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“Nothing’s happening tonight,” Violet assured her. “Enjoy yourself. You kept the skirt on, sounds like good things are coming your way.”
“You have no idea,” Red instantly brightened. “But I promise to tell you all about it tomorrow if you’ll return the favor.” She waggled her eyebrows.
“I don’t want to know,” Etah announced as he joined them, understanding Red was heading out.
The goodbyes were quick, and Violet enjoyed the boys’ company for a while. Then, they drifted on to other conversations, and she found herself alone.
“Looks like I just missed out,” a smoky voice said from beside her. Violet turned to study the blonde-haired woman who was waiting. “Oh, come on, gorgeous, you remember me,” she insisted.
“From the fire, sure,” Violet offered a little coolly.
“Uh oh,” Natalia—that’s what her name was—chided. “Not allowed to talk to me anymore?” Violet followed her eyes to where Mikel was glaring at them across the room, gaze dark and possessive. It stirred something in her.
“He doesn’t own me.” It came out on instinct, half because independence was her default and half because of the wicked way she could see a muscle in his jaw jump when he read her lips. She had a feeling she’d pay for the comment later—she was counting on it.
“Does he know that?” Natalia asked when Violet turned her eyes back to her.
She shrugged and took a sip of her drink, watching Natalia over the rim. She was beautiful, dark-blue eyes, a lioness’s confidence, and the body to match, yet she didn’t scream predator to Violet.
“Thought for a second I was your type.”
“You are,” Violet offered with a smile, knowing it to be true. Six months ago in the Twisted Scissors, she would have gone out of her way to go home with this woman. “But so’s he,” she added and inclined her head to Mikel.
That had been more of a surprise, but it wasn’t any less true. The way she needed him was insatiable. Her body responded to him in ways she hadn’t known it was capable of before he’d touched her.
She shot him a glance, and as expected, he was watching, fuming.
“If he can get over himself for a night, let me know. I’ve got a tub big enough for three at home.”
Violet blinked, impressed at the boldness of the offer, caught up for a second in imagining what that might look like, her and him and her. It was sexy to imagine herself in Mikel’s lap, this gorgeous woman straddling hers, kissing her, as their breasts pressed softly together. It was sexy right up until she imagined Natalia pulling back and moving in to kiss Mikel.
“I’m not interested in sharing, but I like your style.”
Natalia looked surprised by this but tipped her drink cordially. “I’m not hard to find if you change your mind.” She slid away back into the crowd.
Violet poured herself another drink, taking her time over choosing a glass and ladling her choice of punch, rubbing lime on the rim, and adding strawberries. While she worked, her mind mulled over it, starting back on the three of them and once again ending on just her and Mikel, on the look on his face while he’d been watching her. A hand closed on her hip, and she knew it was him before she turned around.
“Hey.” She smirked up at the storm on his face.
He set her drink on the table and took her by the hand. The energy pouring off him was delicious. There was always a charge between them. Most days since he’d mated her, they fucked.
Sometimes, it was soft and slow before she fell asleep in his arms; other times it was quick and dirty in the shop while Jack went out to get lunch. He’d had her hot in the shower, and deep and hard and slow in the kitchen, but not once had he fucked her like that first time or like he’d fucked her when he’d made her his. She longed for it, and while he led her up the stairs to the wraparound balcony above the ballroom floor, she was sure she was going to get it, soon.
“I don’t own you?” He repeated her words, and something in her stomach pulled tight at the set of his shoulders, the ring of gold in his eyes.
He pushed her up against the railing before she could reply and stepped up behind her, his hands gripping the metal on either side of her hips, keeping her there. Violet looked down over the party while he nipped the soft skin of her ear and pressed his hard cock into her ass. A flush of heat tumbled through her in response.
“Then why is your cunt soaked for me?” he demanded, and the crassness of it surprised her before it devoured her.
She pushed back into him, and a hand came around her, quick to seize her throat and squeeze.
“Look how you like it. Anyone could look up at any moment and see you rubbing yourself on me.”
Violet whined and the pressure on her neck released. He wasn’t wrong. Her body was burning, aching, and sensitive. Her nipples were hard, and the slide of his erection against her ass through his slacks and the silk of her dress was doing nothing to sate her.
“Natalia wants to know if we’d like a threesome,” she goaded him. His fingers bit her hip while he pressed her harder into the rail.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” The words were almost a growl.
