Page 142 of Roaring Flames

“Was this the bet?” Desiree asks in disbelief.

“No! I never asked them to be naked!”

Because Ethan and Emeryarecompletely naked, their hands covering their junk.

And every ounce of hair on their bodies is gone.

The blond tousled curls on their heads.

Their eyebrows.

Their chests.

Their arms.

Their legs.

I wonder if they even shaved their…

Nope. Not going there.

Desiree covers her mouth with her hand as laughter bubbles free. “Oh my god.”

“Is this your doing?” Christian, who has been talking with a few wolves a short distance away, comes to stand beside me, his twinkling eyes trained on the twins.

“I didn’t tell them they had to come out butt-ass naked!” I insist.

“Nudity is common amongst wolves,” Christian says, as if that explains everything.

It totally doesn’t.

“What the fuck am I looking at?” Reid rumbles as he stomps towards our table, Ashton following a short distance behind him.

The latter doesn’t even look at me.

“They were so sure they would beat me at the arcade,” I say with a shrug. “I told them that if they were to lose, they would have to shave off all of their hair.” When everyone turns to stare at me in shock, I shrug again. “What? Emery said it’ll grow back within a couple of days.”

“They look…more repulsive than usual,” Desiree says, frowning.

“Like adult babies,” adds Christian.

Reid simply laughs into his hands.

“Oh god. What are they doing now?” I whisper in horror, watching as Emery moves to stand on one of the picnic tables.

He removes his hands from his dick and props them on his hips.

And…yup.

He is shaved everywhere.

Oh my god.

I need to stop looking, but I can’t.

My trepidation melts into heat, traversing my veins like liquid fire.

“Can I have everyone’s attention?” Emery calls without any shame whatsoever.

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