Chapter Sixty Five

Trent had been about to say something when a figure behind me stopped him.

“I’ll like to have a dance with my Luna if you may.” Thane’s voice called from behind me, and Trent nodded, giving me a small smile before walking away. Thane took his position.

“I don’t know; I’m not very interested in dancing anymore." I say to Thane, and his dark eyes pierced into me.

“Are you intentionally trying to annoy me, princess? You might not like how that goes,” he says, his hands circling my waist and going lower. I felt them on my ass.

I had no underwear on.

Thane swirled me around; he was indeed a good dancer, I dare say, better than my previous partner; his movements were graceful, and in his hands anyone would think I was a good dancer too, but what was alarming was how close his hands trailed to the slit. For the next turn, he dipped me, lifting me up, only to guide my legs around his side; the slit fell apart slightly, revealing skin; his hands trailed up the skin; right in the open, my whole