Page 136 of Devil Mine

Luckily, he doesn’t seem put off by her assessment. “Don’t worry,” he grins at me, baring sharp teeth, “I promise that my wife is only as insane as I am.” That manically handsome smile tells me that’s no small amount.

I remind myself not to drink too much tonight. I might not make it out of this club if I do.

Cillian crosses his arms and stares down at me. “I’m glad you likeExcess, you’re welcome anytime you want.”

“Thank you,” I answer, rising to my feet to look him in the eye. “I’m Tess, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh, I know who you are, Tess. I’ve heard a lot about you. Although, more from my brother than your husband.Diablo’skeeping his cards close to his chest when it comes to you.”

A warm hand wraps around my low back and Thiago pulls me easily into his side. “There’s a reason for that. Tell your brother if he talks to you about my wife a second time, I’ll make sure he won’t live long enough to do it a third.”

Cillian laughs boisterously, clapping his friend good-naturedly on the shoulder. “He mentioned you might say something along those lines.”

“Mhmm,” Thiago responds, hand moving past my hip to cup my ass. “I’ve heard the stories of how insane he was when he first met his wife. You’d think he’d know not to play games with men who feel similarly about their own.”

“Yes, Adélaïde has my brother wrapped around her little finger. Always has, even when he pretended he wasn’t interested. Always will, ” Cillian says, speaking fondly of his sister-in-law. “But you know Callum, war and chaos are his business. He can’t resist the games.”

Thiago grumbles moodily so I wrap my own arm around him and squeeze him playfully. His attention falls to me, his gaze hooding affectionately.

“Come dance with me,” I ask.

Running a finger along my jaw, he questions. “Down in the pit?”

I shrug. “Sure. Anywhere. I just want to dance with you.”

He smiles slowly. Releasing me, he pulls Cillian to the side and whispers something in his ear.

“Of course,” Cillian answers. “I’ll get that arranged for you newlyweds. Give me ten minutes.”

He disappears. Without looking away from me, Thiago calls out. “Get lost,Vale.”

“Not so fast,hermano,” she says, handing me her phone. “Put your number in. I’ll text you next week and we can get a coffee or something.”

“I’d love that,” I reply honestly, typing in my number.

She beams when I hand her phone back to her, then narrows her eyes on my husband. “Good to see you too, Thiago. Always a pleasure.”

Paying her no mind, he sits on the newly empty couch and grabs my waist, pulling me down onto his lap. I whimper when the plug jostles inside me. His hand palms my ass to keep me tightly against him.

“We’re not going dancing?” I ask with a pout.

He thumbs my lips, looking at them lustfully. “We are, but somewhere I think you’ll prefer.”

Looking down, I notice that his gold chain is twisted. My fingers curl under the metal and I tug it around his neck so the clasp is at his nape, the skull and cross hanging on his chest.

“Careful.”

Looking up, I find his head tilted back against the seat, his eyes half-lidded as they stare heatedly down at me.

“What?”

“You’re getting my cock hard.” As he says it, I feel his length throb against my ass.

“All I did was fix your chain.”

The corner of his lip pulls up in a thoughtful smile. “I have no willpower when it comes to you, so if you want to make it to the dancefloor, I suggest you stop touching me with those dainty fingers and stop grinding your ass down on my cock.”

I pout again. “Well, you’re no fun.”

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