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After the club closed on Thursday night, Ares led her to the bar where he grabbed two glasses. In one, he mixed cola and rum and handed it to her. The other he poured himself a shot of whiskey. Then he maneuvered her to stand between her thighs.

“I don’t like waiting till Friday to get you in bed. How about we modify that?”

Adira grinned and took a sip. “Oh?”

He encircled her slim waist with an arm and downed his drink. “How about you come stay with us?”

She arched an eyebrow. “What nights?”

“All nights.”

Her humor melted away. “Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

He frowned. “Why?”

“Because when you and Hunter move on, I’ll have to disrupt Livia’s life again by asking to move back into the spare room.”

“What makes you think we’re going to move on?”

“Because I’m not stupid.”

He took a deep breath, staring at her. “You don’t think Hunter and I can commit?”

“No, that’s not what I said.” She chose her next words with care since she didn’t want to say the wrong thing and self-sabotage her time with him. “I’m simply pointing out that you both are surrounded by temptation and one day you’re going to find another woman you’ll want to have as a plaything.”

He blinked at her, incredulity blanketing his face. “Did you just hear what you said?”

She tilted her head, arching a brow.

“Sweetheart, you are the beautiful woman we want as a plaything.”

She studied his eyes, at the sincerity behind the words. Maybe she was foolish, but she wanted to believe that he and Hunter felt something for her. Even though, in the back of her mind, she knew one day she’d have to move on. She slipped her arms around his neck to hug.

“How about Friday and Saturday nights?”

He pulled back and studied her. “Okay. For now.”

Chapter Nineteen

Adira arrived at the clubhouse and surprise, surprise, another party was going on. By now, the older club members who chose to sit out by the bonfires waved at her, and she waved back. As she stepped inside, she had to maneuver around bodies until she found Ares. He held out his hand to her and when she placed hers in his, he pulled her in for a deep kiss.

He linked their fingers and led her to the stairs, shooting a quick text to Hunter. Once inside the bedroom, she dropped her overnight bag into a corner and wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned in for a kiss. When his tongue swept into her mouth, the door opened and closed. The sound of the lock engaging was the last thing she heard before her pounding heartbeat obliterated any sound.

The two men stripped her, and her clothes fell in a puddle at her feet. Hunter ran his fingers gently through her pale hair, pushing off one shoulder so he could kiss the back of her neck. Ares cupped her breasts, teasing the nipples by pinching them, making a sweet ache rise between her thighs.

Hunter ran one hand over the curve of her bottom, down the back of her thighs and then up between them, to touch her intimately. She gasped as his thumb circled her clit, dragging his fingers along her slit. Feathery strokes that heated her blood. It was torture, heavenly torture.

“Feel how wet she is, Ares.”

Ares teased down her stomach to dive into her warmth.

“I want to fuck this pussy, Adira,” he murmured. “Would you like that? Would you like my cock buried in your tight little cunt while Hunter takes your last virginity?”

“What?” she breathed.

“Your ass, baby girl,” Hunter whispered in her ear.

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