Page 209 of Redfang Royal


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Back at the villa, the guys are finished unpacking.

Dutch sprawls on the living room sofa, and the only surprise is that he’s not howling, waiting next to the door. “Solly!”

Already on my game, I dodge his running leap. “Do we have ice?”

Bishop peers over his laptop at the breakfast bar. He’s as casual as he gets, with his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows. When his nostrils flare, so does his smirk. “Enjoyed your…tour?”

“No way.” Dutch lunges. “You kissed Reese too?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Reese mutters, holding Dutch from tackling me as I slip into the kitchen.

“Rubbed all over each other.” Dutch sags on Reese’s shoulder, pressing into his beard. “Let me taste.”

“Just this once.” Reese finds my eyes.

Dutch yanks Reese’s chin and plants a kiss so deep, I feel it in my toes.

He moans.

Reese grunts, holding my gaze as he pins Dutch’s hips.

“How much ice do you need?” Jin’s question breaks the frantic rhythm of my heart.

I rip away from the kiss, but Jin’s dark, knowing eyes are worse than the sound of Dutch eating me off Reese’s face.

Jin doesn’t touch me.

Doesn’t move any closer.

He watches, seeing through my braveness and all my other masks.

My pheromones don’t just prick.

They claw.

Shit is not holding together.

“Dude.” Reese wrenches free with a sucking gasp. “Fucking knocking my tonsils.”

“What am I supposed to do?” Dutch pants. “Tastes too good.”

Maybe we should run a flavor train. Taste allll the kiss combinations.

My mouth opens to drop that gem, but Jin’s attention snaps it shut.

He licks his teeth like he read my thought.

“Make her an ice pack,” Reese insists. “Sol rocked her foot at the cage.”

“Doctor?” Bish already has his phone out.

“It’s fine.” Pain’s already gone. I wave them off, smile fraying. “Make an ice pack for Reese. He’s the one who took the hit.” I move past Jin, around the kitchen island, walking normally instead of sprinting for cover. “I’m going to shower real quick.”

Four flavors of gazes burn my back.

Crackling, fizzing, gliding, consuming.

I walk calmly to the nesting suite.

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