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Arm-in-arm, we walked back into the bar, as everyone videoed us on their phones.
“We should just fuck for the cameras,” said Sinclair. “You think the palace could get out there and get rid of all the videos of our alpha knots?”
I laughed at the absurdity of it. “People who work here might let us fight in the alley, but I’m pretty sure if we start having public sex, they’re going to call the police.”
He smirked. “You’re probably right.”
We got back up to the bar, though, and Sinclair didn’t have any more cash, and I didn’t have any cash to begin with, so we just headed back to the car.
We walked the streets like we were drunk, clinging to each other and laughing.
When we got back to the car, Jeffers was waiting. At the sight of us, he picked up his phone and dialed.
Sinclair and I climbed into the back seat. Jeffers gazed in at us. “Uh, they’re back,” he said into the phone.
Sinclair whispered in my ear, “You want to suck my dick?”
“Definitely,” I said.
“Thought so,” he said, settling back against the seat, leaning his head back, shutting his eyes.
I moved around to get at his zipper.
“What are they doing?” said Jeffers. “Uh, they’re, um, they’re…” He shut the car door. His voice was muffled. “They seem to be fine. No, they’re not hurting each other.”
“I might want him to hurt me,” said Sinclair, raising his voice as I freed him from his jeans.
“Do you?” I said softly, planting a kiss on the tip of him.
“Always,” he said with a little sigh. “No one fucks me up quite like you.”
“I thought you were going to take charge of me now.”
“Mmm,” he said. “Yeah, but the thing about me in charge is… I don’t have any boundaries, Devlin.”
“Right,” I whispered, sinking down onto his erection.
He buried his hand in my hair. “Use your teeth.”
30
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AFTER WE SPOKE on the phone with the driver, Jeffers, who told us that Devlin and Sinclair were getting naked together in the back of the car, we decided to go ahead and continue on toward the cabin instead of going back to intercept them.
And it turned out both cars, ours and theirs, arrived at the cabin where we were staying around the same time. But when the two of them arrived, they had apparently gotten into some stash of THC gummies in Sinclair’s luggage and eaten way too many of them. They were giggling and incoherent in the back of the car where neither of them were entirely dressed.
Well, I didn’t witness this right off, because I had fallen asleep in the car. It was after 3:00 in the morning, and I’d been exhausted. I woke up to Maguire carrying me inside, but I didn’t stay awake long. He lay me down in a big, big bed and then covered me up with a blanket and then I drifted off.
I woke up again, not that much later, to Rohan and Maguire talking about how they were going to get Sinclair and Devlin out of the back of the car, since the two of them were insisting on staying there.
It would have been fine except it was very cold up here in the north, which meant that the two of them were both going to freeze unless someone kept the car on to keep the heat on, which was a waste of gas.
Rohan was saying that they could just drag them out, and Maguire was saying they might have trouble if the two of them put up a fight. Both of them were confused as to what the hell had even happened with Devlin and Sinclair.
I stretched on the bed. “Rohan, I thought Sinclair submits to you.”
“Not right now,” said Rohan. “Right now, I’d say Sinclair is on some kind of power trip.”
