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My eyes just ping ponged between the two men. I’m going to blame it on my brain still being partially scrambled from the orgasm Declan gave me because I was not comprehending.
“Uh,” I raised my hand like the nerd I always was. Declan barked out a laugh and Conor’s mouth even twitched into something damn close to a smile for about a millisecond. “What do you mean when you say ‘trap’?”
That’s when Declan laid out the plan. The first part of the plan involves going to the fight again, where Finn would be, more than likely. I figured it was a rather good assumption considering Finn’s always up for a good fight.
The second part of the plan involves me slipping into the locker room and feeding him some bullshit information about the guns Niall was buying. It would be too much of a chance for Cillian to sit on.
The whole idea made me nervous. It still does.
Yet here I am. I’m dressed in a super fancy dress Declan got me, again, and on the arm of the most powerful man in the city. He looks so calm and put together while I’m sure everyone can see me sweating.
Declan’s movements are smooth and uncaring as he leads me to his special area, the same one we sat in before. This time he doesn’t let me sit next to him; he pulls me right down on his lap. The moment he wraps his arm around my waist, I melt.
I could try and say it’s all part of the show, but it’s not. It’s him.
He nuzzles against my neck, his voice a low murmur I feel scrape against my clit, “I love you,mo rós beag. You’re the most beautiful woman in the room.”
I twist a little and plant my lips on his. “I didn’t even notice anyone else.”
Not a lie. I should be in a love induced fog, but it’s my nerves which have me barely able to focus on anything other than Declan. He’s grounding me right now.
I’m more than grateful.
I’ll have to reward him later.
He makes a humming sound and nods toward the ring where Finn is standing. My brother’s face is a mask of fury while his eyes blaze with the promise of violence. He should be staring down his opponent like that, but he’s not. He’s staring atme.
I’m sure it doesn’t help that his opponent hasn’t been announced yet.
Great. This is already shaping up to be a stellar night.
I almost swallow my tongue when the MC announces who Finn is fighting. I make a hissing sound and clench my fist when Conor struts up to the ring. He slides between the ropes like the ring is his second fucking home.
I’m all in with my man, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a good-looking man when I see one. Conor is barely restrained power where Finn’s muscles are for show. I know who I would bet on tonight.
It isn’t my brother.
The crowd is on Conor’s side as well. From the fluid way he moves, his eyes sharp and keen, I get the feeling this is not the first time he’s been in this ring.
“What is he doing?” I hiss the question out of the corner of my mouth.
Declan’s chuckle rumbles against my body and I barely stop myself from shuddering. “Conor volunteered to work out some of our frustration.” When I glance at him, the smile on his face is close to maniacal. My pussy is instantly soaking wet. That should not be hot. “Don’t worry, he has a lot of experience in the ring. He hasn’t had the chance to fight a lot lately. He’ll do us proud.”
“I wasn’t worried,” I fire back. Fine. I was a little worried.
Declan kisses my temple just as Conor looks over. His gaze locks with mine and he winks at me which causes Declan to let out a rumbling growl.
So. Fucking. Hot.
I make a tsking sound and murmur softly, “Only want you, Mr. McCarthy.”
Declan’s cock, which was already semi hard underneath my ass, goes rock fucking solid. I’m tempted to grind down on him, but starting something out here in front of all these people is not my idea of a good time. Too many eyes. Too much influence.
When the fight begins, I’m riveted. Finn’s movements are powered by rage, but Conor is fluid grace he backs up with pure fucking chaos. It’s a dance I don’t know the steps to but recognize in its brutality.
Finn only lands a few punches and it’s clear from the start Conor is going to come out on top. The only real question is how long Finn is going to hold out before he falls.
When Conor lands a few combinations to Finn’s midsection, my brother stumbles back a few steps. It doesn’t stop him for long as he ambles closer again, this time protecting his right kidney. Conor grins like he’s been given a prize.
