at him

and raises an eyebrow at him.

“You know I am gay, right? Like 100% Gay, as in I like men only?” Dustin tells him, and Liam clicks his

tongue at him.

“That doesn’t mean you didn’t think she was hot! Who knows, maybe I might go for a second round when

you’re done with her. I don’t mind sloppy seconds. Besides, I stretched her out for you real good. It

should fit that weapon in easily. I wonder if she could take both of us at the same time,” Liam says with a

thoughtful expression on his face. I gave him a disgusted look at him. The man had the most vulgar way

of words and no damn filter,

The entire drive to the place, I listened to him talk about the woman he spent the night with. It made me

wonder if he realized that she was a hooker and she didn’t really like him. I highly doubt any of the girls

actually liked their clients.

“I wonder if she would be down for a threesome? Or anal, she had the perfect peach ass. I wanted to

take a bite out of it.” I roll my eyes at him, watching the road and trying to block him out. Liam squeals

like a girl when we get there and is first out of the car.

“Ooh, you can see the mark I gave her,” Liam giggles excitedly, almost jumping up and down on the spot.

“Mark, you marked her and want me to fuck her?” I asked.

“No, I paid extra, so I could carve a little L on the inside of her thigh. Who would have thought a beauty

like her would be into knife play, bloody pricey, but now anyone who fucks her will see the scar and know

| was there first?” Liam states.

“She works in a brothel; I highly doubt you were there first, Liam,” I tell him with a shake of my head.

“Don’t ruin the mood; I can’t wait for you to meet her,” Liam says, rushing ahead and opening the door.

We enter the establishment, and Dustin nods, silently slipping out the back of the staff area while Liam

walks over and sets his arm across the counter. Did this fool not realize that he only has to pay them, not

pick them up? It wasn’t a damn date, but the feral growl that left me had the girl behind the counter jump

when I learned that he had, in fact, booked me with this girl he used and abused the night before.

“Don’t mind him, Love. He is a little uptight. On another note, is she down for a threesome or an observ

er? He is a little shy and needs me to hold his hand. You know how virgins are?” Liam asked, and I

pressed my lips in a line. Fucking virgin? I have had more pussy than the man has had feeds. I just didn’t

need to pay for it! I was going to strangle him with his own dick when we left here.

The bottom floor was similar to the gentleman’s club I was at the night before. Yet up the stairs behind a

black curtain, I assumed, was where all the rooms were as I glanced around.

The woman in her pink lingerie escorted us upstairs, and I followed behind while Liam distracted the

woman, who was giggling at his antics. I peeked into the offices and moved around the place silently

while he distracted her. I nod to him, and he turns the girl away, chatting her up and pinning her against

the wall while I snuck into a nearby room. It had filing cabinets and a computer. I quickly take some

photos before mind linking Dustin.

“Third floor, fourth door on your right,” I tell him, and he hums through the bond before answering.

“On it, just get Liam to keep her distracted, so I can slip upstairs,”

“Yep, I slipped back out to find Liam making out with the girl and all but dry humping her against the wall.

I clear my throat, and she blushes, pulling away. “Right, sorry. Your friend distracted me,” she says.

“Clearly, can we get this over with?” I asked her, motioning for her to lead us to the room and to this

mystery woman Liam kept talking about that was apparently a rogue. She shows us down a few more

corri dors.

“Dustin is checking out the office,” | mind link, Liam.

“Yeah, he mind linked me; I will handle this one,” Liam says when the woman knocks on a door. A femi

nine voice behind the door answers.

“Come in.” Liam bounds into the room excitedly, and the woman who escorted us moves down the hall

when she is called by another woman. I shake my head and step into the room when her scent hits me.

Liam skips to her side, and she greets him how I expect a worker of this establishment to do. With a big

fake smile and bright eyes. Yet as I step into the room, I find Liam spinning her around with his hands

holding her full breasts. My eyes ran the length of her hourglass figure to her chocolate brown eyes that

widened as she gasped.

“Tandi, this is my friend Damian, the one I was telling you about,” Liam introduced her as he spun her

toward me. Yet her lips parted, and she took a step back, bumping into Liam, her entire petite frame shak

ing, and I growled, realizing that Liam had fucked my mate!

“Damian?” Liam asks, alarmed by my reaction when I feel my claws slip out and his eyes dart to them. I

take a step toward him. “Mate!” | growled and Liam shrieked as I charged at him.

“It was Dustin, it was Dustin. He fucked her brains out, not me,” Liam screamed as I crashed against him

before punching him. The woman screamed.