Page 91 of Let Us Prey

“Now I want your full name, asshole. I know it must be bad because you get cranky when people use even your whole first name.”

You have no idea, little bunny.

I sigh and lean in, looking into her eyes. “I’ll whisper it, only for you to hear because it’s ridiculous. I can’t even get monogrammed shit because my dickface father wanted us to sound regal.”

“Okay.” Her face is full of glee, and it makes my chest hurt to look at her.

“Fitzgerald Ulysses Castor Khan.”

It only takes her a minute, but she slaps her palm over her mouth before the giggles can escape. She looks at me with renewed softness, despite the laughter she can’t quite control. When she finally locks it down, she lets out a long breath. “Oh, Fitz. I’m sorry.”

“It could be Chester Cheetah or Felix Ivan Nestor Khan,” I drawl with a satisfied smirk. “My brothers don’t have it much easier, unfortunately.”

That sends her into another round of laughter that has her wheezing, and although I’m going to get my ass kicked, I can’t stop. I want to make my girl look like this all the fucking time, even when we’re not naked. The pure joy on her features has my entire body buzzing with happiness; it’s damn near intoxicating.

“Do the others know?” she asks when she has control again and I shake my head. “I mean, they know mine and Chess. Felix is fucking vicious in keeping his under wraps.”

The mischievous look on her face tells me that information will probably get her a nicely warmed ass in the future, but that’s a future Dolly problem. I’m merely a purveyor of information. “My turn.”

“Yes. You get two because ‘fuck’ and ‘fink’ are worth it.”

“Ooh. Fairness is sexy, baby girl.” I take a deep breath, hoping the humor has warmed her up enough to broach this shit. “Do you like all of us? Like sexy times and such like us?”

Her eyes widen and her entire body tenses against mine. It’s silent for a long time—or it feels like it—and she swallows hard. “All of you? Like you and Chess and Felix and Aubrey and Rennie?”

I nod, tilting my head as I run my fingers through her hair. “Yes, baby girl. All of us.”

Dolly chews her lip for a minute, looking at her hands as she fiddles with the folded napkin in front of her. “I… I mean, I like everyone and um, I would like to get to know?—”

Rolling my eyes, I grasp her chin and turn her face towards me. “No escape. Do you like all of us or not?”

“Yes,” she whispers as her eyes meet mine. There’s fear in them, as if admitting she desires more than one of us will get her in trouble with me.

No fucking way.

My hand slides down to her neck, pressing lightly as I smile. Her breath hitches as I hold her in place and I make a mental note that she might have a few darker kinks to explore when the time is right. “Good girl. See? That wasn't so hard, right?”

Felix will lose his goddamn mind when I tell him.

“What’s the other question?”

This time I inhale slowly, hoping the important task they have assigned me won’t freak her out. “Would you consent to dating all of us if we asked? Just us and just you, baby girl. No one else is invited.”

Her pulse thumps under my hand and I brush a thumb over it lightly before tipping her head back more, so she has to keep looking at me. The question hangs in the air and I wait, allowing her to process it without pressure. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips and I bite back a groan.

I may not make it through this damn dinner. I hope there’s a nice fucking bathroom.

“You’re asking for… everyone? Even Felix?” she finally asks.

Nodding, I give her a gentle smile. “I know. Chess would have been a better choice because he’s got the words, but he’s so damn jumpy around you, baby girl. You make him feel shit he’s never felt before and it’s taken him a while to get a grip.”

“Is this just because you want to protect me? I’m not a weakling, you know, and no one has to put their… claim… on me to keep me safe. I don’t want that.”

Shit. Now she thinks we’re doing this out of pity, but little does she know none of us does anything for people we don’t want to.

I shake my head and grin. “Trust me, baby girl. While we want to protect you, there’s not an altruistic bone in most of our bodies. Boners, however, seem to be a different story since you hopped onto campus.”

That earns me a little giggle and her cheeks heat as she looks at me again. “Then… okay, but I have conditions.”

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