“I love it. Thank you. Are these what I think they are?” she exclaimed and pulled out a set of game cards.
“They’re completely new for future game nights. I think you’ll especially love the kinky dice. Each roll promises a new adventure and excitement.”
“Oh, can we play tonight?” Kinsley begged, holding both the cards and dice to her chest. Her eyes eagerly met my and my brothers’.
“If you’re a good girl, we can talk about it,” Alek answered.
“There’s more, tiny tot.”
She dug into the bag again and brought up the first of several new T-shirts. “I figured you could wear these around the house. It’s your very own collection of King T-shirts. They’re sized to fit them but made for you.”
She held up the first one. It said “Master.” He’d gotten one that said “Daddy” and “Beloved Sir” as well, which she delighted in. He walked back over to the gifts and surprised us all with another T-shirt. He handed it to her, and she burst out laughing before turning it around so we could all read it. “Someone who loves me calls me Torturer.”
“And you say I’m the one who is extra.” She hugged it to her body. “I love it so much. You’re the best.”
“Well, you’ve had quite a journey in this life. You’ve reminded me so much over the past few months just how wild and passionate love can be, yet so damned tender all at once. I couldn’t be happier that you are here, a part of our little family.”
Tears sprang to her eyes. She jumped up and rushed over to him, hugging him around the middle. He rubbed her back and then pushed her face back.
“People spend their whole lives searching for that one special person who completes them. You’ve found three of them, snatched them off the market forever. And in that process, we found you. You complete my friends in a magical way. It’s fucking beautiful, and I’m all here for it.”
She once more dissolved into tears in his arms.
Chapter 69
Aleksandr
Exclusivity
Staring at her, Iexperienced a range of emotions so deep I hardly recognized myself. It was a powerful and all-consuming force that ran through my veins. My heart filled with warmth and tenderness toward the tiny dancer who stole my heart. Bash whispered in her ear, and her little face radiated such love.
“Go on, you’ve got three more to go.”
He pushed her back toward the table with the cards. She once more studied them, and this time, without any hesitation, she flipped a card over. Glancing at Nik with a sly grin on her face, she showed it to him.
The card was green with two crows on it, signaling he had two different gifts for her. He stood and strolled over to the gift table, bringing back his bags. She went to grab them, and he held them out of her reach. She was so excited she couldn’t contain herself.
I vowed to ensure she always looked the way she did right then—happy.
He handed her the large bag, and she reached in and pulled out a Squishmallow. She squealed and her face lit up. “These are for when you miss us, baby girl. There is one for each of us.”
She traced the one with the reaper skull. “I love it. Look, Reap, you can sleep with me even when it’s not your night!”
A playful smile danced upon her lips as I shook my head at her silliness. She reached for another one and laughed.
“Look, Blade, it’s custom made to look exactly like yours.” His was shaped like a GhostFace with a blade in the center of it. She hugged it to her body before reaching in for the last one.
She pulled it out, looking confused. It had a crow on the front and was equipped with a strap sewn in. She raised her eyebrow in question.
“Nik, what is this for?” she finally asked. Her innocent eyes were wide.
The room erupted with laughter as all of us caught on. Nik didn’t even slightly look embarrassed. He puffed his chest out and said, “I had a replica made of my cock. It attaches right here.” He touched the middle part of the strap.
Her face turned ten shades darker, and she sputtered. “A what? A real, live replica. How? I mean, thank you. So that’s really a thing? Can I see it?” She tore through the bag in search of it.
“I’ve got it tucked away for later, baby girl.”
“Oh,” she said, looking momentarily sad. “Is it here, though, or at home? I just want to prepare myself. I can have you in my…and my…” Her voice trailed off, and she clamped her hand over her mouth as the room filled with laughter.
