Lucian
“The women here are forward,” Denis muttered, tossing his jacket on the arm of a nearby chair. “Did you see the way they were throwing themselves at us? I almost wish we’d brought our mates along.”
Darian snorted from the bed where he’d sprawled, still half-asleep. “Trust me, even that wouldn’t have stopped them. Judging by how bold they were, I think that kind of thing’s normal here.”
I shook my head, already tired of the energy in this town. “Let’s just do what we came here to do and get the hell out.”
Denis chuckled, but I was already heading for the bathroom. My bladder had been nagging me since we landed.
As I unbuttoned my jeans, my hand brushed against something tucked deep in my pocket. Curious, I pulled it out, and stared.
Red lace.
Mara’s panties.
A laugh escaped b
