Page 102 of Mercy & Her Devils

Gabriel studies Lark. “There’s more to you than meets the eye, isn’t there?”

Lark coolly studies him back. “I’m sure there is to you as well.”

These two men that I love are more similar than I’d realized.

I hope that they see it too.

Antonio doesn’t see the interplay going on over his head, however, because he’s too busy crouching over the lock and opening it.

“This is the Mystery Kink Chest from the catalog,” Lark declares, before Antonio can wrench open the lid. “I honestly don’t know what’s inside. I added it for all of us. I had an idea that you’d like it.”

Antonio casts him a mischievous grin over his shoulder. “It’s like we’ve known each other our entire lives. Plus, who wouldn’t like a Mystery Kink Chest? No good Omega Chamber would be complete without one.”

Then he throws aside the padlock and swings open the lid.

I crane to see past him.

When Antonio peers inside, his eyes widen. “Fuck, this is like all my birthdays have come at once.”

Dramatically, as if he’s a salesman, Antonio starts taking out each of the sex toys.

And there are a lot of them: Coils of silky ropes, vibrators, butt plugs, anal beads, floggers, and lube.

Some of them, I don’t even recognize.

Is that one a metal cage for a cock?

“Let’s not take everything out at once.” Gabriel prowls toward the bed. “We’ve only spent the entire day getting this nest orderly.”

Gabriel’s eyes are sparking with dominance, as he grips Antonio by the hair. He drags him away from the chest and throws him onto the bed.

Lark bristles, until he notices how widely Antonio’s grinning.

Lark lets out a breath of understanding.

This is what Antonio needs.

Loves.

“You know me, I’m a bad boy,” Antonio murmurs.

Gabriel crawls onto the bed like a deadly panther. “Bad Beta.”

Immediately on instinct, both Lark and I scramble in front of Antonio.

I can’t help it.

“Do you mind being called bad?” I stroke Antonio’s silver curls.

Antonio enjoys my attentions, while shooting Gabriel a smug look.

Gabriel kneels up, crossing his arms. His expression is tight.

Finally, Antonio shakes his head. “Bad is a badge of pride. But I love that you’re checking in, mia amata.”

Lark glances between the two men. “I won’t let you punish him. I’m the one who encouraged him to open that chest.”

Carefully, Gabriel shifts on the bed, until he can cup Lark’s cheek.

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