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Raiden pressed his lips together and nodded sharply, dropping the treasure he had been holding. “You want to let loose and dance? Fine. Let’s go.”

Internally, I grimaced. I couldn’t blame him for his irritation. If my memories were missing, I’d want to keep doing anything possible to get them back. And taking a break wouldn’t be in the cards. But we couldn’t clue him in to this plan if it was going to work.

CHAPTER 18

Raiden

The loud music in the club was vibrating through my bones as we rode the elevator down from Lex’s apartment. Samantha’s arousal was strong in the small area, and it took everything inside of me not to pin her to the wall and kiss the shit out of her.

My dragon roared silently inside of me when Bellamy ran his hands over her curves and slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting her the way I wanted to. He took his time. Almost seeming to put on a show, and sexy little noises filled the space as Sammy pressed into him.

A low rumble vibrated my chest. Alastor and Lex glanced over at me, so I knew it wasn’t in my head again. I exhaled, and a puff of smoke formed a cloud in front of me. The small elevator filled with the scent of burnt coal, and I pressed my back into the mirror behind me. I was losing my head.

Still, I couldn’t pull my eyes from the pair of them. Who hadn’t even reacted to my mini tantrum. Because that was what it was, a tantrum that he was sampling what I wanted.

I was fucked. I wanted this girl with every fiber of my being but held myself back out of some sort of sense of honor. But my dragon didn’t have that same code, obviously, since he was pushing me to snag her out of the demon’s arms. Claim her as mine, and only mine.

My fingers curled over the metal railing; the edges bit into my flesh as the ride to the ground floor seemed to take eons. My dick was hard in my jeans, but I refused to adjust myself and give away the fact that just seeing Sammy kissed was enough to set me on edge.

As the doors slid open, I was the first out of them and into the pounding of the bass. The dance floor was packed; it didn’t look like any more bodies could fit out there. But as Sammy tangled her fingers with mine, and Bellamy pushed through the crowd, leading us onto the floor, Sam and I followed. The other two close behind me.

Flashes of memory hit me. Smoke. Music. Sex. Need. Claiming. Punctuated by each harsh breath that pushed from my lungs.

We circled her. She danced along my body, grazing my hard length and making me ache for more. I knew she felt my arousal, but she seemed to ignore it. Alastor was at her back, kissing a path along the side of her neck. While she kissed Lex for all she was worth in a filthy open-mouthed display of their desire.

My beast reared its head, and I gave in. My fingers dug into her hips, and she stopped kissing Lex as she pressed against me. Her eyes dropped closed, and her arms snaked around my neck.

Alastor’s hand brushed mine as he lifted her short skirt. Instinctively, I knew what he was doing. And the other two were helping. A sexy moan parted her lips, and I kissed her, capturing the sound. Tasting her sweet mouth as our tongues tangled.

The second he entered her, I knew it. His strokes had her rubbing against my front, sending tingles straight to my balls. I could cum right this second just from the pressure. Then Sammy ran her hands down my chest, her fingers going straight for my jeans.

“I want you, Rai,” she said on a moan. It hit me then, this wasn’t about the other three. This was about me and Sammy.

At that moment, it felt like my memories were playing just on the edges of my vision, but if I turned my head to look directly at them, they scattered like a mirage on concrete in the summer. My dragon wasn’t going to let me be a gallant gentleman this time.

“Tell me you want me too,” she begged.

More sexy mewls reached my ears as Alastor moved faster, matching the pace of the beating music. I glanced around, and no one even looked our way. Erotic. And exactly what my dragon wanted. He wanted her to ride my dick and let this whole club know it was me she was finding pleasure with.

Her soft fingers ghosted over my swollen tip, and Bellamy lifted her skirt in the front as she reached inside my boxers, freeing me fully. She squeezed and dragged her palm over me, her thumb swiping at my slit.

“Are you ready to give our girl what she wants?” Lex murmured.

“She wants to be full,” Bellamy added.

“And if you don’t want to share, she has two holes,” Alastor said as he dropped a kiss to her shoulder.

She moaned loudly, her head dropping back to Alastor’s chest. My dragon didn’t know the meaning of sharing, and the low rumble that came from me told them that much.

“Very well,” Alastor groaned, picking up his pace, chasing his release. He jerked into her, both of their breaths coming out in pants. Then he slipped from her folds, and Lex moved behind her. Alastor took his place, blocking out any eyes.

“Lift her up for him,” Lex suggested.

They listened to him without question. I felt his touch on me, guiding me into her wet warmth. Fuck. Her silky folds enveloped me, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

Home. I was home.

Her legs curled around my waist, and she used my body to lift herself over and over again riding me. The soft flesh of her ass gave beneath my fingers as I squeezed her to me.

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