LOGIN“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
“I, uh…” The book is clearly in my hand. It’s too late to hide it under the pillow like I so desperately want. And with my hand down my pants, there’s no innocent way to explain away what I’m doing or reading. At that moment, Neil lifts his head and scents the air. “I can smell your arousal, Chl
I stay quiet in passenger seat as Archer drives the car toward the dinner event. In the backseat, Mia mumbles softly to herself, apparently oblivious to my doom and gloom and the tension that is now thick in the car between Archer and me. He kissed me. He hasn’t kissed me since way back when, befo
But to feel like she has to settle? And for her to settle for Neil? I hate the way she talks about him, like being with him is such a burden. Yes, he’s a raving asshole sometimes, and a control freak most of the other times. But he isn’t someone that anyone should feel like they settled for. H
I push open the door, eager for escape. “What’s wrong?” Neil asks behind me. I glance back in time to see Archer stand and whisper in his ear. Neil’s eyes go wide. “Angela,” he corrects, far too late. “Will you marry me, Angela?” Then, suddenly, everyone starts talking at once. I dip out i







