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76. Wet Already

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The bedroom was bigger than my entire room back home. Bigger than the room I'd shared with nobody, in a house where I hadn't mattered enough to take up more space than that.

Roman shut the door behind us. The lock clicked, and the sound of it went through me like something physical.

Silas and Ezra weren't in the room. Not yet. I didn't know if that was mercy or just order — Roman first, the way everything else tonight had gone in an order none of them had asked me about.

"Strip," Roman said.

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  • WHY CHOOSE?   77. Take My Cock

    "Shut up," I whispered, and he laughed — actually laughed, low and rough against my skin — like nothing I said tonight was going to land the way I wanted it to.He didn't wait after that. He shifted, positioned himself, and pushed inside me in one hard stroke that stole the air straight out of my lungs. I cried out, and his hand came up to cover my mouth, not gentle, just efficient, like he'd expected the sound and had already decided he wasn't going to let it carry through the house."Quiet," he said against my ear. "Unless you want my brothers walking in early."The thought of that — of Silas and Ezra somewhere just outside that door, listening, waiting their turn — sent something sharp and confused through me, fear tangled up with a shame I didn't have a name for.He didn't go slow. He set a pace that had the headboard knocking against the wall within seconds, his hips snapping against mine with a kind of hunger that felt less like desire and more like something he was owed and had

  • WHY CHOOSE?   76. Wet Already

    The bedroom was bigger than my entire room back home. Bigger than the room I'd shared with nobody, in a house where I hadn't mattered enough to take up more space than that.Roman shut the door behind us. The lock clicked, and the sound of it went through me like something physical.Silas and Ezra weren't in the room. Not yet. I didn't know if that was mercy or just order — Roman first, the way everything else tonight had gone in an order none of them had asked me about."Strip," Roman said.I didn't move. Not out of defiance, not really — my body just wasn't listening to me anymore, frozen somewhere between the fear and the cold and the sheer size of what was about to happen.He crossed the room without hurrying, the way he did everything, and stopped in front of me close enough that I had to tip my head back to keep looking at him."I'm not going to ask twice," he said. His voice wasn't loud. It didn't need to be. "Every second you make me wait is a second I remember later. Don't gi

  • WHY CHOOSE?   75. Rule Number One

    "Rule one," he said. "You don't leave this house without one of us. Not the grounds. Not the front gate. Nowhere. If you try, you'll be found, and you won't enjoy what happens after."My hands were shaking in my lap. I pressed them flat against my thighs to make it stop."Rule two. You answer when you're spoken to, and you answer honestly. I'll know if you're lying to me. Everyone always thinks they're better at it than they are.""Rule three." Silas, without looking up from the folder. "You don't discuss this house, this family, or your circumstances with anyone outside it. Staff, deliveries, anyone. If it comes up, you say you're a guest. That's the only word you use.""A guest," I repeated, and the word tasted like a joke I didn't have the strength to laugh at."Rule four," Roman said, and his hand came up to my chin, tilting my face like he was checking for damage he might have missed earlier. "Your body belongs to this house the same as the rest of you does. All three of us. When

  • WHY CHOOSE?   74. My Three Masters

    The car smelled like leather and money.I sat between them — Roman on my left, Silas on my right, Ezra across from us, facing backward. Nobody spoke for the first mile. I kept my hands folded in my lap, rigid, waiting for whatever came next.Roman broke the silence first."Relax," he said, like it was that easy. "You're not being taken to slaughter, Ivy.""Aren't I?"His mouth curved, slow. "Depends. How well you behave."His hand landed on my knee.I flinched, and he let his hand drift higher, slow, deliberate, testing the give of my thigh through the silk like he was checking the quality of something he'd bought sight unseen. My whole body went rigid, and I hated the way heat pooled low in my stomach despite the fear."One million dollars," he murmured, watching my face while his hand kept moving, "and you're already shaking for me. Good sign, little lot two.""Don't call me that.""No?" His fingers pressed higher. "What should I call you, then? Wife feels premature. Pet feels accur

  • WHY CHOOSE?   73. THE AUCTION

    New Story Alert**Ivy Sorrell didn't know she was collateral until she was standing on a stage.Sold by her own stepfamily to clear a debt she never knew existed, she expects to be bought like property and used like one. What she doesn't expect is the bidding war between three brothers who refuse to let anyone else win her — or the million-dollar price tag that makes her theirs before she's said a single word.Roman looks at her like she's already his prize to unwrap. Silas says nothing, watches everything, and misses nothing. Ezra is the one who leans in close and tells her she's safe — and she has no idea yet whether that's a promise or the cruelest lie of all.She was sold to disappear. Instead, the Kade brothers are about to make sure the whole world knows exactly who she belongs to.Three brothers. One auction. And a price that was never really about the money.CHAPTER ONEThe dress they put me in wasn't mine. Nothing in the last six months had been mine.It was ivory silk, cut l

  • WHY CHOOSE?   72. Sweet Kisses

    FINNI'd been thinking about this all day.Cole and me. Just us, in the context of everything else. Every other pairing had found its moment and we'd always been the two orbiting through everyone else, touching in someone else's context, never quite landing in our own.I turned onto my side.Cole felt it. He turned his head.We looked at each other."Hi," I said."Hi," he said.I reached out and put my hand on his chest. Felt his heartbeat — faster than it should have been for someone who'd just come down from something. Aware. Ready."Still thinking?" I asked."Not anymore," he said."Good."I kissed him.Cole kissed differently with me than he did with anyone else in this bed and I felt the difference immediately.No careful weight to it. No years of history pressing through. Just two people who had been curious about each other for weeks finally with nowhere else to be.He kissed me like we were equals. I loved it immediately.My hands went into his hair and his grip on my jaw tig

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