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Holy fuck. “Yes, Sir.”

Maverick still hadn’t let me go, though, so I waited. Those gray eyes seared into my damn soul, and I was beginning to wonder if he’d ever move before he finally bent down, capturing my lips in a hard kiss.

It ended way too soon. Maverick pulled back, causing me to pout. He tapped my cheek. “None of that, boy. That was just a taste to hold me over. Shower. Now.”

My tongue flicked over my lip ring once, twice, before I got with the program and realized I had an order.

“Yes, Sir,” I repeated before turning and sprinting back down the hallway in the direction of the playroom.

A little shiver of anticipation ran through me as I remembered the last time we’d used that space.

We all had our own rooms; well, Diego and I still shared when he wasn’t with Wes. But what used to be Luca’s suite had been converted, a custom-sized bed that could easily fit all six of us added. We didn’t all sleep there continuously, but you could find two or three of us there on any given night, and that was where the majority of our play had been lately, especially with Matty here.

We used the bath occasionally, especially for aftercare, but the shower in the playroom had sat unused even more than the room itself, since the one in the suite was great. It was a walk-in big enough to fit all of us with a removable showerhead and enough attachments to have the kinkiest motherfuckers raising their eyebrows in shock. The fact that Maverick was sending me specifically to the playroom shower meant something. And that Skye was waiting for me? Yeah, I couldn’t wait to see what he had in store.

Skye was putting waterproof sheets onto the massive bed in the middle of the room when I walked in. Yup, nothing to see here.

“Um, hi?”

He looked up from what he was doing, a mischievous smile on his face. He had obviously seen me walk in. Skye wasn’t surprised by anyone, which meant one thing: I was supposed to see what he was doing. Which would be exactly the kind of thing Mav would set up. Fucking sadist.

“Hi, sunshine. Don’t mind me, just preparing.”

“Preparing what?”

Skye waved his finger at me. “You’ll see.”

Shiiiit. I fiddled with my bracelets while I waited. I was trying to be patient and still my mind, but it was impossible. Was this part of the birthday present Matty had been talking about? But no, they’d never have told himthis. He was like our kid. So that was something different. I preferred it when they just started to chase me, then I didn’t have to think so much.

Skye finished his task and met me where I was still standing frozen by the door. He cupped both my cheeks and kissed me, as hard and needy as Maverick.

I never knew what Skye I’d get when we did anything alone, even something as simple as kissing. Sometimes it felt like we were vanilla partners together, just enjoying each other’s bodieswithout the kink aspect. And other times he was as dominant as Mav or Luca. I loved being kept on my toes, wondering what Skye would be coming to play.

Today, he was clearly more dominant, though I had a feeling he was still following orders from the permanently Dommy types. Still, I gladly melted into the kiss and opened up for my kink brother, allowing him to take what he wanted. I was thankful for my cock cage, otherwise I’d be hard as hell by now. Luca and I had been experimenting with orgasm control, and I was currently on day three without one, so even the lightest kiss from my men would probably have me shooting.

Skye pulled back but didn’t let go of my face. “So fucking hot.” His thumb traced over my bottom lip.

My tongue shot out, licking across the digit. He pushed in farther, and I gladly trapped it in my lips, sucking it like it was his dick. “Fuuuck. If I thought we could get away with it, I’d fill that pretty mouth with something a lot more exciting than my thumb.”

“How much time do we have? I could be quick.”

Skye laughed. “You’re cute if you think we’re not being watched right now. Andsomeonehad very explicit instructions on what we can and can’t do.” That would be Luca. Skye didn’t have to say that for me to know. While Maverick was a sadist through and through, Luca’s core kink was control. He got off on knowing that I needed his permission to do certain things. And since I got off on needing that permission, it was a win-win.

I nipped at Skye’s thumb before sighing dramatically. “Ugh, fiiiiine. Then, whatarewe supposed to be doing? I’m a little in the dark here.”

Skye booped my nose. “That’s kind of the point. C’mon, I have to get you clean. You have a big night ahead of you.”

Yay? Skye dragged me into the bathroom, and I could only follow, wondering what my men had planned.

CHAPTER 2

MAVERICK

I wipedmy hands on my jeans, oddly nervous. There was no reason for me to feel this way. It didn’t have any doubts about Brooks or what his response would be. Still, my palms were sweaty and my heart pounded in my chest.

I stood right outside of the playroom, with the door open so I could hear my two men as they prepped. Skye was just skirting the guidelines Luca had provided for them as he prepped Brooks for the night we had planned.

A warm body crowded behind me, his lips brushing against my jaw.