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“Jesus. I’m sorry. She sounds manipulative. Why do you still go back if they treated you so poorly?”

He thinks about his words before he lets me have them. “They are my family. My blood. They are supposed to be everything. I guess I haven’t given up hope that they will see her for what she is and apologize. Or maybe I’m a fool.”

“It’s hard to leave family behind, no matter how toxic they are. It takes realizing that you deserve better and demanding it. Then if they don’t treat you right, you’ll have done everything you could to keep the relationship. Only then can you break away and decide to live your best life without allowing them to bring you down,” I murmur.

“Your family teach you that?” He brushes his finger down my face.

“I’ve told you a little about them. My parents had me when they were young. My father’s dad made them get married. Something about keeping them honest. After that, they had my siblings. Anyway, they aren’t the kind of parents who tell their kids they love them. I mean, they have never once said the words. It’s almost like they had us because they had to. Like they were checking off a box of what’s expected. When I was graduating, they straight up told me that they didn’t have anything to give me and that since I was eighteen, I was on my own.” I lay my head on his shoulder, not wanting to look at him right now.

For just a moment, I need to let the feelings through.

“I’m sorry, Ror. That’s terrible.”

“I know. My grandma died when I was ten. After that, all I had was my uncle who, as much as he tried, was still a single guy and had no idea what he was doing. So after Grandma died, it almost felt like I had no family until I met Holland.”

Santi squeezes me in a hug. “You have us now. We are your family.”

I give him a tight smile. “We are still new. You don’t know how you are going to feel in a week or a month. I mean, we haven’t even discussed how this is going to work. I refuse to choose one of you regardless of what Ezra says. No offense, but I don’t like any one of you more than the other. You are all equally important to me.”

Santi smiles. “That’s good. We don’t want you to choose. How could we ask you to choose when only selecting one of us means the rest can’t have you? We would never hurt one another that way. No, we always knew adding a chick to the mix would change things. We’ve never been able to successfully do it, but then we all realized we liked you. What if you’re our solution? The one person we’ve been waiting for?”

My chest grows warm at his words. I want that so bad. Still, Ezra has me feeling once bit and twice shy.

“I’m not sure about Ezra. He doesn’t seem as into it as you. Besides, when we went for massages, he wouldn’t even let us get one because they only had two males. He said something about a real man not letting other men touch what’s his. That does not sound like a man willing to share.”

Santi smirks. “Did he now? Well, I can assure you, he meant those men. I can’t blame him there. I don’t want other men to touch you. Well, other than the ones I approve of. Which are only my friends, to be clear. Not just any of my friends either. Only the ones I consider brothers.”

“You are really okay with sharing me like that? Like, I get Liam and Drake. They have each other too, so it makes sense that they would want to share me between them, but you really think they won’t mind sharing me with you?” My heart is racing, waiting for his answer.

“I look at it this way. Liam, Drake, and Ezra are the most important people in my life. They are my number one priority. Whatever makes them happy is what I want. You make them happy. You make me happy. If we can all be one group and make each other happy, why wouldn’t I be okay with it? Does it bother me to see them touch you? I thought it might when we discussed this before we met you, but having experienced it, it doesn’t. I like seeing them happy, and you? Hell, when Liam and Drake sent me those photos of you together, all I could think about was how hot it would be if I were there too.” Santi brushes his hand across my shoulder and down my arm.

“Really? You would want that? All three of you and me together?”

My legs rub together as I imagine it. One for each hole. A secret fantasy of mine that I did share with Liam and Drake before. Could Santi be the answer to that prayer?

“Damn, girl. If you don’t stop squirming, you’re going to have me coming in my pants. Does it turn you on that much?” he asks.

I suck my bottom lip in my mouth. “I asked you first.”

He chuckles. “Fair enough. I’ve never considered it with any girl before, but seeing you with them? Yeah, I think I would very much like to add myself to the mix. Watching. Joining. As long as you don’t expect me to do what they do with each other. I don’t judge them, but that’s not my thing.”

I smile. “No sword crossing for you. Got it. To answer your question, yes. I find it a huge turn-on. To do it and to know that you would want to as well. I already told Drake and Liam, but I have this fantasy of being filled in each hole.”

“They mentioned something like that when I first arrived before you knew we were here. I have to say, you surprised me. When they said you sent them on a mission to find a toy to do the job, I about fell over.” He smirks.

I can feel myself blush at his admission.

“I’ve never been so honest before, but being with them unlocked some part of me that wants to experience more.” I look down, embarrassed.

He thumbs my chin back up. “Never be ashamed of what you want. Sexually or otherwise. We only have one life to live. It’s up to us to make it the best we can. As for your sexual desires, they are hot as hell. Tell me another one.”

I shake my head. “Come on. Really?”

He nods. “How about this? You tell me one more fantasy, one that I don’t know about and I will tell you what my particular kink is.”

My eyes widen. “You have a kink?”

He nods, his smile knowing. He has me. I have to know.

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