She grinned. “Oh, I did. He was so pissed—you should have seen it. Poor guy stabbed himself in the thigh with a pen. Can we please do it again? I think your men would actually have aneurysms.”
“They’re not my men,” I said reflexively.
She rolled her hips and winked. “Suuuuure, whatever you say. And I don’t shift into a saber-toothed tiger and enslave people with my blood.”
I rolled my eyes, and we resumed dancing.
“Fine,” I said a few moments later and drawled seductively, “You can fake fuck me again.”
She squealed and pulled me close. “You will not regret this decision.”
I laughed because I definitely would, and we rocked together in the flailing mass of sweaty limbs and hormones.
Everything was a jumbled mess.
Students were on their knees.
Soldiers pressed against the walls with their heads tipped back.
Sounds of pleasure echoed.
Pincers scraped.
Exoskeletons crunched.
High-pitched chittering sounded.
Eighty-three was the number of soldiers left in our army, and you couldn’t divide it by five.
It was all disturbing.
Horse cawed with agitation as he flapped above the heads of the partygoers. His tail and wings were covered in long trailing feathers, and his neck was longer.
He stopped flying and perched on my shoulder, nuzzling his beak against the side of my head.
I leaned my head back to try to make the dark thoughts fall out.
I tipped backward, but they stayed inside my head.
Regrettable.
Sadie caught me before I crashed to the floor, then spun me around the room like we were at a fancy ball on a spacious dance floor.
Plot twist, we weren’t.
We crashed into bodies, and drinks sloshed everywhere as people swore.
I couldn’t help but laugh as Sadie grinned like a maniac and spun me faster in the crowd. She slammed me into a student like a battering ram, and he crashed to the floor.
It was the most fun I’d had in weeks.
My elbow cracked against someone’s nose, and blood sprayed like diamonds. Sadie’s cheeks were rosy, lips glossy, as she twirled with me.
We laughed uncontrollably.
This was the feminine experience.
We slammed into someone, and they hit the ground with a thud. Horse cawed in his face, then settled on Ghost’s shoulder.
