Page 57 of Ruled By Wizard

“I don’t need to wish for a sure thing.”

CHAPTER 22

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

Wizard watched Natalia walk away, the angry sway of her ass making him want to snatch her into his arms and give her something to really get heated about.

“Brother.” Doom’s sardonic voice dragged him away from images of pounding into a begging Natalia. “She fucking hates your guts. I don’t know why you keep pressing your luck with her.”

“No, she doesn’t.” Wizard caught the scornful look Natalia sent him as she sat at the bar, almost as if she expected him to follow. He answered it with a smoldering grin.

“Yeah, brother, she does,” Doom countered after witnessing their exchange. “I wouldn’t turn my back on her if there is anything sharp around.”

“Natalia couldn’t hurt a fly.”

“Either you’re delusional or in love. Since you aren’t capable of loving anyone but yourself, you should consider getting a CAT scan.”

“I’m not delusional.” Wizard’s lips quirked into a knowing smile. “We had instant chemistry.”

“Yeah,” Doom scoffed. “The explosive kind where she wants to blow your ass up.”

“Like I said, she couldn’t hurt a fly. Natalia’s the motherly type.”

Doom gave him a wry look. “I don’t see her trying to mother you.”

“She knows I don’t need mothering.”

“Brother, no one needs mothering more than you.”

Wizard was about to tell him to fuck off when he caught a whiff of Buck as the man passed them on his way to the door. Wrinkling his nose, Wizard elbowed Doom.

“Go tell Buck he needs to shower. He’s stinking up the whole club.” His nostrils flared as he drew another breath. “It isn’t just Buck. The whole room smells like there’s a gas leak. Tell Tink to check the kitchen,” Wizard ordered, fighting the urge to gag.

Doom lifted his nose and sniffed. When he lowered his head, his face was filled with amusement. “You know what I smell?”

“No. What the hell is it?” Wizard asked, placing a hand over his churning stomach.

“Sweat and garlic,” Doom informed him.

“Huh?” Wizard reluctantly sniffed again then looked toward the bar, where Natalia was piling pizza onto Jesus’ plate.

Doom burst out laughing. “The way the brothers are eating that pizza, nobody’s getting laid tonight.”

“Women are the bane of my existence,” Wizard muttered. “First, someone sneaks a bunch of jailbait into the club. Then, as if my night couldn’t get more fucked up, Natalia decides to stink up the place.”

“I’ve got news for you, brother.” Doom nodded toward the bar. “Your night is about to get a hell of a lot worse.”

Wizard followed his gaze and, if he’d been a crying man, would have wept. Puck was helping Chai onto the bar as cheers filled the room.

“Please, God, no.”

His hurried prayer went unanswered as Chai reached for the hem of her skirt. The cheering intensified while Puck pushed the empty pizza boxes toward the end of the bar.

Everyone in the club knew the game. The woman who climbed onto the bar would choose a brother to perform oral sex on her in front of the whole club.

The brothers gathered around, their expressions filled with lust and excitement, while Chai strutted along the bar and tantalizingly raised her skirt inch by inch.

The only people near the front who weren’t cheering were Tink and Natalia. Natalia appeared stunned by what was happening, while Tink’s horrified eyes darted toward Wizard. He could read her silent plea from across the room.