Page 75 of Vicious Little Princess

I reached out and took her hand. “We can’t imagine it being any other way either, darlin’.”

I saw her try to conceal her surprise that I was making physical contact.

It was the first time I’d touched any one of them since that hellhole.

The urge to pull back was there.

But I didn’t let it rule me.

I kept hold of her hand, even stroking her fingers, my gaze focused on her to ram it home to my brain that it washerI was connecting with.

“You know, the night we went out riding, before the crash, I was actually planning on telling you something. The guys as well once they’d come back from that attack on Nico’s shipment.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s well-established that I’m a thrill seeker.”

“Definitely,” she said, looking nervous.

Probably because I didn’t look like I was in any state to see to that right about now.

That nervousness escalated as I went on, “And that included sex. Some may call me a sex addict. Whether I am or I’m not, the fact is I’ve always needed a lot of it and a whole lot of intensity along with it. I hadn’t been able to get that from just one person before. Something that was always hard for Milo. But on his end, he couldn’t live up to that because he was focused on his work for the Marchettis, always too distracted to commit to being that person for me. And I’m also a lot to take.Butwith the four of us coming together, it’s changed things. Having you as a part of it has also brought that intensity I’ve needed. You’ve brought out the wilder and dirtier side of Milo. Jesus, before this, he barely ever got the urge as it was. And when we come together, all four of us, it’s better and more satisfying than anything I’ve ever felt before, even with my activities atNocturne.As such, I haven’t felt the urge to seek out my Subs, to seek out anyone or anything else for sexual gratification.”I shifted my weight with my cane. “What I’m trying to say is, that night, I was going to tell you that I don’t want that to be an option anymore. I want to be exclusive. I want it to just be about our foursome. It feels fucked-up thinking about going outside of the four of us now, anyway.”

That sentiment obviously had made what had happened with Angelo even worse, that he’d torn into that, tried to take that away from me, from us. He’d inserted himself where I didn’t want anybody else inserting themselves, just wanting it to be the four of us from here on out.

“That’s lovely,” Cat said, beaming out at me. “It’s going to mean a lot to everyone. And I understand what a big deal it is for you, too.” She eased from my grip on her hand. “Do you think it’s the best idea to be talking about this sort of thing right now, though?”

“Our foursome?”

“The sexual aspect of it.”

There was that walking-on-eggshells thing again.

“Yeah,” I said, stepping closer, right up to her. “I do.”

“Julian—”

“You look sexy as fuck in this,” I said, running my fingers along the bust of her strapless black Layered jumpsuit that was adorned with a crystal belt. Her hair was flowing down in soft waves. She was wearing a pair of her favored Vivier pumps.

She was dressed up again how she always used to be for work to run her Camlann Corporation empire. Before all of this shit had gone down, including everything that had come along with her forced marriage to Nico.

It made me happy to see her as the powerhouse business tycoon that she truly was.

Before the doctor had shown up, she’d been working remotely too, opposite me.

She sucked in an unsteady breath as I trailed my fingers along the tops of her breasts. I saw her swallow hard and force her focus, telling me, “As I was heading back in here, I was hoping you’d be done with Carver Group business for the day so we could get into discussing our partnership plans for expansion.” She wrapped her fingers around my wrist and eased it from her. A gentle smile graced her lips as she said all too carefully, “Let’s see to that, shall we?”

“We can. After.”

“After?”

I pushed into her and brushed my lips over the side of her throat, tracing the fading marks there. “You and Nico certainly like to mark your territory.”

He’d come down the stairs this morning in a rush still buttoning up his shirt, and I’d seen fading scratch marks all over his torso. From a few days ago, something that had clearly happened before I’d been discharged from the hospital. Nothing had happened since, not with Milo included, either. And I knew it was because of me. They didn’t want anything sexual occurring near me or even upstairs, but still in the same house as me. The three of them abstaining wasn’t exactly the best idea right now with how tense they all were.

None of it was the best for any of us.

So I needed to put an end to it.

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