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“It would be a foursome,” Mordyn corrected. “Three of them, one of you.”

“Whatever.”

“Not even the least bit tempted? My, this is serious.”

“I just…” Mikael sighed. “I want Collin.” His gaze drifted to his phone again. Still no message.

“Do you have a picture of this Collin?” Mordyn asked, sounding curious.

Mikael opened his photo app. He’d taken a few screenshots during Collin’s streams. His favorite was one he’d taken when Collin was lying on the bed with his cock in his hand, his cheeks red and his mouth open on the sexiest moan Mikael had ever heard, his expression one of pure pleasure.

Mikael had gotten off to that picture more than once.

Probably not the best screenshot to show to his sire, but Mordyn was already leaning in to look. He whistled softly. “Well, I don’t blame you for being obsessed.” He studied the picture. “What is he? A shifter or a mage? Or maybe an incubus? He looks like he could be an incubus.”

“I have no idea,” Mikael admitted as he tucked his phone back into his pocket. If he looked at his screenshots any longer, he was gonna have to leave the club and find some privacy. “All the information on his channel is pretty bare minimum. I don’t think he wants people to know too much about him.”

“So your crush is playing hard to get or he’s too shy to get with you.”

“He jerks off on camera. I don’t think he’s shy.”

“Maybe he’s not into guys.”

Mikael shook his head. “He keeps watching my streams.”

“You have women on there sometimes.”

“I didn’t tonight.”

Mordyn took another sip of his drink and considered the situation. Mikael could practically see his wheels spinning. He had that glint in his eyes that he always got when he was cooking up a new plan.

Mikael felt conflicted. On one hand, his sire loved causing chaos. On the other hand, he was extremely adept at getting people to do what he wanted, and if he had any advice on how Mikael could get Collin to do what he wanted…

“I think,” he said, “you should invite your friend to the masquerade we’re having next month.” Mordyn leaned closer as he spoke, the predatory look in his green eyes intensifying as he met Mikael’s gaze. “In fact, you should invite all of your streamer friends. Make it a big event in your circle.”

Mikael blinked. “We’re having a masquerade at the club?”

“Keegan’s organizing it.” Mordyn grinned. “He lost at game night, remember?”

“I was working that night.” Mikael scratched the back of his neck. He’d meant to catch up on what had happened in his absence, but when he was done streaming that night he’d spent hours ‘checking out the competition.’

Damn it.

“Invite your friends,” Mordyn said. “And Collin. Maybe the possibility of attending in costume will make it easier to lure the shy boy out of hiding. Especially if everyone else in your circle is going. It’ll be difficult for him to pass up the networking opportunity.”

Mikael considered that.

It might help.

If he could convince Collin to come to a masked party, he might finally have a chance to talk to him. If they saw each other face to face, without a computer between them, maybe Collin would finally agree to a joint project.

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

Gods above, at this point, Mikael was willing to try anything to get his hands on Collin.

Chapter Three

Collin was in the middle of editing footage for a video he planned to post on Sunday when his phone vibrated against the wooden surface of his desk. He glanced at it to check the message. He was expecting it to be from his brother, but when the screen showed a new message notification from OnlyFangs, his pulse spiked.

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