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“Let me hold you for a while in my arms. I need to nuzzle you and feel your warmth against me. I promise I will fuck you when the time is right, okay? And by the way, I’m not leaving you tonight.”

She sighed and buried herself in my arms.

“Sit here, please.” I directed her to the table in my room. “I’m going to get you some food, water, and an ice pack.”

A thousand thoughts ran through my head as I slipped out of the room. I meant what I said earlier. I would claim her, but I wanted it to be special, not when she was already sore. As much as I ached to be buried inside her, it was for the best to wait it out.

A tiny sliver of guilt hit when I realized I wasn’t going to wait for Marcel to give me the green light. It was a risk, but damn, a part of me was as impatient as she was now. Something had changed—shifted—in the playroom today.

The poor thing was so exhausted that by the time I’d gotten back, her head lay against the table, and she was fast asleep. “Silly girl,” I murmured before picking her up and carrying her to the bed.

Her eyes remained closed, and her deep, even breathing told me she was out, out. A warmth passed through me as I situated her in my bed and climbed in behind her. The fear she voiced earlier about me leaving her was hilarious.

Her sweet pussy was the only one I wanted. Hell, it was the only one my cock worked for these days. I wondered how surprised she’d be if she knew that the three of us had stopped fucking anyone else.

I kissed the top of her head as I held her tightly in my arms, listening to her deep breathing. I suddenly felt like the luckiest man on earth.

Chapter 55

Kinsley

Marceled Once More

As the weight of the day settled on me, I found myself falling into a deep, contented sleep. The world slipped away much like the imaginary sand in Alek’s tattoo. When my eyes fluttered open, a sense of desolation at being alone, mingled with that “slept too long” hungover feeling, hit. Damn it all to hell.

The realization of having missed my opportunity ate at me. My time with the Kings was going to have to end at some point, and I wanted what I wanted. I had to get Alek to sleep with me. If it was ever going to happen, I would need to take matters into my own hands.

Then I remembered I had a two-hour session with Marcel coming up. The thought alone had me falling back against my pillow. I was not looking forward to the conversation I knew he wanted to have.

Rising quickly, I got up and walked over to Nik’s room. Sometime last week, they had all of my things separated and put in their perspective closets. All the outfits Nik liked me to wear were now in his room, the same for Alek and Ivan.

Since it was his day, I put on a tight button-down, long-sleeved gray shirt and tucked it in. I wore blue jean shorts that fit every one of my curves beautifully and thigh-high gray tights. Finally, I braided my hair in two long plaits and headed to the dining room.

“Ah, that’s my girl. You look so cute,” Nik said as I entered the room. He pulled me close and kissed me deeply. “How are you this morning?”

“Still a virgin, unfortunately,” I said, and Ivan choked.

“Kinsley,” Alek sighed.

“I mean, it’s true. I think I should get a slew of cats and retire and take up bingo. Maybe you could take me to the shelter later, Nik. I think I’ll modify my epitaph. ‘Here lies Kinsley theVirgin.’”

After Ivan stopped laughing, he accused me once again of being dramatic. “Easy for you to say. You didn’t have your dream snatched right out from under you.”

Alek said, “We have something we have to do today. You’ll have to stay home by yourself.”

“You do remember that I lived alone, right? I think I can manage, old man. I’ll be here dodging landmines that Marcel has pre-laid out for me. A two-hour game of duck and dodge. So many questions and talking about my feelings, I’ll probably need a nap after.”

“Sounds brutal,” Alek said, winking.

“Yeah, and to make matters worse, the first few twinges of the curse of Eve have set in, so goodie, goodie for me. Looks like my dream of being deflowered will be put off another week.”

Alek grabbed my hand and pulled me over to him, running his hands down my body. “Maybe we’ll keep you a needy little virgin forever. You’re so damn cute when you’re desperate.”

“Yes, well, I’m not going to wait forever, old man. So make your move, or I’ll find someone who will. Might venture into the world of online dating while you three leave me alone in this big, empty house.”

He growled, “Youwillwait for me. Also, did you forget you told us you don’t enjoy posting on social media? I can’t imagine you’ll be any more comfortable posting on dating sites.” He stood to leave, and the others joined him.

“There’s always Brian, or whatever that guy’s name was at Sar—”

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