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Frost, who was licking his lips, crouched down beside me and did what Storm told him to. "Just so you know, Jay's cum is really tasty."

I smiled around my mouthful and sucked while all three of them thrust inside me, filling me again. This time was different to fucking on the couch with Atlas and Storm. Their cocks hit me differently, but just as good. I was slower to come this time, but it was just as intense and wonderful. Like before, Frost was the first to come, filling my mouth until I swallowed.

He was quickly followed by Ramsey, who grunted and moaned before coming in my ass.

Dallas was last, but only by a handful of moments. Thrusting up into me like he could never get enough of being inside me.Like all there was in the world was my pussy and his cock. He moaned loudly and fell still, exploding inside me for a second time before flopping back against the rug.

"Fuck," Frost whispered. "You are something else, woman."

"She's perfect," Storm said. "And she's ours." After a beat, he added, "Let's get her cleaned up."

That was a good idea, because with so much cum inside me, I'd make a mess if I sat back down on the couch. I wouldn't have it any other way.

There was nothing like being fucked by six incredible men to make me forget reality for a while.

Unwelcome, it crashed back into my mind along with questions.

What was India up to, and who was Nile Fox?

Chapter Fifteen

Chelsea

"She was quite the interesting person,"Ice remarked. He leaned forward, propping his elbow on the table and took a sip of beer.

"Why is that?" Storm asked. He looked over the table at my brother, his eyes narrowed.

Hazards was relatively quiet for this time of night. My brother, Storm, Ramsey, Dallas and I sat around a table. Frost, Jay and Atlas were playing pool and laughing about something. As usual, Dallas sat as close to me as he could, his hand on my thigh.

"From what I can tell, India was popular with staff and customers," Ice said slowly, giving me a slight tilt of his head. "She did well at school. She got into university to study veterinary science, but never went."

"She went straight from school to working at Flirts," I said. "She never said anything about getting into uni. Mostly she talked about being close to her family and things like that." He was right though, everyone adored her.

"How does that make her interesting?" Storm asked. "Plenty of people don't go to university."

"That's true," Ice agreed. "But from the start she had more in her bank account than the average employee of Flirts. We've traced a bunch of payments that went in every month. Divina wasn't her only employer. She probably owed a ton in back taxes."

"Avoiding tax doesn't mean she deserved what…happened to her," Dallas said awkwardly.

"It depends where the money came from," I said. "Let me guess, Carlos Jones?"

"We haven't traced it directly to him, but that's pretty much the direction it's going, yes," Ice agreed. "An associate of mine suggested India had connections to a number of young people who went missing. A big enough number to warrant looking deeper into it."

"Missing—" Dallas stared at Ice. "You mean they were trafficked?"

"That would be my suspicion." Ice took another sip of his beer. "If I had to guess, I'd say Carlos Jones paid her to bring him people."

I blinked at him a couple of times. "She seemed so nice. I can't believe she'd be involved in something like that."

"People say the same about me." He smiled. "And yet, here we are.” He raised his hand out to the side. “Chelsea, did she ever approach you in a way that suggests she tried to coerce you into a dangerous position?"

"She better fucking not," Storm growled.

"She's already dead," I pointed out.

"Doesn't matter, I'd still…" He shook his head. "I don't know. Something that would make her glad she's already dead."

Dallas squeezed my thigh. "Did she do anything like that to you?"

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