ArayasAddiction by Jocelyn Dex

turned to leave.
    Araya jumped to stop him but she swayed on her feet. “Wait.”
The room spun and her vision went fuzzy. She shouldn’t have gulped that last
drink. She tried to take another stepped forward but her legs weren’t
cooperating and she stumbled. Kean turned just in time to catch her. His hands
ignited a fire inside her.
    God she wanted him. There was no denying it. Her body
demanded she throw her arms around him. Kiss him. Take him into her mouth. But
she couldn’t function properly. She’d never felt this way from drinking before.
It must be a combination of weakening and the alcohol.
    He lowered her back onto the chair and she held onto the
table for support. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” she slurred.
    Kean looked at Araya then to the table and back at the guy.
“Not drinking tonight?” he asked.
    Rick stood. He was tall, but not as tall and not as muscled
as Kean. “What’s it to you?” he asked.
    Kean reached over and picked up Araya’s empty drink. He
sniffed it then swiped his finger inside the glass and sucked his finger.
    Even through blurred eyes, Araya saw Kean go rigid and a
black mask drape his expression. He grabbed Rick around the neck with his free
hand.
    “You drugged her?” he asked, a menacing tone in his voice.
    Rick’s eyes bugged as he unsuccessfully struggled to loosen
Kean’s hold on his neck.
    “Get the fuck out of here before I kill you.” Kean’s voice
was nothing but a growl. “If I ever see you again, I will kill you.” He
shoved Rick hard enough that he stumbled backward and fell on his ass. He
scrambled to get up and made a beeline for the door.
    “He drugged me?” Araya squeaked.
    Valia and Fin showed up at that moment. “Fin? What’re you
doing here?” Araya asked, confused.
    “Doing your sister a favor. Are you okay?”
    “She’s been drugged,” Kean announced. To her he said, “Next
time you might want to let your meal know up front that you’re a sure
thing.” Then he stormed away.
    The scorn in his voice cut straight through her bones. She
disgusted him. What she was disgusted him. Had she not been so woozy she’d have
run after him and let him know she hadn’t been with anyone since him. That she
didn’t want anyone but him. Pointless? Maybe. But she didn’t want this to be
their last interaction.
    “Come on. Let’s get you some air, walk it off,” Fin said as
he and Valia helped her up and supported her.
    “I can’t believe that asshole drugged you,” Valia said
angrily. Then her expression brightened and she asked, “Are you high? Maybe I
should find him and steal his stash.”
    Nice. So much for her first night out on the town.
    * * * * *
    Kean needed a fight or a fuck. Seeing Araya kiss that guy
made his blood boil. He’d wanted to snap the dude’s neck before he knew he’d
drugged her. Fucking prick. He should have killed him. Should have ripped his
balls off and shoved them down his throat.
    He’d been both reluctant and excited to come here tonight.
Fin had shown up at Kean’s door, surprising the hell out of him and had
insisted Kean go out with him tonight. Of course, he’d refused Fin’s
invitation. Just because the male had made him a steak dinner didn’t mean Kean
wanted to party with him. Obviously, Valia or the guard had followed him home
the other day. Sneaky demons.
    When Kean refused to show up at the club Fin insisted he
visit, Fin spilled. He’d said Araya needed to see him and that it was urgent.
He’d asked Fin what was so urgent but Fin swore he didn’t know, only that she
was desperate to see him.
    Yeah, his dick and his ego kept kicking him in the ass lately.
Hearing that she needed him and was desperate to see him was all
it took for his chest to puff up—his cock too—and then he agreed to go to the
club.
    He’d spotted her within minutes of arriving. She sat there
looking stunning in that form-fitting dress and he’d had to fight the desire to
keep from running to her. Then