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"Yeah?" he asks, smirking down at her. She's still in her red heels with the damn red bra on, and my cock doesn't want to cooperate to be zipped back into my jeans.

"Oh yeah," Love says, kissing the hell out of him.

"We bought a chart," Jude says, studying her with undisguised hunger. "I've been doing lots of chores, and I don't cheat." He nods, looking so serious I snort.

Vince simultaneously does the same damn thing, and we grin at each other.

"You stay with her," Vince says, already dressed. "I'll stick around by the stage with the guys."

Dexter starts to grumble about hating life until Love smirks at him.

"Really?" he asks, sliding his hands around her waist.

Love quirks an eyebrow, grinning at him.

"Swear to fuck," she whispers as he kisses her.

"Seriously, you gotta go," Storm calls into the door. It's barely open a crack, but Dexter jumps in front of Love's mostly-nude body.

"We're coming," I grumble.

"Not yet," Dexter says, sliding his fingers through Love's dripping pussy. "Fuck… I can't wait to be done with this show."

"Now I'm jealous," I grumble. "Why the fuck did I want to share with you bastards?"

"Tell Kitten to keep Bells for five more minutes," Love calls out as I head to the door with Vince and Dexter.

"Make it ten," Jude calls as the door closes.

Storm just smirks. "I'll tell them. I doubt you could wrestle that baby from Griffin right about now anyway."

"I've got to get back on that chart," I grumble to Dexter as we head for the stage.

"Yeah, I'm getting a freebie since I got left out," Dex says, laughing. "Although with your giant dick, I wouldn't let you in my ass either without a very good incentive."

I laugh, shoving Dexter forward.

"Tell me again why I thought it was a good idea to pack up with rock stars?" Vince grumbles behind his hand while trying to hide a smile.

"Because we have star charts that lead to amazing sexual favors," Dexter says, slapping Vince on the back.

"Oh yeah," Vince says, smirking. "I knew there was a reason."

"Good thing I'm wearing these tight-ass leather pants," Dex hisses, readjusting his cock. "I'm gonna be playing with a full on hard-on if they keep that shit up."

"I know that's right," I growl.

Love's bliss floods the bond, and I groan. Never foresaw this consequence of the bond, but fuck me, I don't mind a bit.

"Let's do this," Lachlan says, bouncing around and shaking out his arms. "Blondie's got big plans for all of us if the laws pass."

"Don't even say it," Rook says, fucking with his mixers.

"Brother husbands for life," Lachlan and Saint say, high-fiving like idiots.

"I'm sorry you're stuck with them," Vince says to Callan.

Callan snorts. "Sorry to inform you of this, but you are, too."

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