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And how is she okay with going from one pairing to another so effortlessly?

How does she separate her emotions, turn off her feelings?

Maybe she hasn’t met the one guy to truly bamboozle her the way I have.

Arousal grips me as I watch the guy pounding into her pussy. He started to speed up.

“You’re watching,” Nick’s voice comes out of nowhere and I jump, startled.

He’s standing paces away from me looking like he just stepped out of a dream in his white button down shirt he has rolled up his thick biceps. The black slacks he wears accentuates his powerful, athletic legs.

I never even heard him approach.

My lips part and I feel a pang of guilt for being caught watching Rachel and the guys the way I have.

“I was just looking.” I answer and swallow past the lump that’s formed in my throat.

He smiles. It’s that sexy easy grin that holds an air of menace and charm. It gets wider the closer he gets to me. His gaze sweeps over my body and when he gets up to me he lifts the hem of my negligee and scans over it, and over me.

I look down at myself and question my earlier assumptions of myself. That I haven’t gotten used to the place. Looks like I have from what I’m wearing.

I have on a sheer see through yellow, baby doll type negligee. Anyone can outrightly see my breasts on show and the fabric covering my pussy isn’t thick enough to really cover me.

I can tell he’s satisfied with what I’m wearing. He likes my hair too.

Nick lifts a lock of my hair which is bone straight tonight. I was trying for something different. For me. not him. The clothes are his doing, everything else is for me.

“You’re watching… watching without your mask. Must mean you’re comfortable with that. Two men taking you. Is that what you want?” he asks and my cheeks flush.

“No…” It’s true. I might have thought it but I don’t think it’s my thing.

“Looked like that may be a yes.”

I’m not sure how to answer that so I decide to be clever and throw back the shit he dished me the other night. “My contract states I’m not to have any sexual relations with any other man besides you. So it’s a no.”

Darkness comes into his eyes at my answer. It washes over his face and sends a shiver down my spine. My heart stills when he inches closer and smooths his hand up my neck. My heart about stops beating when his fingers grip my jaw, and tighten.

Wincing I try to pull away, but he holds me in place showing his strength and dominance. All I can do is look at him.

“Fuck the fucking contract. If I wanted to talk about the contract you’d know about it.” He snarls.

I don’t like this side of him. It reminds me of Hector and his thugs. It reminds me that I don’t belong in this world and I shouldn’t want this guy.

“Now answer me, properly, Angel Doll. Do you want to be shared?” When a flicker of what I peg as jealousy flashes through his eyes it stuns me.

“No. I don’t,” I answer quickly and it seems to calm him.

“I will not share you even if you want to be shared. Remember… I do not share things that belong to me.” His voice is like a whisper, but the cold edge that seeps into it grips me.

Wild, carnal desire flashes in his eyes now, holding me place and the grip of his hand loosens around my throat.

I draw in a steady breath to stop myself from shaking.

Shaking from deep within from the splinter of emotion that races through me when I’m with him.

“Belong… I belong to you? What did you do last night?” Maybe I really have gone crazy to ask him that.

He bares his teeth and the fury comes back to his face. He knows why I’m asking.

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