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“Is that a real—”

“Yeah,” I said with an embarrassed laugh.“And it’s officially the most expensive sex toy I own. Custom.Though, the tiara is not.”

“I don’t know, secondhand tiara…” sheteased. “Seriously, how long have you been planning this?”

“The butt plug? A couple of weeks.” I’dintended it to be a parting gift, something extravagant to rememberme by if she’d decided against a relationship.

Because I was petty, and I knew any futurepartner wouldn’t have been able to top it.

“Tonight?” I went on. “Two days.”

She never took her gaze off the box. “You’remagic.”

My ego should have been thoroughly stroked,but my vanity knew no bounds. I lifted the tiara out gently. Asiahad given me detailed instructions earlier about proper spacing andhow to make sure the tiara was secure. It had cost almost as muchas the damn plug.

“This is too much,” Charlotte saidquietly.

“It’s not enough,” I argued. “Dragons aresupposed to have piles and piles of treasure.”

I settled the tiara atop her head—“not likea headband,” as Asia had instructed—and arranged the combscarefully to keep it in place. I put my hands on Charlotte’sshoulders to urge her a step back. Her hair had been swept into along braid with loose curls falling around her face, and the tiaranestled in the cushion created by the pinned waves center-parted ather forehead.

I turned her toward the mirror again.“Tonight, you’ll be wearing fourteen million dollars’ worth of yourdragon’s treasure.”

Her eyes went panic-wide at the number.

“And it still won’t be the most valuablething in his hoard.” I leaned down, pressing my cheek to hers. “Thejewels, the gold, this whole damn island? None of it compares tohow much I value you.”

Tears rose in her eyes. “I can’t believeyou’re doing this all for me.”

Partially. Watching the woman I loved getfucked by twenty guys wasn’t exactly a selfless act when it wasbound to be the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my lifetime.

Until we found a way to top it.

I finished her sentence for her. “Because Ilove you.”

She turned in my arms and I kissed her, longand slow and with every ounce of what I felt for her. Her headtipped back, and she moaned, pushing me away. “No offense, but I’vebeen on the edge all day long and even just kissing is going tomake me come.”

I went to the box and lifted up the plugwith a grimace of feigned pity. “Then you’re going to have to be agood girl and hold back, because this is the final touch.” I pattedthe bed. “Bend over, princess.”

She whimpered in distress.

But my good little princess did as she wastold.

CHAPTER TEN

(Charlotte)

The castle was empty when we arrived. Atleast, empty of resort guests. I assumed the hand-picked twentywere somewhere in the building.

Twenty. My brain spun, and my heartjumped into my throat. Twenty men, all doing whatever they wantedto me. Whatever they wanted, within the broad parameters I’d setwith my resort contract.

Matt stepped down from the cart that hadbrought us and offered me his hand. He’d dressed in all blackagain, suit, tie, jacket, everything the same shade in differentfabrics. And he looked so, so good.

A velvet rope stretched across the frontdoors of the castle, and a staff member unhooked it for us. A signin a metal stand at the bottom of the stairs read, “Private EventInvitation Only.”

“Where’s all the fucking happening tonight,then?” I asked, giving Matt a sidelong smirk.

“Were you under the impression therewouldn’t be any fucking in here tonight?” he asked as we steppedinto the castle lobby. The lights were off, and the space was litwith flickering light from fake torches.

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