Page 104 of Triple Pucked

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I’m wet, fucking panting.

The mask makes the dance even more powerful because Shay’s identity no longer exists outside of being a toy who is dancing to the devil’s tune.

I’m frozen to my seat, spellbound.

My whole world is narrowed onto the stage.

I am no longer aware of Everett, Cassian, or the rest of the audience.

D’Angelo and Shay truly are dancing for me alone.

My cheeks flush, as their skin slides up and down the poles, slick with sweat like they’re pleasuring them. The red light casts their muscles into shadow. As they stretch, their athletes’ bodies are works of art.

They look like immortals.

Somehow, in each movement, Shay is both bound and freed by D’Angelo.

Shay’s hips tilt back flexibly, before he wraps his legs around the pole and pulls himself up with his arms.

I bite my lip, balancing on the precipice of coming in a shocking way that I never expected.

These two stunning men are mine.

Not anyone else’s.

Everyone else can look at them. But everything that D’Angelo and Shay are doing tonight is for me.

I take a shuddery breath, glowing.

I never realized that I would love both their public exhibitionism so much and knowing that at the end of this, they’re coming home with onlyme.

They’re untouchable gods now to everyone but me because it’s what we need.

I’m enjoying showing them off.

I get it now, thispride.

It’s the same thrill that surges through me when I watch them score in front of the arena audiences.

The music is swelling, as they sink down to the ground like the flames have consumed them.

The crowd erupt in cheers and applause.

D’Angelo and Shay raise their heads, looking straight at me, waiting for my reaction.

My approval.

And fuck, I do nearly come.

I look straight back at them, grinning as widely as I can. I cheer and whistle.

I don’t miss how both their shoulders relax.

“But still, look at his ears,” Cassian says, wistfully. “Devil ears are badass.”

Everett shakes his head. “Not happening.”

All of a sudden, I’m startled by the shadow of someone blocking my view of the stage.

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