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“Your heat’s close.” Atlas drags blunt fingertips down my neck, and the reassuring stroke feels so much like teeth, I go all limp noodle. “You’re going to be a little sensitive.”
“A little fucking crazy,” I murmur.
With all five of them rubbing me, I realize how quickly I went off.
Basically unprompted.
But my fears are my fears, and when the hormones are driving, I’m a wreck.
They stay with me for a long, long time, whispering sweet things and petting me all over. The spike evaporates as quickly as it came—even though I didn’t come at all.
Feeling like a slice of melted cheddar, I finally try to wiggle out of the cuddle pile. They don’t budge until I pull out the big guns. “Hungry.”
Hunter grabs me first, jumping carefully down and carrying me to the kitchen while the guys hurry behind. He sets me on the island counter.
They dropped bags of takeaway that Atlas quickly picks up, but Hunter’s faster to the freezer.
He brings me a spoon and my own pint of almond cake ice cream.
“How did you know?” I reach, but he holds the treat away, pushing between my thighs.
Which I happily part.
“You robbed the kitchen.” He scoops a spoonful and offers it to my lips.
I gobble sweet almond frosting with a moan.
Orion appears with a spoon and a smirk to feed me a second bite. “You’ll have to eat a vegetable next.”
“Almond’s a nut. Super nutritious.” I open my mouth like a baby bird, and Hunter feeds me another spoonful.
It’s so sticky sweet, and their attention feels even better, warming my throat and making the cream go down crazy smooth.
Hunter between my legs.
Orion at my side.
Feeding me their…cream.
Heat creeps up my neck.
Maybe I can get used to this.
They trade off, feeding me bites until the collared one pushes in.
JJ holds a spoon.
But instead of feeding me, he presses the handle into my palm. “Try?”
“Mmm.” I scoop a bite and offer it to his deep red lips. Just like he did with the pills, he snatches my whole wrist, locking me down while he licks the spoon and stares into my eyes.
I shudder.
Need to close my thighs.
“More.” JJ doesn’t blink. Doesn’t break eye contact.
Hypnotized, I hold out a second spoonful.
