Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
With Robby on one side and Starlight on the other, I let myself be swept into the dance. The worries of our mission, the fight with the vampires, all the dark clouds that had been hovering over our minds, slowly began to lift. I wasn’t big into dancing, but I’d had enough practice to find the rhythm without looking like I was attacking the beat instead.
It didn’t really matter, though, seeing as how Starlight guided us, her body moving in perfect harmony with the music. Her laughter rang through the air as she pulled Robby into a spin, then reached for me, her hand cool and firm.
“Come on, loosen up!” she teased. “Let the music take you.”
I felt a surge of something—freedom, perhaps, or pure joy—as I followed her lead, my body responding to the music and the energy of the people around us. The magical orbs above us seemed to match the energy of our dance, their colors shifting and pulsing in time with the beat. Neon green, fluorescent blue, ruby red, bright pink. Some of them dropped sparklers and confetti and glitter as if it were snow.
Robby’s laughter joined Starlight’s, his gaze shining with a light I hadn’t seen in a long time. We danced together, the three of us lost in the music, lost in the moment. The crowd around us blurred into a kaleidoscope of color and movement, the world narrowing to the sensation of bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Starlight’s magic wove through the dance, a subtle thread that tied everything together. She guided us, challenged us, flirted and teased, her presence a force of nature. At one point, she flared open her arms and pushed me and Robby together before she was swept away by a pink pasty-wearing human.
That’s when Robby and I paired off. I grabbed him by the hips and swayed, dancing to the beat of a popular reggaeton song. Robby had a hand on my neck, his gaze turned up to mine. I went in and stole a kiss, closing my eyes, keeping the rhythm.
Side to side, grind, side to side, rut forward. I wanted him to feel how badly I craved him. Because I had no trouble feeling how much he was liking this.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I whispered under the music, just loud enough for Robby to hear me. “I can’t wait to pick up where we left off earlier.”
“Why wait?” Robby said with a wink, grinding himself against me.
“This fiery side of you is nice.” I kissed him again and again.
“I figured a fire dragon would like it.”
“That’s not the only thing about you that I like,” I said, feeling him throb between us.
We danced some more, moving through the crowd, our bodies in sync with each other. It was… magical. Fucking magical. Robby’s lips, his hands in mine, his hips against mine, his breath, his scent, his dimple. Every single inch of this man, every moment of this dance, of us—pure magic.
But, unfortunately, even the magic had to end at some point.
As the song we danced to reached a crescendo, Starlight was back at our side. She pulled us both into a tight embrace.
“You’re special, both of you,” she whispered, her voice soft and intimate. “Don’t ever forget that… Too bad Marmont canceled the mist moment, or I would have so totally made a move on the both of you.”
“Wait, he did what?” I asked, loud over the music.
“Yeah, he decided he wanted to see everything tonight. That’s why he has that raised platform over there. Oh, look, there he is.”
Marmont, the white dragon, was climbing up onto the pedestal as if on cue. He was a blocky man with wide shoulders and a barrel chest that pushed against the sheer white fabric of his sweat-stained shirt, the stark white scales on his forearms shining under the disco ball above him. He sat on the seat and looked out at the gathered crowd with an expression of pure delight.
Shit, shit, shit. If he wasn’t going to trigger the mist, then we were fucked. We were counting on that to give us cover for the break-in. Without it, this job got a whole lot more difficult.
“We were looking forward to it,” Robby said. He looked as worried as I felt. “Is there any way we can talk him into doing it?”
“He seemed pretty sure about his decision. And he’s always hardheaded about his parties. He never wants to mess up his vibe.” Starlight drank a long sip of her bright pink drink.
“You know,” Robby said, his long lashes blinking up a storm. “I think that’s a real shame. I know for a fact the two of us are down to, you know, fool around. But only if we could get that mist going.”
Starlight’s eyes widened. She looked between the both of us like a hungry panther shifter sizing up their meal.