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“I want to go,” I reply in a firm voice, and I feel Ash heave a sigh against me.

“Fine, wife,” he relents, straightening up, and I give him a wide grin as I glance up at him. His own lips twitch. “But you will not leave my fucking side, do you hear?”

“Yes, sir,” I tease, and his fingers tighten in my hair as a low growl escapes him.

“I mean it. One of us is to be with you at all times,” he insists, and I just can’t help myself and roll my eyes. His grip on my tresses becomes punishing, and god if it doesn’t make me wet between my thighs.

“I think my wife needs a lesson in obedience, boys,” he states with a devilish grin that has my knickers dampening to soaking point and my thighs clenching.

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JAX

I don’t fucking like this, I think as we all pile into the elevator at Black Knight HQ, a modern glass building as cold and unfeeling as the fucking cunts who run the crooked company. I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirrored walls, large arms crossed, forming a barrier as I feel the walls that I have to erect whenever I have anything to do with these bastards slam into place.

I see Lilly move, reaching for my forearm as she goes on tiptoes clearly intending to whisper something in my ear. I lean down, not unfolding my arms so that she can reach, and the warmth of her palm on my bare skin lights a fire under it. God, she’s so fucking tiny, even with the sexy swell of her belly.

“Just imagine how amazing it would be to fuck in this lift, seeing my naked body from all angles as you pound into me from behind,” she whispers in that sweet voice of hers.

Fuck. Me.

Just like that the walls come crashing down under a wave of lust that threatens to buckle my knees. Blowing out a low, steady breath, I straighten back up, ignoring the massive semi-chub I’m now supporting in my slacks. We all have to dress smartly for these bastards. I watch with a single raised brow as she faces the front, holding my stern gaze and giving me a wink and a fucking devastating, secret smile.

Great. I’m now going to walk into that boardroom with a raging hard-on.

“You alright, man?” Loki asks from my other side, and I just nod, not trusting myself not to slam my palm on the emergency stop button if I repeat what our naughty, little pixie just whispered in my ear. Jesus, Loki is just as likely to push that button as I am if he knew.

All too soon, the elevator comes to a stop, the doors opening with a ding to reveal a white, impersonal foyer. God, I hate this fucking place. It’s so cold and sterile, but worse than that, it’s all a fucking lie. The pure, clean look is just a cover up for the dark and depraved nature of the demons that run this company. It’s a veneer covering up all the rot, the sweet, sickly air freshener trying to disguise the stench of decay.

I step out with my brothers in arms, all of us slipping into a formation that surrounds and protects our woman.

“Ah, boys.” A tall, leggy blonde stalks towards us on black stilettos, the look in her blue eyes predatory as she rakes her gaze over each of us before settling on Ash. “How wonderful to see you. It’s been too long,” she purrs, running a hand down Ash’s arm.

“Do you make a habit of touching what doesn’t belong to you?” I hear Lilly ask in a tone that would freeze your balls off, and see Michelle pause and her smile falter.

“Excuse me?” she asks, looking as Lilly steps between us and wraps her hands around Ash’s other arm, tugging him away from the other woman’s grip.

“I asked, do you always touch other women’s husbands and lovers?” Lilly replies, her voice light but sharp, and my cock twitches in my slacks at the possessive note in her tone.

“I–um—” Michelle stutters, her cheeks flushing as she’s called out.

“Sorry, Mrs Vanderbilt. I will never touch what belongs to you again,” Lilly prompts, face expectant, and I have to cover a laugh with a cough, Loki copying me as we gaze upon our queen.

“S–sorry, Mrs. Vanderbilt. It won’t happen again,” Michelle responds, dropping her head and sinking into herself.

“Good,” Lilly states. “Oh, and just so we are crystal fucking clear, all these men belong to me.”

Michelle’s wide eyes fly up for a moment then drops back down.

“Of course,” she says quietly, clearing her throat and nodding her head. “This way, please.”

She takes off down a corridor, and we follow after her, Ash keeping a tight hold on Lilly’s arm which is still wrapped around his.

“That was so fucking hot, wife,” he murmurs, loud enough for us to catch what he says. “I’m so hard for you right now.”

“Welcome to the fucking club,” I grumble, and Loki gives a bark of laughter, coming up on Lilly’s other side and linking arms with her.

“You can piss on me any time, Pretty Girl,” he states, and I see Michelle stumble in front of us as she reaches a pair of grey double doors.

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