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My eyes flicked to his face. His jaw tightened as he focused on the stage. I didn’t know all of his past, but I knew enough. Knew he’d been hurt. In a weird way, what I was doing with them was healing me. I wished I could help him in return.

He clearly had as many issues as me if he wouldn’t let people touch him. It was strange because he touched me freely. Ordered me around. He needed to be in control. Like I needed to be controlled. Because it was my bad choices that had led me here.

Instead of reaching for him, I flipped my hand up. As the song swelled, he placed his palm in mine. I wasn’t sure if it was the music or him. But I felt warmth spreading all through my body. And for a moment, I was happy.

47

Reid

My eyes tracked the sway of Violet’s ass as she walked up the stairs. My body still tingled from where she’d touched me, but there wasn’t the usual anger I felt when others did it without permission. She was different.

That didn’t mean I wouldn’t enjoy taking the control back.

“Not there.” Her hand hovered over the doorknob to her bedroom.

She turned her head, glancing at me with curious green eyes. There was none of the sadness that had plagued her early weeks here. In a few minutes, I’d have them clouded with desire.

My gut tightened with it as I came up behind her. She shivered as I swept her silky hair over her shoulder. My lips brushed her ear. “You’re sleeping in my bed tonight.”

Her eyes tracked me as I stepped back and proceeded down the hall. This was the first time she’d slept with one of us. We always stayed with her. But everything I needed was in my room.

The click of her heels had my cock rock hard. She loved to be told what to do. To be taken care of.

“Close the door.” The second I heard the soft snick, I turned to look at her.

She was gorgeous in her modest dress. The one that hid how fucking filthy she was underneath. The one I’d been dying to rip off of her all night.

I’d wanted to bend her over the banister and bury myself inside her. Make her scream so every person in that theater would know she was mine. Ours.

And she would’ve let me. But earlier had been about taking her to a place she’d enjoy. Now was about me enjoying her body.

“Did I tell you how gorgeous you looked tonight?”

Her eyes cast down to the floor as if she didn’t believe me. “You picked out the dress.”

She still did that. Turned away from our compliments like she wasn’t worthy of them. We’d expel her of that notion soon enough. She’d know how perfect she was. How consumed we were by her.

“Take off the dress.” Her hands shook as she pulled the knot at her waist. It fluttered about her body, skimming over her gorgeous hips. My gut tightened with desire, but I raised a brow at her. “All of it. Or I’ll have to punish you for making me wait.”

Her thighs pressed together as she let the fabric float down her shoulders. My tongue ran along my lips as I took her in. She was all creamy skin and delicate curves. Her perky tits bounced with each rise of her chest. Her flesh flushed under my attention.

She stood before me in a sheer black bra, a thong, and heels. The low lights gleamed off the jewelry I’d picked out. She looked like the most expensive present I’d ever been given.

And that’s how I felt about her. Like she was a gift. Something precious to be cherished and taken care of.

I closed the distance between us because I couldn’t resist touching her. She shuddered as my hand trailed over her smooth stomach. I pressed my lips to her shoulder as I circled her. “It’s not the clothes, but the perfect woman wearing them.”

Her teeth raked over her bottom lip as if she was trying to hold in her denial. Good. I’d have to punish her if she spoke it out loud, and that wasn’t the plan. I wouldn’t allow my control to slip tonight.

She’d gotten comfortable with all of us now, and I was ready to test her boundaries. See how far we could take her. Because, like my brothers, I didn’t want to let her leave. I wanted her to stay forever.

But I still worried what that meant for everyone. If this thing could really work long term. They didn’t bother worrying. They were too busy enjoying. I wasn’t willing to get crushed when things fell apart. Better to know sooner that she couldn’t handle it.

“Now the rest.” I put space between us so I could look at her. I had the perfect view of her round backside as she slipped her hands in the lace and shoved down her panties.

The urge to smack her ass roared through me. I wanted to see her skin red from my punishment. Hear her moan my name, but I held back.

I shifted to her front again to watch the fabric drop from her perky breasts. Her pale pink nipples were hard, standing at attention under my gaze. My gut tightened. I shook my head, still not believing she was ours to touch.

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