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“Stop ruining her fun,” Micah snaps before I can and adds an elbow to the gut to make his point. I gasp when Mal groans, but Orson just nudges me to keep going.
I think the bear is more excited about my gift than I am. He’s obsessed with the others spoiling me.
When I see what’s written on the box, I groan, half in amusement and half in embarrassment.
“What is it?” Griffin demands, sitting forward, and I sigh instead of replying.
“It’s a vibrator,” Voss so helpfully admits.
“You got her a fucking sex toy?” Mal demands.
“Why?” Micah asks in confusion.
“Oh, I like it,” Griffin says, nodding to the fox.
“I don’t,” Mal says.
The lion brothers are silent, both of them too lost in their annoyance with each other to truly care. It’s a little disheartening.
“What do you think, Atticus?” Orson asks, somehow sensing my upset.
“It’s pointless,” Atticus replies. “As soon as you’re ready, little queen, we can give you much better orgasms.”
“I can, maybe, don’t know about you,” Cevon replies. He smiles at me, but it’s not a sincere one. No, this one is full of the toxic darkness, and I know he doesn’t truly mean whatever he’s about to say. “How about you hop over here, little darkling, and I can show my brother how I make you scream?”
“Well, considering that’s probably a knife that’s making your pants tent that way, yeah, I think she will be screaming,” Atty replies, sneering at his brother.
“Okay, lions are banned from family time,” Orson says, glaring at both men.
“This is my house!” They both protest in identical tones before glaring at each other. It takes a moment before they both storm off in different directions.
I sigh and lean back into the sofa. Voss gently rubs my shoulder, and I smile up at him.
“Thank you,” I say softly. It’s a bit of a weird gift, especially since there’s been no talk of me wanting one, but I doubt he just ordered the first one he saw. “You’ve earned yourself a point.”
“Your heat is coming soon, and I know you’re worried,” Voss says, and I blush but nod. “Your first orgasm shouldn’t come from one of us, little mouse. You deserve to be able to learn your own body and what you like before you lose yourself to the haze.”
I blink back tears, the words somehow so fucking deep despite their sexual nature. It’s such a good gift.
It’s not the vibrator.
It’s the fact that he’s trying to give me the gift of me.
My heat is something that I’ve worried about on and off since my wolf and I have merged because I know I’m going to end up bonded to all of my men, and we’re all going to have sex, even if I’m nervous.
I’ll be setting up a den, inviting the men I love into it, and one of them will take my virginity in front of all the others.
It’s a bit scary.
So to be able to have some time to learn what I like, and even just explore my own body beforehand, will be great.
And it shows he listened to my tiny breakdown the other night. He showed how much he listened, how much he cares.
“I’ll help you explore,” Mal offers, glaring at the vibrator as if it’s personally insulted him. “You don’t need that shitty vibrator to do it for you.”
“A real man knows that toys are a teammate and not a replacement,” Voss says, and now I understand the smugness. This is a gift the others do not seem to love, and he’s proud that he got it for me.
His mind is sneaky, devious, even, and I love it.
