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Regardless, here we are. Surrounded by hundreds of people I don’t fucking trust.
Wolf saunters toward us and sidles next to the table. “If we missed this, Alaina would have my balls, and I very much like the way she—”
“You better not finish that sentence,” Sully snaps.
Wolf leans to the side to look around me. “Relax, man. I’m just trying to lighten the mood a little. You’d think he’d be a little happier on his wedding day.”
“Who says I’m not happy?” I scoff and take a healthy sip. The burn of whiskey as it slides down my throat takes some of the edge off. Their easy back and forth offers a rare glimpse inside another relationship style similar to ours. And it gives me hope that our bond will even out too. I look at Wolf from the corner of my eye. He doesn’t seem like the jealous type, but I think the right woman can turn even the most easy-going man into a possessive asshole.
Luckily for my Raven, she gets four greedy assholes.
“Probably the scowl on your face,” Sully deadpans.
“And the fact that you’re over here sulking while your wife hasn’t left the dance floor in hours.” Wolf smirks as he turns his attention presumably to his own woman.
He claps me on the shoulder. “C’mon, man. It’s your wedding night, go out there and dance with your wife.”
I toss back the rest of the whiskey and set the empty glass on the table, probably harder than necessary. But that asshole is right. Why the fuck am I over here giving her space while everyone else has danced with her?
MADDIE
The crowd around us pulses with energy. All of us contribute to the atmosphere in one way or another. Rush is wrapped around Lainey, their chests pressed together as she practically inhales him. They haven’t come up for air in a while, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he sneaks her off to one of those darkened corners and they practice a little exhibitionism. Lainey once told me she discovered a thirst for it.
And honestly, I can’t even blame her.
As Leo grinds his dick into my ass, the two of us creating our own sensual dance in the middle of a fairly-packed dance floor, thoughts of my own exhibitionist desires flood my brain. I can’t even blame it on alcohol, but even though this setting is nothing like the one of the masquerade ball all those months ago, I have those same urges to pull one of my husbands into our own dark corner and beg them to make me come.
Like I conjured him from will alone, Aries appears in front of me. I’m not sure if it’s some sort of fateful sign or just a coincidence, but either way, I’m glad he’s on the dance floor.
“I’m going to grab a drink. Do you need anything?” Leo asks, raising his voice so I can hear him over the pulsing beat of music.
I shake my head, my eyes glued to Aries. “I’m good. Aries will take care of me now. Won’t you, husband?”
Leo places a kiss on my neck, right underneath my ear, and a shiver glides down my back. That damn spot is almost too sensitive. Thick strands of my loose waves stick to my neck with sweat, and a high from letting your inhibitions go and dancing infuses my blood.
My wedding dress hangs from my body in a slightly wrinkled sheet of satin. I don’t even want to think about how filthy the hem is after dragging it through the club. I could’ve changed out of it, but where’s the fun in that? I just married the loves of my life in a gorgeous dress, the world should get a chance to see it.
I’ll settle for the people inside this club.
Pink and blue strobe lights cut through the air, highlighting the other people in flashes of neon. Everyone is wrapped up in their own little world, lost to the music and the sensation.
Aries steps into me, his broad chest in my face. I throw my hands around his neck and mold my body against his. “Are you ready to dance, Aries?”
His palms slide up and down my back, eliciting goosebumps in their wake. He settles them against my lower back, his pinkie finger sliding back and forth over the top of my ass. We sway together, the sensual beat of the song infusing every dip and slide and sweep with lust.
One song turns into two, and two into three. Sweat dampens the back of my neck, my fingers tingling with awareness. Aries’s cock is incredibly hard, trapped against my stomach. My fingers itch to slide down his washboard abs and into his pants to wrap my fingers around him.
“We’re taking a break and grabbing a drink,” Lainey yells over the music. Sully hovers over her, pawing at her hips.
I wave her off with a smile. My bladder takes this as an opportunity to demand I take a break too.
I push onto my tiptoes, so I’m closer to Aries’s ear. “I need to pee. Walk with me?”
I’m not so disillusioned that I’d go around by myself in a place this big. It doesn’t matter that my brothers own it, we have enemies that we don’t even know yet, and I’m not going to put myself in danger. Not when I have someone else to look out for too.
Plus, if these restrooms are anything like the grandeur of the rest of the club, I’m hoping I can persuade Aries to fool around in either a back hallway or a darkened booth along the way.
“Let’s go.” He threads his fingers in mine and cuts a path through the small crowd of dancers.
