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How sensitive is the rest of his body?
And how freaking good is his stamina?
No matter how many times he shatters, the tent in his shorts stays popped.
The Big Top is in town for the long haul.
By the time he staggers onto the white sand beach, even my thighs are shaking. I’m not omega slick, but my body isn’t rejecting his skin or scent or touch.
Maybe because Dutch doesn’t challenge my control. He devours what I offer, and all I want to do is give him more.
Dutch wades into the waves carrying me on his back. “Looked it up. I could die—unh. I could die if no one—Fuhhhh. Die if no one milks my knot.”
“Milk your own knot.” Bish removes his shoes above the water line, then starts to roll his sleeves. Jin and Reese kick off their clothes while they sprint for the surf, stripping down to pants and shark-toothed grins.
Did I agree to swim or be their chum bucket?
I shiver as spray hits my shins.
Either I’m telegraphing my longing more than usual, or Su-Jin Meadows has an X-ray for everything I’m hiding. His slow smile strips me down to sinews. “Been waiting for you, Tomcat.”
My nipples pierce my shirt.
There’s no having fun with Jin.
If I give an inch, he’ll steal my entire soul.
But Dutch?
Dutch was made for fun.
He swings me to his chest to save me from the waves. My knees land around his ribs, lifting me above him.
Dutch doesn’t give a salted shit about the submissive position.
He’s busy worshiping.
Blue eyes shimmering, so sweet and hungry for my touch.
I totally get why Bishop screws with him.
“You like being ridden.” I stroke his square jaw.
He arches into my fingers. “If it’s you, I like it.”
“Anything?”
“Ride me. Mark me.” His fingers dimple my thighs. “Just like you marked Ji-nnhhh~”
I claw his shoulders and almost lose my shit from his orgasmic purr.
“Solly.” His pupils blacken. His grip bites harder.
But before Dutch can act on that breath-stealing darkness, Bish splashes in to take control.
He pinches Dutch’s chin. “Don’t press our fake mate too hard.”
“She’s not fucking fake. How is this fake?” Dutch slides me down his abs until I hit his hard proof, and Dutch grinds the truth against my leggings.
