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“Hey, by the way,” I said to the four of them. “I owe you guys.”

“Owe us?” Kingston asked, raising his eyebrows. His nose was definitely out of alignment and his eye was bruising a dark blue. His swollen lip gave him a tough, sensual look, though, and I hate to admit it but it turned me on.

“You know,” I said and batted my eyelashes at them before setting my drink down, turning around and walking back through the house looking for privacy.

I found it on the second floor, a remote bedroom that didn’t seem to have been torn apart just yet. And it had a lock on the door, so even better.

I looked behind me and found the four of them trailing like I was the Pied Piper and they were following my siren song.

“Will anybody mind if we use this room?” I asked and looked around to determine the owner of the bedroom.

“It’s a guest room, so I doubt it,” Archer said. “This is Mitchell’s house, nobody gives a shit what happens here. As long as his sister is away at boarding school, he basically has the run of the place.”

I clicked the lock into place, turned around and said, “Good, because I don’t want to wait.”

By the way they moved in on me, they didn’t want to wait, either.

Kingston kissed me while Valen and Archer helped me out of my dress. I left the shoes on, I didn’t know why, but they made me feel sexy and wild. And tall. I was finally tall enough to kiss them all without standing on my tippy toes.

Ryker hung around in the background as if too shy to join in. Or perhaps he didn’t want to share with anybody else, which was funny considering he was so brash and outgoing in the fight cage.

I extended my hand, found his belt, and pulled him towards me.

And then I found pure bliss, four of them around me, loving me and touching me all over until I couldn’t tell who belonged to each hand and I no longer cared.

I sunk into it, letting myself go, and letting myself forget about the world and the darkness in it.

That was, as I discovered, the addictive part about sex that nobody talked about. For just a moment, you could let go of everything and let yourself fly.


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