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“No more thinking, sweet girl,” Bowen said.
“Sorry, I can’t help it.”
“I bet I can fix that,” he said mischievously.
Seductive thoughts drifted through my mind. Desire flooded my body as I imagined how easily my mates could make me forget everything. It amazed me how comfortable I’d become with them. It felt like I jumped from distrust to certainty in a short amount of time, but the idea no longer scared me. Instead, it made everything feel right.
Bowen’s nostrils flared, and he leaned in, bringing his lips close to my ear. “I meant games, dirty girl.”
“Board games,” Theron clarified, smirking.
Silas headed to the cabinet, pulled out a stack of board games, and placed them on the table.
“Winner gets to eat Myla,” he said.
The space between my legs pulsed like a heartbeat. They were doing this on purpose, trying to distract me, and it was working.
“What if I win?” I asked breathlessly.
“Then you can do whatever you want to us.” Bowen softly kissed my lips, but it wasn’t nearly enough.
I let out a frustrated whine, and he laughed, breaking our contact and turning toward the games.
Silas stacked a colorful block tower impossibly high in the center of the table. The evening passed with good-spirited competition and laughter. The tension of the day’s events seemed to melt away as we delved into the world of strategy and chance, our spirits lifted by the simple joy of being together.
We teased each other with each attempt to pull a block from the structure, our banter filling the room with warmth and light. It was as if the weight of the world had lifted from my shoulders, replaced by the comforting presence of my mates. They made me feel like everything would be okay. Their shift toward normalcy was a balm to my soul, soothing my lingering doubts and fears.
We were continuing to live our lives despite the dangers threatening to uproot us, and I was lucky to have my unit.
“Looks like I’ll be the one feasting tonight,” Silas teased, gesturing to his stack of color-coordinated blocks.
“It’s not over yet,” Theron said, his gaze serious as he studied what remained of the tower.
“Not by a long shot.” Bowen drummed his fingers on the table. “Besides, everyone knows Myla likes my tongue best.”
He winked at me, and I blushed.
“Wanna bet?” Silas said, his competitive streak rearing its head.
“Sounds like my kind of fun.” Bowen smirked. “What do you say, sweet girl? Ready to be our judge?”
Wicked thoughts filled my mind, but I played coy.
“I don’t know. It seems like it would be a hard thing to judge.”
“Oh, we’ll definitely be hard,” Bowen said as he swept his arm through the game pieces.
They scattered on the floor, and my heart raced as Silas lifted me onto the table. Theron, Bowen, and Silas surrounded me with predatory looks in their eyes. I sank my teeth into my lip in anticipation.
“Lift up,” Theron said.
I did without hesitation. Silas reached beneath my dress, hooked his fingers into my panties, and slid them down my legs.
Bowen pushed my thighs apart. “Don’t move.”
Cool air danced across my most intimate area, sparking the urge to wiggle my hips. Bowen and Theron pressed down on my knees, keeping me still.
“Focus, sweet girl. You’re the judge, remember?” Bowen said while Silas took his place between my legs.
