Page 8 of Luna

“Really?” The adorkable beta paused, as if to see whether Dante was serious. “If you take the angle of refraction…” Quinn started talking about mirrors and lasers. A server brought us drinks, and I stuck to water, watching Quinn come alive under Dante’s approving eye.

The cute omegas on Dante’s arm occasionally tried to get his attention, but there was no pulling him away from Quinn’s explanations.

It was nice to be able to just listen and I took the opportunity to watch Dante. His brown skin looked darker against his tight black shirt and ripped jeans. His edgy look continued with well-worn combat boots and there was a tattoo of a top hat with a white rabbit outlined on his left bicep. Like Quinn, he gestured with his hands to make his point.

After another half hour, most of the groupies had left, probably in search of less technical company, and it was just the four of us.

Occasionally I asked about a technique or mentioned a show that used a method they talked about, but I was content to be in the room, their scents surrounding me.

“What about you, love?” Dante looked at me, scorching heat in his gaze. “I bet you had a book of magic tricks as a girl.”

“I did.” My cheeks heated up. “There was this book at our library, “Magic Tricks—”

“—for Kids?” Quinn jumped in his seat. “I had the same book!”

I laughed. “Really?”

“Me too,” Dante said with what appeared to be a real smile spreading across his face for the first time. “It’s what got me into illusions. Couldn’t get enough of it.”

Sparks raced through me, the feeling of being in the right place at the right time anchoring me to the moment.

People always laughed about my family using crystals and Tarot during the matching process at Cosmic Bonds. It wasn’t the only thing we relied on. We used personality tests and we made sure that potential matches spend time together.

But we also believed in the subtle signs from the cosmic forces around us. Most people thought it was a cute gimmick, but therewasmagic in the universe if you looked hard enough.

Dante clapped his hands together. “Let’s have a magic show!”

“Didn’t you just do that?” Colton said, a dare and a challenge in his voice.

Colton gave Dante a once over, his gaze lingering on Dante’s arms and chest. Heat flashed through me at the idea of Colton and Dante…together. Two alphas, battling for dominance.

I took a long drink of water. My headache was mostly gone, and the craving to be touched was resurfacing, stronger than ever.

I wouldn’t mind watching them touch each other. Heavy liquid need curled through me with the erotic images of the four of us tangled together, my core dampening. I pressed my knees together and breathed out through my nose, trying to regain control.

Dante and Colton both looked at me at the same time. They must have scented me. Cheeks burning, I looked away.

Dante waved his hand. “Sure, sure, mate. But I’m talking aboutMagic Tricks for Kids. Sometimes the simple delights of parlor tricks are more entertaining than a big show.” Dante’s voice held a touch of something softer, and I realized he wasn’t joking.

He sounded like me when I talked about plants.

Colton shook his head. “Sorry, y'all. I only know how to hustle at cards.”

“Card tricks are acceptable.” Dante glanced at the three of us, then focused on me. “Shall we go up to my room? I have whatever supplies we need.”

Both Colton and Quinn turned to look at me.

“What?”

“We’re being gentlemen, love.” Dante folded his arms over his chest. “Making sure you’re okay with coming up to my room.”

His voice was thick and rich. I hadn’t realized before now that I was so attracted to sound but, now that I had three men with sexy voices around me, my mind jumped straight into the gutter. How would Dante’s sexy voice sound when he orgasmed?

When he orgasmed while knotting me?

Heat flooded me, and my core throbbed. I was definitely perfuming. I hugged myself, wondering if I should just say yes or run away and fake my own death. Obviously, they were the only two options.

“We could go back to the conference room,” Colton’s nostrils flared, and he looked at me before turning back to Dante. “Plenty of space and there are tables there we can set up at.”

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