Page 106 of Uncaged Obsessions

“Told you I could tell our girl was here,” Caine insists.

“I never said you were wrong,” Drew insists.

“No fighting, I just didn’t want to interrupt you,” I tell them to stop the fight before it can progress further.

“Interrupt us any time, little one, we want your interruptions.”

“I don’t think Cal and Alexander would like that,” I tell them.

“If Danner walked in, they would be distracted too,” Drew says.

I roll my eyes. I keep telling her they want her, but she continues to insist it’s not going to happen. Though, if they’repersistent like my guys I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before she gives in.

“I actually have to go to work soon, but came by to show you something,” I announce because as much as I would love to take advantage of an empty gym with them, I really do have to go soon. They’ve tried to convince me to quit The Tavern and work here instead, but I like my job. That may not be a normal feeling to have about working, but it is for me.

“I hope it’s your pussy,” Caine groans and I give him an unamused look.

“You saw that this morning,” I sass.

“And I’d happily see it every second, every day for the rest of my life,” he tells me seriously.

For some reason that makes me melt a little, and maybe I can be late to work.

“What do you want to show us, baby girl?” Adam brings me back to what I actually came here for.

I adjust slightly on the desk where I’m still sitting. “I did something.”

I catch the way they all look me over, probably trying to figure it out before I show them. For some reason I start to get nervous about it, maybe they won’t like it, and will think it’s dumb.

I shake away the fear because that’s not who they are, that would be something that would happen in my old life, but not with them. They wouldn’t ever make me feel anything less than perfect.

With that thought, I grab the hem of my shirt and start to pull it up, and Caine can’t help himself saying, “Fuck yeah, your tits work too, killer.”

I pause my movement to glare at him. I shake my head, but continue to pull my shirt off, knowing my boobs may distract them, but I’m hoping what’s between them is enough to draw their attention, since that’s what I’m here to show them.

Should I have gotten the tattoo done in another spot? Probably. But I wanted it to be front and center on my body, just for this moment.

The snake tattoo runs up my sternum, the head reaching just above my boobs. They all look at me, taking it in, and it takes a minute for them to catch the abstract markings on the snake.

“Is that an A?” Adam asks, and I smirk.

“And a D?” Drew joins in.

“I know that’s a C.” Caine smirks.

I nod at all of them. Hidden in the markings are each of their first initials, it’s not obvious at first glance, but they’re there. Imprinted on my skin, just like the three of them have embedded themselves in my soul.

“That’s so fucking hot, killer, I’m going to get your name tattooed on me as my first tattoo,” Caine growls, reaching for me.

“Where?” I ask, not sure how I think about him doing that, but also liking the sound of it.

“Anywhere. On my fucking dick if you want.”

I huff out a laugh. “If you do that, I don’t think you can use it until it’s healed.”

He grimaces. “Good point, I’ll get it somewhere else.”

“If you’re getting her name, then so am I. But bigger,” Drew announces.

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