Sterling (Mageri Series: Book 1) by Dark Dannika

Author:Dark, Dannika [Dark, Dannika]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Fantasy
Published: 2011-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Club High Jinx swelled with human energy. I pushed through warm bodies pungent with the smell of sweat, perfume, and desire. The dance floor was energetic and I could feel the pulse as if I were in a room of live wires. It was surreal to be among humans and know that I was no longer one of them.

Simon sported a leather coat and a tattered dark shirt, but tonight his jeans were replaced by tight leather pants. I had never actually seen a man wearing leather pants and I didn’t have a single complaint. They were snug with a prominent zipper that ran up the front. I poked fun that all he was missing was a leash, given he was wearing a leather collar. His reply was more of a question of who would be holding the leash.

Justus, quite oppositely, had an ensemble that was sophisticated and put together. Given we were going to a club where nearly everyone was half-naked I found this most amusing. I felt a little like I was walking in with an angel on one arm and a devil on the other.

I wore a pair of knee-high black boots with a pleated skirt and a vibrant green button-up top that matched my eyes perfectly. My black hair cascaded over my shoulders in soft, dark waves and a few wispy strands flew about my face.

“Can you feel that?” Simon shouted in my ear. “A human club is the best place to learn control.”

We moved to a table that was off to the side with high stools and I ordered something on the drink menu called an Absolut Pleasure, named after the vodka.

Simon continued once the waitress left. “You see, just being in a public place isn’t going to provoke the same reaction as a club. The vibes here are more intense; energy levels are through the roof because of their emotional state.” He watched two women snake their way to the dance floor. They began to sway, and move with the music, trying to tease the men around them by grinding on each other. I rolled my eyes but before I turned away, I noticed that something caught their attention, as did many of the women. They began looking around as if they smelled something delicious in the air but couldn’t place what it was or where it was coming from.

A cookie named Justus.

“Is this intense enough for you?” he asked, turning back to me.

“Well, I certainly see it must be for you,” I replied.

The waitress returned with the chilled beers. “Yours will be out in a minute, honey.” I sighed; why did waitresses always have to call you honey and sweetie? It was particularly worse when they were younger than you and barely of drinking age.

She batted her lashes at Justus and rolled that tongue across those pink lips. Here we go.

“Soooo… what do you do for a living?” I asked Simon.

The answer I got was a short laugh as he leaned over the table.

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