He shook his head. “Only mated pairs. I knew what happened, of course, because they brought the idea to me, but I never participated outside of making sure everyone was okay with it.”
“I think I’ll enjoy it when the next couple mates. That was …” Fabiana couldn’t find the words.
“Exotique,” he joked. “I never saw a mated pair upset after the show, that was for sure. I can see why.” He rested his head on the back of the couch. “I don’t think I even want to move from here now.”
“I’d like to be in my bed.”
“Then I suppose I will have to. We can leave anytime you’re ready.”
The stage was quiet. Fabiana hadn’t noticed when the dancers left and the music stopped.
“Wow, we were um … we didn’t even get to see the whole show.”
“I don’t think they expected us to. Come on, grab the bottle and we can head home.”
“Past everyone?”
Adonis laughed. “No, we can use another exit.”
He helped her fix her dress before he carried her, champagne and all, out the of the room. They slipped down the stairs and backstage, where costumes and props littered the floor. Adonis picked his way through the mess and continued out the back door. It didn’t take long to lope around to the front of the building and get in the car, and it took even less time to reach their home.
“Don’t run from them tomorrow. Tonight was meant to bring you closer to them, not make you feel shy.”
“I know, and I won’t. It’s just close to the surface right now. I’d never felt anything like that, and I guess I’m processing.”
“That I can understand. My Alpha call changed tonight, and I’ll have to see what that means for my pack. We’ve never been able to feel each other like that before. Maybe having a mate is what did it.”
Adonis got out of the car as she mused over his words. Each Alpha was different, and their Alpha call was like a fingerprint. Pasquale had piercing control, Dominic was forceful like a weapon, and Arturo’s power was like a weight slamming down on a wolf.
The sort of pack Adonis had created—a familial bond born of their appreciation for him—made the entire dynamic more about the connection. They let him in, and he accepted them for exactly who they were.
Her door opened, ending her thoughts, and Adonis lifted her back into his arms.
“Maybe we’ll just start having weekly shows.”
“I don’t think anyone could handle that on a weekly basis. It might be so good because it’s only every once in a while.”
“Then maybe I’ll start a matchmaking dating service and make it mandatory for every single person in my pack.”
“Adonis, we’re not having group sex every week.”
“It could be really helpful to our numbers.”
Fabiana giggled, feeling lighter than she had in a very long time. “Not happening.”
He argued the benefits of it all the way to their room, and she continued to tell him no until he pouted.
“I just need a shower and bed. If I find out you plan to make any of these ridiculous ideas come true, I’ll refuse to go to the show ever again.”
That was a lie. It was too amazing not to experience again, but this playful side of Adonis was nice to see.
He placed her on her feet in the bathroom and grabbed his chest in mock horror. “You wound me.”
She shook her head. “Shower. Bed.”
“As you wish.”
Of course, he tried to convince her in the shower with his mouth between her legs, but she held fast.
And he tried again with his cock in bed.
She may have told him maybe then.
At least he stopped and would finally let her fall into a blissful sleep with a kiss on her forehead.
“Te amo, pequeña.”
Those words, tucked close to her heart and easily translated, filled her dreams.
