Page 98 of Dangerous Men

I love my brothers, I really do, all three of them, but Viper never learned to play nice with others, and it has caused… problems in the past. It’s one of the reasons Alec has never really dated, not seriously anyway. We don’t know what he’d do with a stranger in the house, especially a woman.

“How long do you think we have until he finds out about her?” I ask, not even bothering to hide the panic in my voice.

Alec shrugs, his back still to me.

“A few days?” he answers. “A week if we’re lucky. And when are we ever lucky?”

He’s right. We can’t rely on luck to help us out here. Empires aren’t built on luck. They’re built on blood and sweat and more dead bodies than I’d care to remember.

I sit up, feet planted back on the ground. I need to feel grounded, need to feel the world under me, steadying me.

“You’re awful fucking calm, considering,” I accuse, eyes narrowing. Alec is tense, sure, but that’s nothing new. He doesn’t look as panicked as he should be. He looks like he’s doing his fucking taxes.

Me? My leg is bouncing up and down, the muscles twitching in my shoulder, telling me tomovetofight. I couldn’t calm down even if I wantedto.

When Alec just shrugs, finally turning his back on the view and settling into his desk chair, it hits me.

I grin.

“You fucked her, didn’t you?” He doesn’t deny it, and I bark a quick laugh. “Holy shit, you did. You fucking dog.”

Alec exhales loudly.

“How was she?” I ask, leaning forward eagerly.

I won’t pretend I haven’t been thinking about it, almost to the point of obsession. The night of the banquet was incredible, but our night together, one-on-one? Fuckingoutstanding. And I can’t wait for a repeat. I can’t wait formore.

“She was…” Alec drums his fingers on his desk, considering. “She wasexquisite.”

I groan, my dick kicking into high gear just thinking about it.

Exquisite.

Yeah, that describes our girl perfectly, doesn’t it?

She’d been so timid, so naïve, looking at all those toys Alec bought for her. Such an innocent little thing. And I’d been patient, hadn’t pushed her too far—hell, I’d practically been a saint, when all I’d wanted to do was roll her over and show her exactly how I liked it best.

I was being so fucking patient.

But the second she’d slipped that little mouth of hers around the head of my cock, all that restraint had gone right out the window. I’d thought we would have a fun night just for her, a night that was all about her pleasure and figuring out what she enjoyed.

And I’d ended the night fucking her mouth so hard I could come again just thinking about it.

I hadn’t mentioned that part to Alec, of course. We’d both agreed to be gentle with her, introduce these things slowly, overtime. You don’t want to scare off an exquisite little thing like Sydney by pulling out the nipple clamps too soon.

But she’d loved my hands in her hair, loved me forcing my cock down her throat. I could see it in her eyes, could feel it in the way her body reacted.

She was going toloveall the things I wanted to do to her.

I’m rubbing myself through the fabric of my pants, lost in the memory, when Alec sighs in irritation.

“Keep your dick in your fucking pants, Ashton,” he snaps. “I’m sick of paying to have the couches cleaned.”

I shoot him a grin, but I stop, leaning back on the couch and stretching my arms out on either side of me.

“She’s fair game now, right?” I ask, not looking at Alec to confirm. “You broke the seal. She’s ours now.”

Alec glares at me.