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D espite growing up above a tavern, I never got messy drunk, and neither did my friends.

We did that when we were fifteen, spent a night in the cells, and then woke up with the worst hangover ever in the cell next to another group of drunk people who missed the chamber pot every time they puked, pissed, or shat. The smell was unholy.

We were stupid sometimes, but we learned our lesson the first time.

We ended up in the cells the other times for reasons other than drunken shenanigans.

So, we drank enough at the party to feel nice, but not enough that we couldn’t still run a business or end up in the cells again.

The Guttertown constables would be looking the other way for a lot of shit tonight, but not everything.

The barn wasn’t as fancy as the first time I was here with these men. Ollie refused to let anyone proceed until he ran inside to get blankets and candles.

I was just as nervous as I was the first time I was here. It had been so perfect with Ollie, Beck, and Ronan, but this was Neco. Even when I hated him, I still loved him. I didn’t want to lose him again.

He was just leaning against the post with his arms crossed and he had no right looking that sexy.

“Promise me this isn’t going to change anything,” I said.

Neco stalked over to me and yanked me to his chest.

“Oh, this is going to change everything.”

And then he kissed me. It was gentle but passionate.

And I knew everything would change, but for the better.

Neco Argent was mine now. He was mine just like Ollie, Ronan, and Beck were.

Everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.

We were back together, stronger than ever, and I didn’t have to hide anymore.

“Ollie better get back soon or I’m going to have you in the hay,” Neco growled.

“You’d better not,” Ollie said, coming back in with his arms full. “Everyone else might see her as a Guttertown brat, but to us, she’s the bloody Queen of Nestran. You don’t fuck the Queen of Nestran on hay, Neco.”

“I don’t know,” Beck snorted. “Leodos is in love with the future Queen of Nestran and spent time in Guttertown. It could happen.”

I fell out laughing because I had a feeling Leodos was never going to tell her. Ronan stepped forward and pressed me between him and Neco.

“I think Lucy would be into it if her lover wanted her so much, that he just threw her down on the hay because he couldn’t wait for a blanket,” Ronan said, licking my ear.

I couldn’t help the moan that came out of me, but Neco snatched me away from Ronan.

“We can share her later. I want her to myself first and I won’t stab you for watching. I think I might like it.”

“We need some rules,” Ollie said. “You can’t threaten to stab us every time you want alone time with Lucy.”

“Why not? I’m good at it,” Neco smirked.

“No stabbing. I’m not picking, either. You’re going to have to work that out amongst yourselves.”

“And we would have let you go first without the threat, arsehole,” Beck said.

Neco just grunted and started tugging on my shirt.

“May I?”

“Of course, but you all need to watch my stitches or I’m going to have to leave to find Basselt. I’m hoping he got drunk enough to make a move on Mom.”

Neco was reverent when he pulled my shirt off. As soon as my father left and my secret was out, I went back upstairs and took my bindings off. I was considering burning them. Today was the first time I was out in public without my chest bound.

It was freeing, but for once, I didn’t have the urge to cross my arms over my chest when one of them took my shirt off. This was me. I wasn’t ashamed, and I didn’t have to hide anymore. My men enjoyed it based on the growls around the barn as soon as my breasts were bare.

Neco stepped into my personal space and looked down at me.

“You always were the most beautiful thing in Nestran, even when I thought you were a man.”

I could have been a total arsehole because everyone knew Princess Esylle was the most beautiful woman in Nestran, but I didn’t.

That was actually insanely sweet and Neco didn’t lie.

He just didn’t say anything if he didn’t want to tell the truth.

I actually blushed because Neco really did believe that.

“Neco…”

“Shh. Let me just look at you. I used to imagine this and beat myself up because I thought we were siblings. You’re a little different without your clothes on than I pictured, but fuck, are you still perfect, anyway.”

“Damn, when he actually opens his mouth, he’s smooth,” Ollie grumbled.

“He’s perfect,” I said. “When do I get to see you naked? I might want to stare, too.”

“Oh, no, Lucy. I’m barely holding myself back. When these clothes come off, you’re going to have about two seconds before I have you on your back with my face buried between your thighs.”

“Oh, gods, Neco, you can’t say shit like that,” I moaned.

“Too late,” he growled, shimmying out of his clothes in seconds.

Neco was on me in seconds, but he was just so gentle when he placed me on the blankets.

I was actually back to wanting to murder Neco Argent.

He had me pinned to the blanket, and he’d lick my clit until I was so close and then just stop.

And since he had me pinned down, I couldn’t kick him in the face like I wanted.

“Neco, I’m going to get Keeva to teach me to kill you,” I growled.

Neco just chuckled and stopped licking me again.

“What the giant isn’t telling you because his tongue is busy is that when he does let you cum, it’s going to be really intense,” Beck said.

“Don’t hit him because you’ll be thanking him later,” Ollie said.

“We’ll go over there and help him hold you down,” Ronan warned.

“I hate all of—Oh, fuck!”

Neco was a sly fucker. He didn’t stop that time and my orgasm took hold of my entire body. I was pretty sure they were all just fucking with me like we did when we were kids because it felt like Neco was torturing me for kicks.

I was wrong. I was so wrong and I could admit that. It was intense, and it never seemed to stop. It seemed like it was going to go on forever and then I was limp on the blankets.

“First of all, fuck you all for being right about that.”

They all started laughing at me.

“Lucy, two of us live in a brothel and we tell each other everything. The girls talk and some of them wanted to make sure they didn’t send men into the world who were bad in bed.

None of them fucked us aside from that one time we paid for it, but I guess you could say we were their apprentices,” Beck said.

“I’ll have to give them a round of drinks on the house in thanks. Can I touch you, Neco?”

Because I didn’t know how to navigate naked Neco. He was particular about being touched. It had to be someone he cared about and it had to be on his terms. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

“You can always touch me, but not right now. I need to be inside you.”

“Then do it.”

There were a lot of things I could always expect from Neco Argent, but he also surprised me all the time. It was gentle, but it was so just so intense. Neco’s eyes never left mine, and I completely forgot we were being watched. It was like we were the only people in Nestran right now.

I couldn’t help clawing at Neco’s back and he seemed into it.

“Scratch me up, Lucy,” he growled. “I want to wear your marks and remember this.”

Fuck. I didn’t take Neco for being so good at bedroom talk since he only spoke when he had something to say, but it was doing things to me.

“Come, Lucy,” Neco growled.

Yeah, that shouldn’t have worked, but it did. I might have drawn blood when I scratched his back. Neco bit me when he came and yeah, I was into that, too.

Neco held me and rested his forehead on mine.

“Is it too soon to say I love you?” he whispered.

“No, because I love you, too. I love all of you. And I want to show you.”

Because this celebration wasn’t done yet.