Cambion Lord (Dark Warrior Alliance #23) - Brenda Trim Page 0,68

the car. “Don’t let any humans hear you say that. They get offended. As if it’s a mortal sin to say fuck when talking about sex. I mean they act as if they don’t fuck.”

Hayden scanned the parking lot as they walked to the entrance. “Agreed. I will never understand humans. Their actions make no sense to me.”

Jason said something back, but Hayden heard none of it. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Millie since he met her at lunch that morning. The woman was confident, intelligent and beautiful. Three qualities he loved.

She suggested the location and he hoped she’d show up. The bar was wall to wall people when Hayden entered. His senses were overwhelmed for several minutes while he and Jason found a table.

There were so many different types of cologne and perfume it was enough to make his gag reflex work overtime. That coupled with the alcohol, sweat and arousal of those around him and it was not the best soup du jour he’d ever smelled.

“You want a beer?”

Jason shook his head as he met the gaze of a blonde bombshell at the next table. “Whiskey sour.”

Hayden smirked as he bobbed his head. “You got it.”

He was forced to push his way through the crowd to the bar. A female stepped into his path and placed her hand on his chest. “Omega. Nice to see you here.”

How the hell had he missed the fact that Lydia was there. “I needed to give Jason a break. It’s dangerous when alphas don’t take breaks. Is this a popular spot for pack?”

Lydia’s hand ran in circles over his pec, inciting Hayden’s animals. “We come here on occasion. More often than not we head to Mint Julep. It’s easier on our animals to be in a realm club, but on occasion Jackson hosts a party and invites doms and subs in the realm.”

Hayden hadn’t known the club owner allowed the activities in his basement playroom to spread to the upper floor. He wouldn’t mind being part of that. Hayden was dominant by nature, given his mantle of power, and he liked indulging more than he usually allowed.

“Maybe I’ll head over there if things here don’t pan out.”

When Lydia’s hand slipped from his body, he realized he’d fucked up. Lydia was a maternal. Shifters fell into three basic categories in their hierarchy. Maternals were those that cared for others in the pack while there was a group that lived for adrenaline and action. Those often became Lieutenants in his C.L.A.W. (Core of Lieutenants Against the Wrathful). The alphas were the last group and they kept order in the various packs.

“Well, it was good to see you, Sire. Have a good evening.” Lydia hurried away before she was even finished speaking. He watched her meet up with a couple other pack females.

Hayden leaned on the worn wood surface and placed an order for a rum and coke and whiskey sour with the bartender. The scent of hibiscus filtered to his nose. Before he could pinpoint its location, he was jerking around when a hand landed on his bicep. “Millie. I hoped I’d see you here tonight.”

“I wasn’t going to come, but then I thought better. After all, I wasn’t sure you’d even be here, and I had a long damn day.”

His drinks landed in front of him and he placed cash down before giving Millie his most seductive smile. He leaned in and brought the back of one hand to her face. “I’ll make it worth your while. Let me take this to my friend and I’ll be back.”

Millie’s head waved back and forth, and her long black hair swayed with the movement. More of her sultry scent was released and replaced the acrid scents all around him. “You go share your drink with him then meet me on the dance floor.”

Taking a chance, Hayden closed the distance between them and laid his lips to hers. Every cell in his body lit up. And his lips tingled as electricity traveled through him. His cock went hard, and his hands shot to her hips. His heart raced and he swore fireworks went off behind his closed eyes.

He groaned when her hands landed on his chest. For a split second he noted the way this female’s touch made him burn and ache to sink inside her dripping pussy while Lydia’s incited his protective nature.

His eyes snapped open when he felt a gentle shove. She was out of breath and her eyes were glassy.