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That’s all it takes. His admission, the way he pants my name. I unload onto his chest with a roar.

As I watch my release sink into the crevices of his abdomen, I can’t help but reach down and drag the mess up to his nipples, swirling it around those pink, puckered nubs.

“So fucking pretty in my mess.”

“Oh god,” he whispers as his legs drop from my shoulders, and I fall onto him, kissing him roughly. His legs tangle behind my back and my hands fist his hair, the two of us rolling around on the bed, pulling the sheets off the edge of the mattress, making a mess of it all. We do this until we’re ready to go again. Reaching between us, I jack us both off until we’re both frothing and panting like dogs in heat.

And finally, when we’re done, I pull him against me and tuck him into my chest.

“So, so good for me.”

“Mm,” he murmurs, half-asleep already.

“Yes, baby, sleep.”

He sighs and drifts off, happy and satiated. I push my face into his neck and inhale.

Mine, my heart thinks.

Always mine.

14

VIKTOR

Iwake up to Bane snuggling against my chest, his soft snores pulling me from my dreams.

“Mmph, Bane. What the fuck?” I murmur as he snorts himself awake. I realize that he’s pressed up against my cum-stained chest, not that he has any issue with bodily fluids, it seems. He was probably lured in here by the scent of sex.

“Oh. Hi,” he says with a yawn and then snuggles into me further. He’s fully dressed in pajama bottoms and a white t-shirt, but still, I can feel his morning wood pressed up against my own.

Behind me, Luca is starting to wake, and I feel his hand travel up, bumping between Bane and me.

“Why the fuck is there another man in our bed?”

“It’s Bane.”

Luca is silent, but pats Bane’s side, making Bane wiggle even closer.

“What’s wrong? Why are you in bed with us?” Luca asks.

“Georgiy is back to ignoring me, and Teddy erased his numberfrom my phone when I told him how toxic he was. So I think it’s over.”

“It’s not over until you’re dead,” Luca replies, which I find very unhelpful. Stupid man.

“Luca,” I murmur, but he’s rolling over and sitting up.

“Maybe you should find someone else to fuck, for now at least. Georgiy is just playing games with you,” I say.

Bane sighs and rubs his nose against my collarbone. “I think he is, too. I was thinking about maybe asking Jax for some sex company. He has nice muscles and has thrown me around a bit. I think he could maybe give me what I need.”

“God, not Jax,” I say.

“What’s wrong with him?”

“He’s a walking red flag.”

“I love red flags. That color looks good on me. I think you need something better than that for me to stay away.”

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