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Yes, I’ve been hyper-focused on it, wondering about him for so long, and when I finally see what’s in his hefty grasp, I cover my mouth, stifling my gasp.

Oh, my god, he’s so hung!

And…

He’s pierced!

His steel jewelry catches the candlelight, but it’s not through his swollen crown or his thick shaft. It’s not to heighten his pleasure.

No, Axel has a pubic piercing through the dark, trimmed hair at the base of his cock. It’s a gleaming ring, the size of a quarter with a prominent captive steel bead, and my cunt clenches, throbbing in recognition, knowing his piercing is designed to pleasure a clit while he’s deep inside you.

It makes my eyelids hood with lust, my breath shallow, my mind swimming in shock. I’m somehow so aroused, watching him roll a condom on before he’s inside Wren. Before he closes his eyes and shares her with his brother.

I close my eyes, too, and can’t watch.

Jealousy trickles through me, but it’s nothing compared to the tsunami of lust rising inside my veins. My body is flooded with desire, my emotions so heightened that I’m dizzy.

Leaning my head back, I can’t fight this urge. I need relief. I lift my dress and wedge my fingers under my lace panties. They’re drenched, and it doesn’t take me long.

My hearing tunes out all others but Axel. Listening to his heavy breath, to the strained sounds of his pleasure, of hearing him grunt so hard when he comes, that I come, too.

My thighs shake. My body convulses. My walls clenching. I choke down his name, wanting to escape my lips. I silence my voice, and it only leaves me aching and wanting …wanting him.

Oh my god, yes, I want Axel.

I want him so much, it suddenly hurts.

I surrender to the warm flood of emotions, drowning in them, and I want to. I don’t want to hear the rest. I just want to float in the sound of Axel’s desire echoing in my ears. Thememory of his pierced cock soaks me. The idea of him plunging deep inside me is all-consuming.

I’m alone in a dark closet, but I can feel Axel swimming through my veins.

It fills me with an emotion I can’t name.

It leaves me panting and weak until it finally sounds like they’re done and begin to leave. But with Wren’s moans and Sire’s dirty taunts, it sounds like he stays to clean her. He’s getting off on it, and I don’t think I can take much more. My world needs to stop spinning.

Finally, I hear them leave. I hear Sire call out, “I’m done.” Then, a giggle tickles the air. It’s Wren calling out, “Goodnight, my kings.”

“Goodnight, our queen.” I hear Axel reply, his voice booming from his office.

Quietly, while he’s in there, I stand to collect myself, though my muscles are liquid from lust. With shaking hands, I smooth my dress and ponytail and collect my handbag. Carefully, I creak the closet door open to find the boardroom empty. I creep toward its door as Nash storms past it, aiming for the back stairwell, unaware I’m hiding.

But Axel’s still here.

His office light glows.

What will I do with the intel I just gained? Who will I tell about what I just saw? How do I really feel about Axel? Why did he just consume every cell in my body?

I don’t know.

I just need to run.

Kicking off my heels so I can be quiet, they dangle from my fingertips as I tiptoe across the open office floor.

I’m almost at the door to the stairwell, following Nash’s path, when…

“Ms. Jones, step into my office.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

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