Page 122 of Caged Royal


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Maverick:

**Wags brows** come and find out.

I give in and laugh, because he’s ridiculous, but curiosity is definitely going to kill this cat.

Me:

As long as I get a foot rub out of this, I’m down. I am so not ready for tomorrow night.

I stand up and stretch, glad I’m still feeling kinda cute in my denim skirt and bralette. I tie the plaid shirt in a knot at my stomach and slip my Converse back on before heading next door.

Lincoln:

We’re in the basement.

Different. I slip in the back door and head down to the basement. The sounds of Closer by Nine Inch Nails blast through the speakers, the bass vibrating through my body as I skip down the stairs. I pause when I reach the bottom of the steps, Finley and Maverick are in the boxing ring while Lincoln runs on a treadmill and East lounges on one of the benches.

“You assholes think this is playing?” I fold my arms over my chest, because this wasn’t the sort of play I had in mind. Though watching the four of them get sweaty isn’t exactly my idea of a bad time either.

Maverick grins at me from the ring. “What’s up, princess? Don’t want to get sweaty?”

I bark out a laugh and head toward the ring. “More self-defense today?”

“No, we thought there were more fun ways to get sweaty with you. Did you bring a swimsuit?”

“No one said I needed one.”

“You don’t. Swimsuits aren’t required in my hot tub,” Lincoln adds from where he runs on the treadmill.

I swear I’m getting whiplash from his emotional back and forth. When the others are around, he’s this version, but the second we’re truly alone, he turns back into asshole mode.

I don’t say anything because I don’t want to provoke the asshole side of him, and the nympho side of me is down for being around all of them sans clothing. Maybe this is how I’ll reach him. I peel off my shirt and kick off my shoes, practically skipping toward the door where I know the hot tub and pool are down here. “Last one in loses.”

“What do we lose, princess?” Mav jumps over the ropes, his muscles tensing with the effort, and it makes my mouth water. Finn, just shakes his head at Mav’s antics—bending enough to exit the ring like a normal person.

“You don’t get your dick sucked, asshole,” Linc calls out from the treadmill, slowing his run to a walk and then a stop before he turns off the machine completely.

Looking over my shoulder as I reach the door to the hot tub, I see East hot on my heels.

Mav is right behind him and Finn is following with his long strides that make it seem like he’s bored.

But I know better.

He’s focused. Totally different thing. Focused, I’ll enjoy.

At the tub, I push my skirt down and kick it to the nearest wooden bench and turn to see East right there, inches from me.

“I never get tired of seeing your naked body, V.” Threading his fingers through my hair, he curls them around the strands and brings our mouths together in a kiss so passionate I feel my juices pooling onto my panties. We’re all lips and tongues and teeth, my hands grabbing onto his forearms as he grips his free hand to my hip and obliterates the offensive space between our bodies.

My hips automatically search out some kind of friction when I feel the heat at my back. It’s Mav. His scent is unmistakable. While East is devouring my mouth, Mav brings a finger around and circles my clit through my panties, using the lace to add a pinch of rough to the experience.

I barely register the sound of water when East pulls back, taking my bottom lip with his teeth—his eyes glinting with fire—and Mav places an open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder before he’s gone.

“Come on, babe. Let’s get in.” East’s words are whispered against my mouth and just as he finishes his last word, Linc walks through the double doors and every atom in the room charges with an electricity only he can conjure.

Suddenly, the space is filled with barely sustained anticipation. We’re ready; it’s time to be the center of these men’s lives.

Time to see if they really are ready to share.

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