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Do I want the members to turn around and watch?

Fuck.

I’m gonna blow.

“Let me fill you, baby. I need to stay inside you.”

She frantically nods, giving me consent to come in her pussy and on the fifth downstroke, she detonates, crying out and biting my fingers while my orgasm pulses out of me. Her breaths are labored. My heart’s about to explode. Our climaxes work in tandem until we’re rasping for air.

Ryker announces the winner of the Butterfly Ceremony.

Everyone applauses and Sophie stands to adjust her dress while I tuck myself back into my suit pants.

Suddenly, the doors burst open and Knox rushes in looking wild-eyed and terrified.

Chapter 40

Knox

“Don’t go!” I yell, heading right for Vault and Sophie. “Please don’t fucking go up to the Butterfly suite.” My heart’s racing, and I’m sweaty and shaky. The whole day I over-thought this night and what I want and how to tell them and then I chickened out twice because I’m scared of making demands and fucking up what we have. I can’t think straight. I burned most of my dishes tonight and had to walk away, leaving Tristan to pick up my slack. It’s been Hell. I’m in absolute fucking Hell. “I don’t want to share you.”

Vault stares at me like I’m speaking in tongues.

Sophie looks just as confused.

Everyone else in the room moves around, heading out because the ceremony is over. The auction is done. Someone is a Butterfly. They’ll want what’s mine.

“Come with us,” Vault says, grabbing my arm and tugging me out the back door.

Dmitri said that not everything is my fault. Not everything is about me. Well, I’m making this about me. I deserve to be selfish. I’ve gone a lifetime of never being good enough but, goddamnit, yes, the fuck I am. I’m always thinking about everyone else and it’s timeI think of me.

Vault pulls me into his office, and Sophie shuts the door.

Oh god. I’m in so much trouble. My chest is going to burst. “Alex…”

He smashes his mouth to mine, sending my last functioning brain cell into another dimension. His grip is so tight on me, it’s bruising.

I love it.

Opening up for him, I return the kiss with gusto. We’re tangled together, and I rip at his suit jacket. I want it off. I want everything fucking off.Now.

Vault pulls back, panting. “Wait.”

“No more waiting.” I yank on his shirt, popping every single button. “I’ve waited long enough. Give me this one thing before you go back out there to the Butterfly.”

He closes his hands over mine and lifts my hands off his shirt. “Knox. Listen to me. Slow down.”

I only obey because I don’t want to make this worse. Can’t he hear my soul screaming?

“We’re not going back out there for the Butterfly,” he says calmly.

Sophie comes into view, flushed and wild-eyed.

Staring back and forth between them, I’m scared to ask for a repeat. I hate that I’m so fucking insecure. I hate that I’m this terrified of losing them. I never knew I could be so possessive. I’m a great sharer. I share stuff all the time. Everything I have I share. My food, my time, my house, my love…

“I can’t share you. I’m so sorry. I…fuck.” Needing air, I slip out from under Vault’s glare and walk around to the other side of his office. The whir of machines and AC blasting doesn’t touch the volumeof all the noise in my head. “I tried to let it go. I thought I’d be alright with it. But I’m not. This is my hard line.”

I’m going to lose them over this.

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