I’m being watched and followed. I don’t know who it is and only in the deepest, darkest part of my mind will I admit that I like it. I know I shouldn’t, but I crave for whoever is lurking in the shadows to come into the light. When they do, I’m not prepared, but I’m too curious to not find out where this can lead. Three men want me, but there’s more there than meets the eye.
I’m not sure they’re the right men for me, but under their praise and the way they push my boundaries, I find myself. The freedom they give me within the walls of Club Sin satisfies a part of me I never knew I had. Maybe there’s more here than a little fun. Can this really be what I’ve been looking for all my life?
The moment I meet Edison, I know she is special and getting to put my mark on her skin only makes my obsession grow. Since tattooing her, I haven’t been able to get her out of my mind. I give into the darkness and become her stalker, but I quickly figure out that I’m not the only one. Meeting Jude magnifies the need for our woman, and we find comfort in each other, right or wrong.
There’s only one other person I know who can balance us out and help us get the woman whose soul is calling to me like a siren’s song. My brother, Coyle, falls too, just like I knew he would. Now it’s just a matter of showing her how special she is and helping her to embrace her darkest desires.
Taking a job as janitor at the university library is a big step down for me, but it had to be done. It was the only way I could think of to keep an eye on the woman of my dreams. Seeing Edison from afar was kismet and I wasn’t going to let it pass me by. I’ve been able to watch over her, but I find I’m not the only one enthralled.
No surprise there. What does surprise me is the connection I have to Killian and how we work out the consuming need for our woman. Coyle getting added to the mix feels right, he provides a balance we need. When all the secrets, obsessions, and desires come out, will Edison be able to accept us? All of us?
I’ve been pulled into a mess I wasn’t prepared for, but, surprisingly, I don’t want to get out. Not after finding my way to Edison, no matter how wild or wrong the road was. I can understand my brother’s obsession, I feel it thrumming through my veins with breathtaking intensity.
I can see her needs, her desires, her cravings. I’m going to give them all to her. She’s ours. We’ll cover her in praise and show her that we might not be perfect, but we’re hers.