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The breathless question almost makes me think she wishes she was. My girl likes her punishment. I drag my finger down her bare spine. She trembles under my touch and emits a slight moan. “Yes, because you tempt me too much.”
I continue down her ass, fisting the fabric and lifting upward so I feel more of her silky skin as I tug the narrow strip between her cheeks. “If we had time, I’d shove this to the side and sink my cock into your pretty pink pussy. I’d fill you up with my come so you’d feel me with every step you take tonight.”
When she arches back into my palm, I know she wishes the same thing. I cup her mound, feeling her own wetness drenching her lips and panties. I swipe through the cream and bring my finger to my mouth, sucking in the tip. “You taste good little one. Be ready for me to feast later.”
I release her dress, disappointed as the material ripples down her legs and ruins the view. I clutch her hips and pepper kisses down the same path as earlier until I reach her lower back. I slightly bite, leaving my mark on her otherwise flawless skin. “Mine.”
“Yes.”
Despite her swaying body and clenched eyes, her tone infuses confidence. Perfect. She knows who she belongs to. “It’s time to go. I’ll get your suitcase and then I’ll send someone for the rest.”
I grab her bag and her hand, leading her out of the place for the very last time.
Seraphina
I’ve read in books the cliché about feeling excitement in the air. I never really knew what the phrase meant or experienced the sensation until now. As Balthazar leads us to our seats, the arena pulses with energy. Thumping music, colorful flashing lights, audience members up and out of their seats milling around the ring and on the steps.
Balthazar squeezes my hand tight as he pushes through the crowd. I feel completely safe though with Gaspar close behind me. No one would ever dare to hurt me with these two hulking men.
Protecting me.
Spoiling me.
Loving me.
The thought warms me despite my bare legs. Love this fast may be improbable. Deep down I know it takes a long time to truly develop. However, they both treat me with affection and respect that will blossom into the real thing. I just know it.
Down, down we go on the stairs until we’re in the front row, empty for just the three of us. At my seat, I try to shrug off the gigantic winter coat Gaspar bought me. Even though the jacket doesn’t match my dress, they insisted I wear it after Balthazar had a meltdown from my naked back just like Daddy. Funny how similar yet different they are.
Balthazar grabs each lapel and tugs them together around my throat, almost squeezing my neck to uncomfortable. A shiver ripples through me from the intensity of his emerald eyes as he stares down at me.
“No angel. You keep covered what belongs to us.”
As commanded, I let go of the button and he nods. “Good girl.”
While he kisses my forehead, I hear my name screamed from far away.
Melchior.
I smile as he bolts across the ring, jumps from the mat onto the concrete, and races toward us. He leaps up to the riser, leaning over the black bar separating us from the event floor and cups my face, kissing each cheek.
“I’m so glad you’re here baby girl.”
“Me too! Thank you for inviting me.”
Full of chaotic energy, he releases me and pretends to punch his brother in the stomach and then shakes his dad’s hand. Despite being a tough guy, I think he’s pleased they’ve come too. We really are building a family.
I’m part of a family.
I look from Gaspar who asks him about his opponent to Balthazar and back to Melchior. I had my brother and Quinn and have Alex and Bree, whom I all love and am grateful for. But I was the side character in their romance stories.
Now I’m in the middle of a relationship that’s mine. No one knows what the future holds but I could be a wife, maybe even a mother someday. My free hand goes instinctively to my stomach as my heart flutters from the possibility.
Balthazar immediately notices and grabs my shoulder, spinning me toward him. The panic exploding on his face isn’t what I expect.
“What’s wrong?”
Guilt floods me from his worry, and I smile, hoping to reassure him. “Nothing. I’m fine.”
