Page 52 of Gilded Desires

This time I have a moment to take everything in. The polished floors, the clean kitchen. Unlike a normal bachelor pad that would have clothes over the back of chairs or dirty dishes stacked in the dishwasher, their place is immaculate.

Every room I step into is the same. Tidy and well-planned out.

Soft hues of brown mixed with dark browns and various shades of blue are used in every room.

I walk the halls and take in all the pictures of those who look to be military friends. Some are dressed in fatigues with their arms slung over my men’s shoulders.

In other frames, Gage, Aziel, and Rush are dressed in their military blues.

What doesn’t change in any of the pictures is Gage’s serious, straight-faced expression. Hardcore, deadly. Rush is more laid back in every snap of him. He either has a smile or looks comfortable where he is at that particular moment.

Aziel on the other hand has a wide variety of emotions coming through. Some show his fun side. Holding up peace signs and flashing silly grins but in the more recent ones, he seems more stressed. Almost like he’s on edge wearing all his tactical gear.

I return to the living room. There are plenty of drawers I could comb through to get a better sense of who I’ve spent the last few weeks taking into my body—and heart. But that’s just not me. If I want my boundaries respected, I am a firm believer one needs to offer it first.

I continue to take in the photos on the walls and end tables. A few are scattered in various cubbies on the back wall. Their entertainment center is loaded with the obvious large-screen TV. But there are tons of books on various topics and even more photos.

In contrast, the Constantine compound has nothing that can be used as leverage against the family. No photos, no clue as to who the Constantines are and who we hold dear.

I pick one frame up. It’s of Aziel in the hospital with Rush on one side and Gage on the other posing with their brother. Aziel appears to have lost weight in the photo compared to him now. Dark circles ring the underside of his eyes and the other two look worried sick. It had to have been a serious injury.

I squeeze my eyes closed and try to imagine the world without his cocky grin and humor and it hurts just thinking about it.

It’s almost dinner time. The news I have will settle better with food. I drag out some steaks I think they have planned for the evening.

To grill or broil?

Opposite the kitchen is a huge balcony overlooking the lake. It’s late summer and the weather is gorgeous. Sunset, good food, and some wine. At least for them. I will need all the props in my favor for what I have to share tonight. “Grill it is.”

I set the steaks to marinate, pull out some veggies to roast, and prepare some iced tea a college friend from Georgia taught me how to make—a squeeze of fresh lemon and just a bit more sugar than you are used to.

I head to shower, taking my time in the hot water. Smelling like them and wrapped in their towel, I find a message from Gage waiting for me.

I pick up my phone and can’t help but smile. The fluttering of anticipation is a real struggle.

Glad you stopped by. The plane has landed. We won’t be long. All safe with you?

They must have cameras. Good thing I didn’t snoop. And where did they go to train? It doesn’t matter. What does is that it won’t be long before they roll up. Should I just blurt it all out over a text message? My hands shake at the thought.

No. I can’t do that to them. They deserve the truth from me. Face to face.

I thumb out a quick reply.

Yes. I know we don’t have a show tonight, but I thought I could give you one.

A few days ago, Aziel bragged that he kept a few unused items from our first show. If I know him, he will have stored them in the nearest drawer to the bed.

Wicked delight zings through me. I turn my phone into selfie mode and hit record.

I pull out the large, thick dildo none of the men had a chance to use on me given they were too busy feeding me theirs. With the video recording, I stare right at the camera and kiss the fat head, passing my tongue over the tip.

I hit send and wait with my heart thumping wildly.

My phone pings immediately with:Do that again, only take as much as you can into that perfect mouth

Rush loves me sucking cock.

I set the phone on the nightstand and hit video call. Rush picks up and from what I can tell all three are looking at his phone.

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