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I grabbed her hand closest to me, rubbing my thumb along her pulse line as I kissed the center of her palm, just wanting to shower her with my attention. Breathing along her palm, I said, “You seemed like you needed this.” Whimpers started up behind her. “Plus, we need him alive to tell the tale. If we were to join in, he would already be dead. The dead don't talk, my rose.”
She nodded, lifting her hand in a signal, and a Syndicate member suddenly showed up with his hands behind his back, waiting for his orders.
“Take this one, put his fingers in some acid before you dump him.” Her wicked smile flashed a bit of fang. “It will stunt hishealing process and make it quite painful for the new claws to grow.”
“Yes, Boss.” The vampire said before dragging the chair with her victim away with him.
She took both of our hands and walked toward the doors. “Let's go home and get cleaned up.”
Avery and I looked at each other over her head. His eyes said,It's too early! We need more time!I winked at him, responding with my own eye words.I got this, just follow my lead.
I stuck out my bottom lip and made sure my face looked pathetic before I stopped, and she turned toward me in question. “But, my rose, we aren't done doing the full inspection. Didn't you guys just put a new club in this place?”
She looked up at me, eyes shifting to the door before they flashed over to me, giving her my best puppy dog eyes as she bit her lip. “Well . . . .”
Avery piped up, “I know Falcon said he was working late, Cosmo had some newbies to train, and Ax is probably just now getting on a plane from Montana.” All of this was a lie, but he was surprisingly good at it. It made me slightly suspicious of him.
He turned on the charm as he gave her a saucy look. “Plus, you promised to take me to the club opening, but we got . . . caught up . . . remember?”
Her eyes widened as she opened her mouth, “That . . . I mean . . . that was your fault!”
He nodded easily, playing right into it with a smirk like he remembered exactly why they missed going to opening night, and he wouldn't mind doing it again. “Yes. Yes. It's my fault. Allll my fault.” He tugged her toward the door. “So, why don’t we go up to the Syndicate suite, get cleaned up, and head down for some dancing and drinks. Check it out, make sure it's up to our standards, and then head back home. By then, everyone else should be home.”
She tilted her head, eyes flicking between both of our eager faces before she shrugged. “Why not? We might as well call the desk and have them bring us up some of the new Prada line that just came out. I had my eyes on this new lacy top and side split skirt they had.”
She lurched forward as Avery winked at me.See, I knew we were the right men for this job.
It was excruciatingly hard not to join her in the shower. Trust me. It took almost all of my strength. Avery even stopped me a few times, reminding me of the plan. He and I were supposed to keep her busy while the three others got everything ready for her early Christmas present from us.
Tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and all the fathers made it clear that they would be crashing in our mansion to celebrate and do whatever traditions they all used to do separately. The present we wanted to give her was definitely not parent approved, so we had to do it a little early.
Since this was my initial idea, knowing that this was a deep desire of hers, I called in reinforcements to make it happen. Surprisingly, they were all on board, even the stuck up Cosmo thought this would make Rayla excited and surprised. I knew I would already have Ax’s support, it was right up his alley. It was really about convincing the mage and fairy to join in the fun. When I told Falcon it was going to take some heavy magic, he was in, happy to show off his skills. Avery was the hardest since this wasn't really his bag, but I convinced him to use his wings, and he agreed to it.
The shower cut off, and the door opened. We were not ready for her to walk out completely naked. That was when I knew we were in trouble.
Avery practically floated toward her, his eyes roaming her body, hypnotized by all the curves and soft skin. She smirked, putting a little extra sway to her hips and bounce in her step. I bit the inside of my lip, tasting blood to snap me out of it.
I closed my eyes, snagging Avery by the collar as I dragged him over to the living room area as I called out to her. “So excited, my rose! We’ll wait for you over here.” As soon as I rounded the corner, I smacked Avery, waking him up from his trance as he growled at me with his fists raised. I pointed my finger in his face, frustrated and angry that I couldn't partake in that creamy skin-covered delicacy next door.
“You almost blew it! We agreed with them that we wouldn’t bring anything to completion. We can tease and do some hand stuff in case of emergency, but nothing else. Or do you not remember Falcon’s calm threat to shoot our dicks off with his magic gun if we got them wet.”
Avery shook his head, rubbing his face with both palms, suddenly looking exhausted. “You're right. You're right! It's just . . . I mean . . .” He made a high-pitched whine as he motioned toward the wall she was behind.
I nodded solemnly. “I know. We just need to get through the next hour or so, and then we should be fine.” Both of us took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down, and keep our eye on the prize. I definitely did not want my dick blown off. If that happened, I would kill him, and it would be a whole mess.
The door clicked, Rayla came out, and I almost cried. Like, water gathered in my eyes at how painful it was to keep my hands to myself. She stepped out like a dark, glamorous goddess. Her hair cascaded down her back, in contrast with the black lacy crop top that stopped right at her rib cage, cupping her breasts. The lace was placed in just the right spot to cover her nipples but show off everything else. Then she chose to torture us even more with a thin as sin, tight-ass black skirt that hugged her hips low but had a slit up the front that made it very obvious she was not wearing underwear.
Fuck me.
“You ready boys?” She flicked her fang with her tongue, winking at us as her thigh carved its way from her skirt as she inched toward the door.
I leaned sideways toward Avery. “Okay, so there willdefinitelybe hand stuff. Agreed?” The desperation in my voice was mimicked in his quick response.
“Agreed.”
We got star treatment when we showed up at the club. The manager immediately ran up to us, eyes wide in panic until Rayla told him we were just there for some fun and to check out the new place. He barked into his little black earpiece for his employees to get the Syndicate booth ready and walked us over to it personally.
As soon as we were situated, a vampire woman zoomed up to our booth to take our drink order. “I’ll be back in two seconds,” she assured us as she jetted off to the bar.
