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“What is it?”
Wordlessly, Roman held up his wrist so Wander could read the chilling words.
You can’t hide from us. We’re always watching.
Wander’s face hardened. When he looked back at Roman, his eyes blazed with brotherly protection. “I’m getting my team involved, and we’re going to find out if Whitman is behind this. If he is, we’re taking this bastard down.”
“Thank you.”
“For now, why don’t you try to relax? Check out the books, read a little, maybe take another nap… And I’ll see what I can do to help you release some of that stress.”
“Wander…” Roman knew exactly what his brother was referring to. Wander was one of the few people who knew about Roman’s bisexuality.
“No worries, Ro. I got you.”
3
Caleb’s fingers flew across the keyboard, lines of code darting on the screen. He was in the zone, that magical place where his fingers carried out commands before he’d consciously formed them in his brain. It was almost meditation to him, a way to find rest and relaxation. Though not quite as much as with submitting, but that went without saying.
Speaking of which, it had been way too long since he’d done a scene. He didn’t begrudge Wander and Ryan their newfound happiness with their respective boyfriends, but it sure as fuck meant fewer opportunities to submit, even outside of full scenes.
Wander had always been an excellent Dom, demanding but kind and with an almost eerie psychological insight. Ryan was very different. Rougher, which Caleb loved, but also without any affection. At least until he’d fallen hard for Alex. Now, the once untouchable Ryan Mason had developed a soft side, and every time a goofy grin appeared on the man’s face when he looked at Alex, Caleb had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. He hadn’t seen that coming.
That left only two Doms in the house, Jesse and Lowell, and one switch, Jonah. He liked them all and was always eager to serve, though Jonah and he didn’t have much sexual chemistry. He wasn’t rough enough for Caleb, and that wasn’t something you could force. Master Mark, a friend of Wander’s who was also a Dom, was fun to play with. When meeting him, Caleb had hoped for that proverbial spark between them, but alas. They had plenty of chemistry in their D/s play, but none personally.
He leaned back in his chair and pumped his hand above his head. There, done. He’d found the problem in the code and fixed it. Now, it should all run without issues.
“Hey, kid.”
Caleb swiveled in his chair, tilting his head to meet his boss’s gaze. “What’s up, Sir?”
“You up for having sex tonight?” Wander’s voice was low, a rumble of promise. “My brother could use some distraction. Weekend’s here, and we’re dead anyway.”
Fuck, yes. The words nearly spilled from Caleb’s lips as anticipation curled in his gut, but he kept it cool, always professional on the surface. “Sure thing, boss.”
His heart hammered against his ribs, the familiar thrill of serving itching beneath his skin.
Wander’s smirk was a silent understanding. “I figured you’d be up for it. A word of warning, though. My brother is not a Dom, yeah? So you can play with him, but don’t expect him to dominate you. He’s naturally dominant and aggressive, so you won’t have any complaints, but he has no experience in the lifestyle.”
“Got it.”
Wander jerked his head toward the hallway. “Come on, then.”
Caleb followed him, muscles coiled tight. He hadn’t played with anyone outside the community for a long time, so he’d have to make sure he had the right expectations. This wouldn’t be a scene, just sex. Then again, he hadn’t had a good dicking in a long time either, so he was totally down with that. And Roman was hot. He had a different build from Wander, who was much more muscled, with a normal posture and some extra padding around the waist, but Roman exuded this air of class, smarts, and, yes, power and authority that was hard to fake. His eyes were like his brother’s, that gorgeous deep brown. Nope, Caleb wouldn’t mind serving Roman at all.
Wander knocked on the door of one of the guest rooms, and when a soft “Enter” came, walked in with Caleb on his heels. Roman was stretched out on the bed. He hastily put down his phone, a heavy frown marring his forehead. “What’s up?”
“I have your relaxation right here.” Wander gestured at Caleb. “Caleb’s one of the best subs I’ve ever played with. Eager to serve and hungry for whatever you’re willing to dish out.”
“Wander, I can’t?—”
“Yes, you can. And you want to. I saw how you looked at him this morning.”
Oh, Roman didn’t like being called out like that. His face tightened. “You know why I can’t.”
“This is a safe space, Ro. No one here talks, and they sure as fuck don’t judge. Hell, whatever you can do to sweet Caleb is child’s play compared to what the rest of us are up to.”
Roman slowly rose from the bed. “I don’t know if this is a good idea. No offense, Caleb. This has nothing to do with you.”
