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I jump at Levi’s voice coming from behind me and spin on my toes to find him standing in the doorway, his arm rested on the frame. He’s got that familiar smirk on his beautiful mouth, revealing his dimples and his cut jawline and cheekbones. The nearly black lashes that frame his dark blue eyes lower, creating a sly, hooded expression.

My heart races at his proximity. It’s almost impossible not to have a physical reaction to how insanely gorgeous he is, even if he can be a total asshole.

“I’m nowhere near your bed.”

He lifts one shoulder in a shrug. “My room, then. If you don’t want to do it on the bed, I’ll happily fuck you on the floor again. Or perhaps you’d prefer me to fold you over the couch?”

“I’d prefer you to leave me alone.”

“Every time you tell me to leave you alone, it only makes me want you more.”

“You can want me all you like, Levi, but it doesn’t mean you’re going to get me. I’m not going to give you all of what you want. I’m not going to just be a hole for the three of you to use over the winter. I don’t care what plans you had in mind for me.”

“Keep running that mouth off, Little Fox. My dick loves it. Come here and get a feel.”

I tut my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “You’re disgusting, Levi.”

“You weren’t saying that when you were licking our combined cum off my cock not so long ago.”

As much as I hate myself for it, tightness draws up through my core, heat pooling between my thighs. It’s so damn unfortunate that sex with these men is so goddamned good. If they’d been hideous to look at and terrible in bed, this would be a whole other situation, but fuck, I’m still a sexual person with needs and desires. I’ve been given a taste of what it’s like to have sex with these men, and my body definitely wants more.

“If you call my father ‘Daddy,’ that practically makes us siblings, doesn’t it? I’ve always wanted a sister. One I could spy on in the shower while I masturbate behind the door.”

“You’re gross.”

“So you keep telling me, and yet here you are.”

I glance around, searching for another way out. I’m not going over the Juliette balcony. Apart from anything, it’s a good drop onto the snow on the other side. But he’s blocking the only door with his body, and I’ve got a strong feeling he won’t allow me past.

“If you didn’t come here to fuck me, why are you here?”

There’s no point in lying. “I’m looking for the Wi-Fi box. Your dad says it’s broken, but I don’t believe him. I think it’s just another way to keep me trapped here.”

Levi purses his lips. “What do you plan to do if you’re able to get it working again?”

“First, I have to find it. You could help me with that. I assume you know where it is?”

He scoffs at me. “I have no use for the internet. Can I hunt it? Can I fuck it? Can I eat it? No, on all respects. It’s this crazy, imaginary thing humanity has come up with to take itself further away from the things that matter. People base their whole lives around it, and that’s rarely for the better. If I can spend my entire life without wasting a single day online, then I will.”

I’m not sure I’ve ever heard Levi say so much, and so passionately, in one go. He has a point. Perhaps we would all be better off without it. But it also opens a lot of doorways. For me, I always assumed I would use it as a way of getting my artwork out to potential customers. Maybe I’d start to use social media to draw live and reach an audience and then have a website to sell my pieces on. I wouldn’t be able to handle setting up a website myself, but there are people who do that sort of thing as a job. Of course, I don’t have any money to pay for someone to do that either, but I’d always figured that was a future-me problem.

“You have a point, but it has its good aspects, too. Like making things more accessible for people like me.”

“If you stayed here, you wouldn’t have any need for those things. You can draw to your heart’s content. Blake will take care of anything monetary. I’ll ensure you always have food in your stomach. Dov will make sure you’re always protected.”

Is he making a pitch for me to stay?

“You’ll be taken care of, Little Fox. In every way a woman could ever hope for.”

My heart hitches. Isn’t that what I’ve always wanted? No, I can’t let him sweet-talk me.

“But what if I’ve got aspirations of my own? What if I want to earn my own money, and have people see my work, and be able to stand on my own feet? You don’t understand, Levi. It’s dangerous to rely on men like you and your father and your brother. I’ve already learned that you can pull that rug out from under me at a moment’s notice, and then where does that leave me?”

I’m getting choked up again. The pain I experienced at Blake’s manipulation is still so close to the surface. Levi is dangling hope in front of me, but it’s not safe to reach for it.

I shake my head. “I just need to get through these next few months, and then I’m out of here.”

He steps in, moving dangerously close, like a panther stalking its prey. “And if we won’t let you go?”