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Reed closed the distance between us and took a fistful of my hair. His grip was tight but not painful and he used it to tilt my face up to his. “Make a list of what you want to learn or experience. After you clean that mess up.”

I swallowed as heat scorched me. “And then we’ll start the lessons?”

“Lessons.” The word left Reed’s lips like a curse. “This isn’t school. You aren’t going to go from being a pure little virgin to taking three cocks at once in a night, Hellcat. You have to crawl before you walk. Clean up the mess and then we’ll talk more.”

“How do I know you’re not just tricking me to make me clean?” I gasped as his grip tightened in my hair and he stepped closer, close enough I could feel his erection pressing into my stomach. “Oh, okay. Yep, I get it. That’s a penis.”

Lennon groaned and locked his hands behind his head. “Penis. Jesus, we’re going to hell.”

“Reed.” Dean’s voice was hard and Reed instantly let me go and stepped back. “We’ll be waiting for you in the living room.”

I slumped back against my bed as soon as they left. My heart was pounding and my panties were soaked. I had the distinct feeling I’d bitten off more than I could chew but I wasn’t a quitter.

The guys waiting for me in the living room meant they could watch me as I cleaned up my dinner. I shot them curious glances as I took care of everything, wondering about what they were thinking. I was also wondering about what it meant to crawl before walking. What was crawling to them? What did they think about reverse harems? If Dean read many of my books, he definitely wasn’t new to the idea of them.

By the time I got done, I was shaking with nerves and excitement. I held up my finger to tell them to wait as I rushed tomy bathroom. I stripped my panties off and ran a brush through my hair before brushing my teeth and staring myself down in the mirror. I was going to lose my virginity. Finally.

I hurried to the living room and stood in front of them with my hands clutched in front of me, gripping the bottom of the shirt I wore. “Okay. How do we do this?”

Dean swore and stood up to put the couch between us. “Just sit down and keep your hands where we can see them.”

I sighed and curled up against the arm of the couch. “Better?”

He slowly walked back around and sat down. “Not much.”

Lennon sat forward. “We were giving you time to be sure of your ideas. Judging by the fit you threw, I’m guessing you’re still sure you want this.”

I inhaled deeply and blew it out slowly. “I’m sure.”

CHAPTER 20

Lennon

Lies. All lies. We hadn’t been hiding to give her time to be sure. We were hiding in a full-fledged panic, trying to gather our strength to say no. There was no way we could do what she wanted. No fucking way. Except…the idea of her searching out some other random assholes to help her made our skin crawl. We couldn’t do everything she wanted, but we could tease it out while the investigation played out. We just had to do as little as possible until she could go back home. She didn’t need to know we had no plans on touching her. Much. Unfortunately.

She was sitting there, so fucking pretty, with her eyes so wide as she waited for us to lead her into what we wanted. Her curves couldn’t be hidden beneath my shirt and the small flash of her bare upper thighs when she’d been standing before us had me rock hard already. It wasn’t good. We still had to keep ourselves together and do our best not to cross too many lines. She was our friends’ baby sister. That mattered.

“What all have you done?” Reed’s voice broke the silence and brought a blush to Vera’s cheeks. “Everything you’ve ever done.”

She wiggled in her seat. “I get myself off plenty. That’s it, though.”

Dean made a sound of pain and pressed his fist to his mouth. He’d struggled the most with the idea of giving in to Vera. He was closest to Mills and felt a load of guilt that was enough to choke him but not enough to kill his hard on for Mills’ baby sister.

“Details.” Reed’s stare was intense as he watched Vera. “If you want to do anything, you have to be able to talk about it.”

“Talk about it… Okay. Um… I have a few sex toys.”

“I’m aware.” I couldn’t help interrupting. Her closet had been a treasure chest of toys. “Why do you have so many?”

She wiggled in her spot. “Just because. Do you want to know more, or not?”

Reed shot me a look before nodding at her.

“Okay. I have a favorite vibrator, of course.” She shrugged. “My hymen has been gone for a long time. Did you know a lot of girls break their own—”

“Jesus Christ.” Dean shot me an angry glare, like I was the one speaking.

“Anyway.” Vera continued on. “I use toys…on myself. There’s this one, it’s bright purple.”

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