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“Love you too,” she snuggled into my chest and I stroked up and down her back.
I bent low, letting her feel my warm breath fan over her ear. “When we get home, I’m going to torture you with my mouth until you beg me to let you come. Then you’re going to ride my cock for the rest of the night.”
Alena tilted her head back, the tears shimmering in her eyes replaced with raw desire and a hint of mischief. “Yes, please.”
CHAPTER25
Alena
Aweek passed quickly. The deal with Dubai was still in talks and the guys were starting to stress out. I did what I could to help, but ultimately, it had to be the other company that backed down or the deal was dead in the water.
Here’s to hoping that a night of dancing would help loosen the guys up.
I was giddy with excitement as I stood in front of the mirror doing my makeup. My hair was piled up on top of my head and it tumbled halfway down my back. When I slid into my heels, I took a moment and admired my body in the mirror. I wasn’t skinny, never would be, but my men made me feel beautiful. Something I’d never known was possible. With confidence in my mates, I even left my scars alone. The past few weeks, we’d come so far, and it was showing in every move I made.
Blowing out my breath, I grabbed the dress, sighing at the touch of the soft fabric as I wiggled into it. It fit perfectly, not too tight and not too loose. I even managed to zip up the back without needing help. When I was done, I spun once. The fabric floated around my knees. Even the heels were comfortable after breaking them in.
That’s when I saw the time. I was running late without realizing it. The one time the guys hadn’t been with me, of course. I grabbed the clutch I’d placed my phone and cards into, and rushed out the door.
I moved quickly down the spiral staircase, careful not to trip, when I paused near the bottom.
The men were in tuxes, and I sucked in a breath. They were all dazzling in their own ways. “Wow.”
Xavier in his signature black looked like Tom Ellis in Lucifer. Simon in a stunning gray suit with midnight blue shirt and silver bow tie. Julian wore black, but with a red shirt and black bow tie. And Elias was chic in the classic tuxedo with a white shirt and black bowtie.
Holy guacamole, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off the guys tonight.
They all turned and I could hear the purrs from where I stood. Their faces were shocked.
“That’s it. We’re skipping the event.” Xavier stepped forward, and I laughed, holding up a hand.
“No way. We’re not missing the charity dance. It’s too important. Come on, big boys.” I took the last step down and Elias was there taking my hand to place in the crook of his arm.
“You look amazing.” His lips curved softly as he looked me up and down.
I could feel my ears heat. “Thank you.”
Julian came up to my other side. “Let’s go have some fun.”
The ride to the charity event was hard. The guys’ scents filled the compartment that turned me on. I knew that my scent was going wild for theirs and that made the purrs turn to growls.
Julian had the good sense to roll down the window, but there was only so much that could do.
The dance was being held in a ballroom in one of the fancier hotels in the area. People who worked for KDC were invited for free, but encouraged to make a donation, while others outside of the company were required to buy a ticket at the price of two thousand a pop to attend this event. I loved that they did this every year for foster children. I learned why a few weeks ago when I was lounging with Julian on the couch.
“Who came up with the idea for the charity dance?” I looked at our hands that were intertwined.
Julian shrugged. “It was something that we came up with as soon as we were making enough money to make a difference.”
“Why foster kids?” I kissed the tips of his fingers, and he nipped the back of my neck, making me gasp slightly.
“I was a foster kid.” Julian was nonchalant, but I pushed against his chest to look at him. He sighed and pulled me back on top of his chest. “It wasn’t the greatest of lives, but when I met Elias, it got better thanks to his parents.”
I curled into his lap and kissed his neck. “So, you do this every year?”
“We raise money hoping that what I went through while growing up, doesn’t happen now. It’s inevitable that it will, but if we help just one kid, it’s worth it.”
I jumped on him, kissing him feverishly.
