“Will you dance me for me,Crow?” He slithers out the name like a hissed sigh.
He’s devastatingly gorgeous with his light cocoa skin tone and gray eyes. But he’s like a demon; once he has you, you’re nothing but a wonton addict, salivating for more of him.
“Hello,degenerate.” I smile sweetly, flashing my fangs, “No, I will not dance for you.”
He reaches over and waves his fingers in my face like he’s a street magician who is about to pull a quarter from my ear but I know he’s trying—and failing—to use his magic against me. I wink at him when the magical waves of his fingers stop moving and he sees it’s no use on me.
But he’s not deterred. He drops his hand to my thigh and moves on to the pleading part of his attempts. I can’t say I’m not tempted. His luscious lips and sharp teeth are just begging for some action but it won’t come from me.
“Don’t you want to loosen up? I can show you things you’ve never seen before.” Again with the hiss only now he drags his fingers up my thigh before hooking a finger in one of my bondage straps, “I can make youfeelthings you’ve never felt.”
I’m about to break his wrist when a loud snarl sounds from somewhere followed by gasps and screams. I know that snarl.
The Hounds are here, sisters.
I see them at the entrance. They’re headed towards you but Joker spotted me!Roxy says with glee.
Be ready!Rory shouts.
The crowd parts and three Hellhounds stand before us. Tongues of fire lick out from their open cuts as they bare their teeth.
I reach for my blades but before I can attack, the men shift.
In their place; three men, clothed like sexy bikers. They continue to bare their teeth at the people around us, threatening anyone standing too closely.
Green eyes is focused on Mayfly and how his hand grips my bicep in a possessive manner but all he does is push me behind him like I’m some fragile little bone the dogs want.
“Speak to mymateagain and I’ll rip your throat out, continue to touch her and I’ll rip your worthless soul from your body.” Green eyes looks like he’s barely holding himself back but his words piss me off.
“I’mnotyour mate,mutt.” I’m seething.
The people around us start to slowly go back to dancing and partying, the drugs flowing through their systems sway their fears back to euphoric levels but they keep an eye out on the men.
“You heard her, she’s not your mate. Now I suggest you take your friends and get out of my club or I’ll have you removed, piece by mangey piece.”
Fucking men.Claiming women like property and then fucking off without care.Like the breeze in an open field; coming and going as they please.
I shove Mayfly out of my way as Green eyes completely ignores him and gives me a devilish smirk, “Not your mate, eh? Let’s see.”
Green grabs the arm of the closest girl and slams his lips to hers.
Just like what happened with Roxy, I attack with only one thought on repeat.
Mine!