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“I take it back,” Levi says, fingers tugging at my hair. “You are a bad girl. So fucking bad.”

This.This is when I feel right. When my body is in motion, filled and stretched. I love the taste of Levi in my mouth and the feel of Silas deep in my core. Silas’ teeth bare down on my shoulder, and he palms my tits. They’re everywhere. Slippery and hot.

Mine.

The urge for more consumes me and I ease back from Levi’s cock, sucking at the tip. I look up at him, skin pink, a swipe of blood across his hip. His fingers brush hair off my cheek and I say, “I want you in me when you come.”

Silas kisses my neck and starts to lift me up, but I press back down. “No. Both of you.” I know from Rex and Elon I can take both of them, and that need to feel full is overwhelming. My legs spread and Levi lowers himself. It’s awkward, with limbs and dicks and fluid everywhere, but when he straddles the two of us and slides his cock next to Silas’ my eyesight grows fuzzy, black spots clouding the edges. It feels so good. The stretch so intense—so right, that my orgasm rips through me on the first thrust.

“Oh!” I cry, struggling to stay coherent.

“That’s it, baby,” Silas says, grunting in my ear. His arm wraps around my waist and he holds me to him. I fall into the sound of his breathing, the little words whispered in my ear, the final hiss as he comes, spilling his hot seed inside.

The two of us are lax, slumped in the chair while Levi continues to pound into me with absolute abandon. This man. My partner.My guide. He led me here, to this moment, to this depravity of blood and sweat and semen. His hair flops over his forehead, the long line of his jaw clenched tight. He’s an angel—fallen like the rest of us. A long groan building in his chest and he grips the base of his cock and I close my eyes as he makes his final thrust.

Then it’s just the three of us, a pile of heavy breath, sticky skin, fused bodies.

“Jesus Christ,” Silas says, shifting beneath me. “I knew you two had your thing, but fuck, it looks like a goddam massacre in here.”

I open my eyes and all I see is blood, smeared across the three of us. Levi bends over and kisses me gently. “Are we okay?”

“We’re perfect.”

“You two are monsters,” Silas says, easing me off him and stretching his legs. “I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to walk again.”

Levi rolls his eyes, but helps me stand. He wraps his arms around me. “What are you going to do about Anex? Still determined to play bait?”

“I still want to do something. I mean, I plan on it, but you’re right. It should be something we all agree on.”

“Any ideas?” Silas asks, cleaning up with his T-shirt.

“Yeah,” I say. “But to make it work, I think I’m going to need some help.”

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Silas

“Do you think we should go up there?” Rex asks, glancing at the staircase.

“No,” Levi says, continuing to read and flipping the page of his book.

“I’m just not sure they should be alone.”

“Rex,” I say, “she’s talking to her mother. I think she can handle it.”

He runs his hands through his hair, a clear sign of agitation. It’s not a surprise Rex is possessive of Imogene, he chose her after all, but this isn’t jealousy that he’s feeling. It’s insecurity. For all their time estranged, Camille is still her mother. And mother’s carry weight.

“She just may want some support—a little back up as she presents her idea,” Rex continues, pacing in front of the fireplace. “What if Camille tells her it’s shit? Or encourages her to do something different? Her idea is good, but Camille can be a little….”

“Controlling?” Elon says. He’s holding a stick in one hand and a knife in the other. Somewhere along the way he decided to take up whittling. I suppose it’s better than fighting for money.

“Bossy?” Levi tosses out.

I roll my eyes at both of them. “I’d say protective.”

After talking it over as a group, Imogene had the idea to talk to her mother about ways to lure Anex out without putting herself at too much risk. At first, Camille didn’t want to discuss it—any level of danger was too much. But after Imogene pled her case, they came up with a plan. They’re in an upstairs bedroom on a call right now.

A call we weren’t invited to participate in—hence Rex pulling his hair out.