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Her jaw slackens and lips part.

“I want you to eat two bites of this for me, and then we’re going to revisit those fries again.” I push the spoon into her mouth and watch her lips wrap around the silverware.

“She takes orders so well,” Kerrington says from behind me.

“Yeah, she does.” My smile is so wide, I’m sure I look like a shark about to devour a little mermaid in my tub. “Take two more sips of water for us.”

Nicole does it.

Jesus, it’s like she’s gone into some kind of trance. I can’t tell if I like it or not. It’s fun to giveorders, but this is a little unsettling.

“Do you need us to take care of you like this, Nicole?” Kerrington asks gently. Dropping to his knees beside me at the tub, he brushes some of her hair away from her forehead. “There is no wrong answer, baby. As long as it’s the truth.”

Her cheeks turn red, eyes water. She doesn’t answer.

“There’s no judgement here,” I reiterate. “And what happens in the hotel room, stays in the hotel room.”

We never told Mason, Leah, or anyone else about our last threesome. We knew it could fuck up her home life and social circles if she was caught with us. Unfortunately, our time at the club was leaked, anyway. Christ, just dancing with her set off the rumor mills.

We took care of it swiftly, though.

If she needs to be a complete submissive to two Doms, we’re more than happy to oblige. I get it. Sometimes you need to just stop thinking and be told what to do. Let the stress of life sit in the corner for a while and be controlled so you don’t even have to come up with what to eat, or what chore to do next, or what to wear. Give all the burdens and responsibilities to someone you trust for a hot minute so you can fucking breathe.

“You have to use your words,” Kerrington reminds her. “Nothing can happen here before then.”

A tear slips down her cheek and my heartcracks in half. Is it so hard to admit what you want?

“You can think about it,” I casually say. “Take your time in here and relax. Finish drinking that water for us, too.”

I tap Kerrington’s shoulder, signaling him to get up, and we both leave her in the bathroom to consider our offer.

“I don’t think she’s going to go for it,” Kerrington whispers. “We’re not that lucky.”

Luck has nothing to do with this. “She’s desperate.”

His brows pinch.

“She went to Mason’s house,” I explain. “You know she can’t stand him. Their love-hate relationship has never changed. If anything, I suspect it got worse when he cut ties from everyone while she was left in hell after the gala. But she ran tohim. And look at her. She’s skin and bones.”

Kerr nods with the corners of his mouth turned down. “Do you want her?”

“Yes,” I admit without hesitation. The way he nearly flinches makes me pause. “Do you?”

He takes a moment, but finally says yes. His hesitation makes me reconsider our offer. “If this is going to fuck us up more, put more strain on what we have, then we need to stop before we start.” His silence makes me tense. “Kerr. Are you listening to me?”

He grabs me by the throat and pushes meback against the wall, holding my stare for so long, I melt. Then he kisses the ever-loving shit out of me. I have no clue what’s gotten into him, but I love it. Crave it.

“It won’t ruin us,” he finally says after breaking away from me. Letting me go, he backs up, still catching his breath.

“But what if it does?” I’m scared for us. I want the three of us back together badly, but am I willing to risk everything for it? Fuck.

I am.

And I think Kerrington is too because he pops off with, “If it wrecks what you and I have, then maybe we were never meant to be.”

My heart crashes.

He must see the devastation on my face because he adds, “Come on, Landon. Don’t pretend you haven’t been obsessing over her ever since she sprinted out of our bed the last time we did this.” He closes in on me again. “I see you up in the middle of the night checking her socials. I know you think of her when you jerk off. And that bit about the special chocolates?” His gaze drags down my body. “How long have you been studying her? Memorizing every little thing about her?”

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