Free Daughter of Kaos (The Daughter Trilogy Book 3) by C.M. Owens

beautifully. Every petal of the flowers is still crisp, and the flames
    of the candle centerpieces dance with the music.
    The streaming rows of satin fabric drape to offer a welcoming seduction, and the cake is proudly
    standing in the center of the room. It’s not the grand piece of artwork I had originally chosen, but it’s
    still gorgeous.
    Everyone is eating and sparking animated conversations as they tell stories of the past - some
    have to leave out how far back the stories date though.
    I intentionally placed Kahl and Persia on the table with my parents so they could hear the stories
    of my upbringing. They’re probably the only ones here who want to hear all the dull life experiences I
    had, and I can tell it means a lot to them to have a piece of my past being presented to them.
    Devin is in the far corner talking with Kry, Ther, and Hale. I see Hale smirking as he nudges
    Devin and motions in my direction.
    The smoky blue eyes turn to connect with mine, and a delighted, seductive smile spreads as he
    removes himself from their conversation and makes his way to me. I can feel my body blushing from
    the severely indecent, provocative fantasies running wildly through me as those eyes hold me captive.
    “You keep amazing me today. I love the dress,” he murmurs softly while spinning me in a slow
    twirl before pulling me to his heated body.
    “I’m just getting started,” I dare.
    “Careful. We may have to destroy another room,” he cautions with menace.
    I blush more and shake my head at the embarrassing display we left behind.
    “My dad is going to freak out,” I grumble.
    “I’ll pay for the repairs,” Devin chuckles.
    “How are we going to explain all the crushed furniture and scorched bedding? I swear
    Aphrodite’s passion has burned hotter than Kaos’s fire lately,” I gripe.
    “I’ll figure out something,” he murmurs softly while tilting my chin up so my eyes stare into his.
    “You fixed your hair and makeup I see,” he teases.
    “I sort of had to, in case you’ve forgotten what I looked like when you left,” I snicker.
    “You looked like my wife,” he seduces.
    “And now?”
    “Now you look like my wife with clothes on,” he chuckles.
    “You’re hilarious,” I roll out sardonically while ineffectively stifling a grin.
    He kisses me softly to enjoy his amusing moment, and then I hear the song changing. I look up
    when the sound of rapidly scooting chairs draws my attention.
    “The boys couldn’t take it any longer,” Devin snickers out while Kry, Ther, Deacon, and Hale
    clear the dance floor.
    “What are they doing?” I muse.
    “They’re about to dance,” Devin says with a shrug before returning to my kiss.
    I push him back and shake my head.
    “Uh-uh. I want to see this. I’ve heard them nagging me about the dancing since we started
    planning the wedding. I have to see the skills that have been so hyped up.”
    Devin laughs at my explanation, and then he joins me in watching the boys dance out onto the
    floor. They’re doing simple, somewhat humorous dance moves that only smoking hot immortals can
    make look sexy.
    I roll my eyes at the drooling girls on the sideline as the immortal men continue their
    unremarkable shuffles.
    “This is what they’ve been raving about? I was expecting more,” I snicker out.
    Kry’s eyes flash over to me to let me know he just heard my tart remark, and Devin shrugs at him.
    “Adisia says she’s not impressed,” he mocks.
    He’s so far away, but it isn’t hard to hear when you have a little super oomph .
    “Rushing the climax, eh? What sort of Aphrodite doesn’t appreciate a little foreplay?” he teases.
    I laugh a little, and Devin’s goofy grin mimics mine. Kry winks at me, and suddenly he drops to
    the floor to start spinning on one arm while his body twirls around in balanced perfection.
    Ther joins him as he dives and slides across the floor on his head. Suddenly they all break out
    into badass moves, and I’m stunned