Chapter 127 The Devil-Waker and the Night Desire Took Control
POV Maya:
I finish fixing my hair, choosing to leave it loose. Since I let Dominic convince me to wear pants, I need something that draws attention. I stare at myself in front of the large mirror and like what I see reflected back at me.
My black leather pants are way too tight. To wear them, I had to go without panties, because otherwise everything would show—and if there’s one thing I absolutely refuse to do, it’s deform my clothes on my body by wearing panties or a bra. That’s why here I am, without either of them.
Wearing my moss-green cropped top, I adjust my breasts. The neckline makes both of them look bigger, which I love—that’s exactly why I bought it. With my riding boots on, I’m feeling hot, farm edition. All that’s missing is a hat. I need to get one, but I’ll leave that for after I start my riding lessons with Sebastian.
“Maya, it’s for today!”
I hear Dominic shout and roll my eyes. This man can say whatever he wants, but I know he’s crazy about me. He can’t live without irritating me—I’ve never seen anything like it. I swipe red lipstick across my lips and feel ready to go. I’m going to use tonight to get closer to the brothers. We need to establish a relationship, even if it’s just friendship.
I go down the stairs and I’m not surprised to see the five brothers waiting for me impatiently. I notice Luca clench his jaw, Dominic mutter a curse, Mikhail blatantly check out my body—just like Adrian does. Sebastian is the most restrained; he looks away after a quick glance at my neckline.
“All set, here I am,” I say as I finish coming down the stairs.
“Let’s go, because I’m dying to drink the devil-waker.”
Five pairs of eyes stare at me, and they’d better not tell me I can’t drink alcohol. If any of them says that shit to me, I’ll curse them out. I adjust my neckline once more, and before I can say anything, Louis jumps against my leg, clearly wanting to come along.
“No way, little man. Mommy is going out for an adult night,” I say, and instantly he starts whining and goes over to Dominic’s legs.
What the hell is this?
“Lou, no. You can’t go,” Dominic says—the caveman actually called him Lou? “But I promise I’ll take you out tomorrow.” Louis stops whining and wags his tail happily. “Good boy. Now go to sleep.”
Louis barks and runs upstairs, probably heading for Sebastian’s bed. Since when is this happening? My baby is obeying Dominic? What a traitor. When I get back, we’re going to have a very serious talk. My son cannot obey cowboys—he has to obey me. I’ve grown used to Dominic and Luca losing their minds when he pees on their boots. Louis can’t just change an entire routine. It’s essential that we follow—
Wait a second. Did I really think the word essential?
Wow. I really need alcohol.
“You’re going dressed like that, Maya?” I lift my gaze to Dominic as he looks me up and down. “I told you it’s going to get cold. Maybe it’d be better to put on a jacket.”
“Even better, brother—a coat,” Luca adds, and I narrow my eyes, starting to understand what’s going on here. And I can only think one thing:
Tonight is going to be interesting.
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POV Sebastian:
It’s not working, trying to stay away from Maya. The men can’t take their eyes off her, much less care about Dominic’s and Luca’s growls. As soon as we arrive, we decide to play pool, while Maya gets it into her head that she’ll sit at the bar drinking cocktails. I thought about warning her about the devil-waker drink, but she didn’t want to hear it. She told me she has a high tolerance for alcohol.
What she doesn’t know is that my concern has nothing to do with the alcohol content.
Devil-waker is an aphrodisiac drink. Whoever drinks it becomes aroused and thinks about nothing but sex. We found that out the day we came into this bar to compete. We overheard some men commenting that they’d drink it before going home to be with their wives. Mikhail and Adrian got interested in the drink pretty quickly, and the men explained that you should only drink one—more than that and the person becomes a sex monster. My brothers and I laughed at that, knowing we’d never drink that shit, especially since we’re not seeing any women.
From afar, I notice Maya is already on her second drink. I’m seriously thinking about grabbing her and leaving before she decides to jump on some guy. I’m not going to like that—and I know my brothers won’t like it either. Maya has been infiltrating our system without permission. She’s made me think about things I shouldn’t be thinking about, things I haven’t thought about since Scarlett ruined me for all other women.
“She’s getting tipsy,” Adrian says, making us look at her as she swallows the liquid with a smile. “And the men are getting too close, getting excited about it. I don’t like this shit.”
“The men can see the drink she’s having. That’s why they’re surrounding her,” I say through clenched teeth. I’m not going to let any of them get near her.
“Did that bitch really have to come dressed like that?” Luca asks. My brother looks seriously irritated—and not without reason. Maya has a gift for making everyone around her look at her, and those who don’t, she finds a way to attract their attention.
“Our brother was the one who suggested she wear pants,” Mikhail comments, making Dominic growl.
“I didn’t think she’d wear leather ones that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination,” he defends himself. “The wicked woman did it on purpose. I know she did.”
This time, I don’t doubt it. Maya takes a dark pleasure in driving us crazy. She never managed to do that with Adrian, Mikhail, or me—but tonight, I believe she’ll get exactly what she wants. Especially when I spot who’s walking into the bar.
“Isn’t that the fucking Burt?” Adrian asks, but he doesn’t need an answer. Maya is already hugging him with an intimacy that surprises me. “What the hell.”
“He’d better stay away from her, or this time nothing will stop me from going after him with everything I’ve got,” Dominic threatens, and I know my brother is dead serious. “One of you better get her away from him.”
I don’t think twice. When I realize it, I’m just inches away from her. Maya turns her head in my direction, and the moment she sees me, she throws her arms around my neck, clinging to me. Looks like the drink is already doing its job. I shoot a hard look at Burt, telling him with my eyes that he’d better stay away from her—but all the bastard does is grin.
“Sebastian, you look so hot in those clothes,” she whispers in my ear, then licks my neck.
Fuck.
“Maya, let’s stay with my brothers,” I ask, because I don’t want to be alone with her—especially with her acting like this.
She shakes her head and grabs the hair at the nape of my neck, pulling my face down. Her eyes lock onto mine, drunk with arousal. I swallow hard, knowing that tonight we’re dealing with a sexual hurricane. Maya runs her tongue over my lips and jaw, stopping with her mouth at my ear.