Page 62 of Flirting with Death

They didn't have to suggest it more than once.

"Don't push yourself," Alastor ordered.

"No, I'll do that later," I said with a wink.

Hot cocoa and warmth spread through the room, and I tilted my head at my demon prince. His scent, the one his powers were attached to, never failed to send desire shooting through me. It uncoiled low in my belly and hardened my nipples. My body swayed toward him, like it was being drawn to him.

He swiped his tongue over his lower lip and watched me with hooded eyes. "Later?"

That single word sent images of being very naughty on the dance floor. They had ruined me, that even the idea of it sending a pool of moisture between my legs was so bad. Because that told me I would be open to public sex. Not only in a darkened alleyway, woods, or balcony in Tartus but here in Lex's club.

Moving over to my suitcase Ty had dropped off full of my clothes, I riffled through it for something that would give easy access. My stomach dropped with excited nerves. Was I really considering this? Yes, I was. With the four of them, it wasn't even like anyone else would notice. Not with all the gyrating bodies on the dance floor mimicking the act. Biting down on my lower lip, I thanked whatever God had Ty put the skimpy skirt in with all of my normal stuff. Crumpling the slip of fabric up and snagging out a top, I made a beeline for the bathroom.

I felt all eyes on me as I closed the door behind me. Lex's sweats pooled at my feet, and I tugged his shirt off as well. I had refused to change, because the clothes smelled like him. Or maybe it was just what his laundry detergent smelled like. Either way, it was a comfort.

Then I slipped the shirt over my bare skin, letting my ladies be free for the night. The soft thin cotton of the skirt caressed my legs as it lay loosely against me. It felt sinful without panties. I turned to the mirror over the sink and stepped back to examine my outfit. My shirt revealed a sliver of skin just above my skirt, and my bottoms went to barely my mid-thigh and was a little flowy. Which really meant I could flash someone without meaning to.

Maybe I should put underwear on. I pushed the doubt away. I was a badass demon hunter who went after whatever she wanted. Being in love with four guys didn't change the fact that I also liked sex and would enjoy it, however I saw fit. And the forbidden sounded divine right now.

When I swung the bathroom door wide, it was like they had never torn their eyes from it. Their attention made me hot.

"A skirt?" Rai asked. The side of his mouth tilted up. He could probably count the number of times I had worn one on one hand. I was more of a leather pants and a halter top type of girl by night and jeans and t-shirt by day.

Dragging my fingers along my thigh, I pulled the side of the hem up far enough to reveal the no panties part of the equation without showing off my ass. A sharp inhale from Alastor made a toothy grin spread across my face.

"Ready to dance?" I asked them.

"Ready for more than dancing, love," Bellamy replied.

Each nerve ending on my body stirred in anticipation of what was to come. I was almost trembling with expectation. I held Bellamy's lust-filled gaze as I headed for the elevator.

"What are you waiting for?" I asked.

They filled the small space with me, Bellamy pressing me back against the wall. His hand curled slightly around my neck, no pressure yet, as he nipped at my flesh. I arched into his mouth, the feel of his sharp teeth against my skin sending a fluttering in my chest. When I attempted to mold myself to him, he stepped back, playing a dangerous game.

I tried to follow, but Alastor moved into his spot, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss. It was bruising and everything I wanted. Proving that he wasn't only soft between the sheets. It was the kind of kiss you would expect from the son of Hades. Claiming, full of fire, and a demand to surrender. But it ended too soon, leaving my lips to feel swollen and red and my breaths coming out in small pants.

Lex tagged in, because they were tag-teaming me, and ran his hands up my sides, beneath my shirt, teasingly grazing the sides of my breasts. I arched into him, his desire hard in his jeans. Raiden caught my arms, putting them above my head before I could even form the thought of releasing Lex from his pants.

"This is just foreplay, sweetheart," Raiden murmured, as Lex marked my neck with his love bites. It was the first time Rai had joined in, and it made me feel feverish as tingling and achy pleasure flooded my body.

I licked my lips as I held all of his attention. My eyes dipped to his lips as I lifted my leg to curl around Lex's waist. Lust was rising inside of me as my mouth dropped open on a gasp. My hard nipples brushed against the smooth cotton of my top, begging for more. Fuck, I didn't need a dance floor. They could take me right here.

Lex pushed my leg down and moved aside for Raiden, who never released my wrists held between his long fingers. My pussy was throbbing, begging for attention that none of them gave me. I needed pressure and friction like I needed my next breath. Pressing back against the wall, I wrapped first one leg and then the other around Raiden, giving him my full weight and pressing my core against his jeans. The rough fabric against my bare flesh sent a shiver through me. There wasn't much preventing us from becoming one.

Bellamy's scent filled the small space, urging everyone on. I wasn't even positive it was on purpose.

Rai kissed me hard, my sensitive lips ready for the punishment of more kisses. I struggled against his hold on my wrists, but he held me firm. I whimpered against his mouth, and I could feel a slow smile across his face before he pulled away.

"I could take you right here," he said, pressing his forehead to mine, "But I know how much you like the public eye on you."

He forced himself to step back from me after dropping my legs to the ground. He nodded at Lex, and he pressed the stop button back in, and the elevator continued the journey to the ground as if nothing had happened. The troll guarding the entrance glanced at us before facing forward again without a single word. I could feel my cheeks heat a tiny bit with a blush as we passed him. I knew they had good sniffers. There was no way he didn't know exactly what we were doing as soon as he took a breath.

We didn't waste time as we found our spot on the dance floor. The heat of the bodies throwing themselves around for the mix the DJ was creating, and the thrumming of the bass inside my chest had me swaying in time with it all. I glided my fingers up my sides, taking my shirt with me until I lost contact, closing my eyes, and letting the music take over.

The heat from my men surrounded me. I didn't have to open my eyes to know the electric touch from behind was Bellamy. The tips of his nails trailed over my bare skin at the hem of my thin skirt. Teasing me when he wrapped an arm around me to pull me flush against him. His tail slipped between my legs and flicked over my clit, causing my knees to go weak for a second. That appendage gave me many ideas I was almost afraid to ask for.

"You don't have to ask if you think it, love," Bellamy whispered into the shell of my ear, reminding me he could read my mind.

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