The after party was at the MacGregor twins’ place, as usual. The groupies were out in droves tonight but that didn’t really bother Lyra. Dante made sure everyone knew she was his girl. And she returned to favor by branding him hers for all the sluts to see. She’d invited Kate to celebrate with her and was surprised when the other fighter sauntered through the door. Spotting Lyra, she made her way over with a grin on her face.
“Now this is a fucking party!” The girls giggled and hugged. Dante excused himself to fetch Kate a cold beer, leaving them to chat. He was alone in the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. When he closed the door, Angie was leaning against the counter, blocking his exit.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” he growled. He was really hoping he’d seen the last of her after Lyra put on such an amazing show at his fight. She looked him up and down, twirling her hair and licking her lips.
“Looking for you, love. I see you’re still with that bitch.” Angie sneered at the mention of Lyra. Dante swiped a hand down his face in exasperation.
“Yes I am and I plan to stay with her. Get the hint, Angie. I don’t want you. I want her.” Angie smiled and stepped forward just enough to run a hand down his chest.
“She’ll never give you what I can, babe,” she purred. Dante flinched and moved out of her reach.
“Looks like you need to learn this lesson the hard way,” Lyra spoke from the doorway. “I thought we made it clear at his fight but apparently you need a little more persuading.” She stepped close to Angie until there was only a breath between their faces. Looking up at Dante, she gave him a slow wicked smile. “Babe would you mind if I took out the trash?”
“Hell no, love. Be my guest,” he grinned back. God he was in love with this firebrand. She lit every one of his fuses and he couldn’t wait until he made her his in every way. He fisted Lyra’s hair and drew her into a heated kiss, right over Angie’s head. “I’ll take Kate out back to meet the rest of the guys. See you in a bit.” Biting her lip, she slapped his perfect ass as he walked past her. Then she turned all her attention back to Angie.
“I’m not going to say this again so you make sure you pay close attention. Dante is mine. Every single delicious inch of him, from the silky hair on his head to soles of his feet and everything in-between, including his cock. There is nothing for you here. If I find you near him again, I won’t hesitate to break your face.” Angie seethed, her ballooned chest heaving in anger.
“He’ll get tired of you soon enough. You’re just his latest fuck, like all the others. And when he drops you, I’ll be there to take your place.” Lyra laughed. In a lightning fast move, she fisted Angie’s hair and grabbed her arm twisting it behind her. Pinning the girl’s wrist between her shoulder blades, Lyra power walked her to the front door. Stopping abruptly, she slammed Angie’s face into the solid panel of the door, not hard enough to break anything but hard enough to make her point. Angie shrieked in pain, struggling to get out of Lyra’s iron grip. That only made the grip tighter.
“I’ll be sure to give Dante your regards. Open the fucking door.” Angie’s hand moved to the door handle, her body shaking from pain and fear. Twisting the handle, she swung the door open and Lyra shoved her out.
“You bitch!” Angie screamed. “You broke my nose! You broke my fucking nose!”
“It’s not broken, dumbass! That was just a warning shot!” Lyra slammed the door and walked out to the backyard with a malicious grin. She spotted Dante with Kate. The music was thumping and the booze was flowing. Her uncle was surrounded by honeys but that was no different than the parties back home in Chicago. Her mom had been around the fighting scene for a long time, long before Lyra was born so she blended in like it was a normal Friday night.
She stood for a moment admiring her boyfriend. As if he could feel her watching him, he turned his gorgeous eyes her way. The lust and desire was so intense in those dark chocolate depths she was sure she would melt right where she stood from the heat of his gaze. She made her way to his side, putting a little extra sway to her hips. She had plans for him tonight, he just didn’t know it yet.
“Uh, I think I’ll go see what the twins are up to.” Kate giggled as she moved away from the pair. Dante’s lush lips spread into a devilish grin, sending shivers down her spine. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she bit her lip and pressed her hips against his growing erection.
“Think we can get away with disappearing for a bit?” she purred. He groaned deep in his throat, pulling her closer to him and letting his lips trail sweet sensual kisses down the slender column of her neck.
“Are you sure you want to be alone with me, Lyra?” His voice was deep and husky. “Watching you handle Angie made me harder than I’ve ever been in my life. It was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He ground himself against her in a delicious slow circle of his hips. She let her head drop back to open herself up further to his lips, letting her hands sift through his thick hair.
“Oh yeah, big man.” She dragged her tongue up the side of his neck, flicking his earlobe with the tip. He crushed her to him. “I want you to show me why she’s so crazy to get you between her legs again.” That was all the encouragement he needed. Dante released her to grab her hand. They weaved through the crowd, trying not to be obvious what they were about to do. Passing Kate, she winked knowingly. Lyra winked back and followed her man into the house. When they reached the stairs, he threw her over his shoulder and took them two at a time.
The door to an empty bedroom was thrown open and she was whisked inside. The door slammed shut, Dante locking it behind him. He set her down only to capture her mouth in a hot kiss. His hands roamed her body, eagerly pulling at her clothing. “I want you naked, Lyra.” She whipped her shirt over her head, grabbing her bra in the same motion and tossing the garments into a corner. “Fuck, you have perfect tits,” he growled. Her nipples were already hard but his words hardened them further. He latched onto one of the pink points and gave it a languid suck. Her back arched toward him, a moan escaping her throat.
They hastily stripped, standing in the darkness completely bare before one another. Dante had to see her. He wanted to memorize every curve of her body. Laying her back on the large bed, he flipped on the small bedside lamp bathing her honeyed skin in soft light. “You’re a fucking goddess, Lyra. Why would you ever want a bloke like me?” Not giving her the chance to answer, he kissed her deep and hard, planting his hips between her thighs. Grinding his hard cock against her pussy, she moaned deliciously into his mouth.