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“Right, well, umm, I gotta grab that shower,” he stammered and they all pretty much ran out.

We chuckled.

Pixie and I whipped up pancakes, eggs, bacon, toast, and a fruit shake for each of the men.

As they walked in, they grumbled appreciatively and devoured their food.

After a few quiet moments, Etienne looked at us, confused. “Aren’t you two going to eat?”

Fuck, that French accent is going to make my fucking clit piercing start to dance.

All four heads popped up and stared at the apex of my thighs. Pixie started laughing. I groaned.

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?” I cleared my throat. “Right, anyways, we aren’t eating because we already had our protein shake, and I’m not really hungry for food.” Igave a heated look to Pixie, making her blush.

All the men quietly groaned.

Dante grumbled, “I’m going to need another cold shower.”

I laughed, drawing Luca’s stare.

He looked at us. “You never did answer. How did you have a bunch of clothes our size ready? Not that we aren’t grateful,” Luca asked.

“We texted ahead on the way home and had the receptionist bring clothes for some well-built, tall, gorgeous men, I forget the exact wording,” Pixie said airily.

Dante laughed and shot us a wink. “She meant me, you guys were just lucky to reap the rewards of my good looks.” I shook my head at him and smiled.

“Right, so you boys finish up and clean your dishes after. We are heading to our room.” I took turns, looking at them dead in the eye. “The doors to our personal rooms and offices cannot be opened without a biometric scanner so don’t even bother snooping. The gym door does open if you need to work out. The elevator will not open without my direct command and eye scan.” I let them know. Their eyebrows shoot up.

I laughed and continued, “The rooms have the ability to be soundproof, so if you need them to be, just speak the command into the room. Certain trigger words will trip the system and cameras will start recording. So I highly suggest not doing or saying something stupid.”

Dimitri spoke up this time, “Jesus, why in the world do you need such a sophisticated system? This is like a prison.”

I scoffed. “Hardly. I just like to feel safe in my own home especially when inviting Elite Shadows into my home when I barely know you all. Just be grateful.”

“So, why did you?” Luca asked softly, with a confused look on his face that I wanted to kiss away. I shook the idea away.

I want to kiss him too, its’ disconcerting. Even more so because it doesn’t necessarily feel wrong, they fit,Pixie spoke into my mind.

I will have to do more research but it is disconcerting, a magick harem with six people. You know I’m not a big fan of things I don’t have control over.

“We control the narrative this way. But…that same narrative wants you a little closer to figure out why Pix and I feel drawn to you.” I bit my lip in confusion, but quickly let it go. The men made eye contact with each other but remained silent.

“Anyways. Bed time. I would hurry up, boys, I haven’t soundproofed our room, and we aren’t tired...yet.”

Collective growls echoed around the kitchen as “Invented Sex” by Trey Songz started to play.

“Ohh! Before we forget, we have been trying to name our shared room. The Love Room? Banging Room? We cannot figure it out!” I exclaim, frustrated.

“Why do you have to name your room at all,” asked Etienne.

As she tugs me into the room, Pixie answers for me,“It has a bed that is about three kings together, has two dancing poles and bondage toys, hanging from the ceiling. Perfect for groups…we just can’t figure it out. Be a doll, would you? And come up with something…fitting.” She winked and closed the door behind us as another chorus of groans went up. Torture at its finest.

7

"You don't have to live a lie. Living a lie will mess you up. It will send you into depression. It will warp your values.” —Gilbert Baker

“Sometimes, it’s better to embrace the unexpected than to turn it away. It’s made my life worth living.”-Pixie

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