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“I think you need to be handled,” I said, dragging the words slow. “You need to be reminded you’re not alone. That you don’t have to carry it all.”

His body twitched beneath me, a shudder of denial and need. That’s when I felt it, the flicker of panic, raw and bright across the bond.

Good.

I yanked him forward, shoving him over the coffee table. He caught himself on his forearms with a curse. I followed, pressing him down with my full weight.

“You don’t get to disappear,” I growled against his neck. “Not from me. Not from us.”

I yanked his pants down rough, his cock already hard. I wrapped a hand around it, firm.

“Fuck,” he gasped.

“Mackenzie,” I called, my fingers stroking his inner things. “Come here, baby girl.”

She moved instantly, sitting on the little footstool, just inside his line of sight.

“Look at her,” I murmured, “You really think she’s not turned on by this? Watching her alpha squirm?”

The flush rising up her throat gave her away. I didn’t even need the bond to know she was soaked.

My grip on Justice tightened. His pulse kicked harder.

“Mackenzie.” I purred, “Show your alpha how wet you are.”

She didn’t hesitate in the slightest. She bit her lip and lifted the hem of her dress. She was, indeed, soaked.

“She’s made a mess of your panties, Just.” I stage whispered. The reminder of the cruise sent a shiver down his spine. She had a whole closet full of panties now.

“Ren,” he growled. I was sure he meant that to sound dangerous, but it just sounded needy.

“You want to go all-in on how hard Theo’s dick is right now?”

He stilled, and I literally felt his brain short circuit. There was a flash of white hot lust chased with a sense of dread.

I leaned more weight onto his back, pinning him and cupped his balls with my free hand.

“Tell your boy to come here.”

He shot a glace at me over his shoulder, like he was unsure that even gravity existed.

I smiled and raised an eyebrow. This was a trust fall, and he knew it. All he had to do was let go.

“Theo,” he finally managed, voice strained, “come here.”

Justice was sipping air, shallow, shaky breaths. He didn’t take his eyes off me.

“Tell him,” I said, steady. “Get his hand wet, dripping in her slick.”

He hesitated. I waited.

“Theo,” he said finally, voice tight, “touch her. I want your fingers soaked.”

Mackenzie made a noise somewhere between a giggle and a growl.

“So helpful,” I winked at her as she shimmied out of her panties and held her skirt in her teeth. She leaned back andspread her legs wide. Theo nipped at her thigh as he pumped three fingers in her, fast and dirty.

Justice finally ripped his eyes from me to take in the glorious sight.