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I let it sink in that he’s most likely been with Ripper while he was with me. Honestly, what we have is rocky at best. I find I don’t mind if Ripper’s been in the picture this whole time. Add in the way he looks at me and I feel like I’ve been in the middle of their hot biker sandwich for years.

Note to self, discuss this new development with Maddy when the time is right. I have bigger things to worry about for now.

"Now," Maddy barks and digs his fingers into the hair at the back of my scalp. Tingles race down my spine at the show of control, and honestly, knowing Ripper is watching me makes this so much sexier.

Annoyance flickers for only a second when Maddox starts up a conversation with the men around him, like I'm not here. Then the most amazing thing happens...pleasure courses through me at the blatant humiliation of his treatment. I fucking like it.

That right there just solidifies the fact that I want this. I'm meant to be here, in this life, with a man who tests my boundaries and sparks new interests in me.

The low timbre of Ripper's voice, close to my ear, shocks me into swallowing, making Maddox groan and buck into my mouth. Fuck yes.

"You're doing so good, Kitty. Such a good pet."

Jesus. Fucking. H. Christ.

Doubling my efforts when Ripper sits back into his seat, I pull all the moves Maddy can't resist. I know just how to tip him over the edge. As much as I enjoy what's happening right now, I really want to know what's next. Ripper maybe?

A low grunt on Maddy's other side draws my attention as I pull up to lick a drop of cum from his tip. Another man who makes me drool a little on Maddox's balls stares at me with so much lust—and adoration?—that I pause for a second. Who is he? His short, messy black hair and small smirk draw me in. How are his eyes so blue? They look like the purest part of the ocean.

Needing a second, I pull back and take a deep breath. "You get five seconds," Maddox allows, then returns to talking to whoever the fuck.

"Oh, I'll take them," the blue-eyed man murmurs and leans forward faster than I can register.

My lips part to either gasp or say something, but he takes it as the invitation he needs to glide his tongue against mine. Another stranger is fucking kissing me! All I want to do is crawl between his legs and let him have his way with me next. I'm fucking loving the attention.

Whimpering, I lean against Maddy's knee to get more, but almost as fast as it started, the guy slides his lips across my cheek, over my jaw, and nips my earlobe.

"I've been waiting a long fucking time to do that. Now go finish off our man so I can steal you next," he whispers.

With that, he nudges me and looks over my shoulder when someone says the name Koa. So he must be the fourth president. I wonder how that works.

"Get back to it," Maddox growls, and I waste no time swallowing him down again. Who's next?

Chapter Ten

Koa (Koa)

It's possible I fucked up by basically telling Cassie I've wanted her for a long time while in a very delicate situation. She could have gotten scared or started asking me questions.

That would have been really fucking bad. Victor has been staring at us since Parker walked into the main room with her. Even with him far away, I can feel the threat in his curious gaze.

I don't ever want Victor looking at Cassie, but this is a necessary evil. All we need to do is keep her between the four of us and ensure she's so distracted she doesn't make eye contact with Maddox's cousin.

All the women know not to look Victor in the eye. He takes it as a challenge from someone he believes is lesser than him. Fucking prick. Cassie doesn't know how to keep herself safe when he's near.

Hopefully, he won't be a problem soon.

God, Cassie. Why couldn't you have waited just a few more months before hunting Maddox down?

Seeing Cassie on her knees between the four of us is fucking glorious, but it's also horrifically terrifying. Our woman is exactly where she belongs; we're just not ready for her.

There's the danger, then there are the personal hang-ups.

Hell, I think Ripley and I are the only ones who are personally ready. Maddox needs to explain why he's been treating her so poorly for years and start learning how to love her properly. I'm worried he won't be able to. Judging by the way Cassie's body stays lax in his hands and she follows his orders easily, he might not need to change much for her to stay. Respect and love are in order though.

Humming sweetly, Cassie rests her wrists against her lower back in a show of submission. Interesting. Fuck, she's perfect.

I'm so lost in studying the woman at our feet that I hardly register Maddox's low grunt and flexing fingers in her hair as he comes. On his other side, I lock eyes with Ripley, and I just know we're going to do everything in our power to keep her.