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Third Person Adrian walked out of the private room with his face set and his eyes red. Kai had known him for years. He had seen Adrian angry, exhausted, cold, and lethal. He had never seen him like this — stripped down to something raw and barely held together. Without a word Kai stepped forward and pulled him into a hard hug, one hand firm between his shoulder blades. “She’s not well, Kai,” Adrian said against his shoulder. “She’s not.” “She’ll be okay. You’ll help guide her. She has us.” Ren joined them a second later, arms wrapping around both of them, tears already falling. “I didn’t even know she was suffering. She knew everything about me. Every secret. And I didn’t know.” “It’s okay, Ren.” Adrian’s voice was rough but steady. “Don’t beat yourself up. She’ll feel worse if you do.” Reya came out last, crying without any attempt to hide it. Ren went straight to her. She held on to him tightly. “I hope she doesn’t scar,” Ren whispered. “She already had old marks. How did s

Ren ’s POV I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide. Then I lifted them and hooked my hands under my thighs, holding myself open so Kai would see everything the second he walked in. He stepped out of the bathroom and stopped. His breath hitched. His cock, which had just spent on my face, started filling again as he looked at me. “Naughty, naughty boy.” My own cock jumped and leaked a clear string onto my stomach. He came close, reached down, and pushed his index finger straight into my hole. No warning. Just the slow slide until it was buried. “See how this cunt swallows me. I bet you want more.” He didn’t wait for an answer. A second finger joined the first. I moaned at the stretch. Then he curled it hitting my pleasure spot then pulled both out in one sharp motion and left me empty. I whined before I could stop it. “Don’t think you’re getting it easy,” he said. “First you give me a show. Fingers in your ass. Then you get mine — tongue, fingers, cock. In that orde

Kai's POVI pulled his body up against my chest and fisted his hair, yanking his head to the side so I could get at his neck. My cock stayed buried deep while I sucked a dark mark at the base of his throat, teeth scraping, tongue pressing hard into the skin. At the same time I tightened my other hand around his throat — not enough to cut everything off, just enough that he felt the control. His whole body convulsed around me. A broken sound left him.I dragged my nails down his chest, over his nipples, down the soft plane of his stomach. Then I took both buds between my fingers and rolled them, twisted, pinched until they were red and swollen and he was making noise that barely counted as words. His head dropped back onto my shoulder. I dipped a finger into his navel and pressed. He jerked hard, cock jumping, a raw moan tearing out of him. My hand kept going lower, cupping and squeezing his balls, rolling them, never quite giving him the stroke he wanted on his cock itself. He cried o

Third Person Adrian ran his hand lightly over Ayesha’s braids. “Want me to take these out?” She made a small sound. “Words, babygirl. I don’t speak hum.” She looked up at him. “Yes. Please.” “Good. I’ll get to it.” He reached for the pen he always kept on him and started working the first braid loose, careful not to pull. For a while neither of them spoke. The only sound was the soft drag of hair coming free. “You look better,” he said. “I feel better.” “That’s good to hear.” He paused. “Want to sit up so I can get behind you?” She nodded. “I don’t take nods. I need to know it’s your choice, not me pushing.” “You can get behind me.” He moved. She shifted forward enough for him to settle at her back and keep working through the braids. After a minute she asked, quiet, “Why are you so different?” “Different how?” “You’re calm with me. Patient. You ask permission. That’s… new.” “Really?” “Yes. Really.” “Taking something from you without permission is wrong. And I’m

Third PersonAyesha was still asleep when the car stopped.Adrian touched her shoulder once, then again. She only made a low sound and swayed when he tried to help her sit up. Her eyes opened halfway and closed again.“I’m going to carry you inside,” he said quietly.She didn’t argue. He lifted her out of the seat and she turned her face into his chest, one hand loosely gripping his shirt. Ren collected the bags without being asked. Kai handled the doors. Behind them, Reya was already guiding Cole toward the elevator that led to their floor.Adrian’s apartment was quiet and dim. He took Ayesha straight to the spare room, laid her down, and pulled the blanket up. Ren set her things beside the bed and lingered a second longer than necessary.“Take care of yourself,” Ren said. “And her.”Adrian nodded once.Kai clapped a hand on Adrian’s shoulder.“We’ll talk later. Everyone needs rest first.”They left him with her. Upstairs, Reya disappeared into her own place with Cole. Kai and Ren w