That night, I sit up late, waiting with trepidation for Archer to arrive and deliver his promised punishment. All of my emotions buzz under my skin: nervousness, excitement, a tiny fear that I’ll hate whatever he does, a bigger fear that I will enjoy it. I keep the baby monitor on nearby, but so f
The woman is a mumbling, moaning mess. I can barely discern her words beyond, “Daddy, please. Daddy, more. So good. You’re so good.” She’s saying it over and over on repeat, splintered now and then by a sharper wail or a moan so loud her voice breaks. I freeze in the doorway, overwhelmed by what I
Archer When Archer made his threat of punishment to Chloe, he fully intended to see it through. In the moment, he considered all kinds of devious and sexy ways to bring Chloe to the edge of satisfaction and keep her there, edged, until such a time he deemed she could find release. However, when
He staves off his organism but it’s only just. When he trusts himself to open his eyes again, he looks at the doorway. But Chloe is gone. “Goddamn it.” Archer pulls himself out of the woman, who collapses with bliss on the bed. He rips off the condom and throws it in the trash. “I didn’t tell you,
When I escaped back to my room, I couldn’t believe what I had witnessed. Or what Archer’s demanding and sexy presence had almost made me do! I almost touched myself to Archer fucking some other bitch. What the hell is wrong with me? Had I hit my head? This had to be my punishment. Why else would h
Please, I mean to say. It comes out garbled. But he smirks like he knows. “Good girls get their pussies eaten. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? My mouth between your legs. I’m good with my tongue. I can make you scream just by lapping at your clit.” I make another noise, louder. My clit aches to b
When I wake up the next morning, my brain has finally decided to actually process and interpret information. For a few bliss-filled seconds, I am at peace. Then I remember all the shit I did the night before. How utterly humiliating. I decide that I hate Archer with the entirety of my being. At
For a brief moment, I think of sending him away like the brothers want me to do. But then I scoff at myself. Tide is my friend, and no matter what they might say, the Hayes boys have no right to dictate who I speak with. Still, I almost change my mind again when Tide speaks. “I need to borrow mo
I’m happy because I have four hearts beating alongside mine.“Do you feel it, too?” I ask. “My connection to each of you?”I blink my eyes open once more. I want to see their faces, their reactions.Neil has his hand over his own heart. “It’s strange. It’s like part of you is inside of me.”“Me, too
In the darkness of my mind, I floated, surrounded by the comforting embrace of love. Distantly, I could feel another presence, one that grew stronger and stronger, the more I focused on it: my wolf.As I thought of her, she appeared before me as if I willed her into being. Maybe I did. We are in my
Damn alpha wolves and their heightened senses.“I’ve already made my choice,” I say. “Honestly, I think I made it a long, long time ago.”Archer relaxes marginally. Steven starts to smile.Neil turns to me, worry still on his face. “You say that now, Chloe. But the pull could be strong…”“I don’t ca
The eve of my birthday, I rest in bed and stare at my ceiling. It’s late, near midnight, but I still have my bedside light on.With my feelings shared and grown with Neil, Archer, and Steven, I didn’t expect to spend any night alone, especially the one right before the day that could change everythi
I awake to a sharp knock on my bedroom door. Neil’s arm is still draped over me but some distance had inched between our hot bodies in the night. I’m able to slink out from under his arm without him waking.Naked, I quickly stop by the bathroom to throw on my fluffy bathrobe. Then, after glancing ba
They.Beau glances at me and see my incredulous look. “What do I need to go out every night? Can’t a man just enjoy staying home for a change?”“You can do whatever the hell you want,” I say.“Good, then.” Beau slumps down on the couch. He stretches out, lifting his feet up and into my lap. “Now tel
For the rest of the morning, I desperately try not to think about Neil. Whoever he’s in love with, I won’t be offended by it. The hurt I feel has nothing to do with this new person. She must be great for her to have won Neil’s affections.The hurt is my own loss, my own problem. I let my feelings fo
After Steven and I have cleaned ourselves up with a quick shower, we fall back into bed together, giggling and laughing all the way. My now, Steven has discovered a few of my tickle zones, which he is exploiting. As revenge, I touch the places I now know make him shiver.For a while, nothing seems l
His hands fumbled with the buttons of his own shirt. Such usually steady hands are rendered useless by his nervousness.“Allow me,” I tell him. I lightly bat his hands out of the way before replacing them with mine on his shirt buttons. My times with Neil have served me well. I’m able to undo all th