Page 70 of Courting Mayhem

Our audience was eating it up.

“Have you lost your mind?”

“Not yet.” I came to an abrupt stop. “Ready?”

“For what?” Derek asked warily.

“For this.” I climbed him like a tree, and ground sinuously against his groin. “Remember. We need to keep them distracted. Very distracted.”

“You want me to just stand here while you do your deranged nympho act?” His voice was a low, sexy growl.

“Sorta.” I gave him my Debbie Sunshine smile. “Ever danced the Tango?”

“I have.”

“Good. We’re going to start with the Tango and move on to simulating sex acts.”

Derek’s eyes narrowed. “You are bat shit crazy.”

“Am I? Or are those bastards going to be so busy watching us, they won’t notice when Zarek’s warriors arrive or Qa’a transforms into his true form. Unless you have another dance in mind?”

Derek let out a long breath.“I don’t. Let’s do it, amore mio.”

I tapped my gauntlet and hot Latin music filled the air.

Derek circled me like I was his prey and he wanted to eat every inch of me.

I darted to the left.

Derek grabbed my right hand, spun me around him and pulled me into a tight embrace. His lips brushed mine.

I jerked away.

He jerked me back, sliding his leg between mine.

The catcalls grew louder.

His large hands skimmed down my back, grabbed my hips and up I went.

“It’s working,” I murmured in his ear.

Derek twirled me around his shoulders and flashed me a mental image of Zarek and Sariel at the back of the crowd. “Get ready.” He slowly slid me down his taut body, letting me feel every delicious muscle.

“I’m always ready.” Derek dipped me and lowered his head. Just before our lips met, I whispered. “I spotted Vrax. He in the first row, third seat from the left.”

One second the War Commander’s lips were on mine, the next he thrust me between his legs and hauled me back up. “I see him.”He promenaded me across the dance floor, spinning me this way and that.

I broke free and before I could make a run for it, Derek had me pinned to the floor. Damn he was fast.

Derek caged me with his arms and ground his hips against my pussy.

I writhed under him like an over-sexed whore.

The thugs went wild.

Yanking out his pistol, Baelish quickly stunned the six or more goons trying to climb onto the stage.

Derek totally ignored them and dry humped me with a great deal of vigor.

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