Free Betrayed (Betrayed #1) by Melissa Jupp Page A

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    Before Jason picked Jessi up for their night out he did manage to call me and give me a full update on exactly what happened in the mountains. Thank the Goddess Jessi thought Charles Devoncourt was nuts otherwise we’d all have a lot of explaining to do. If that scumbag wasn’t already dead I’d kill him myself for touching what was mine. It took all I had not to shift just listening to what he did to Jessi. No one touches what belongs to me. Including little brothers being led onto the dance floor right now by Jessi.
    “Hey knot head. Do you wanna dance?” I yell at Jason over the music.
    “No I don’t.”
    I stand up, grab his hand and drag him to the dance floor. If he thinks he’s getting out of this he’s crazy. I don’t know what is in them drinks but damn I feel good. I feel so alive my body is buzzing with energy. I can’t stand sitting still for too long, I tend to get a little antsy. But, tonight it seems worse. I can literally feel the energy pouring off my body. If I didn’t know better I’d say my body was harvesting energy.
    I dance circles around Jason while he laughs at me. I know I probably look like I’m try to rain dance or something but I don’t care. I’m just here to have some much needed fun. The poor man really can dance, well ballroom that is. But, you get him to a club and dancing to music with bass and he seems so outta place.  He’s just standing there tapping his foot swaying side to side. Every once in awhile he’ll wiggle his butt for me. I just clap and keep dancing around him. I was reaching for Jason when I got a whiff of vanilla. It smells familiar but for the life of me I can’t remember where I’ve smelled that scent before and now it’s mixed when Jasmine. The buzzing in my body intensifies until I’m burning with heat and need. I feel the dampness starting between my legs. Uncomfortable I start to rub my legs together trying to release the pressure that’s building inside my body. Lost in my own sensations I didn’t notice that Jason walked away and was no longer standing in front of me.
    An arm wraps around my front lower abdomen from behind and I’m pulled back into a muscular chest. We sway to the music working our bodies together and rolling our hips. My skin feels so hot; it feels like it’s covered in flames. Contact with the stranger seemed to make my body hum even more. Not sure what to do or what I need I press back into the chest of the man holding me and start to grind my hips with his. I wonder where Jason got off to. Maybe some girl dragged him off to dance somewhere. With the way I’m feeling I really don’t care. I feel hot, high, energized, and extremely horny.
    I lean my head back onto the man’s chest just as another man walks up in front of me and this man brings a new meaning to the word hot. Tall, dark, beautiful and gorgeous green eyes. The stranger in front of me puts his hands on my hips and his thigh between my legs and begins to sway with me and the other guy behind me. The guy behind me grinds his erection into my backside and the guy in front of me uses his thigh to put pressure onto my pussy.
    I grind my body into both of theirs loving the feeling of being between two men. I know I shouldn’t be thinking or acting like this. Something seems extremely wrong but right now my mind can’t seem to process anything I’m doing or what’s going on around me. Besides I’m too high on energy to give a shit.
    Just as I started moaning both men were ripped away from me by a very pissed off Jason. He reaches down, grabs me, and throws me over his shoulder. I screech, kick, and pound on his back but it doesn’t even seem to faze him. “What the fuck Jason? We were just dancing and having a good time.”
    “Yeah having too much of a good time. I didn’t bring you here to act like a slut!” he yells.
    Now I’m really pissed, “Did you just call me a slut fuck face?” I’m screaming at him to put me the fuck down and beating