Whatever it was, it had me grabbing Evan by the front of his T-shirt and closing the few inches between us. “Prove it.”
Evan’s brow crinkled. “What?”
“Prove it,” I taunted him. “Dance with me.”
Chapter 13
Evan
Iknew the sensible thing to do was to walk away. Reid wasn’t in danger, and even if he were, Logan was close by. I had no idea why he’d left Reid for this long, but he’d come running if there was trouble.
That should’ve been my sign that nothing was wrong when Reid called out my name. I’d managed to stand my ground the first time, but the second?
My wolf had given me a choice: either I went over on two feet or he went on four.
Now I was in a situation I was completely unprepared for. Reid had a hand fisted in my shirt, challenge flashing in his eyes. His plump red lips were parted as his chest rose and fell rapidly. Even with the loud music, I had no problem hearing the fast thrum of his pulse.
Little did he know that mine was racing in time with it. Had been since the second he’d called my name. Now? With him touching me? It was like my heart was trying to burst from my chest just to get a little closer to him.
Fuck. I couldn’t keep up with this. I knew he’d had a couple of drinks earlier, but not enough to make him drunk.
Still, he couldn’t honestly want me to dance with him…right?
I finally managed to find my voice again. “What?”
“You said I can dance with whoever I want, and you won’t stop it,” Reid said innocently, his hand spreading wide on my chest as his other came up to join it. “And I want to dance with you.”
Somewhere in the back of my mind, there was a little voice saying this wasn’t a good idea. That this was only going to complicate an already fucked up situation.
Unfortunately, that voice was drowned out by both my wolf and my libido. They didn’t give a shit about the consequences.
They wanted Reid as close as possible.
A dangerous smirk tugged at Reid’s lips as he realised what my silence signified. I wasn’t going to fight this. I wasn’t going to fight him. I didn’t know why he was surprised. He could have asked for my head on a platter and I’d have arranged for it to happen for him.
He pushed one leg between my own as he drew closer. My right leg moved forwards automatically, letting Reid almost straddle it.
I groaned internally at the feel of him there. His weight was so perfectly right.
What the fuck are you doing, Evan?
My hands went to Reid’s waist, encircling it and hauling him even closer. “This what you wanted?”
His fingers flexed against my pecs, drawing a shudder from me. “Yes. Think we’re meant to move though.”
A spark of my old cockiness resurfaced as I smirked down at him. “Moving would make this more fun.”
“I meant dancing, dick.” Reid rolled his eyes, but ruinedthe effect with the throaty moan that came out with the first roll of my hips. “Fuck.”
I gripped his waist tightly as we began to slowly grind. You couldn’t call it a dance. Not with how my hard cock was brushing against his abs. That wasn’t what was driving me crazy though.
No, it was the fact that Reid was hard. That with every undulation, I felt his erection against my hip. It had me wanting to drag him into the shadows I’d haunted earlier. To ignore everything that had happened in the past and lose ourselves in the present. To press the heel of my hand against him until he came undone. Or, better yet, go to my knees and see how loudly I could make him moan with my mouth.
I hadn’t looked at Reid like this since realising who he was. Well, in truth, I’d tried not to. Lusting after him after learning about the pain and trauma I’d been responsible for would make me the scum of the earth.
That didn’t mean I was always successful. It was near impossible when Reid was everything I looked for in a man.
Now, with Reid in my arms, the place where I’d kept all those thoughts had been unlocked. My need and want had been set free.
