Page 23 of Desolation

“You’d probably know better than me after being with her last night.”

Asmacksounds in the air, snapping our attention to the trio.

“Did he just smack her ass?” Hale asks, picking his jaw up off the ground.

“I think so. Lucky motherfucker. Maybe their plan wasn’t such a bad idea.”

Hale snorts in agreement.

For the past few months, my fantasies have been getting wilder and a little more daring. I’ve been dreaming of turning her ass pink until I feel the sting on my palm. Somehow, I just know she’ll love it.

When she submits to me in private—she’ll learn that I’m the real alpha.

My cock jumps and I snap myself out of it, coming to, sitting and picking some food from the feast laid out in front of us.

I can’t push her too quickly.

Last night, holding her as we slept, it meant more to me than I will ever admit to anyone. I’d rather stab myself in the eye with a dull pencil and twist it. But to myself, I can admit that having Lana’s soft curves pressed against me all night is something I could get used to.

A shadow crosses over me and I look up to find Zedd lowering himself to sit cross-legged next to us. “She doesn’t seem to be backing down from their advances.”

Their advances?

I look towards the other half of our group, my eyes widening at what I missed while I was lost in my thoughts.

The twins have Lana tucked up between them, looking more than a little intimate. Her head is leaning back almost imperceptibly, and I bet if I could look into her eyes, her pupils would be dilated in lust.

Well, shit. Maybe I won’t have to wait as long as I thought to turn her ass pink.

Hale huffs in annoyance. “That didn’t take them long.”

I smirk at the envy in his words. “Oh, don’t start with the jealousy, dude. You’re just upset you didn’t have the balls to do that yourself. It could have been you she was tucked up against.”

Hale’s always so calm and collected that it’s refreshing to see him a little flustered.

Our girl definitely has that effect on all of us.

Our girl.

I like the sound of that.

These four—they’re my brothers. The only guys I would trust to treat Lana the way she deserves. I have no hesitations in sharing her with them.

“We’ll all handle this differently. I prefer subtler methods but to each their own.”

There’s a hint of fear in Hale’s words that Mr. Calm, Cool and Collected is trying to hide. He may be more experienced with women than Zedd but I think he’s hesitant to get physical and likely worried she’ll reject him if he doesn’t.

But I also know Lana.

Knowing it’s all in his head, I clap him on the back. “We’ll all be just fine.”

I should be a professional motivational speaker.

“Trust me, I’m probably more nervous than all of you,” Zedd adds. “I haven’t even kissed a girl before. I’m going to look like a total buffoon.”

“I’m not the most experienced either, believe it or not,” Hale supplies.

Really?I look at him in a different light. He’s gone on plenty of dates, so I’d always assumed that he was as experienced as me and the twins.