Page 7 of Preyless
Always the leader.
Even when he saw the horrors of his own men firsthand.
He shrugged. “Nothing can hurt me as much as my dad used to. Not only did he hurt me, but he hurt Rosie and Caleb, too. And I had to watch it all. I grew up knowing that evil existed in this world far before I got into international affairs, pretty boy.”
I knew his answer.
I knew him.
That didn’t stop the pang in my heart, though.
Aiden continued as he laid back down on me.Who would have known that the 6′4 muscular giant was such a snuggler?“Let’s get off this subject. How about instead you tell me why the hell you signed us up for a kink app—of all apps—on aworkemail address? I’m not letting that one go, Wraithe. You’re lucky I unsubscribed from the marketing and updates shit as soon as I saw it.”
That question made my face scrunch up sheepishly.
Okay, so itwasa very bad decision on my part. I could have used any other email address. Using a government one was definitely out of pocket.
But…“It got your attention, did it not?”
He grunted. “Obviously.”
Picking my head up, I wiggled away enough to grab my phone off the nightstand—nearly impossible due to the two-hundred-something-pound man on top of me, but I persevered. Once it was in my hand, I quickly unlocked the phone, opened the app, and handed it to him. “It’s called Preyless. I found it on a random forum.”
“I saw that much. Why do we have it? And on thework email?”
I groaned. “I’m getting there!”
“Speed it up, grandpa lover.”
My eyes rolled petulantly. I already knew he was never going to let that one go. “Well, we’ve been talking about adding in a third for months now, yeah? And obviously, all of the dating apps are an absolutely horrendous way to go. You’re toogrrrrr, imma eat you, and I’m tooplay with my hair for the rest of eternity. No girl is going to want us there. In fact, with us being military men on top of that, they will probably call the police on us.”
“…okay,” he said with his face pinched as he started scrolling through the app.
I had to swallow my laugh.
Oh, how I found myself hilarious. Even if he didn’t.
We already knew that unless you were a barrack bunny, you probably didn’tactuallylike military men. The abusive assholes gave all of us a shitty reputation.
But if you happened to like certain kinks…it worked out.
I continued. “So, I present to you, Preyless. An app dedicated to the darker side of kinks, or so it is advertised. Similar to thatone BDSM website we were on once upon a time. But… less forum-y. There’s not as many help columns or things on this one. It’s actually meant to connect you with others who know what they want.”
“Alright. So, you’re hoping that we find our dream girl on afetishapp. I gotta hand it to you—that is a new one. And here I thought you couldn’t surprise me anymore after six years.”
I smiled cheekily. “Well, even if we did join Finder, they would run for the hills the second they found out that you wanted to chase them through the woods and breed them in the mud.”
He scoffed, indignant. “You don’t know that!”
“I guarantee you they would point out the logistics of fucking in mud and how it would probably give them a UTI.”
“We have a doctor on base. It’s fine,” he grumbled again. “Okay, whatever. So, let’s say that all the cards fall in order,somehow, and we find our dream girl. What then? We’re not looking for a threesome—we’re looking for athird. Nothing less. Shouldn’t we try some polyamorous websites or something first?”
I raised one of my arms and laid it behind my head. I watched with humor and cockiness as his eyes drifted away from my phone to my arms, and I had the sneaking suspicion that he was going to bite the shit out of me soon. I started again before he could have the chance to bruise me. “I thought about that. Until I started scrolling…and I found someone.”
His eyes snapped to mine in shock, biceps forgotten. “What?! You found someone? Already?”
“I did. I haven’t messaged her yet, obviously. I wasn’t going to do anything without your approval?—”
