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Avyanna rolls off the bed and grips Adrestia’s cheeks. “Would you like to say that again to my face?”

“Not particularly,” Adrestia says to the best of her ability. “But you should hear what Vaelyn’s is. It’s actually rather adorable.”

Releasing Adrestia’s face, Avyanna gives her a quick kiss before turning to look at Vaelyn. “Color me curious. What’s yours?”

Vaelyn rolls her eyes again. “Bananas.”

Avyanna shakes her head. “Addie has always loved music, so I’m guessing she made the joke about the Gwen Stefani song.”

I laugh because I was about to make the very same joke when she told me. “Okay. That’s two out of the four of us. Adrestia, Vee, what are yours?”

“Sounds like my time to shine,” Adrestia says proudly. “My safe word is cattywampus.”

Vaelyn, Avyanna, and I all burst into laughter while Adrestia pouts.

“It’s my favorite word,” Adrestia says when the rest of us begin to calm down.

“That’s actually one of the best safe words I’ve ever heard,” Vaelyn says, tears rolling down her face from how hard she was laughing.

“All right, Vee. You’re last. What’s yours?” I ask.

Lips tipped up, Avyanna says, “Red.”

Adrestia grunts. “Seriously? You’re so basic!”

Avyanna shrugs. “Sometimes simplicity is bliss.”

“Now that we’ve settled that,” Vaelyn says, swooping in to kiss and suck on my neck.

I weave my hands into her hair as she descends lower toward my unclamped nipple. When she reaches it, she takes it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the stiffening peak. I throw my head back and moan, catching sight of the other two who’re working on getting Adrestia undressed.

After one more lick of my nipple, cold metal clamps onto it. I sharply inhale, arching into Vaelyn’s touch.

“That’s it, Rox. Do you like that?” Vaelyn asks, kissing my breast. I nod, not sure if I can form words at the moment, but she tuts at me. “Use your words.”

“Yes,” I pant. “It hurts, but in the best way possible.”

“Good girl,” Avyanna whispers, coming up behind me, her hands resting on my hips.

I lean into her, giving Vaelyn access to more of my body. She takes advantage of it, kissing and nipping as she descends lower.

When she makes it to my pelvic bone, her ass is up in the air, and I have the urge to reach out and smack it. But then she looks up at me through her lashes, those stormy eyes laced with lightning.

“Fuck, you look gorgeous with those clamps on. I think we need to get them pierced,” she says, voice husky.

Adrestia climbs onto the bed behind Vaelyn and smacks her ass. “Do you have a thing for nipple piercings, little one? I saw the way you reacted when you realized mine were, and I smelled your heightened arousal when you saw Avyanna on the bed with me between her legs.”

Vaelyn looks back at Adrestia. “And what if I do? I think they’re hot as fuck.”

“Maybe we need to get yours done, then,” Adrestia says, smacking Vaelyn’s ass again.

“Sign me the fuck up,” Vaelyn says. “Piercings and tattoos are fucking sexy.”

Adrestia’s lips tip up into a sly grin as her hand slides down the curve of Vaelyn’s ass. I bit my lip, watching the scene before me when Avyanna grazes the fingers on one of her hands down my hip, between my thighs. She parts my folds, finding my clit with ease. Vaelyn and I moan at the same time.

Avyanna nips at my neck again while her other hand wraps around my throat. “I want to taste your blood so bad, but you need your strength.”

I tilt my neck so she has better access to it. “Do it. I want you to.”