from a case of Full Moon Fever only the Lowes could cure. The crowd, spilling out onto the deck on a snowy December night, cheered when my brothers and I arrived at The Redheaded Stepchild. A swarm of half-naked women immediately surrounded Shea, their hands everywhere on his body. He nudged X, and one of his admirers who had a thing for both brothers wrapped him in a promising hug.
I turned back to the bar, high fiving Jacques, the owner. “Good to have you back, man,” he said, sliding my beer over to me. “I forgot how crazy these things get.”
I was proud of these parties. People out here were humble and hardworking. Wolf or not, they needed to let loose. Girls twisted above our heads on poles in unison, and the band tore through their set. My brothers disappeared fast, most likely back to the VIP area we called Red Heaven.
“Hey, Major,” a blonde woman purred. Her perky tits threatened to spill out of her corset. “I missed you.”
“Tell me all about it.” I leaned on my stool, back to the bar, and she took my response as invitation to straddle my lap. I had no idea who this chick was, but it wouldn’t stop me from enjoying the ride.
“I was so lonely.” She pushed out her cleavage, tracing the swell with her fingers. She pouted when I didn’t move, fluttering her eyelashes in invitation. “Without these parties, I had to take care of my own fever, if you know what I mean.” Her hand dropped to mine, pulling it from my leg and placing it on her crotch.
She was hot, all right, writhing in my lap under my hand. “How’d you do that?” I asked.
She pushed her cleavage so close to my face my beard tickled her skin. Her hair fell down around me and whispered in my ear. “I pretended you took me to Red Heaven and fucked me until I had to crawl out of there on my hands and knees, with your cum running between my legs. Can’t you feel how wet I am for you, Major? Stop wasting time and make my dream come true.”
“Oh, sweetheart.” A voice I hadn’t heard in years startled me. I sat up straight and practically pushed the blonde off my lap. The woman standing beside us was my dream come true. Cass didn’t hide her amusement. “Never come on to a man like that. Make him chase you. They’re all animals, you know. That’s what they love, the hunt. Claiming what’s theirs.”
The blonde rolled her eyes. “You didn’t tell me you were married, Major.” She stormed off.
“Come here,” I said, holding my arms open. Fuck, was Cass a sight for sore eyes. Red dress hugging every luscious curve, topaz eyes framed by pin-up girl lashes, her dark hair falling above her cleavage. Just a hint, not the whole show like my blonde friend had been willing to give. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, dying to rip that pretty dress off her.
“My eyes are up here,” she laughed.
“I know.” I winked at her. “But I liked what I saw down there. Now get over here.”
“Like hell I’m going climb in your lap and ride you like a pony.” Cass laughed as she pressed against me. “You’d be the one crawling out of Red Heaven on your hands and knees. If we made it that far.”
My cock sprang to attention. “Promises, promises.” Her lips were so close, I wanted to suck the lipstick off of them. Smear it all over her face and smash the façade she was trying to put up. If she knew how good things could be, she’d never go home to her husband. Or she would and I’d have to live with knowing what I could never have. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Cass’ mouth fell open. “I thought you’d be glad to see me.”
“You have no idea,” I whispered in her ear, running my lips over her throat. “But this is no place for a lady.”
“Good thing I’m not one.” She grabbed my chin and brought my face back to hers. She smelled incredible; jasmine, vanilla, and a breath of fresh fucking air. “I just read my little girl a story about how she was going to find her happily ever after, and after