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“He didn’t follow us,” Vero whispers loudly.

“That means he went the other way.”

I smirk; I knew they saw me. They wanted me to follow them.

“Should we go back?” Kayla asks.

“Fuck no, that’s what he wants.”

She laughs, and their footsteps start again.

I give them a thirty-second head start, and slink along the fence line, not letting them see me. But I see them. They have snuck through the gate and are moving around the outside of the carousel platform, using the horses as cover.

Clay comes up behind me, and I whisper, “Carousel.” He nods and goes back the way he came, while I silently shift through the gates.

Vero and Kayla are on the far side, and I duck as I step up onto the platform.

The lights flash on and the music blasts loudly as the carousel shudders to a start.

I work my way around the wooden deck, but when I get close to them, Vero launches at me from behind a horse.

“Got you,” he yells over the noise, and I laugh.

“I was supposed to be getting you.”

Vero cackles. “I was the distraction,” he says.

In the chaos, Kayla has jumped down and tries to run, but Clay steps in front of her. Now neither of them moves. Ares finally joins the party, casually strolling through the gate. Unfortunately for her, she has nowhere left to go.

She looks back over her shoulder at Vero. “You traitor!”

“Sorry, paper-cut princess, but I am weak for this man.”

She smiles at him. “Solid argument.”

Clay reaches for her, putting his hands on her shoulders as he says something to her. And just like that, it appears she accepts she’s been cornered. He ducks down, places a hand behind her knee, and flips her over his shoulder.

Kayla shouts and grabs the back of his waistband with both hands, pulling up hard, causing Clay to make a sound I have never heard come out of his mouth. It’s hard not to laugh, but the second he loosens his grip, she drops to the ground and pushes to her feet, then runs off again with a cackle. She makes it a few steps before Ares catches her by the hair and pulls her back against his chest. Kayla gasps and grabs his wrist.

“Going somewhere?” he asks, using his free hand to pull off his mask.

“Maybe I was. You guys are going easy on me tonight. Maybe I should see if Cave is up for a chase. Wedgie boy is getting soft.”

“Shut up,” Clay groans, still righting his boxers beneath his pants.

Vero laughs, so I reach up and grab the back of his neck, and his knees buckle. He turns to look at me, and I smirk as I walk him back to the nearest horse and drape him over it. I glance back and see Ares bringing Kayla up onto the carousel and positioning her stomach-down over a horse, just like I have done with Vero. Clay moves in front of her as she looks at me, but I give a shrug that says, You’re fucked now.

“Eyes forward, I think Clay has something to show you,” I tell her aloud.

“Can he show me as well? I want to see,” Vero sasses.

I can’t wrap my hands in Vero’s hair anymore. Though it’s growing back, it’s not long enough to get a good grip yet.

“You want to see his cock?” I growl. His response is to laugh, so I lean over and rip his jumpsuit open at the front and pull it all the way down his body.

Clay places one foot in the stirrup and grabs Kayla by her hair. “You want me to be rough? I’m going to fuck your face until you have tears running down your cheeks.”

“Is that supposed to be a punishment? I might give you a wedgie more often.”