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“Give me-”

I gave her a pointed look, pairing it with a snort. “Ada, you’re not in a position of power here. You can see Tia but only because Rhys demanded one last meeting. We’ll let you know where to meet up.”

Her eyes widened. “What? She’s my fucking daughter!”

“And as I told you before, you don’t deserve her.” The words came out on a growl as I grit my teeth together, trying to hold back the whine as a jolt of pain rang through my side.

It was interesting to watch the woman give in but with what we now knew about Ernest and Umar, I couldn’t blame her. She had no way out. I almost believed the crocodile tears running down her cheeks if I didn’t know that she just wanted Tia for control. There might be some love in that woman’s heart but Tia deserved better.

Tired of the show, I waved her out, “Get the fuck out of my car. I’ve got places to be and they don’t include your sorry ass.”

She stumbled out and I sped off, heading toward Valentyn and hoping that we hadn’t just fucked everything up. Tomorrow,we’d be back home. And hopefully, at the end of the week, all this shit would be over.

Hopefully.

Chapter thirty-six

RHYS

I woke to the smell of fresh bread and pasta, my entire body alight with excitement when I saw Dmitri and Valentyn stroll back in. Neither one of them looked hurt, more so than they already had been, my sorry ass popping out of the cushions and flinging myself against Dmitri’s chest.

He chuckled as he strung an arm around my waist, leaning into the kiss that I had started, walking us back to the second bedroom. Gianni laughed and I almost felt bad for ripping myself away from him but he had to fucking understand…

“Oof,” I fell backward onto the mattress, staring up at Dmitri, a wild smile playing on his lips.

“You naughty boy, starting shit with Gia when I could hear. I was hard and couldn’t do a damn thing about it, you little shit.”

I blinked several times – this wasn’t a side of Dmitri I knew. This cheeky, playfulness mixed with the darkness in his gaze. I kinda loved it. Dmitri sat down at the edge of the couch,stripping me bare before doing the same to himself, not even caring about the two other men who had joined us in the room.

It wasn’t until he had me propped up on all fours and two fingers in my ass that I finally heard Val’s voice. “Shit, D, you weren’t even going to wait for food?”

“Was hungry for something else,” Dmitri ground out, his voice husky with need.

Pain throbbed through my limbs but I ignored it, needing this reconnection with Dmitri. Maybe it wasn’t healthy that we spent so much time in bed together or that ‘I love you’ was on the tip of my tongue every time one of my men dragged me against their chest but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Valentyn’s chuckles softened as he left the room. “I guess that puts me on kid duty. Have fun but keep it down. Don't tear out your stitches.” Knowing that Valentyn would keep them occupied helped me relax as Dmitri began moving again. I thought about mentioning Dmitri's wound but as if he knew what I was about to say, he hastened his pace.

My fingers dug into the blankets as his thick fingers pumped in and out of my ass, my little whines urging my other two closer. Gianni knelt in front of me, raising an eyebrow with a silent question. His cock, in my mouth? Yes, please.

I nodded enthusiastically, Gianni taking his time to undress, laying each piece of clothing and strap beside him. I groaned, wanting him to pick up the pace when the fingers in my ass were switched with something much thicker. I bucked forward, my cock leaking steadily. God, this place was going to have to be deep-cleaned.

My hands found Gianni’s bare thighs as he guided his cock to my lips, Dmitri sliding in one inch at a time until I was full of my men. Well,twoof them.

Dmitri just laughed, pumping his hips against mine, propelling me forward into Gianni’s pubic bone. Fuck, I missedbeing claimed like this. “Fuck, I love this ass.” He slapped my cheeks and I moaned, deciding to focus on the heavy weight on my tongue, pushing at the back of my throat. I hollowed my cheeks and dragged my tongue along the underside of his cock, loving the way his fingers found their way into my hair and tugged.

My eyes fell closed as they owned me, my entire body shivering from pleasure as Dmitri continued to roughly fuck me from behind. I knew I’d be sore later and I’d regret this much movement but I needed this moment.

And when I came, I saw fucking stars, my vision tunneling and threatening to drag me under from the pleasure shooting through my veins. I didn’t even get to enjoy the rest of it as they used my body, grumbling through their release. I couldn’t wait till we had more time and we could recreate these moments more often.

But like later.

Much later.

When my fucking body wasn’t aching.

I heard chuckling as I droned out, someone moving me around on the mattress, someone else slipping in beside me. If I hadn’t thought these men could be domestic, I was 100% wrong.

Chapter thirty-seven

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