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Kerrington shuts the door, and I can’t hear what the two of them are talking about because Landon’s got the music turned up. He’s relaxed in the passenger seat with a lazy smile on his face, as if he doesn’t have a care in the world.

“How you feeling, Duchess?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Focusing on him feels better than worrying about my troubles. “You look exhausted.”

“I am.” He squirms a little. “But it’s nice. I’ve been cruising in subspace for a while now.I’m gonna sleep like a baby.”

I love that for him.

Kerrington gets in the car and checks on both of us before hitting the road. The ride home is quiet. I fall back into my thoughts and the conversation Mason and I just had. Tears prick my eyes again, but I fight them for all I’m worth. I don’t want Kerr or Lan to see me upset. They’ll ask questions I’m not ready to answer yet.

My heart is already breaking as it is and when they find out my biggest secret, I’m fucking doomed.

Kerrington helps Landon into the hotel. Jeez, I guess having that many forced orgasms can really take it out of you. I wouldn’t know. But going off how I collapsed earlier with just a couple of hard climaxes, I can only imagine what Landon’s body must feel like.

“Almost there,” Kerr says to him in a soothing voice. “You did so good for us tonight.”

Landon offers another smile, his eyes at half mast, as he faces Kerrington and kisses him. They worship each other slowly. Thoughtfully.

“Fuck me?” Landon asks with a hopeful cadence.

“You’re not too sore?”

Lan shakes his head. “No. I’m perfect.”

Kerrington kisses him again and then crooks his finger, beckoning me to join them.

Funny, whenever they are together, I never feel like the third wheel. It’s like I’ve been partof… whatever they are… and always have been. We’re too comfortable for three people who haven’t spent a lot of time together.

Too comfortable around each other for me to keep holding this last secret.

Kerrington removes Landon’s clothes first and lays him back on the bed. Then he carefully pulls out the plug, making Landon grunt with relief.

“So. Fucking. Pretty.” Kerr kisses him again. “You’ve been such a good boy tonight.”

“Mmmph.”

My mouth waters as Kerrington strips down and gets prepped.

Landon looks over at me and smiles. “Sit on your throne, Duchess.”

I don’t even know what that means.

“Strip and sit on his face,” Kerrington explains. “He deserves a reward for his excellent behavior this evening.”

My hands shake as I do what I’m told, peeling layers of clothing off my aching body and climbing onto the bed. “Which way?”

“Face me,” Kerr demands. “I want to look in your eyes while I fuck him.”

Before obeying, I kiss Landon, double checking to make sure he’s up for this.

“You taste like expensive bourbon and heaven.”

That makes me giggle, lightening my mood. “How can you tell it was expensive?”

“Baby, I’m too bougie to not know the difference between a three-dollar shot and a hundred-dollar one.” He flashes me a big smile and crooks his finger at me. “Saddle up, sweetheart. I skipped dessert in the restaurant, knowing you’d serve me a better one.”

How can he make the raunchiest things so sweet?

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