Cutie and the Beast by E.J. Russell

Author:E.J. Russell [Russell, E.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-06-13T04:00:00+00:00

Mal slung an arm across David’s shoulder. “How about a drink, boyo? These parties never stint on the mead, thank the Goddess.”

“Um . . .” David glanced from Alun’s glower to Mal’s smirk. “I—”

“Mal, don’t you need to see a man about a horse?”

Mal laughed. “You could have come up with a better line than that, brother, but I can take a hint. Have fun.” He disappeared into the crowd.

“Dafydd.” Alun’s voice was wine and chocolate and velvet darkness. David shivered, tempted to close his eyes and let it wash over him, but he didn’t want to waste a single second, nor squander a single glimpse of Alun’s face, gorgeous enough to match the voice. “Come with me. We’ve time before the ceremony. I want to show you something.”

“Tell me it’s a supply closet.”

The burr of Alun’s low chuckle went straight to David’s balls. “No. But you might like it better.”

David grabbed his hand. “In that case, let’s go.”

Alun unlaced their fingers, and David opened his mouth to protest, but when he wrapped his arm around David’s shoulders, tucking David’s arm around his own waist . . . Well. That was much better, wasn’t it?

The rest of Hunter’s Moon had joined Gareth onstage, and they struck up their first tune as Alun led David around the edge of the crowd.

“Where are we going? Is it far? Because if it’s more of Mal’s ‘relative distance’ crap—”

“So impatient.”

“You know how I hate secrets. Tell me.”

“You see that path beyond the dais? There’s a place there where we can be alone.”

“Will there be kissing?”

“Assuredly.”

“Skin?”

“Without a doubt.”

“Sex?”

Alun leaned closer, his lips brushing David’s ear. “Depend on it.”

“What are we waiting for?” He pulled Alun in a ninety-degree turn and aimed for the path in a straight shot through the crowd of dancers who’d already begun swaying to the music.

“Hold, Dafydd.” Alun drew him back. “See the circle of stones?”

David looked at the ground where smooth white stones gleamed in the moonlight, nearly overgrown with moss and framed with tiny white flowers. “Yes.”

“That is a faerie circle. If you venture inside while a true bard plays, you must stay and dance until the music stops.”

“I take it your brother is a true bard.”

“The last one in Faerie.”

“As much as I love his music, I’ve got another agenda tonight.” He let Alun lead him back to their original path. “Wait. Is that why—at the office—when I played his CD?” Alun nodded, his teeth glinting in a wicked smile. “Holy crap. I’ve been ensorcelled, and I didn’t even know it.”

“Does that bother you?”

David scanned the dancers inside the circle. They didn’t look distressed or annoyed. In fact, they seemed well on the way to totally blissed-out. “Little bit. I’d prefer to choose to dance rather than be forced to do it.”

“Trust me, cariad, anyone who has ever seen you dance would prefer that your choice take you in another direction entirely.”

David sighed. “I know. Pathetic isn’t it?”

“Yet I wouldn’t have it any other way. Your dancing is what broke through and allowed me to see you.

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