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I may love to kiss women, but eating pussy isn’t my thing. I’ve tried it three or four times, and I didn’t get anything from it. I would rather pamper the women in my life and occasionally share mind blowing kisses with them. The rest just isn’t my jam.
Everyone leaves shortly after that, no doubt knowing they have their work cut out for them tonight. I’ve sobered up a little bit by the time we make it down to the living room again.
“Show me the house?” I ask.
They take their time walking me though both wings. A huge pool sits in the back with more loungers and a fireplace. Tons of different seating is arranged all over the outside, and I love everything about it.
I used to spend days on end out in the orchards with the sun beating down on my skin. I can’t wait to test out all of these spots and find my favorite.
Soon enough, we make it to the primary bathroom, and I nearly fall over with how beautiful it is. A large jacuzzi tub with three seats in it is in the center with a wrap-around showerbehind it. The windows are floor-to-ceiling glass, exposing us to the acres of land around us as we shower and bathe.
I have my own vanity, one fit for a princess, with a fur chair and perfect lighting. The guys each have their own sinks and we have two toilets each in separate rooms. My closet is in the back of the bathroom and it has two stories! All of my shoes and accessories have a place upstairs while my clothes and pajamas are all downstairs.
However, I don’t see any of my lingerie. The guys had all of our stuff brought here and organized to perfection while we fought on the island, so I know it has to be here somewhere. I wanted to put on something nice for them tonight to say thank you for buying me a whole freaking mansion.
I exit the bathroom in nothing but my satin robe after showering. The guys said they were going to clean up downstairs while I had a little time for myself. This was all a big change, so I’m glad they gave me some time to let it sink in, but now I want to know where my sexy outfits are.
I roam the bedroom, looking through all of the drawers but finding nothing other than sweats and shirts for the guys. That’s when I notice I don’t see any of my drawers or furniture pieces that hold all of our fun toys either.
They did not get rid of those. I will kill them.
As if they could sense my panic, Havoc comes into the room with one of my pink satin blindfolds. “We have one more thing we want to show you.”
“It better have to do with why I can’t find any of my lace or leather outfits. Or my toys.” Approaching him slowly, I’m hesitant when I don’t see Arrow beside him.
“Is this a trick?” I ask. He just motions his finger for me to turn around with that manic grin on his face. It’s a trick, I’m sure of it.
Good thing I’m a masochist and will likely enjoy it.
As soon as my eyes are covered, he spins me around, guiding me through the door.
“Damien helped us set up a special room. He wanted to test out his skills before he opened a club.”
I can feel the heat of another body at my side just when Arrow speaks.
“I think this will be a very successful club,” he adds.
I hear the click of a door open and as it closes behind me, my blindfold is removed. The lighting around us changes from the hall’s yellow glow to a deep red one.
“Welcome to the Deviant room,” Havoc says.
I look around at the reddish-pink lit room. Black leather furniture adorns the area and a large bed that has a fur coating sits in the middle. Hardpoints line the ceiling with different hooks attached for all kinds of fun. My whips, floggers, and ropes line the walls.
A special glass case holds all of the pretty vibrators, dildos, and anal toys. Nipple clamps and clit suckers sit atop the dresser I know has my longer textured ropes inside. The sex swing hangs in the corner, and there are cuffs of all different sizes and materials hanging around. Chains and hooks are attached to a metal bar in the back of the room.
My head spins as I take it all in. When I turn to look at my men, Havoc is only in black boxer briefs that hug every inch of his toned butt, and Arrow is wearing red ones along with two leather wrist cuffs. I didn’t realize just how much muscle he had built back up since his coma because this man looks cut. He’s not as large as Havoc, but he looks just as edible.
Licking my lips, I saunter over to them, running my hands over their broad chests and marveling at the fact that these men are mine.
“How do you plan for this night to go?” I ask them. I want to know what they want to play with first.
“I’m going to tie you up and fuck your brains out in that sex swing. Then, Arrow is going to have his way with you while I watch.”
“Beau,” Arrow says, his voice low. “In here I want the two of you to call me Beau.”
Havoc’s eyes go soft as they fixate on him, the same way they do when he tells me he loves me. It’s enough to have my heart melt right here.
“You can call me Tobias,” Havoc says. They both reach out for each other at the same time, and I watch in awe as their lips meet. Their love for one another radiates so strongly I can feel it. I’m half tempted to cheer them on, satisfied to sit here and watch. That would be all I’d need.
