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Shooting Snyder a grin, I said, “She’s got spunk. I’ll give her that.”

I dropped down on one knee, fitting my lock-picking kit into the locked doorknob. Within two seconds, I had it picked, and the door opened.

She gasped, then screamed, “Get out!” before throwing a towel at me.

“You know, I may be a fucking asshole, Shasta, but I’m man enough to admit when I say something stupid. I’m sorry that what I said upset you. I didn’t mean for you to take it that way.”

She sniffed, her eyes brimming with tears. “I’m just so stupid. How did I ever think that fucking you both would fix the problems in my relationship?”

I grinned. “My cock will fix anything.”

“Except herpes,” Snyder chipped in.

Shasta’s eyes widened and I could see her wheels turning.

“For the record, I don’t have herpes. Tell her the truth, assmunch.”

Snyder knew the punch was coming, but I still made it fucking hurt.

He rubbed at his shoulder. “Okay, okay, he doesn’t have fucking herpes. He’s just a walking infestation.”

I punched him again. Same spot. “That didn’t help ease her worries.”

“All the members have to get monthly STD checks, Shasta. So do the sweet butts. Everyone’s clean and herpes free. Even him.”

She let out a shaky breath, but covered herself like she suddenly felt very exposed.

“No use covering up, Shasta, my cum is leaking down your thighs.”

Her eyes slowly moved down her legs, grimacing when she realized I was right.

“I need a shower.”

“Okay.”

I started walking toward her until she raised up her hand, putting distance between us. “Alone.”

“You shouldn’t be alone right now, Shasta,” Snyder encouraged.

“Why? Because I’m so pathetic that you think I’m going to kill myself? Newsflash, Snyder, you’re not that important.” Her menacing glare turned on me. “Neither of you are.”

Yeah, her defiant little words had both of us raging. Before she could react, we were on her, caging her in between our muscled bodies.

Snyder got to her first, gripping her chin with such possession it had me a little jealous.

“You’ll learn quickly who you belong to, Shasta.”

That’s when I moved in, pressing my growing erection against her thigh.

“All of us,” I whispered, trailing my kisses down her neck.

Her eyes slid shut, and she moaned as Snyder took her lips, delving his tongue in places I wanted to be.

“Take your shower, sweetheart. But when you get out, we’re going to show you just how important we fucking are.”

He motioned for me to follow him, and I was reluctant until I saw his deadly stare. I was in for some shit, and he needed her to be distracted in order to talk to me.

We closed her in the tiny bathroom, allowing her the space she needed to clear her head.


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