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My hips twitch as I finish all over my fist and abdomen, and I lie rigid for a long moment before sagging back into my mattress.

I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard before.

Silas and Gray shower Charlie with compliments before continuing, and I block out the sounds so I don’t get myself worked up again. There have been nights where I’ve ended up lying awake for what feels like hours masturbating, and even some desperate times where I was up long after they finished, unable to calm myself down.

“Shit.” I sigh, glancing at the mess I made on myself. I should’ve grabbed some tissues.

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CHARLOTTE

SHAY STANDS AGAINST the wall opposite my desk, her finger over her lips in the universal gesture to keep quiet. My palms grow clammy, and I gulp as she turns and shuts my office door.

I didn’t expect to see her after her conversation with Aziel.

For once, I find comfort in knowing all the males in this house are always listening, their ears turned toward my office whenever I’m alone. They’ll be here if I let out even the slightest sound of distress.

That’s if Shay doesn’t kill me first.

She turns away from my now-closed door, her hands still in the air. I lean back as she grabs a piece of paper and pen off my desk, her movements slow and cautious.

What is she doing?

My jaw clenches as I try to avoid showing too much fear. I don’t like her knowing how afraid I am, especially when I know how much she enjoys it.

Shay glances at me before clicking the pen and writing down whatever she wants to say. I find a little pleasure in her choppy human grammar, and I crane my neck to read as she writes.

It’s comforting to know she’s not perfect at everything.

She spins the paper around and slides it in my direction.

Aziel believe me?

I purse my lips, unsure how much I should say.

Aziel is convinced everything she said was false. He thinks Shay’s untrustworthy, and he holds Levia’s word above hers.

I’m still unsure.

Shay may be a raging bitch who’s been more than transparent in her goal to take Silas and Gray from me, but I have trouble understanding what she’d get out of this lie. It would be easier for her to kill me now and wait a couple of years for my males to mourn my loss. Then she could swoop in.

That would make more sense than this odd claim.

I gnaw at the skin on my bottom lip, unsure what to think, before shaking my head.

Shay pinches the bridge of her nose, seemingly genuinely upset, before yanking the note back in her direction so she can write something else.

Aziel need go to Queen of Greed. Mammon is allied to blessed breeds. Good people.

I shrug before grabbing the paper and writing a response.

Aziel says she’s aligned with the ogres. Ogres hate Wraths.

Shay scoffs, the noise quiet but loud enough to make us both freeze. She straightens up and glances at the door, her body entirely still as she waits to see if anybody heard.

After a minute, she nods to herself and returns to the paper.

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