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“Aleksandr Thomas King, I fall harder for you each day. I need you to know that when I’m not with you, I long to hear your voice, to hear you call me kitten. I want to know all your desires, hopes, fears, and dreams. And I want to watch as you achieve them.”

“What did I ever do in this life to deserve you?” he whispered in my ear.

We held each other for a long time before he slipped out and smacked my ass. He pulled me to my feet, steadying me as I swayed.

“As much as I’d love to stay in bed all day, we need to start our day.”

I sucked in my breath. My ass hurt like hell, and I thought back to last night, remembering how Ivan had smacked me hard.

“I swear we’re going to need another family meeting. If one of you isn’t destroying my poor nipples, then another of you is bruising my ass,” I said, trying to turn around to see if there was a mark.

“You can’t blame us, though, really. I mean, your breasts are like soft pillows, and one thing leads to another, and before you know it, they’re in my mouth or in my brothers’ mouth. Then the whole bruising on your ass thing was your fault. That mouth of yours gets you in trouble every time.” He chuckled as I scowled.

“Yes, except I don’t recall saying anything last night that earned me this one,” I mumbled.

“That would be the one exception, and that was because you were trying to push that pretty little kitty back against Ivan’s cock, trying to top from the bottom. You know better than that.”

“Clearly, I need some work,” I said, getting into the shower as he laughed. He followed me in and pulled me close to nuzzle my neck.

“I can’t wait to take you out on dates,” he mused, and I realized how our relationship had been shaped by my crazy circumstances. “Now that you are free, I need you to know that I’m going to keep you busy.”

“Okay. But I should probably look for a job, though.”

“I don’t think so. I need you available for me at any given moment, and I’m sure my brothers will feel the same.”

“At any given moment, huh? That’s a bit much, don’t you think?” I teased.

“We should probably renegotiate your list. In fact, I’m going to get you a proper checklist, and I want you to spend some time thoroughly going over it.” He turned around and ducked his head under the showerhead as I looked at his magnificently sculpted ass.

“As long as it’s understood that I will not share you,” I said, taking a washcloth and cleansing his back. He sighed sweetly.

“We can talk about that. With what we do, there’s going to need to be some leeway,” he teased.

“Wrong answer,” I said. Twirling the washcloth, I flicked it at his ass sharply. He growled and turned around, grabbing me and making me squeal. Someone cleared their throat, and I peeked my head out of the shower.

Chapter 66

Kinsley

This Isn’t Happening

My eyes lit upat the sight of him, and a grin spread across my face. Joy bubbled up inside me.

“Nik,” I exclaimed.

He stood there, as handsome as ever, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. His hair was slightly tousled, but his smile was as bright as ever. He made my heart skip a beat.

“Your night’s up, Brother. Quit hogging my girl.”

“I’m glad you’re here. Our little warrior is making demands,” Alek said, stepping out of the shower.

“Is she, now?” His eyebrows rose as he studied me.

“Yes, I suppose I am, and if what you told me before is true, then you’ll probably have the hardest time, Nik.”

“What are your demands, baby girl?” he asked, handing me a towel for my hair.

I reached for the other one, and he shook his head no, pulled me over to him, and began drying me off. The towel slipped between my legs, and I winced.