Free An Angel on A Demon's Shoulder (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (Demon Brothers' Trilogy Book 3) by Marie Mason

swaying to the music. Immediately, she felt the strength of his arms close around her, pulling her back against his body. She gasped when one of his thighs insinuated itself gently between her legs from behind. “That’s it, let me take you.”
    And she did. She closed her eyes and allowed her body to follow Remington’s led. Soon, she was rolling her hips, and her hands were reaching up to encircle his neck from behind. He took advantage of her position and ran his hands over her torso, those large palms cupping her breasts. Her eyes popped open when he pinched her nipples before returning to their original position at her waist. “Remington.”
    He bent his head, burying his face in the side of her throat. He bit into her flesh, and he sucked, long and hard. So long and hard, she knew she’d have a mark in the morning. His mark. She groaned and ground her ass back against his cock.
    He thrust against her, his large hand splaying across the curve of her stomach. For once, she wasn’t even aware of how she might look to others. All that mattered was how good this man was making her feel. “He’s watching. Make it look good, baby.”
    And with just those few words, her happiness burst like a bubble caught in the wind. They were faking it. All of it. To capture the dark fae’s attention. Sweet heavens, she needed to end this. Yes, she’d wanted to feel the pleasure of being in Remington’s arms, just once. But now she knew that would be too high of a price to pay. She swayed against him for a few more moments, her eyes trying to find the man who had started this. The glint of a flashing neon light caught the almost silvery glow of a man’s hair. She waited another moment, waited for another flash and then she knew it was him. As if he sensed her scrutiny, his gaze focused on her, and she gave him a smile. She’d hung around more than one succubus to know less was more. She held his gaze as she pressed back against Remington and allowed the sexual need to flow through her. She continued to smile at the dark fae, their gazes locked as if waiting for the other to blink.
    It wasn’t going to be her. She had one shot at this. Again, she pressed back against Remington, and she felt his hands tighten on the breasts, his fingers move; involuntarily she was sure, to pinch her nipples between his thumb and finger.
    The dark fae not only blinked, but it also looked as if he was about to cum in his pants.
    Got you, Clementine thought to herself.
    Before she lost her courage, she stepped away from Remington, catching him by surprise, no doubt thanks to the same sexy stupor that had overcome her as she’d moved against him. In seconds, she was lost in the crowd, hoping that both men would follow her.
    Remington blinked furiously when Clementine disappeared in front of him. For a moment, he thought she’d portalled out, but then he realized she’d simply walked away. “Son of a bitch.” He lunged forward, but he already lost her in the crowd. His gaze zeroed in on where he’d last seen the dark fae. He was gone too. “Damn, fuck, shit.” He pulled his cell phone from his pocket.
    “Do you have him in sight?” he’d called in a few favors when he’d set this up since his brothers weren’t available. Or should he say he didn’t want his brothers involved in this even though he trusted them with his life. And that of his mate.
    Mates. The reason they were safely in the human realm. Both of his sisters-in-law were pregnant, and there was no way he was going to put his brothers at risk now.
    “Yeah, he’s chasing a fine-looking piece of ass. Looks like he didn’t take the bait, dude.”
    Remington growled low and deep. “That piece of ass is the bait. And she’s my mate!” Heads turned as he roared the words into his phone. “Now where are they?”
    “Headed out the door.” Came the reply, making Remington’s demon push forward.
    “Don’t let them leave.”
    He rushed through the crowd as fast as he could.