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“Rue, it’s okay,” he said softly. “You can get up. You don’t have to cry.”

I was ashamed and embarrassed of my tears, and I sniffed and glanced away. But Kodee didn’t let go of my hands, and I sensed Ryan and Dillon move closer.

“We don’t know how much time we’re going to have together,” Kodee continued. “There’s clearly something between us—between all of us—and we can either continue to fight it and gradually make things harder and harder to live with, or we can give in to it and enjoy whatever this thing is.”

I dared to raise my eyes to his, and my heart lifted. They weren’t going to throw me out. Kodee wasn’t angry with me. I scanned the expressions of the others, too, still not fully believing what he was proposing. Were they happy with things as well? Dillon had his arms folded, his weight on one foot, and ‘cat who got the cream’ smirk on his handsome face. Ryan was more serious, as he always was. There was no smile or smirk, but he gave me a nod of approval that sent my pulse racing.

Were they going to let me be a part of them?

It wasn’t only about sex— not for me, anyway—and I knew this was going to be a dangerous thing to get involved with. But I couldn’t tell them no—I’d have been more likely to tear out my own heart.

I’d spent most of my life teaching myself how to disconnect sex from my emotions. It hadn’t been easy, especially when I’d been young—too young to be experiencing such things. I’d almost been broken back then, but somewhere inside me, I discovered a strength I had no idea I possessed, and I pulled myself out of the darkness. Somehow, despite everything I’d been through, I still had the ability to hope for more, for better, for things to change. And here I was now, staring that same hope in the face, only this time it terrified me.

“What are we going to do? I mean, how does this work?” I sounded nervous. “Do we need some rules?”

“Only the same ones we have with each of us,” he said. “No commitment. No saying I love you. No acting like this is forever.”

The nerves didn’t vanish. I’d been with plenty of men, but in this new situation, I suddenly felt like an inexperienced virgin again. “So... how do we get started?”

Kodee glanced to Ryan. “Like this.”

And before I could say another word, he’d caught the other man by the jaw and was kissing him.

Chapter Twenty-five

Ryan

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KODEE GRIPPED MY JAW, his fingers digging hard into my skin, his deep brown gaze boring into mine. The submissive side of me wilted instantly, ready for him to tell me what to do, to get to my knees and bow my head and wait for the next instruction. My cock jerked in response, even though Kodee hadn’t so much as said a word to me. He didn’t need to. His body language communicated enough. I’d known the moment we’d first met.

Beside us, Dillon reached for Rue. She went to him willingly, her blue eyes gazing up at him. I sensed something of me in her, her willingness to please, her need to have the real world shielded from her. Dillon tangled his hands in her hair and kissed her mouth, and she folded against him.

Kodee leaned in and kissed me, too, his full lips teasing mine. I was hard in an instant, and I reached for his hips, dragging him to me. He was the taller of us, and his erection pressed against the spot right beneath my navel.

A gasp of pleasure came from beside us, and I opened one eye to see Dillon had already rid Rue of her shirt. She was so slight and delicate, her body a complete contrast to each of ours. I didn’t think I’d be the one to have sex with her, but my dick hardened at the idea of watching Kodee or Dillon fuck her.

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