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“Is that what you call it?” She laughed.

Julian sucked a breath as Cassia spread her legs and reached between his, gently brushing her fingers over his cock. His dick stood at attention, his beast urging him to play with his mate.

“Julian…do you feel that?” Cassia stopped abruptly and looked to the ceiling.

The Alpha tightened his grip around her waist as the room began to tremble. The lights dimmed, bathing the entire conservatory in a deep crimson hue. The ukulele music faded and morphed into a slow rhythmic tempo emanating from in-room speakers. The bass drum grew louder, a sensual beat infiltrating the room.

Bodies danced within the shadows. Their flowing forms emerged from the foliage. Nude women and men painted in metallic gold engaged in acrobatics while others simulated sex. The room buzzed with sexual energy, a palpable shift in the vibe of the party.

“What’s happening? Is he here?” Cassia whispered.

“He’s probably watching.” Julian searched the room for Greyson.

The ancient sat on a lounge chair watching over Dominque, her mouth latched onto the thigh of a muscular male donor, who writhed in pleasure.

Rafe looked up to Julian and nodded in acknowledgement of the situation. The donor witch knelt beside him and massaged his shoulders. With her breasts exposed, she whispered in his ear, attempting to entice him.

“I’m feeling … so hot,” Cassia breathed. “What’s happening in here?”

“I suspect this is all part of the experience.” Though Julian fought the lure of the ambiance, his cock turned to stone as Cassia rocked her buttocks up into him.

Aware of his surroundings, he slipped his fingers under the flimsy bikini triangle, teasing over her mound. “You’re a very bad girl making me hard like that. You realize they’re all watching. You want to be part of the show, meu amor?”

“They can’t see though, can they?” She shifted upward onto his hardened dick and slid down it again. “It’s under water.”

“You dare to test the theory?”

“But this feels so good.”

“I fear Thorn’s party is affecting you. I’m not mad.” Julian grazed his lips over her neck. “How am I supposed to get out of the water like this? You’re earning yourself a spanking.”

“I’m just playing a bit,” she laughed.

“Don’t move,” he ordered, pleased as she stilled. “Perhaps the wolf would like to watch.” Julian glanced up at Rafe who held the donor’s wrist to his lips, his gaze on Cassia and his Alpha.

“What—”

“Perhaps, I’d want him to see your pleasure.” Julian nibbled at the back of her neck and slid his fingers under the fabric of her bikini until his fingertips teased through her folds. “Of course, this is just a tiny preview … when we get home …”

“Jules.” She sucked a breath.

“I’m going to make you scream. But tonight, you must be quiet as a mouse not to draw attention, can you do that?” The temptation to fuck her right there in the pool escalated but he was well aware Thorn had intentionally staged the mood. He looked up to Rafe who sunk his fangs deep into the witch’s wrist. Though she moved to touch him further, he growled and waved her away, simply feeding, watching intently as Julian teased his mate.

“Look at Rafe feed. Do you recall his bite?” Julian enjoyed pushing his mate, testing her limits, which he anticipated would excite her.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Perhaps we should explore this with the wolf. Do you want him to watch?”

“No, I?—”

Julian removed his fingers from her pussy, denying her pleasure. She released a small moan in protest.

“Keep quiet, pet. Do not lie to your Alpha.” Julian smiled at Rafe.

“Yes,” she confessed in a whisper.

“Good girl,” he praised, rewarding her by driving a thick finger inside her pussy.

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