Alpha Daddies Knows Best
he said quietly, but the coldness beneath the calm was unmistakable.
Jaxon’s sinful grin widened, slow and devastating. He leaned one hand on the footboard, leather creaking, body angled toward me like gravity had changed direction. “She already answered, Dante. With her cunt dripping and our names in her mouth.” His voice dropped lower, intimate, filthy. “Say it out loud, baby. Tell us exactly what you were imagining when you came so hard you ruined these sheets. Was it my mouth? Elias’s hands? Nikolai’s teeth? Or all of us at once?”
My breath hitched sharp and involuntary. The air felt too thick, saturated with leather, smoke, cedar, my own musk, and their combined heat. Every question lan
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