Page 12 of Reign

“Bite down on my jacket.”

She looks up at me with hooded eyes that promise wonderful, dirty things later. And then she’s using both of her hands to hold mine in place. As I feel her start to clench around my still-moving fingertips, she bypasses my jacket and bites my chest through my shirt. Hard.

She muffles her scream with my flesh while I bite back a shout of my own.

My warrior.

I’d be lying if I said this version of her didn’t turn me on the most. I remember the first time we had sex at my house in Aruba. She was a fighter even then but neither of us realized it went beyond the bedroom.

I use my left hand to grip tightly at the roots of her hair and she shatters around me.

Maybe tonight wasn’t a waste after all, only now I’m rock hard and we aren’t at home. I slip the fingers of my right hand in my mouth, reveling in her taste, immediately wanting more.

“Cas, you’ll never guess what I found out,” she says breathlessly as she rights her dress.

“Tell me later, I need to be inside you.” I’m baffled at her ability to return to business as I start pulling her toward the guest bathroom. I wish I had more class, but we can’t leave without saying goodbye to the hosts and that will take too long and I don’t want to be caught snooping around for a different location, so the bathroom it is.

She stops dead in her tracks and stills me with a look.

“You’re going to listen to what I have to say because it’s important.” Her tone leaves no room for argument.

I stop and give her my full attention. “Max and Victoria own nightclubs and Camila and I have been invited to one for a girls’ night out tomorrow.”

Before she can say anymore, I’m shaking my head. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. You aren’t traipsing around Miami in next to nothing by yourself.”

“I’m not asking for permission,Dominic,”she whisper-hisses my actual name trying to remind me what we’re here for. As if I need the fucking reminder. “We need information and you can’t deny that I can probably get some of it there. Besides, I won’t be alone. I’m taking Camila with me.”

I clench my jaw. I’m not sure Camila alone with Isabel is any better than Isabel being by herself.

She plants her hands on her hips and purses her lips. “How much haveyoufound out since we’ve been here?”

She has me there.

“Not a damn thing,” I concede.

She quirks a smile at me and pats my cheek patronizingly. “That’s because you’re intimidating as hell. And you’re new. Men play these games differently. You’re a wild card to them. They won’t say shit to you until they know you and that’ll take too long.”

“And you think women are different?” I question wondering when she got so smart about this life.

“Of course they are. Everyone wants to be my friend because I’m the youngest and myhusband,” she winks at me as she says this, “is the hottest.”

I can’t help but look at her with disbelief all over my face. “That’s how you all size each other up? By your age and what your partner looks like?”

She grins. “Consider it our version of whipping out our dicks. And the answer is yes. These women will fall all over themselves to get close to me in order to get close toyou. We call it beingfrenemies– keep your friends close but your enemies closer kind of thing.” She shrugs like this is common knowledge. Women are fucking complicated. Once I find Nikita, it’ll just be a matter of pulling the trigger. Game over.

When I give her a skeptical look, she continues, running her hands down my arms, “I’ll prove it to you. Follow me.”

Now curious enough to push my erection to the back of my mind, I follow her back out to the pool deck where her new friends are still waiting – sans Camila.

“Sorry about that,” she says and I watch as the other women wave her off with knowing grins on their faces.No problem, don’t worry about it.“So, we were planning tomorrow’s girls’ night. My husband is concerned about me being out in Miami’s night life on my own, you know, since we’re new to the town.”

The woman with the name that sounds like a drink speaks first. “Say no more!” She looks right at me. “We’ll keep her totally safe. When we go with Victoria, we don’t even have to sit in the main area if we don’t want to, and our car service will pull us right up to the door.” The blonde woman stays quiet while the other girl keeps running her mouth. “I’ll be happy to give you my number in case her phone dies or something, so you can reach one of us at all times. You know, in case you need anything.” Her hidden meaning isn’t quite so hidden when it’s paired with pouty lips and hooded eyes. I’m taken aback at the fact that she just said this directly to me within earshot of my “wife”.

I’ll be damned. I thought men were bad but women are a whole different level of ruthless.

Isabel looks at me and cocks her eyebrow.Told you.

“That won’t be necessary,” I tell the woman who’s still trying to seduce me with her tongue as she slowly traces her lips. Little do they know I won’t need any numbers because I’ll be at that fucking club myself.

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