Page 42 of Triumphant Kings

“Really?” Sadie sighs.

“Tell me I’m wrong, Pretty Girl,” Gayson asks, voice low, and Sadie’s cheeks pinken. “Tell them how much you love it. How much it turned you on, knowing all the dirty things I like to do when no one is around.”

“Okay, fine,” she admits. “I find it hot that he watches me, okay? I’m a freak, whatever,” she mutters, looking down to play with her skirt.

“Hey.” My voice is serious, gripping her chin to make her look at me. “You're not a freak. You're allowed your kinks. Youdon’t judge us for ours, we sure as fuck won’t judge you for yours. If there’s anything, and I mean anything, you even want to try, do not feel too shy to ask for it. One of us will be more than willing to explore that with you, if not all of us, okay?”

She licks her lips, her breathing coming in a little quicker now. “Okay.” She nods.

“So is there?” Grayson asks, leaning forward in his seat like an eager puppy.

“Is there what?” Sadie asks.

“Anything you wanna try? Tell us, Pretty Girl, are there any other deep, dark, dirty little fantasies you have?”

“No,” she says way too fast, catching all of our attention.

“You do, don’t you?” Grayson grins widely. “Come on, tell us. We promise we won’t judge. Collin is right. Whatever you want, we want to make it come true.”

“Leave her alone,” Preston grumbles. “If she doesn’t wanna tell us, she doesn’t have to.”

Part of me wants to agree with him, but on the other hand, I want to know.

What else does my Sunshine want? Because I’ll do anything.

And I’m honestly hoping it’s some dark, messed up things, because fuck me, I have my own fantasies that would probably freak her out and send her running. I’ll keep those locked up unless they align with hers.

“I don’t want to say,” Sadie starts, and I feel a little disappointed, but I won’t push. And I won’t let Grayson push either. “But...” that perks me up. “I’ll write it down.”

She gets off my lap and heads over to Preston’s desk. We all watch her as she writes something down on a piece of paper.

“This is going to be good,” Grayson whispers, and I hope he’s right.

When she’s done, she folds the paper up and walks back over, her cheeks bright red now. “I’m going to meet up with the girlsbefore the bell rings. Do not read this until I’m gone, okay? All this finding-my-kinky-side is new, and I’m still getting used to it. I love how supportive and eager you are, so if this is what you want, to help me explore my fantasies, then here.” She lays the paper down on the table we’re all sitting around. “If you don’t, that's fine too. No pressure, just like maybe never bring it up again, okay?”

She quickly gives us all a kiss on the cheek, murmuring ‘l love you’ and bolts like her ass is on fire.

Collectively, our attention moves to the paper.

“So, are we just going to stare at it, or are we going to read it?” Declan asks in amusement when none of us makes a move to touch the paper.

Grayson snaps the paper off the table, opens it, and starts reading.

Leaning forward, I watch his expression as it changes; he smiles, raises his brow, and lets out a small chuckle.

When he’s done, he huffs out a laugh, grinning ear to ear. “She’s fucking perfect. If you hadn't already married her, I would have.”

“Too late, fucker.” I chuckle, and he flips me off, still grinning. “Now, what does it say?”

Snatching the paper from his hand, I quickly read it over and groan, my cock thickening in my slacks. My Sunshine surprises me every day. I love it. I fucking love her.

“Fuck me. That's so damn hot.”

“What is?” Declan demands, and Preston takes the paper from me.

“Huh,” Preston says after reading it. “I’m impressed.”

“For fuck sakes,” Declan grumbles, leaning over to take the paper from Preston. “Oh,” he says, eyes wide when he’s done reading.

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