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Just like the first day I arrived at Bristlebrook, only this time all my brutes are here.

I tuck my fingers into his waistband, and Jayk tenses, the knuckles on his bracing hand growing white over the edge of the cabinet.

Ambitious. I can be ambitious .

“Ooh, free mouth-fucking? I want in.” Lucky comes up beside us, stroking my cheek in greeting, and I smile impishly up at him.

“Fuck off. It’s my mouth to fuck. Get your own. And fuck you very much for the washing machine, by the way.” Jayk shoves a snickering Lucky back and turns, dragging me possessively back down to his cock. His voice lowers, hot and gruff. “Slap my legs if you need to, sugar. You know the drill.”

Lucky staggers back, then hops up onto the cabinet to watch us, unperturbed. “Did that this morning. Had a blast. Down to try that mouth again, though. And you’re so very welcome, cutie. Have fun filling her up. I hear the spin cycle’s a blast.”

Before Jayk can argue, I start tugging down his sweats until his thick cock springs free. His hand tightens in my hair as I lean in, licking up his length in a long, hot swipe. He’s satin and steel under my tongue, and I’ve missed his taste so much I feel greedy for it.

Jayk’s breath leaves him in a hard exhale.

A lusty, resigned exhale.

Maybe if I’m quiet enough, I can just work my way through all of them.

“I think I was meant to be Bimbo,” Beau drawls, fluffing up a pillow and dragging it under his head. “Pretty sure Dom is Bozo.”

“Ah, and it all becomes clear,” Jasper murmurs from somewhere behind me. “Did you enjoy your scene?”

Steadying myself on his thighs, I suck and kiss and lick Jayk’s cock. He’s hot and freshly showered, and he throbs in my mouth as I suck on him gently, enjoying the rare chance to explore.

He usually just takes my mouth and fucks it the way he wants.

“Our patient was a very dedicated little slut for us,” Dom says gruffly, and I let out a happy, muffled sigh around Jayk’s cock.

My body still feels deliciously used, and it’s turning slippery for more.

Muttering irritably, Jayk tunnels two hands into my hair, yanks me close to his body, and starts fucking my mouth. My fingers dig into his hips, and I shudder at the sudden onslaught.

His cock slides between my lips, filling my mouth, tapping my throat roughly, and I moan as he grunts.

I love it when he takes.

“It doesn’t look like she’s done,” Jasper muses.

“She was ,” Beau mutters, sounding somewhere between amused and miffed.

The lush, needy ache in me spreads to my breasts. It deepens, throbbing low in my abdomen while they talk about me.

As Jayk uses me in front of them.

I run my hands over Jayk’s abs, his thighs, tonguing his cock as best I can as he drills my mouth with rough, greedy thrusts. He’s gripping my face against him so I can’t look at the others, butI can hear Jasper is behind me.

And he’s right.

I’m not done.

Feeling bold, I spread my legs over the floorboards, arching my back deeply for him, and I hear a sharp inhale... followed by his low, silken chuckle.

“Hm. I think our little submissive is asking for something.”

Dom lets out a hard, amused snort. “Trouble. She’s asking for trouble.”

“Why the fuck do you all have to make thisso weird?” Jayk complains to the others, his voice thick and throaty. “Just fuck off and let a man come in peace!”

“ Is it weird?” Lucky asks. “Hey, Beau, do you think it’s weird?”

“I think it’s weirder that he’d ask his poor, deprived comrades to miss out on the fun,” Beau replies tartly.

“You spent half the day fucking her,” Jayk bitches, but he’s distracted, his breathing growing ragged.

Somewhere in the room, I hear the slide of a drawer opening.

Jayk’s cock begins to leak against my tongue, and he groans softly. I look up, and his gaze snags mine. Slowly, some of the tension trickles out of him, and he thrusts deeper into my mouth.

I whimper around his cock as he fills my throat, and he curses.

There’s a brief pause and Dom mutters, “Look at her cunt. She does like a rough fuck, doesn’t she?”

Jasper makes a dark, delicate sound of agreement. “She’s a cruel thing. She might not be as loud about it as my other brat, but she enjoys taunting us. She knows she’s getting us hard.”

Lucky’s laugh has hot, husky edges, and he sinks down to sit against the cabinets beside me. I feel his gaze like teasing hands all over my body.

He lowers his voice. “Fuck, beautiful. You’re so damn pretty when you’re bare.”

My fingers tighten on Jayk’s abs, getting lost in the praise and crude taunts around me. Drunk and dizzied by their eyes on me, and the hungry scent of Jayk’s spilling need, and the unbearably provocative feeling of his cock pumping against my sensitive lips.

“Eden, do you recall the challenge I set you in the woods after Cyanide?” Jasper’s voice is as smooth and threatening as the richly fragrant leather paddles hanging above me, and the cool clip of his loafers punctuates his question.

Click.

Click.

“Miss Manners can’t speak. Her mouth is full,” Jayk snipes.

Suddenly, he yanks his dripping dick out of my mouth, and I suck in a harsh, ragged breath. Holding his cock up, he drags my mouth down to his balls. They’re hot and heavy, and I lick over them with wet, hungry attention.

Click.

“Suck, sugar,” he demands, and I shudder, then draw them into my mouth, one by one.

“What happened in the woods?” Lucky asks, his head swiveling up. “Was this back when you betrayed me and handed me off to Dom for babysitting?”

Watching him in my peripherals, my gaze snags on Lucky’s tight chest. My tongue sliding over Jayk, I admire the colorful sprawl of Lucky’s muscular arms and the golden mess of his hair, braided back off his face and falling loose around his shoulders.

Dom’s voice is mordant. “And here I was, thinking we had a nice night together.”

Click .

Holding his throbbing cock, Jayk drags my mouth wetly along it.

Click .

Click .

Jasper sounds nearer—dangerously so, and I shiver as I track his footsteps behind me.

“It was a curious matter. It seems Eden had some difficulty recognizing who was touching her the first night she arrived here at Bristlebrook. Who had their mouth on her. Who had their fingers in her pretty little cunt.” Jasper’s voice turns like a blade, the sharp edge tilted out, threatening to cut.

“I told her I expected her to learn the difference, whether she could see us or not, and I must admit, I’m beginning to wonder. ..”

Click.

“Do you think she has?”

Jayk’s cock cuts off my breathy moan. My knees are biting hard into the floorboards, and I’m covered in shivery little goosebumps.

The threat in Jasper is clear, but I’m sure this is a test I can win. I know them now. I know their tastes and their scents. I know their bodies. I know how they handle me.

More than anything, though, I’m thrilled at the idea of proving it.

Jayk scoffs. Without looking down at me, he buries his cock deep in my throat. Holding my face there, he strokes my cheekbone as my fingers dig into him again. I fight for air through my nose, my mouth leaking around him, and I moan helplessly.

My needy, neglected clit throbs, and I look up as he presses my face into him, begging desperately with my eyes for him to fuck me... but his heavy-lidded gaze is still fixed behind me.

“She sure as fuck knows me anywhere.” Jayk smirks, rough and taunting, and he punctuates his claim with a dizzying thrust. “I’m the one who gets her off.”

Lucky sighs. “My man, I had to explain foreplay to you. It’s a miracle you’re not going in dry.”

“To be fair to Jayk,” Dom begins darkly, and there’s a soft creak as someone rolls off the bed, “sucking cock is foreplay for our little slut.”

There’s another creak, and then Beau mutters, “How is she this fucking wet again ? She was legless for thirty minutes.”

I rake my nails over Jayk in sharp demand, and he snorts, fucking into my throat again in answer.

He leans back heavily against the cabinets, spreading his legs to give me more room.

His sweats are pooled around his ankles, and my saliva drips over his balls as he begins to fuck my mouth with rough, delicious urgency.

Click.

Click.

I shift again, trying to keep a pretty posture for Jasper while Jaykob makes a mess of me.

“Eden, your safeword? Is there anything you’d like to. .. Jaykob. Jaykob, will you let her take your filthy cock out of her mouth for just a moment? Please ?” Jasper’s patience is forced, but it’s present, and Jayk mutters a sigh.

He yanks my mouth off his dick, and I gasp for air, shivering at the loss.

In a hoarse, hurried rush, I tell the room, “Bristlebrook. No changes to my list. Please can I have Jayk’s filthy cock back in my mouth?”

Jayk grunts his approval, his grip in my hair tensing to move me back when Jasper lifts a hand. “Just a moment.”

I blink, realizing I can see Jasper’s hand. I can see Jasper, standing tall and silken and lethally beautiful beside me.

I can see all of them.

Beau sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me as he leans his veined forearms over his knees. Dom walking around slowly, his eyes hot on my body. Lucky sprawled beside me, impish dimples teasing his cheeks. Jayk standing over me, his cock in hand... while he doesn’t try to escape.

All of them, watching me.

A heavy, padded black blindfold drops, dangling from one of Jasper’s cool, slender fingers.

“A test, Eden. Do you think you can tell us apart?”

My slow inhale is shaky with need, some of my giggly giddiness burning off as the idea of it sinks in. Jasper’s serious. He wants me blindfolded as they touch me. Kiss me.

Fuck me.

He wants me to study them. He wants me to know who has me.

Staring at the blindfold, I whisper, “Yes, please.”

“Good girl,” Jasper murmurs.

He steps in close, batting Jayk’s hand from my hair as he coaxes me around to face the room. Tenderly, he smooths the loose strands back from my face, and his dark eyes are soft, not feeling like galaxies at all anymore. Nothing so far away.