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“I can if you want. I thought I’d get in the way, but I promise to do the unpacking.” I realise, guiltily, that I should be helping.

He’s shaking his head. “I’m kidding; stay there and look pretty.”

The sound of a car slowing down has us looking out into the street. It’s a packed street even with Royal and Drake’s cars here that it has to park a couple of houses down. The door opens, and Maddox gets out; he sees me and smiles.

“Maddox is here,” I call out to Knox as he walks back out of the front door empty handed. It’s a look of surprise rather than pleasure.

Maddox is at the driveway before Knox can say anything. “Hey, I thought you might want another pair of hands.”

“The more the merrier,” Saint says and holds out his hand to shake. “Good to see you again, mate.”

“We’re the cheer team,” I say, not wanting to feel awkward as Knox hasn’t said anything yet.

“Best looking team I’ve ever seen.” He’s so friendly; Knox needs to get his head out of his arse.

Knox does, in fact, stop acting like a twat and says hi and even gives him a bro hug. “Come this way. We’re having to shift some of my old crap out of the spare room to make room for Roe’s stuff.”

“Hey, anything you don’t want, let me know. I’ve not got much in mine yet; it’s definitely a work in progress. I hate going furniture shopping,” he grumbles, but I smile.

“I love shopping; I’ll take you,” I say and look at Knox. It’s not like I need his permission, but still, it feels like the right thing to do.

“That’s an offer I’m not going to turn down, thanks, Roman.”

“In the meantime, just tell us what you need. We can definitely help,” Saint offers and looks at the other brothers, who are already nodding in agreement.

He looks astounded, surprised by the generosity of the Foster brothers. “Thank you.”

An hour later, everything of mine is inside, ready for me to unpack and find homes for. Now, instead of us living in a total mess, Maddox has a whole lot of borrowed stuff.

“My place next,” Royal says. “Since Memphis moved in, we’ve got doubles in furniture. You want a dining table?” He doesn’t wait for an answer, just collects Memphis from the wall, and they walk to his car.

Saint grumbles about charging for the use of his truck after a small dining table with a couple of chairs go into the flat bed of the truck. There’s also a comfy chair and a coffee table along with it.

“What about you two? You must have doubles of stuff.” Knox looks to Drake.

With a nod, he says to Maddox. “D’you need cooking stuff? We’ve got loads of saucepans and plates.”

The next trip is to Drake’s place.

I overhear Knox talking to Maddox. “Don’t be daft; it’s what families do.”

I know it’s because we’re a good family, not because I asked them to be welcoming, but watching my brothers fill up the truck with furniture and boxes of household appliances for Maddox makes me extremely happy. Seeing Roman and him getting to know each other is even better; he’ll end up knowing him better than I will. Even that doesn’t bother me. In fact, watching them interact in the following days after moving in is stirring something deeper inside me.

I know Roman; we’ve been sexual partners on and off for years, being together is the icing on the cake. Especially, as he’s still willing and wanting to be with others while we’re together at Bound. It is a bonus I thought I might lose. Tonight, we’re meeting Maddox at Bound. We’d had to cancel the week before due to a sick trainer at the gym and me having to work longer. I don’t know what the plan for tonight is. Are we just going to hang out? Is Maddox looking to hook up with another sub? Or could it be something more, something the three of us could enjoy?

“Knox?” Roman calls out as he walks through the front door. It’s just past eight, and he’s been on a late night at the store.

“I’m up here,” I call. I’m in the attic, looking over my stock levels of lubes, condoms, candles, basically anything used as an extra in my instructional lessons.

I turn as he walks in, his eyes roaming over all the equipment hungrily. Maybe I could bend the rules and take the edge off before tonight or maybe keep him on the edge, so he’ll be horny as fuck by the time we start playing. “You looking at something in particular, baby.” I stalk up to him and run my hand down his back to his arse, tightly packaged in his work trousers.

“I’ve been thinking about tonight a lot,” he says, not looking in any way abashed at the idea of filthy sex.

“What about tonight?” Please tell me you want a third, I say silently to myself.

“How do you feel about seeing what Maddox likes? If he would like the idea of playing with us. I know I said I think he’s up for it, but he’s hot as fuck, and I wouldn’t say no to a bit of something with all of us.”

“You have been thinking hard. Honestly, after seeing you two together, getting to know each other at the gym each night, I’m liking the idea of seeing what you can do for him.” I nuzzle into his neck and suck on the skin in the crook, leaving a nice, fresh bruise for him to show off. Then I add another and another, across his shoulder. “Do you want to play with him? How far are you thinking?"