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His cock slid between my thighs, and he said, “Fuck. You are soaked already.”

I moved to my hands and knees on the bed, and Tituss positioned himself and then slid into me. I groaned, spread my knees wider, pushed back to get more of him faster. His hands settled on my hips and pulled me back as he surged forward. He reached a hand around and stroked my clit with his fingers. “Get there, Harpy. I can’t wait for you.”

The words, more than anything, ended any hope of my orgasm. He kept telling me that. I knew that, but hearing it and seeing it, even if I knew I had him for a little while, still prevented me from coming. Didn’t stop him one bit. He spilled into me and then slid out and dropped on the bed next to me. He said, “I’ve needed that all week.”

I frowned as I moved to pull my shirt on. I had chores to do today, primarily in that kitchen, because they would not organize it properly without my direction. I was sure of that.

“Well, no one stopped you from getting off.” I pulled my shorts on. No use pulling on the bra, which I wasn’t supposed to wear, or the underwear since they were ruined anyway. “You guys let me know when you’re all rested up and ready to exact my punishment, ‘kay?”

He snickered. “Yes, Ma’am.”

I didn’t put shoes on either. I headed out to the kitchen, aware I probably looked a mess and began directing the clusterfuck before me into an assembly line of capable men who had the truck unloaded and put away correctly in no time at all.

Chapter Seventeen

Apollo

She didn’t even realize I was there. The truck unloaded, and everything put away, I moved with the pack and stood next to Dane and asked, “Did she go out in public looking like that?”

He smiled widely and said, “No. She came home looking like that.”

I looked up at him and scrunched my nose. Harper was cute, but unless that pussy was made of magic, I didn’t understand how those two were whipped. Both of them and Dane was a heartless asshole with the exception of his kid. I knew that for a fact. His son’s mother was actually one of my cousins. I don’t think he knew that since they were not part of this…life. I don’t know if my mother realized what she was getting into when she married my father. She knew he was a man who had means.

I learned the family trade when I turned thirteen and had access to boarding school kids’ money. I was a legacy there too. I didn’t want to become a kingpin of some family dope empire. My older brother was marked for that, and they moved him in as head of the family while I was away. It hurt. Stung. Made me wonder why they did that. Sure, I was the clear choice, but I wouldn’t hurt my blood brother. But, he was…a bit much sometimes. No level head about him. All fire, no ice. I hadn’t decided how I was going to handle that…yet.

My mother had said the internship would enlighten me. It showed me a side of my family that was legitimate but ruthless. I wondered if she was trying to push me in that direction.

Tituss arrived a moment later, showered and wearing different clothes. He looked at her, and she was smiling up at him like she was in love with him. My brow arched. Dane said, “Yeah. That’s real.”

“But you also—” I didn’t understand. I did not see the appeal of sharing my woman with someone else. Not that I would ever have one long enough to catch those feelings for.

“It’s physical. No denying that.” He rolled a shoulder. Yeah right. Just physical.

“And you’re okay with her being around your son?” I asked. He nodded. “You guys…Next week.” I looked at the kitchen, around at what I could see. The Bunnies were heading up the stairs without ears on but with cleaning supplies in hand. “I need this in my life.”

Dane laughed and said, “Well, we’ll see how it works out.”

I shook my head. It would work out just fine once I could stop doing my own damn dishes again. I headed back to Junior House and went to the basement to put my clothes in the dryer. I did my laundry because I was never sure what I might leave in my pockets for someone to find. Cigarettes were one thing…other stuff…well, I still worked for the family.

“Somewhere else!” I shouted, but she was about to come, so as he moved his head from between her legs and she convulsed, she also squirted. I couldn’t see the appeal in putting my face in that. I loved a woman’s mouth, and most of my sexual encounters had been quick, easy. Yeah, that was interesting but damn! I was not about to clean it or the rest of their activity up. I closed my eyes, clenched my fists, and said, “Clean all of this up. I don’t care which one of you does it, but you better fucking do it and now. Fuck in your bedrooms only from now on. It’s bad enough you all leave shit lying about like someone else is going to pick it up. I’m…not your parents. We hired them to clean the fucking house, not fuck everyone in it!”

I had been gone too long, and that little bunny was looking around like she didn’t even know where to begin with that task. She knew how to spread her legs. Not clean. Fuck. We needed a new system. Like the sophomores had. Sure, I didn’t care if they fucked these girls, but damn, after their work was done.

I looked at Kipper, one of Dane’s older brothers, as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and said to him, “Clean it up.”

“Will do.” He pulled out his phone and started typing something. He looked up and said, “On his way.”

“Who?” I asked.

“My little brother.” He snorted a laugh.

“Dane?” I asked.

“Hell no.” Kipper shook his head. “He would not. Skip.”

“Skipper? He’s in high school.” I blinked at him.

“Exactly.” He rolled his shoulder. “Bringing the team. Told ‘em Cherry here will pop those for them if they get the house cleaned up tonight.”

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