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I rolled my eyes. "I still think you're an asshole, but you can just go on being yourself too. Don't think you'd change even if I asked."

Cian scoffed. "Would you ask?"

I shrugged. "Probably. You're nuts."

"Whatever," Cian waved a hand. "I'm going to go check the perimeter."

"No, we're talking," Finnian said. "You can check it from your phone."

"Last I checked you ain't the boss of shit," Cian said as he walked away. "Fucking up my perfect view. This is bullshit," he muttered until we couldn't hear him anymore.

"Is he okay?" I asked.

Finnian sighed. "I'm sure he's fine. Besides, he really did step over the line with this," he gestured toward me, "little getup he made you wear. I still have an issue with that," he growled.

Not me.

Cian probably wouldn't have forced me into the outfit, but now that I was in it I loved it. Especially because I knew I could control Cian when I wore it. He practically tripped over himself as soon as he saw my ass hanging out of the bottom of the skirt. I hadn't felt something so close to fucking power in ages. I liked it. And I wanted to do it again. I wanted to wear the outfit, bend over, and make him hump against me like a dog in heat until he pegged me with that hard, thick cock.

I shivered.Okay, so maybe I really am a slut.I wasn't that ashamed of it. In fact, I wanted to dive into it headfirst. After being punished, given chores, and babied by Ronan, I wanted each one of them to throw me down and stuff me until I couldn't think straight anymore.

"One more rule," Finnian said, dragging my attention back to him. "Whatever one of us puts in place, it can not contradict the others. Cian said you couldn't cum, right?"

I groaned. "I actually have to listen to that!"

"Yes. If we have any problems the three of us will meet up and figure it out. You won't be put in the middle."

Now, that I liked. Sighing, I pushed my fingers through my hair. I gave up. Whatever rules they wanted, even if they said strip naked and stand on my head, I'd probably do. After all, when was I going to get a chance like this ever again?

"Do you agree?" Ronan asked.

"Yes, Daddy Ronan."

I watched my bodyguard visibly shiver. Just like that, it was all worth it. I'd do anything to get underneath Ronan Collins' skin. My heart raced as I leaned toward him, desperately wanting to put my hands all over him. Instead, Finnian snapped his fingers.

"Back to work," he said. "I know you've been breaking those dishes. One more and I'll have to train you to do it properly."

I shivered as bad as Ronan had. "Why am I both terrified and turned on by that?"

Finnian grinned. "Because you're a slut, boy."

I groaned. They were all getting to know me a little too well. My cock throbbed, and my hole pulsed. If one of them didn't shove their cocks in me soon, I would lose my mind.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

RONAN

He wanted me as a daddy.I was still floored. I knew Jack was interested, but to think that's what he wanted.

"Who gets me first?" Jack asked.

Finnian rubbed at his chin. "Seeing as Cian started this mess, it technically would be his day, but I hate that idea." He looked between us. His gaze stayed on Jack a lot longer. "Why not finish your chores and then you can hang out with Ronan? He bought a game system while we were out anyway."

Jack twisted around with a bright smile on his face. "You did?"

I was flooded with light. I wanted to make him happy all the time. It wasn’t possible, but I wanted to try.

"Yes."

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