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I smiled as I thought about them. “I do. They’re great people. I’m lucky.”
“And they know about . . . everyone?”
I laughed at his description. “Yeah, they do. My mom was a little confused at first. Asked some inappropriate questions. But my dad just rolled with it. Said he was born in the sixties and had seen wilder shit.” I shook my head at the memory. “Mom got used to it eventually, and she accepted them like they were her kids. It was nice for Skye. I think his family’s rejection hurts him more than he lets on.”
Brooks’s fingers trailed down my arm. “Yeah, I’m sure. Well, my parents will love him. They won’t care about me being polyamorous either. They already know I’m kinky. Mom had a whole talk to me about RACK and sane, safe consensual when she found out I went to my first kink club.” He cringed. “It was awkward as fuck.”
“I can only imagine. That’s one thing they don’t know, though I have a feeling my dad at least has an idea. I’m glad you and Diego have them.”
He smiled softly. “Me too. I think about it sometimes, where I could’ve ended up. It had to be fate that lead them to find me.”
I had no idea what it was, but fate was as good an idea as any. Most kids that young left in that situation would’ve ended up dead or worse. “Well, whatever it was, I’m glad.”
“Same.”
Brooks shifted, reminding me he was completely naked. He wasn’t as hard anymore, but he hadn’t gone down completelyeither. He looked at his dick and then back at me. Conversation time over, I guessed.
My eyes found the dildo lying on the bed. “Alright, enough discussion. Let’s get you ready because tonight, I won’t be so gentle.”
CHAPTER 34
BROOKS
I stood behind the house,staring at the massive expanse of woods in front of me. Maverick had mapped it out earlier, but I couldn’t see the markers from here, so our arena seemed endless, daunting. I bounced on my toes in anticipation. This was finally fucking happening.
I had done a few primal events at some of the clubs I went to, but they’d never lived up to the expectations in my brain. Somehow, I just knew today would be different. A large part of that was because of the guys I’d be doing this with. We knew and trusted each other in a way I never had with random Doms at the club. And we were doing this with no condoms, which brought a whole new level of intimacy and even danger to the fold.
I had removed the plug I’d been wearing all evening right before coming outside and had reapplied lube. Skye had told me not to bother with underwear, so I hadn’t, though with how hard I already was, I kind of wished I had. Running would not be easy.
I was ready to go though. Wearing black joggers that were thick enough that they should protect my skin from branches and other things in the woods, loose enough to run but not snag on shit. I had on a black, long-sleeved compression shirt. It was cold out here at night, and I wanted my skin covered as much aspossible, well, until it wasn’t. I had my most solid sneakers on and had even taken out my lip and nose ring. My flashlight and a tiny pocketknife, since I wasn’t allowed my real knives, were all I had on me. I had a feeling things were going to get wild and I’d rather take the precautions now so I didn’t have to think about it once I was fully in the scene mindset.
Skye walked out of the house dressed similarly to me. He grinned and walked up to me, but there was something in his stance more predatory than I was used to from him.
“Ready, sunshine?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I think so.”
“You got your watch on and set?”
“Yup.” Earlier today Maverick had given me a smart watch. It had GPS location, as well as an emergency alert. The rule was that no one was allowed to check it unless they were truly worried it was an emergency, but it was a fail-safe just in case. It also gave Diego a link to track us if shit really hit the fan. I wasn’t too worried, but it was nice security.
Luca and Maverick came out next. They were huddled together and whispering heatedly to each other.
I glanced at Skye. “What’s up with them?”
“Eh, nothing to worry about right now. They always get like this before they hunt.”
I wanted to believe him, but something felt off. Before I could question it, Luca and Mav walked up to us, their conversation over.
I was awestruck by how sexy all my men were. Maverick and Luca were also dressed similarly to us but wearing cargo pants instead of joggers and long-sleeved shirts. Maverick was also wearing a beanie, which looked hot as fuck on him.
“Not gonna lie. You didn’t strike me as a beanie man, Sir, but you look so fucking good.”
Mav’s grin was predatory. “Thank you, brat. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Luca hadn’t said a word, but he was staring at me so intensely, it had me squirming.
“Is everything okay, Sir?”
