Pretty Little Sins (Kings of Bolten 2)

As much as I wanted to crawl in the back and show B a good time with Levin, I knew I should let them be. To be fair, they were kissing and touching every moment they found. I knew it was irritating Dom, but he’d been keeping quiet about it just like I had. I figured he thought the same way I did when it came to them. If they were keeping the peace and shit was going well, there was no point in separating them.

Although, Dom did give us a stern talk about him wanting to be the one to get B pregnant. Making sure we understood where we were allowed to finish and where we weren’t. So far she wasn’t pregnant yet. While I didn’t want my girl knocked-up so soon, I could appreciate Dom’s reasoning. Levin had only grunted about it and promised he’d be careful and mind the damn calendar Dom had made tracking her lady-bits cycle. I suspected B didn’t know about it because if she did, she’d have probably kicked him in the dick.

When we reached the club, Dom got us right in. We bypassed the line much to the dismay of the people, who’d probably been out there for eons.

“Wow,” Aubrey said, taking in the club.

Reds, blues, pinks, purples, and greens decorated the place, the matching strobing lights adding to the effects. With a massive dance floor and dry ice pumping to the heavy club music, it looked like a fun place.

“I’ll be right back,” Dom said, shifting away from us.

He approached a bouncer. They spoke for a few minutes before the man spoke into the mic on his collar. A few moments later more men joined. Dom shook their hands. Then he looked over his shoulder at us and gestured for us to follow him.

“Think he bought the place?” Levin asked as we headed toward him at the bottom of a set of stairs.

“Probably,” I said, checking to make sure Aubrey was still with us. I hadn’t missed all the guys in the place scoping out her and B when we came in. I wasn’t typically a jealous guy, but B did something to me. Took that part of me and twisted it into something even I didn’t recognize.

We followed Dominic up to the VIP section. There was already a table waiting for us. He sat and snagged B, pulling her onto his lap and nuzzling her neck. She melted into him, his hands roaming up her thighs.

It got me hard just watching them. If we played our cards right, we’d end up with her beneath us in a few hours.

Levin poured some champagne that had been chilling at our table. I slammed it back, not bothering to be fancy about it.

“Gross. I hate champagne.” I grimaced and stopped one of the shot girls and ordered us a bunch of shit.

We never got carded anywhere. Who the fuck would be brave enough? We were the kings and led by Dominic De Santis. A work perk for sure.

“It’s good,” Aubrey said, eying the flute. “It’s, like, sweet.”

B nodded. “I like it too.”

“Moët & Chandon Nectar Impérial Rosé.” Dom took a sip. “Not terribly expensive, but decent enough to be sitting on the table for a few lushes.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course, he didn’t think it cost enough.

“We aren’t lushes,” B said, kissing his cheek.

His hand moved beneath her dress as her lips found his, and they kissed.

I caught sight of a guy sitting in a dark corner, his head cocked as he took us in.

I tapped the table and got Levin’s attention as another dude joined the other. Both were young. Probably around our age. The blond one, who I’d seen first, spoke quickly to the one with dark hair, who’d joined him. The guy glanced in our direction, his facial expression not changing. He looked familiar. Like maybe I’d seen him on TV or something.

“Do you know them?” I asked Levin, trying not to be obvious as I kept a side-eye on them.

He shook his head and slammed back a drink. He may have seemed like he wasn’t interested in them, but I knew he was tuned in, curious about why they were staring.

B and Dom finally broke apart, and Aubrey tugged her hand to get her to dance. Dom hesitated for all of a moment before he released her and let her leave.

“We’re being watched,” I murmured to him, sipping my drink.

“I know. There was a third with them when we arrived.” Dom rose and slid his glass across the table. Casually, he walked to the balcony so he could watch B.

I moved to stand beside him as Levin left for the bathroom. I observed as B and Aubrey danced, both smiling.

“She looks happy,” I said.