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“Over a year,” I admitted.

“Have you been underhanded with me about everything, Daren? Or just this?”

“I’m loyal,” I promised, and it was the truth. I might not always understand the hows or the whys, but I was loyal. “To you and to the Thorns…”

He sensed my hesitation.

“But?”

“But I love him,” I said.

Luca whined against my palm, teeth gnashing against my skin.

“How innocent,” Fletcher said with a frown. “To think any of that matters.”

Chapter 31

Luca

Daren’s slick fingers and Fletcher’s cruel words were almost enough to make me come untouched. I groaned, relaxing and letting Daren’s fingers get as deep inside of me as they could reach, focusing on the wet press of his palm on my mouth and the callused grip of Fletcher’s hand against my face.

I wanted him.

I wantedhim.

I wanted them both.

“Love is a liability, Daren,” Fletcher said, climbing off of the bed.

I winced, immediately missing the proximity of his body heat, but Daren was quick to fill the absence, stretching his three fingers inside of me until I screamed against his hand.

“I don’t care,” Daren told him, gorgeous and sincere eyes locked on me.

“Does he?” Fletcher asked, acknowledging me for the first time.

Daren dragged his palm away from my mouth, resting it on my throat.

“Not as much as I should,” I answered, giving Daren a knowing look before my stare darted up toward Fletcher. “I love him, but…I wantyou.”

“Sex is just as bad, Luca,” Fletcher said, lips angled into an almost frown.

“Is that why you won’t fuck him?”

He huffed. “I think the question you’re meaning to ask is that why Gideon North won’t fuckyou?”

Daren pulled his fingers halfway out of me and spit on his knuckles before pushing back inside. I twisted beneath him, arching off the bed with a groan.

“Gideon doesn’t fuck anybody,” I said, “but I do.”

“Does it bother you?” Fletcher looked to Daren, eyes narrowed. “That you sit there and say you love him, and in the next breath he’s begging me to fuck?”

Daren shifted his hand so it was palm up, the heel of his hand cradling my balls. The way they talked to each other like I wasn’t even there was fuckingdoingthings to me, and if one of them didn’t get it together and fuck me soon, I was going to throw myself off the roof.

“He’s asking you to get in his asshole, Fletcher, not his heart.”

Fletcher’s mouth quirked up into the first honest smile I’d ever seen, and he let out a quiet laugh, hand resting on his belt. “Is that what you want? You want me in your asshole, Luca?”

I shivered, and Daren wiggled a fourth finger into me. Spreading my legs wider, I planted my feet on the mattress and closed my eyes.