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floor, but Berenger bypassed them for one of the booths along the back wall.
    “Get us something to drink. Sephanie and I will be dancing.” Teague stepped up beside Sephanie and held out his hand.
    She smiled at him and placed her palm onto his. Kassius released her other hand and watched them walk away. Sometime tonight, two of them would dance with her at the same time, but he thought they should build the relationship slowly.
    On the dance floor, her arms wrapped around Teague’s waist. She relaxed against him while they moved around the floor. Kassius kept his gaze on her. She was gorgeous, especially when she laughed up at something Teague said. Teague’s hand slid down to her hip but didn’t go any lower.
    “She looks calm,” Berenger said.
    Kassius glanced over and saw Berenger’s eyes were trained on their woman. Her body moved sensuously to the beat of the music. Her hips twitched and circled as she glided around the floor with Teague. Kassius would bet Teague enjoyed the brush of her body against him even though it frustrated him.
    The drinks arrived as the song ended. Teague escorted Sephanie back to the table. One of her arms tangled with his, and her fingers curled around Teague’s larger hand. Kassius stood and allowed Sephanie to slide into the booth. He slipped in next to her. She lifted one of the bowled goblets and took a slow sip of the cool concoction.
    He smiled at her. Her drink was a fruity, only slightly alcoholic mix. He didn’t plan to let her get drunk. Although he’d love to rush into sex, she needed to be fully capable of choosing to be with them tonight.
    “What do you think of Turana?” Kassius asked and stroked his thumb across her knuckles. Her fingers were long, the nails short. There was strength in her hands.
    “I like it. I never thought about it before, but it’s kind of reassuring to be somewhere only other couples and groups in a relationship can be. I can dance with one of you and not have to worry about some single woman approaching the other two of you.” She edged closer to him.
    Kassius took the opportunity to curl his arm around her. She leaned into him. He savored the feeling of her body against his. The soft curve of her breast pressed against his chest. He wished he could cup his fingers over the lush mound. He’d waited for this and wanted it for what seemed an eternity. She was finally within reach.
    “I feel exactly the same way. I’m fairly sure some other man would try to cut in on us if we were out on the floor at another club. Especially since our relationship is so new. Some idiots live to try to take another man’s woman. And I won’t risk spending the night in a cell because I showed him how wrong he was.” Kassius flexed his fingers and bunched them into a fist underneath the table. Anger pulsed through him merely at the thought of another man trying to come between them. He’d do what he had to do to make sure she was theirs.
    “Well, that would sure cut in on a night out, wouldn’t it?” She grinned. “I wouldn’t get a kiss good night.”
    “We’d make up for his absence.” Teague’s expression held no sympathy. “I’m sure with a little work you wouldn’t notice he was gone.”
    “I’d know, but I’m sure you could occupy me for a time so I didn’t worry about him.” Her gaze drifted over Teague’s body.
    “All night long, Sephanie. And then sometime midafternoon, we’d go bail him out.” Teague’s voice deepened and became rougher than normal.
    Kassius had no doubt Teague was thinking of the many ways he could keep her moaning and begging, out of her mind with pleasure. He knew they immediately jumped into his mind. Stripping her naked and running his lips over her soft skin. Tasting that sweet pussy. He groaned. His pants felt too tight against his hardened cock. He eased his leg outward to lessen the constraint on his dick.
    “Before we go any further, I wanted to assure you we’ve all had the requisite injections
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