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Before she could make contact, the hand that had been resting against her shoulder blades gripped the back of her neck firmly, tilting her head so she was looking directly up at him.She whimpered, the movement dominant, sending a flare of aching desire straight to her core.
“I’ll play your little game.But just so you know…” he paused, his fingers pressing lightly against the sides of her neck.“If I catch you, I fuck you.”
It was a dark and dangerous promise, andfuckif it didn’t make her crave it.Eavie’s knees almost buckled under the intensity of his words.She had never been one for the rougher side of sex, but she found right in this moment, she would gladly fall to her knees and do whatever he wanted for the dark promise he whispered.
She swallowed and nodded, her brain unable to form a coherent thought.A smile that matched the darkness in his eyes pulled the corners of his mouth up.He then dropped a quick, fierce kiss to her lips before stepping back.
Dazedly, she returned to making breakfast, every nerve ending in her body firing on all cylinders.
Rolling her neck, the idea of the challenge she had proposed slowly penetrated her sex-addled brain.Eavie loved a good challenge, and with her competitive streak, she wasn’t about to make it easy on him.
Chapter Thirty Two
Eavie
Music pulsed around her as Eavie stood in the entryway of Matt and Isla Savard’s mansion.A ride share had dropped her and Mandy off in front of the red brick house, or more accurately, estate, located in the Bridlepath neighborhood of the city.The massive house had to be close to twenty thousand square feet with a wrought iron and glass front door that opened into a beautiful entryway.
It was hard to see through all the decorations and flashing strobe lights, but Eavie could imagine it was a gorgeous home.While well maintained, the exterior looked like it was the original structure, built over a hundred years ago.The inside was modernized, but still held the elegance and prestige of the classic design.
It was packed with people dressed in all manner of costumes.As they moved into the first room on the right, they found their hosts standing together, chatting with a few of their guests.They wore a coordinated Beetlejuice costume, with Matt dressed as Beetlejuice and Isla dressed as Lydia in the red bride dress.
Walking over, they greeted the couple, Eavie commenting that she loved their costume.After as much small talk as they could manage over the beating music, she and Mandy went in search of drinks.
They wandered through the house, greeting people as they went until they found a room with walls of bookshelves where Isla had said the bar was.Making their way up to the man dressed as Lurch, who was tending the bar, Eavie ordered a vodka soda for herself, and Mandy asked for a rum and Coke.
With their drinks, they wandered into the adjoining room, which Eavie assumed was usually the living room.The space was large, stretching the entire back of the house, walls made of windows.She saw a swimming pool covered in spooky smoke and dotted with red and black lights through the glass.
“They really went all out for this party,” Eavie shouted to Mandy over the music.
“Yeah, they always throw the best parties,” she confirmed, sipping her drink.
Inside, the space was cleared of furniture to make room for a dance floor, which was packed with people.At the far left wall was a DJ booth, the source of the thumping music.
In the middle of the dance floor, a guest with long dark hair pushed her way through the crowd and moved up to them.
“You guys are here!”shouted the vampire.It took Eavie a moment to recognize Molly under the straight hair and makeup that turned her normally olive skin white.“I love your costume,” she said to Mandy, taking in her Poison Ivy ensemble.
Eavie had been equally impressed when the car pulled up outside Mandy’s building.The costume was made of a skin-colored material that Mandy had wound and glued fake ivy overtop.She had arranged each strand so perfectly that you could barely tell she was covered by the onesie.
“Thanks,” Mandy shouted before gesturing to Eavie.“But I think Eavie wins the costume contest.”
Molly turned to her, taking in her entire ensemble.Her mouth dropped open as she scanned her from head to toe.“You look incredible,” gushed Molly.
Eavie laughed, thanking her for the compliment.She was delighted with her outfit.The idea had come to her when she’d gone to watch one of Joyce’s rehearsals right after she’d agreed to go to the party.She had caught sight of black feathered wings backstage at the theater, and the costume had immediately popped into her head.
She’d raided Joyce’s old costumes, adding pieces to the overall outfit.The bodice was a transparent white material with a black lace cutout sewn across her breasts—like wings to trail down to the point of a V, which ended at her belly button.The lace was dotted with black gems and stones, with one dark red gem centered on her chest.Wrapping her shoulders like sleeves, shining black feathers swept around and out into short wings that stuck out in random directions and ran down her back to the bottom of her ribs.The top met metallic-looking Lycra bottoms that connected to the edge of the lace bodice and sat high on her hips in the style of a bikini.
To make the costume a little more modest, she had sewn layers of black satin fabric to the bottoms.Pulled back from the front and cascading down the back, the layers began short and grew longer with each tier until the final one trailed behind her in a small train.
Around her neck, she had fastened a lace collar made from the same jeweled fabric as her bodice.She’d pulled her hair into a low, braided bun.Circling her head was a thick, black diamond studded crown.
Her makeup had taken most of the evening to do.On her face was a light dusting of white, shimmering powder.Around her eyes, she had used black eyeshadow and pencil eyeliner to create thick wings that circled her eyes and swept back to her temple.Small lines of glittering silver gel eyeliner highlighted the valleys of the wings.
Finally, she’d painted her lips a dark ruby red and added a pair of closed-toe pumps with ribbon wrapped around her bare legs several times.
Standing before her mirror, she had been pleased with the overall outcome.She had managed to create a sexy replica of theBlack Swancostume.She’d smiled at her reflection, thinking the costume did just enough to hide who she was to make her game with Jax challenging.
“Do you like it?”Eavie asked, twisting her hips back and forth to give Molly a good view.
