Page 163 of The Forever Vault

“Declan!”

“I can’t help it, Ty.” Declan leaned in, but I still heard him say, “I’m horny as fuck and I want inside of that tight hole so bad.”

It was obvious the chastity stuff was still happening, but I hadn’t spoken to Ty about anything not related to the wedding for the last six months, so I was glad to hear my best friend’s sex life was as robust as Cam and I’s. It seemed like every young man at the table was active, though I knew nothing of Ezra’s older brother, Liam.

“All ready for the wedding?” I asked, hoping to stave off Declan splitting Ty in half on the brunch table in front of everyone.

“I think Declan’s more interested in the bachelor party,” Ty answered. “Though I’m a little curious too.”

“I thought you weren’t having one,” I said.

“We weren’t,” Ty said, “But it seems Freddie and Quinn have masterminded one anyway.”

“And I’m guessing it will be a good time because Freddie apparently convinced my dad to borrow his credit card for the night,” Declan said. “Even though they’re already paying for the wedding.”

“I thought the bride’s family paid for the wedding,” Cam teased.

“Who says I’m not the bride?” Declan was quick to reply.

“Which one of us is the bride then?” I asked Cam.

“Hmm.” Cam thought about it for a second before answering. “I think you’d look better in white.”

I turned, bringing my mouth to his ear. “I don’t think you’ve fully appreciated what your ass looks like in a white jockstrap. It’s like cotton meets porcelain.”

I noticed he shivered when I said that, so I added, “I can still feel the pounding you gave me last night, and if this evening involves any male strippers, I will certainly be ready and willing for round two later tonight, you big stud.”

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Camden

Oh holy fuck.

I did not want to open my eyes. It felt like I was in a bed, so that was good.

And there was someone in it with me. At the very least, one person.

“Lu-uke?”

Ugh…my voice sounds like shit.

I didn’t get a response, so I opened my eyes. I was in Luke’s hotel room, what had been my hotel room. I recognized the decor and the blue walls. Sunshine was streaming in. I had no idea what time it was. I pushed myself up, and went to shake Luke awake, but the man in bed with me wasn’t Luke.

What the fuck happened last night?

He had dark hair, but it was super short, completely buzzed.

Fuck.

I already knew I was naked. I could feel the cool sheets against my skin.

Maybe he’s not?

I lifted up the comforter…and…there was a beautiful, plump and completely naked butt.

And a tattoo…on his torso.

I sat up, then crawled on all fours, hovering over his body. I started peeling the comforter back away from his stomach…