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“Why aren’t you on the pill?” he asks out of the blue.

He sounds curious this time. Earlier, he wasfurious, so that’s a surprising change.

And now I’m certain all of my exposed skin is tomato red. He’s right, I should have mentioned it sooner than I did, but I was a little bit overcome by cocks. Overcocked, so to speak.

“That would be because I’m single, and not fucking very often.” I shrug. “I don’t go bare—normally—so why pump myself full of hormones all the time?”

“Mm,” he says mildly. “So, I might have knocked you up, huh?”

Oh, god, I can’t even imagine. This was supposed to be my closure fuck.

“Let’s hope not.”

“I’ll hope for whatever I want to, thank you very much.” He sounds amused.

“You could have pulled out, at least.”

“That doesn’t work. And let’s face it: I quite like the thought of you growing my babies, poison.”

I stiffen, rendered mute again.

“You’d have to stay if you had my baby.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Plenty of people have babies without it meaning more than semen fertilizing an egg, you know.”

“I do know. But not us.”

I refuse to even think about it. I’m not that unlucky. It’s the second time I had sex unprotected; the first time was on my sixteenth birthday, but I got on the pill right after. Plenty of people have sex a hundred times without any form of contraception and don’t end up pregnant. The statistics are on my side.

“Why did you ask Hawk…” I start, not sure how to finish that sentence.

“Because you like him,” he says, curling his finger around my hair. “And I figured you’d enjoy yourself with him. Did you?”

I burrow my head in his chest.

“Communication, poison. Let’s get better at it. Did you enjoy yourself?”

“It’s pretty clear I did. But still. It was…a lot.”

I don’t have more words to define the life-changing, eye-opening events of the last…day? Hours? I don’t know how long I was out of it.

“But everyone watched.” I groan, suddenly mortified. “Oh, god, didBellasee that?”

“I believe your sister was otherwise engaged. I didn’t check,” he retorts, amused. “Did you like being watched?”

I have to think about it. It was so fucking embarrassing…but after the first wild, frightening moments, I certainly didn’t hate it. At all. I distinctly remember my arousal being out-of-this-world intense as I watched the guys look at us—at me—so unapologetically.

The way their hands moved, I think they were touching themselves watching us. And I liked it. I liked it just as much as I liked Hawk’s cock joining Alessandro’s, driving me fucking insane.

His hand slides along my back. “I was always a bit of an exhibitionist—but I figured you were too…pure for that. Too young, too prim and proper. Or maybe I just hated the idea of sharing you, back then.”

My heart sinks. He doesn’t mind now. Because I’m no longer really his.

“Well, I’m…glad we’ve done this,” I admit. “And I guess I get why my sister’s so fond of sharing.”

I’ve always loved sex with Less more than with anyone else, but what happened today was an out-of-body, transcendent experience.

“I won’t forget it.”