Kacie
It took everything I had to stop myself from taking a step back. I sensed him moving closer and I stayed still. I didn’t want to run and put him in hunt mode. He stared at me with a look that bordered lust. He took a step closer and wrapped his arms around my waist. My eyes automatically skimmed down his muscular chest then snapped back up to meet his gaze.
I reminded myself we were dancing. This is what normal people do. Maybe not with a wolf and maybe not their mate’s best friend but people dance all the time. We were both intoxicated but I would not let anything come from this. We were just dancing. I would just have to befriend Jason like I have Jake. Determination fueled what I did next. I lifted my hands and wrapped my arms around his wide shoulders. I could feel the hard muscles under my soft skin.
He started moving his body and his grip on my waist tightened. I was his Luna. He wouldn’t hurt me, I had nothing to fear but I was unnerved. I needed to speak to someone about this whole Luna attraction thing. Is there a Luna club? I couldn’t help the giggle that fell from my lips. The thought of sitting around a table with other Lunas and their Betas was funny.
He leaned down and nuzzled my neck. I stopped giggling. I don’t know what song was playing but we were still moving; my body swaying against his. We were so close I could feel every hard angle of his body. I twisted my hips left and right with the song and got lost in my movements. A low growl had my back stiffening and my heart racing. I felt something hard against my stomach and gasped. No way. I looked up at him but he only chuckled. His hands began moving my hips so I was grinding against him. Oh, shit. He groaned and stopped.
“If we keep dancing, I might haul you off somewhere,” he said with a sigh. “And we can’t have that. As much as you tempt me.” He stared down at me and I nodded. I was caught off guard but before I could say anything, he continued.
“I need to get you out of my mind, little Luna,” Jason growled. “The longer you’re in front of me, the more I want to say fuck it. I might end up doing something I’ll regret.” Jason’s grip on my hips disappeared and he grabbed my arm lightly. He turned and I almost freaked out but I realized he was heading back to the table. As we reached the table, his grip disappeared and he nodded to my seat.
“Stay here,” he said before turning and making his way back into the crowd of moving bodies. I watched him until he disappeared among them.
“Have fun?” Jamie asked. I turned to her voice and found her watching me closely.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Jason didn’t do anything, did he?” She asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
“You sure?” She asked. “Yes. We just danced,” I said and that was the truth.
***
My body was tingling and I was loving not worrying about anything. I took every shot Jamie handed my way. She stood and grabbed my hand. She dragged Mia off of Bruce and we headed to the dance floor. It was great having a girlfriend. It was funny how alcohol made the things like awkward silences go away. Jason was out of sight and out of mind as I was sandwiched between Mia and Jamie. We closed our eyes and moved to the music.
After a few songs, I realized I need to go to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back!” I yelled to Jamie. “I have to go pee!”
She nodded to let me know she understood me. “We’ll be right here!” Jamie yelled. Jamie and Mia started dancing. I spotted the bathroom sign on the other side of the dance floor and headed towards it.
I was doing a little dance by the time I made it to the bathroom. I threw the door open and rushed towards the biggest stall. I’m sure it was for the handicapped but it was more spacious and I preferred to use it.
The stall slammed, bounced back, and almost hit me in the face. I couldn’t hold it anymore as I hurriedly unzipped my pants and sat on the toilet. I locked the door and fought the urge to lean against the side. I sighed in relief and didn’t think of anything when I heard the bathroom door open. I didn’t pay attention to what was happening. It wasn’t until I was cleaning myself up that a giggle sounded out by the sink. A groan had my chest swelling with panic and I froze.
I peeked through the space in between the stall doors and I saw as lips collided and hands wrapped around a man’s neck. My cheeks burned with heat and I stilled on the toilet bowl. The sound of moaning filled the quiet room. Several minutes passed and my legs were starting to fall asleep.
The sound of pants unzipping told me things were just getting started. The woman had hazel hair. Her eyes were closed so I couldn’t see the color of her eyes. I almost cried out when my eyes noticed the man’s face in the mirror reflection. Jake! Wait… no that was Jason. I didn’t miss the way his eyes glowed. The playful face I was used to seeing was replaced with pleasure as he thrust into the woman so roughly she jerked back against the mirror.
I couldn’t peel my eyes from the scene in front of me. He released a low groan in his throat then leaned in, his eyes closed. Their bodies moved back and forth. No matter how hard I pressed my fingers against my ears, I couldn’t drown out their moans and gasps of pleasure. If anything, it just kept growing louder and louder.