Page 95 of Reign of Psychos

Kyril had made sure of that when the plans were first drawn up. In his words, “Nobody gets to look at my naked wife except me.” I’d pointed out he wasn’t the only man who got to see me naked, but he’d ignored me. My other husbands didn’t count, apparently.

Five sets of lustful eyes tracked me as I slid my silk panties down my tanned thighs.

“Damn, wifey, I’m liking this surprise.” Landon placed a tub of my favorite cookie dough ice cream on the side of the pool and quickly stripped off his shirt and pants.

I licked my lips when his boxers dropped to the floor. Holy shit. The sight of his cut abs never failed to make me swoon. The guy was pretty as a smutty book cover model. And he knew it.

“Like what you see, wifey?” he smirked, squeezing his already hard dick.

“Not really, no. Please put your dick away before you make my eyes bleed,” Dario grumbled with a grimace.

“You’re just jealous becauseho un pene più grande.” Landon had been learning Italian, and from Dario’s murderous expression, he didnotappreciate being told Lan thought his penis was bigger than Dar’s.

They were pretty evenly matched, but I decided it was safer to stay out of their stupid argument. There was a tub of ice cream with my name on it (literally, as writing my name on the tub was the only way to stop my bestie from stealing it).

“Sei un stronzo,” Dar spat.

“He is an asshole,” Milo agreed with a smirk. Aside from me and Dar, Milo was the only other one fluent in Italian. He, too, had been learning my native tongue. He said learning a new language helped him with his coding. I had no clue why, but I loved hearing him whisper dirty things in Italian while he fucked me.

“Ti amo di più,” I purred in Milo’s direction, blowing him a kiss.

“Hey! Not fair! I brought you the ice cream!” Landon bitched before climbing into the pool between me and Dar.

“Yeah, and then you ruined it by being a dick.” Dario smirked while Landon pouted. Cassian rolled his eyes.

“You’d think that after seven years, you two would have stopped fighting,” he said with a sigh.

Landon shrugged, resting one hand on my thigh and grinning.

“Never going to happen. There’s way too much unresolved sexual tension between us.”

Oh, for fuck’s sake. I’d arranged this afternoon so we could spend a few hours together, the six of us. We hardly ever got the chance to be together as a group. Cassian and Kyril wereaway more often than not, dealing with mafia business, and the business I’d set up kept me, Milo, and Dar busy, and also Landon when we had a sting organized.

From Dar’s look of fury and the violent threats he threw at Landon, I could tell things were about to get ugly. It was time to chuck a grenade into the mix.

I licked my spoon and pushed my ice cream to one side. Reluctantly, it had to be said. Frankly, a hot date with a cold tub of ice cream was beginning to look a lot more fun than dealing with a bunch of toddlers.

“Quiet!”

Landon and Dario paused in their argument and turned to face me. Cassian’s eyebrow quirked up and he half-smiled. Kyril and Milo both looked at me curiously.

“Something to say, sweet girl?” Cassian asked. His hazel eyes sparkled with amusement.

“Yes. I do as it happens.” I gathered my thoughts. The last time they found out I was pregnant, it was a complete shitshow. And I wasn’t even there. I really wanted this time to be better.

“So I have something to tell you guys,” I began.

Kyril’s large hand squeezed my leg encouragingly. He seemed remarkably relaxed. Maybe he’d already guessed?

“I’m, um, pregnant.”

Silence. Nothing but the sound of the wind and distant traffic noises.

Shit. Were they mad?

I scanned their faces. Cassian seemed surprised. Milo smirked. Yeah, he’d totally guessed already.The asshole. Landon… looked excited? Dario too. Kyril just stared at me, seeming…also excited.

“Which one of us is the father? It has to be me, right?” Landon sent a wave of water crashing over the side of the pool as hepulled me into his arms. “Wifey, I can’t wait to be a daddy again!”

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