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“It’s quite straightforward,” Adonis says.

“Each player draws a card from the deck. The number on the card dictates how many drinks they can assign to another player, ranging from 1 to 10. Each player gets one face card in the beginning and can use it until a new round—they hold special powers.” He dramatically places a face card on the table, showcasing its significance.

“For instance, a King possesses the ability known as ‘reverse.’ With the reverse card, you can select another player to swap their assigned drink amounts, turning the tables in an instant.” Adonis continues, “Then there’s the Queen.

Her power is ‘impersonation,’ which allows the player to choose a demon, we are all called demons in this game, by the way,” he quickly elaborates, “for an entire round—if they fail to mock the demon they are impersonating, they have to finish their drink.” With a flourish, he points to a Jack and says, “The Jack is the ‘charm’ card. This card compels any two players to share a drink, and they have to chug it simultaneously using two straws.” Finally, Adonis slaps an Ace onto the table, “Now, the Ace isn’t a face card, but you definitely don’t want to draw it.

When it appears, the holder must chug a full drink.

If their drink isn’t filled to the top, they must fill it before chugging. ”

“Don’t forget about the challenge bowl!” Amelia perks up from her chair.

“That’s right, thanks. So, after a player assigns drinks, they can also pull a challenge slip from the bowl.

If they complete the challenge without hesitation, they assign a drink to someone, but if they fail, they drink.

Challenges can be light-hearted, such as singing a song, telling a joke, or asking a personal question. ”

“Or running a naked lap around the house!” I quip. Adonis gives me a look, and I wink at him. He smiles at me and shakes his head. “After each player has had their turn to draw a card, the round ends, and a new round starts. The goal is to keep the game lively, entertaining, and engaging.”

“What’s the end game here? How do we win?” Carter asks.

Dax passes the joint back to Killian and says, “The game continues until everyone feels that they’ve had enough fun or the drinks run out…”

“That sounds easy enough!” I say .

Killian kisses my shoulder. “Love you,” he whispers for just me to hear. I whisper it back and then get off his lap and take my seat next to him.

Adonis shuffles the face cards and hands one out to each of us. I pick mine up and smile, Jack, charm.

“Oh, come on!” Adonis says, his voice laced with irritation.

“Someone has the Ace…” Amelia smirks.

“So we’re all demons?” Carter asks.

“Exactly,” Dax says with a big grin on his face. I look over at him and smile. I really wish we could finish what we started outside…

“Alright, cool. I could be a demon,” Carter says, and we all can’t help but laugh.

“What? I could.”

“Yeah, bro, keep telling yourself that,” Jules teases.

The night carries on with Demon’s Delight. We are all shit-faced, especially Adonis, who kept drawing aces all night and had to keep chugging his drink. Plus, I kept making him share drinks with either Carter or Jules.

“Ya know,” Adonis says, slapping Carter’s back. “I’m glad you didn’t get wiped off your mom’s back... you’re a cool dude.” Carter gives a hearty laugh and the rest of us chime in.

“Thanks, man,” Carter sways.

Seeing Adonis let loose like this makes my heart flutter.

Carter stumbles to my couch and plops down face-first. He is passed out within 30 seconds.

Jules has been throwing up in the guest bedroom for the past hour while Amelia holds her hair back .

“Night,” I whisper to a snoring Carter as I turn off the living room lights.

I stumble into my room, stripping my clothes off before closing my door.

“I don’t cares wh-which ones of ya stuff me tonight, butttt, I wanna be triple stu-stuffed!” I hiccup.

“Woah,” Dax catches me before I fall. “I think it’s time to sleep. We aren’t into somnophilia.”

“Mmmm, you’re no funs!” I stick my lip out and pout.

Dax lifts me off my feet and then sets me on my bed. Killian pulls me in, snuggling me against his warm chest. Adonis is already passed out, snoring on my floor.

Dax grabs my stuffed bear, which I’ve had since childhood, and places it in Adonis’ arms. He holds the teddy bear tightly to his chest as he rolls over.

I act like I take a photo with my imaginary camera. “Hope that one isn’t for the spank bank, too,” Dax teases as he climbs into bed with us. He reaches over me, holding both Killian and me. I inhale their scents and enjoy the feeling of their embrace.

“Night, Daxie Poo.” I reach out, pulling him closer to me. He laughs in my ear, “Daxie Poo… that is awful!” Killian laughs along, pushing his strong body against my back. I nuzzle his cock.

“Night, Killy Willy.”

“Good gods, Dani. You are horrible at nicknames,” he jokes while kissing my temple.

I’m nuzzled between Dax and Killian, and I almost forget Adonis is passed out on my floor.

“Love you all,” I mumble.

I let their warmth carry me away into a blissful sleep.