Page 48 of Deceit

Feeling eyes on us, I allowed my gaze to drift over the club. The two menwho Miles had been talking to were looking anywhere but at us. Kai and Miles, though, their gazes were watching our every move, both wearing the same expression on their faces; fury warring with desire.

Spurred on when Miles’ lips twisted into a snarl, I twisted Riley to face meagain, the two of us wearing matching grins as we continued to move, our hips rolling in time to the beat, our hands exploring the other’s body.

If I had been attracted to women, Riley would have one hundred percentbeen my type.

When the song merged into the next one, we broke apart, giggling. But mygrin soon fell as the two Wolfes charged in our direction, and a lick of panic swept through me at the murderous look on Kai’s face.

Fuck. Was he going to kill me for touching his wife?

Oh shit.

Our security had barely enough time to move the rope before Kai stormed tous on the podium, his fierce eyes on Riley. Before I could throw myself at his feet and grovel for forgiveness, Kai spoke, his attention solely on Riley.“I’m sorry to break up ladies’ night. But I need to fuck my wife.”

She didn’t have a chance to react before he swooped down and grabbed herlegs, lifting her and throwing her over his shoulder. She squealed as he marched away, but the glee on her face as she winked at me said she hadn’t minded our night coming to a sudden end.

They disappeared into the crowd, and I turned to Miles. Unsurprisingly, anydesirethathad been blazing in his eyes while we were dancing was no longer present, replaced by pure rage.

“Night’s over. Let’s go,”he snapped coldly.

Defiance swept through me. I was enjoying myself, and I’d be damned if Iwas going to let him ruin my night. I didn’t carethatRiley had gone; I was more than happy to dance on my own.

“I’m not ready to leave.”I folded my arms, hiding my smirk when his gazebriefly dropped to the way my breasts were pushed together.

His jaw clenched.“Tough shit. I am.”

“Off you gothen,” I replied, giving him a saccharine smile.“I’ll leave whenI’m ready.”

“Like I’m going to leave you on your own.”

“You have no problem doingthatthe rest of the time.”

Despite the music pounding around us, we entered into a silent staringcompetition, neither one of us prepared to back down.The catchy beat of the song playing around us caught my attention, and my hips started swaying as my lips twitched in amusement.“You know, instead of being a grouch all the time, you could dance with me. You never know, you might actually enjoy yourself.”

“I don’t fucking dance,”he snapped, his gaze dropping to where I ran myhand up my side in time to the music.

Can’t say I was at all surprised by his answer.

But with my confidence reaching newfound heights thanks to a mix of thealcohol and the elation I’d been carrying since he watched me climax, I wasn’t ready to give up.

“Dance with me for one song, andthenwe can go.”

“No.”

“Okay,”I shrugged.“I’m sure I can find someone else to dance with.”

I moved to step around him, only to be stopped when his hand wrappedaround my arm and he pulled me to stand back in front of him, fury rolling off him.“I’ve told you before. Don’t fucking push me, Jailbait.”

I yanked my arm from his grip.“I’m not pushing you. If you don’t want todance with me, that’s your prerogative. I’m not going to make you, but Iwillfind someone who does.”

This time, when he grabbed me, it was with both hands on my waist, holdingme firmly in place. He glared down at me, a snarl forming on his lips before he closed his eyes for a few beats. When he opened them again, he schooled his features.

“One dance andthenwe’re getting the fuck out of here.”

It took all my effort not to allow a triumphant—albeit, surprised—grin spreadover my lips.“Deal.”

It tookevenmore effort not to react when his hands didn’t move from mywaist. Instead, he roughly tugged me against him, my hands flying to his solid chest.

I’d danced with Miles several times before, but not like this. He’d alwayskept an invisible barrier between us, an impenetrable wallthatI could never smash through. But notthen. Not there on the dancefloor in front of hundreds of people.