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I cry out when Alexei slaps my ass and picks up his pace. All I can do is hold on to Camden’s thighs as they fuck my pussy and mouth.

My back is starting to hurt, but I refuse to say anything. Staying in this position for too long puts too much pressure on it, especially with as heavy as my belly is now. But I want them to fill me with their cum.

Plus, I need at least one more orgasm or I’m going to keep perfuming in the ballroom, and no one wants that.

When Alexei’s thumb finds my clit, circling it once, then twice before grinding against it, I explode.

I’m fairly certain I black out because the next thing I know, I’m leaning against Alexei’s chest while Camden licks my pussy.

“Such a good little cum slut,” Alexei growls, sounding more like his brother than himself as I come again.

Alexei’s hands hold me in place as he lifts my belly, and a sigh of relief leaves me as he takes the weight off my back. Camden pops up and kisses me.

I love the combination of mine and Alexei’s releases mixed on Camden’s tongue.

“Ready to go back?” Alexei asks, rubbing his cheek against the top of my head. “After cleanup, of course.”

I shake my head. “Not yet. Just a little longer without all the weight on my back sounds amazing.”

Both of my men chuckle.

“I happy to help,” he murmurs, Camden distracting me with another kiss.

“I love you,” I tell them. “Both of you. I wouldn’t be complete without you—any of you, really.”

They repeat their love for me, and a few minutes later, we make our way back into the ballroom.

Nikolai glares at his brother, and I know he knows what we were up to. All my mates probably do since they would’ve felt me coming repeatedly through our bonds.

I’m not sure if it should feel weird or not. After all, we’ve only known each other for a few weeks, but I don’t mind it.

I’ve always enjoyed letting my mates know how much I’m enjoying myself through our bonds—especially when they can’t join in.

That’s the brat in me.

“Love you,” Nikolai declares as he pulls me out of his brother’s arms.

“I love you, too.”

Before I can say anything else, Camden grabs my hand and pulls me away to the dance floor.

Settling into his arms with my head on his chest, I relax. This is exactly where I belong—in Camden’s arms. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing, I always want to be in his arms.

Chapter Thirty-three

Maverick

Ican’t believe the number of people who have turned out for tonight’s charity gala. It’s both overwhelming and amazing.

There’s a display on the wall where they’re keeping track of donations, and the number just keeps getting higher and higher. We’re closing in on the rose ceremony that will wrap up the gala, and it’s already over ten million dollars.

While Dalton and I do very well with our business, we don’t have that kind of money. And to think, Emilia’s company is going to match that number. We could never—at least not yet.

Maybe one day.

My eyes find Emilia, who’s dancing with Camden, and they’re both laughing.

I’m not attracted to men, but they both look beautiful tonight—Camden somehow seeming to pick up some of the glow Emilia’s pregnancy has brought her.

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