Chapter 320: Chapter 320

They men were so engrossed in what they were doing that they had forgotten one thing! Shelby’s dance! Thad only remembered a little too late what could happen when Shelby let go....

Those who knew Shelby, also knew of the fact that she would have loved to dance daily. It was her passion, but the repercussions were usually negative. Why dance, when it would attract vipers? The ’Oh NO!’ followed individual memories.

Brad was drawn back to that night—that fateful night when Shelby had bewitched him so much from a similar dance that he had nearly committed an unforgivable act!

Royston had his own share of Shelby’s dance, and he would usually smile at that memory. He once peeked at the three friends, Ava, Shelby, and Brianna, during their ’girls’ time’ and saw Shelby dancing.

That was the day he would never forget in his life. Royston may have had a crush on Shelby before then, but after that night, he was smitten! He still had wet dreams about that scene even after years.

His heart skipped a beat at the thought that he was going to be treated to another scene like that at the festival, but Royston felt possessive and did not want to with anyone else. But those were his wild wishes for what could he do with such a crowd around and most importantly, what right did he have over Shelby?

As for Rocky, how could he not know his sister?

Rocky inched closer to Brad and asked, "Please tell me that brother Ian is around here somewhere...."

"He is," Brad said absentmindedly. He wanted to watch Shelby dance. The heavens knew that Brad wanted that more than anything, but remembering what Ingrid’s voice could do, Brad averted his gaze with a single thought. ’It’s best to remove the cause of any temptations from one’s life!’

"Matt? Nicholas?" Rocky called out, but hearing no response from the two, he turned to see their eyes glued to the women, and he did not have to look to know that they were looking at his sister.

"It’s a nuisance to be that beautiful and enchanting!" Rocky turned and slapped the back of their heads.

"WHAT!" Their eyes were red as if being roused from an enchantment.

"Wipe off the nosebleed!"

Rocky texted Ian, just as Brad did:

"Come get your wife if you want no issues!"

"Come get sissy before we have to call an ambulance for the nose bleeds that she is causing!"

Brad waited a bit, but after receiving no response, he sent another, "SHE IS DANCING!"

Ian had only seen Shelby’s dance in his dreams, but he knew instinctively what that meant!

He replied to both of them.

On the side and in the gathered crowd, only one person still had a clear mind enough to look at Shelby’s twisting and winding, and that was the young woman with the special tattoo: the Timeless Witch.

"It’s interesting!!!! the raw power coming from her is interesting!" the woman murmured, looking at Shelby and the other two. All eyes were glued to Shelby, but she was lost in her moment.

Shelby had let go of Ava and Samantha and was like a goddess, shining! She stomped the grapes gracefully, winding her body like it had no bones, and her arms moved around gracefully like the branches in nature. Her movements were too breathtaking, which is what it did: It took some people’s breath away in its literal sense.

However, no lives were lost. Her simple black dress, similar to Samantha’s, moved around her skin, fluttering over the skin and teasing the eyes that followed with brief glimpse of bare pale thighs. Hearts beat furiously in sync, and the necklace around her neck released a soft glow, catching the attention of the witch who had turned to leave.

She smiled at that glow and the pulsing on one of Shelby’s ring fingers.

"Isn’t that even more interesting?" She smiled, but then turned and disappeared into the crowd. Her part for the night was done.

The exciting part was that Ava and Samantha danced around Shelby as if they were her subjects worshipping Shelby in a ritual dance. Their movements, although paled compared to Shelby’s, completed and complemented Shelby instead.

Three distinct personalities: Ava—an elegant foreign beauty with a mature charm; Samantha—a youthful, playful spirit radiating warmth and sweetness; and Shelby—an ethereal presence exuding sophistication and quiet power. Each so different, yet together, they fit seamlessly, like pieces of a puzzle destined to complement and complete one another.

After a while, the other people in the large tub gradually stopped moving, and their eyes were trained on Shelby as well.

All chatter and movement came to an end with all focus on them, but Shelby was oblivious to this.

Even though Rocky was worried, he knew that Shelby would not be harmed with them around. However, he couldn’t help looking around for Ian, and it did not take long for him to appear in all his majestic glory and presence.

Ian stopped short, and his heart thumped in his chest. It was even better than the dream. His heart warmed as his gaze trained on Shelby’s reckless abandonment. She was not doing anything indecent, but the looks of the men around her showed precisely what they wanted to do to Shelby.

Ian did not like that someone would look at his wife that way. He stormed through the crowd, each person in his way silently parting the way for him, even without him saying anything.

Ian raised his arms at the edge of the large wooden basin, and Shelby leaned down into his embrace.

"You came!" She smiled widely and panted softly.

He carried her out of it, and not even minding that her legs were smeared with the grape juice, he wound her legs around his waist.

"I want to dance a little more!" She pouted,

"Nope! I need to get you out of here before something bad happens!"

"What could possibly happen? I am only dancing!"

"A lot can happen from that! I need to get you out of here before I kill someone!" Shelby giggled playfully and Ian kissed her soundly. A long and deep kiss, not even bothering where they were.

"Now, let’s go finish what you started!"

"What did I start?" Shelby asked innocently, burring her face in Ian’s chest.

"You’ll know in a little while!"

Royston, at his stand, watched in deep helplessness. He watched as Ian took Shelby away. Royston wished for more than anything to be the one carrying Shelby away, but he knew that he was not powerful enough.

He was not even close to challenging Ian for anything. It was sad that the witch had refused to help him do anything. His only chance was to bid for his time or find someone else who could help him, but he could not think of anyone who could help him at all. Royston was getting desperate, and he was at that point here he knew that he would do literally anything to have Shelby.

Royston may have started harmlessly in his pursuit of Shelby, but gradually, he had gotten to a point where he was compromising many things in order to get what he thought he wanted, but Royston had forgotten that in this world, some things were never meant to be.

The Timeless Witch had warned, but as she had expected, he had chunked the advice aside and had set off on a road of no return. Ian strode with Shelby in his arms, her breast pressed against his chest and her arms around his neck, his nibbled her neck in the full glare of everyone as if the two were in their own world.

They made such a perfect couple that eyes followed them till they got to the parking lot where there were minimal eyes and then Ian flashed out of the place.

Shelby had expected that, though. Her heart raced as they appeared in their back garden. Ian did not set her down but went right back for her lips, making her whimper.

"I-an, not here, don’t..." Her sweet, melodious voice surfaced when she came out for a breath, but Ian continued to plant kisses all over her and then finally set her down. His eyes were flashing or probably glowing was the correct word. Ian stepped to her, his eyes slowly undressing her and spreading warmth and more heat, every single place it landed.

She reached to touch him, but Ian stopped her as if appreciating her very person. He said nothing but his heated gaze was enough to make Shelby’s legs clamp together tightly. Her eyes did its own travelling only for Shelby to meet his bilging lower body.... And then it clicked, ’This is what you meant by ’what I started?’’

Ian lifted the corner of his lips and then finally made a move but it surprised Shelby so much that she squealed and then covered her mouth with her hand. They were outside and she did not want anyone to hear them. It also seemed like Ian was not about to let them into the warmth of their room.

"I want to spread our memories everywhere, my Elfin."

Shelby tinged a very deep shade of rose to the very roots of her hair but before she could digest the statement fully, Ian grabbed her around her waist and lifted her easy. He quickly twirled Shelby so that her groin was around his chest and her lips around his hardened bulge. Shelby’s flare dress flunked down, making the cool air whop around her bare thighs.

"Ian! What are you doing?" She shrieked out.

Even as she shouted, goosebumps appeared all over her legs for the night’s slight chill as well as a subtle anticipation of whatever was about to come. Ian was crazy for her in every way as was she.

Ian chuckled knowingly and then firmed his arms around her waist. They were in a standing 69 position right outdoors and under the stars in a very open place.

He adjusted her and then guided her legs around his neck, bringing her sweet hidden gem closer to him. Before Shelby could understand what he wanted to do, Ian leaned down and blew warm air on her already moist panty while his beard caressed the insides of her thighs.

"Ah!" A weak, sensual moan came out as she understood what exactly they were about to do. Ian pushed her panty aside and continued to blow that warm air on her very pink, moist goodie, waiting to be devoured by him.

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