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There are questions I should be asking Carter instead of melting into him. Like how he got in. Or how he knew I was about to close up now and not later.
None of them seems important at the moment.
All I care about is his thick cock grinding against me. How he’s one of the two most handsome men I’ve ever seen.
I sneak my free hand between us, cradling his stubbled cheek. Smiling.
“You know, if eyes were replaceable, I would’ve let you rip mine out.” His lips lower to mine. Instead of kissing me, he sinks them into my bottom lip. A hungry animal eager to tear his prey’s flesh. “You make me go feral, Amara. Make me lose my mind.”
Carter kisses me up my throat, nipping at my jaw. His hand cups the underside of my breast, his thumb brushing my pierced nipple beneath my bra.
My hand releases its death grip on the key, and it clatters as it falls to the counter, then slides to the floor. My leg hikes up Carter’s leg. But our third is missing. And besides, I have questions.
“What”—my God, I have to talk before I spontaneously combust—“are you doing here?”
“Taking you home.” His lips ghost down my neck. Soft. Unlike his hips that push me against the counter. Or his hands that hauls my ass on it. “What does it look like? Making sure you’re not walking home alone.”
“How did you get in?”
“Stole your keys.” His fingers bite into my ass, yanking me to his dick. “Duplicated them while you slept.”
“And…stop. Stop.” I shove against his chest. “Killian’s not here.”
I’d love nothing more than to be impaled by his cock. Be pounded in my shop before my parents sell it to someone else. But absolutely not just the two of us alone.
“Kill got caught up in a conference call. He’s at the hotel’s office.” Carter’s tongue ghosts over my ear, making me shiver. “He can be here, sort of. He can watch us.”
“H-how?” I’m panting, helpless against the relentless grind of Carter’s hips.
“Cameras.” He pinches my pierced nipple through my dress, his other hand digging into the flesh of my ass. “We had them installed two weeks ago.”
“What?” I gape at him, incredulous and flattered that they’d go to these lengths to spy on me. For my safety and who knows what else. Hopefully, they’ve done dirty things while they watched. I know I told Killian I’m forbidding him from installing these cameras and stalking me. Thing is, I don’t care anymore. Because this isn’t about them being controlling asses. This feels depraved and kinky. I like it. Very, very much. “You hacked into my security cameras?”
“Such a clever one, pet.” His cock rubs against my clit, and I bite my bottom lip. “It would’ve been a lot easier than installing new ones.”
Carter kisses the tip of my nose. There’s nothing condescending about him. He adores me. He shows it through his actions, and I melt into him.
“When did you install new ones?”
“We had to distract you with multiple orgasms and fill your holes while we had our men working here.”
Again, I should feel violated. Wronged, even. I specifically told them not to do it.
I’m neither of these.
I’m obsessed with these men. I want them crawling beneath my skin. I crave to sneak under theirs. Flow in their veins and get high on their blood.
Why did I even say no in the first place?
Carter growls, ripping himself away from me. “Killian.”
“That’s when you had it done?” My sex tingles, and I spin on the counter to watch him pacing the shop. “The night my cameras here were down?”
“Correct, A.” Carter pulls down the blinds I usually leave up. “We installed them here”—he points out to the large clay vase I haven’t moved since I opened the shop—“here, here, and there.”
The heat between my thighs spreads out to the rest of me. A vine latches on to my body.
“You’ve been watching me this whole time?” My voice sounds like I just choked on cotton candy. Thick and somewhat sweet. I’m so happy I could cry. “Both of you?”
