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“Sssh.” Levy pulled me into his arms and herded me back into the Ball. “It’s a pleasure bullet. Have you ever tried it before? I have the remote in my pocket.” Levy groped his breast pocket.
“Are you crazy? I…oh, fuck.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Whatever bullet-shaped object Levy had put inside of me started to vibrate, sending delicious thrums into my pussy. I couldn’t get it out without calling attention to myself. I would have to go to the bathroom. Now.
“Levy, you’re so dead.”
He laughed. “Like it? I hope this will get you ready for when we’re finally free later.”
“Ready for what?”
His grin looked positively mischievous.
“For the last time, I’m not going to sleep w—”
Levy ambushed me with a kiss. “I love you, kitten.”
What? He loved me?
“I know you love me, too,” he added. “You can’t deny our bond.”
If bond meant the same as horniness, then I definitely couldn’t deny it. My hormones went haywire whenever he was around. I felt as if I was a teenager again. And that sneaky bullet he’d slipped inside of me…oh, God. If I made it through the night without tearing his clothes off and mounting him in front of the guests, it would be a miracle.
“I need to go to the lady’s room. Excuse me.”
“I don’t think so.”
“But I need to go potty.”
“Hold it.”
“You bastard.”
“The only bastard you’ll ever love, darling.”
“I hope you choke on your food later.”
Levy chortled. “I love it when you’re aroused…your eyes get so bright, your cheeks so flushed. Your lips so ripe. God, I really want to fuck you right now. Shall we ditch this party and go to a hotel?”
I growled out my frustration. I made a note to myself—the next time my guts told me I shouldn’t be messing with somebody dangerous, I really shouldn’t. I reaped my rewards right now, enduring his wicked torture. “Levy Frye, I hate you so much.”
“Liar.” He tugged my arm and herded me into the ballroom.
I gnashed my teeth, hands fisted, resisting an unbelievable urge to smack him in public.
“Be nice, kitten. Or I’ll crank the bullet into a higher setting.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“It’s a wicked little toy, isn’t it? The low setting will keep you on the edge, but if I put it on medium or high, you’ll get an instant orgasm. It said so on the packaging.”
“Remind me to fucking murder you later. I think the jail time would be totally worth it.”
His laugh exploded. Levy wrapped his arm around my waist and drew me closer. He was about to kiss me when he caught sight of somebody he knew. “Ambassador Rothwell. Delightful to see you.”
“Prince al’Tarakh. I see are you enjoying this lovely evening.” The ambassador eyed me with curiosity. “And who is this enchanting creature?”
“This is my dhamari, Violet Cross.”
“I’m not your freaking wife!”
