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“You can keep her,” I added, wanting to clear the air here and now about Cici. “I’m done with the woman. I mean it, Brother. She’s nothing but grief to any man who touches her.”

“All women are,” German returned with a grim expression on his face.

“Just wanted to let you know where I stood, is all,” I spoke pragmatically. “Didn’t want there to be any confusion about the woman.”

“Calm down, Bishop. I’m just riding the bitch. I’m not marrying her. She knows that. I can’t say I wasn’t surprised when she came onto me though. I thought Cici didn’t have eyes for anyone but you. Fuck man, she let you bang her sister at the same time as you were plowing her! Figured you’d at least keep her around for a while considering how amenable she was to a deviant like yourself.”

I snorted. “Cici might say she’s into me, but I know she just wants the title of Old Lady. Ain’t no way that’s happening with me though. I’ve told her that over and over again.”

“Yeah, you don’t seem like the settle-down type of guy,” German observed.

I frowned. “When the right girl comes along, I will be.”

German stared at me hard, assessing my words. “You with someone, Junior?”

Damn, the man for being so perceptive. I shrugged. “I’m just saying.”

German laughed and gulped the last sip from his bottle. “Sure. You’re just saying. I know what that means. You’re fucked like the rest of them!”

Done with this conversation, I tossed my bottle into a bin of empties. “Yeah, and now I’m just saying I need to take a piss. See you later, asshole!”

Having downed two beers in short succession, I needed to step off into the dark to drain the main vein. Circling around back where I could have some privacy, I lowered my zipper and took a leak.

Resting my head against the cool brick, I suddenly felt a pair of soft hands with sharp, red nails encircle my middle. Dropping my dick, I grabbed those familiar hands and spun around.

As soon as I was facing Cici, I asked, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

The sultry blonde let loose a throaty laugh and ignored my pointed question. “Did you get my video? I made it earlier just for you.”

“Yeah,” I returned, trying to get control of my temper. “And I meant what I said to you in the kitchen. I’m done with us, Cici. It’s over. Stop sending me texts and videos. I’m not interested in picking up where we left off.”

The blonde’s heavily made-up face stormed over momentarily before she pasted that fake seductive smile back onto her cherry-red lips. I’d never realized it before, but Cici practically put her makeup on with a trowel. And though it technically looked good, I realized I preferred a more natural look these days. Healthy skin. Clean to the touch. Freckles exposed like they’d just stepped out of the shower with only the barest touch of color here or there to enhance her beauty. In other words, Evie.

“Daniella is here,” Cici purred into my ear, stroking her fingernails along the exposed flesh of my lower abdomen. “She says she wants to party with us tonight.” Inching closer, she lowered her voice and whispered, “I know you like to watch us take care of one another, and then take care of you, Bishop. Why don’t you let us suck you off, baby? I know how much you like it when we take turns.”

To my disgust, I could feel my cock swelling with excitement. I’m not proud of it, but I’m human and hadn’t fucked anyone since before prison. That was six months ago. These days, all it took was a stiff breeze and my dick was rock hard and at the ready. I hadn’t meant to let my desires go unchecked, but there was no denying I’d been celibate for far too long to think clearly. And the idea of two women, good-looking twins at that, taking turns sucking me off, definitely revved my engine.

“Mmm,” Cici rumbled low in her throat when she looked down and saw my cock rising. “I know how you like it when I spit on the head and get it nice and sloppy before I stick it in my tight pussy. You want me to do that now, baby?”

Shit. I was two beers deep and horny as fuck. If I didn’t get this under control soon, I was going to regret my choices. Before I could push her away, Cici gripped my cock and began to expertly pump it up and down. It felt amazing, but my gut twisted with disgust.

“Cici,” I shouted in protest.

Just as I looked up, I saw Evie’s shocked face looking back at me. It was the last face I wanted to see in this moment as the horror of what it meant suddenly washed over me.

Cici whipped around, my dick still in her grip as she said, “Do you mind? We’re kind of busy here!”

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Evie

Most of the men were standing around the fire when we finally showed up outside.

“I see Reaper,” Angel said, a blinding smile of joy spreading across her lips.

“And he’s standing right beside Hawk,” Amelia added, a grin to rival Angel’s lighting up her lovely face.

“It looks like Hammer has joined them too,” Angel noted. “It seems that he was asking Reaper about you the other night, Evie. If things don’t work out between you and Bishop, you aren’t without your options.”

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