LOGINZuriI barely had time to catch my breath before Audricās hand left my ass and shoved between my thighs instead. He kicked my feet apart with one of his, hard enough that I had to grab the porch railing to stay upright. His fingers found me already soaked from Ethan earlier and from everything Audric had just done.He pushed two fingers inside me without warning, rough and deep, curling them hard against that spot that made my knees buckle.āFuckāā The sound tore out of me before I could stop it. It was too much, too fast, and my body clenched around him on pure instinct.āWhose fingers feel better, Zu?ā His voice was low against my ear, still angry, still hungry. āMine or Ethanās?āI shook my head, eyes squeezing shut. I couldnāt answer that. I didnāt want to. The truth sat heavy in my chest and I hated how much it scared me.āI canātā¦āāYes you can.ā He worked his fingers harder, twisting them inside me until my breath came out in short, broken gasps. āTell me. Whose feel bet
AudricāWhat the fuck are you two doing?ā I demanded again, refusing to believe what Iād just seen. There had to be another explanation. There just had to be. Because why the hell were they making out under the same table weād been eating at?The shock lasted only a second before it gave way to something far hotterāanger. It erupted in my chest so suddenly I could barely breathe.Zuri snapped her legs shut, yanking her skirt down, face flooding red.āJeez, relax.ā Ethan leaned back in his chair like this was nothing. āItās not a big deal.āāNot a big deal?ā My voice climbed. āSheās family, Ethan. We grew up with her. This isnāt supposed to happen.āāWhy are you acting like weāre not all adults?ā Chris said, not even bothering to look apologetic. āSheās fine. Nobody forced anything.āāThis isnāt the first time, is it.ā I looked between the two of them, then at Zuri, something sinking in my stomach. āHow long has this been going on?āāItās what I wanted.ā Her chin came up, def
Zuri āWhat are you doing?ā I whispered, keeping my voice low enough that only he could hear.āYou like it,ā he whispered back. It wasnāt a question. It was a statement, spoken with absolute certainty. āAnd I bet youāre wet right now.āDamn.He was right.His hand kept moving, inching upward until it disappeared beneath the hem of my skirt. I parted my legs just a little, inviting him without thinking. His fingertips brushed the soft, sensitive skin high on my inner thigh, so close I could feel the damp heat radiating from my core. I was already soaked, my panties clinging uncomfortably to my swollen folds. When he hooked a finger under the thin fabric and pushed it aside, cool air kissed my exposed pussy. A tiny gasp escaped me before I could swallow it down.āYou okay?ā Audric glanced over when I made that small, strangled sound trying to disguise itself as a cough.āFine.ā My voice came out higher than usual. āNoodles. Hot.āUnder the table, Ethanās fingers found my slick c
ZuriI sat curled up on Ethanās bed, knees drawn to my chest, still shaking even though the room had long since stopped spinning. The tears wouldnāt stop coming, quiet and steady, no matter how many times I wiped at my face.āI wanted to get you out of there.ā Chris paced near the window, jaw tight, voice sharp with frustration he clearly hadnāt figured out where to aim yet. āBut you were so stubborn, Zu. You wouldnāt listen to any of us.āāThis isnāt the time for that.ā Ethanās voice cut in fast, harder than Iād heard him sound in a long time. āThis is not the time to victim blame her, Chris. Chase is the one who did this. Heās the one we should be figuring out how to deal with.āāIām going to kill that bastard.ā Audric was standing near the door, arms crossed so tight his knuckles had gone white. āI mean it. I will actually kill him.āāYouāre not exactly innocent in all this either.ā Ethan turned on him. āYou hurt her too, Audric. Maybe not the same way, but you did. So if you
Zuri The lock clicks into place behind me, and something in my chest clicks shut with it.The room tilts. I plant a hand on the wall to steady myself, but the wall doesnāt feel steady either, it feels like itās breathing. Heat crawls up from my stomach and floods my skin until every inch of me feels raw, sunburned, wrong. I claw at the collar of my shirt just to get air against my throat.āI donāt know whatās happening to me.ā My voice comes out thick, like itās dragging through syrup. āIām so hot. I canātāthe room wonāt stop moving.āāThatās right.ā Chaseās voice drops into something low and pleased with itself. He crosses the room slow, like heās got all the time in the world now. āFinally.āI donāt understand him until his hands are on my waist.I shove him, hard, and the panic that rips through the fog in my head is the clearest thing Iāve felt in minutes. āGet off me.āHis grip tightens instead of loosening. āDonāt fight it, Zuri. You should be grateful. Nobody else wants you.ā
ZuriSomeone had dragged a low table into the middle of the living room and about a dozen of us ended up cross-legged around it, bottle spinning, red cups scattered everywhere. Mira sat pressed against my side, already three dares deep into the night and loving every second of it.Gabriela had wedged herself onto the arm of the couch next to Audric, one hand curled possessively around his bicep. Every time she tightened her grip he shifted, shoulder rolling just enough to shrug her off, eyes cutting toward me instead of her. She noticed. Anyone with eyes would have noticed. Her jaw got tighter every time he did it.The bottle spun and landed on me.āTruth or dare,ā some guy across the circle called out.āDare,ā I said, mostly because Chase was watching me with that easy grin and I didnāt feel like giving anybody an honest answer tonight.āI dare you,ā Chase said, leaning forward on his elbows, āto kiss me.āThe circle erupted into hoots and catcalls. I glanced at Audric on instinct, a
RHEAPain woke me before anything else.Not just the burning across my chest where theyād carved their initials into my skin. That was there, constant and throbbing. But the ache between my legs was worseāa deep, bone-deep soreness that made even the thought of moving unbearable.They hadnāt given
Rhea āHere,ā he said. āThis is where youāll wear our names. J.B. Simple. Elegant. Ours.ā āIāll go first,ā Jackson said, his fingers never stopping their movement between my legs. āThe J. Then Brandon with the B.ā āReady?ā Brandon asked, the knife hovering over my skin. I wasnāt. Would never
RheaāGood.ā Brandonās hands slid down my arms, guiding them behind the chair. āBecause youāve earned it, baby. Choosing him this morning. Walking around with his hands on you all day. Lying to us about Camilla.āHe picked up a rope from a table. The rope was soft against my wrists as he worked eff
RheaNickās car idled in the driveway, engine humming softly in the quiet evening. I sat in the passenger seat, bag in my lap, not quite ready to get out even though weād been sitting here for a full minute.āThanks for the ride,ā I said, breaking the silence.Nick turned to me, his expression soft







