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It doesn’t take long for her breathing to get erratic again. She’s so responsive, it makes me even harder, aching to be inside her.

“Atlas, I need you.”

I’m not going to make her beg for me again. I line myself up and slowly ease myself in. Her nails dig into my shoulders as her back arches at the intrusion.

I whisper in her ear, “shh, shh it’s okay, I’ll go slow.”

“No!” she cries, “I need you to move! God, Atlas… I feel so… full. I need you to fuck me hard, make me come on your cock.”

Holy fuck…Where did this dirty little mouth come from? She went from being mute to a god damned dirty talker in no time. Is this what we pulled out of her? Was this hiding underneath that quiet exterior all this time? The thought only makes me love her more, eager to peel back all her layers and help the real Mina step out into the light.

I start thrusting in harder as my hand teases her nipple. She groans and cries my name. “Atlas!”

“Fuck, yes, baby! Say my name again!” I growl.

“Atlas! I love you!”

Her core starts convulsing around me, and combined with her words, it sets me off. I explode, my cum shooting out of me intoher, as I keep thrusting until I’m spent and I slow to a stop. I slump down beside her and pull her to me, my arms wrapped around her.

“God, I love you so much, Malishka. I’m so glad you’re here now.”

“Me too,” she says, snuggling into my chest. She dozes off as we lay here, completely exhausted and utterly content.

I’m elated that she agreed to be mine… and Dom’s. It means she’s open to the idea of being with more than one of us, and I have a feeling she won’t say no to any of us.

I’m more worried about Gideon. I’ve seen him distancing himself from her since she’s been home, and I’m not sure why. Whenever one of us tries to bring it up, he tells us everything is fine and shrugs off his behavior like it’s normal. When the seven of us had a conversation about asking her individually to date us, he stayed silent. When asked directly if he was in, he simply nodded. I just hope he gets over whatever is keeping him back from her.

If we are going to keep her safe and solve these murders, we need our whole house functioning as a team. We still couldn’t confirm that her mother was the killer. Regardless, the killer is out there and has been targeting victims who look like Mina for years. It’s unclear if it’s her mother, or some sort of stalker, but the fact remains that she’s in danger.

I was glad she didn’t want to go back to high school. She didn’t belong there anyway, but it also meant she was spending her days at home, where I could protect her. I’ve amped up the security around our home, but I don’t imagine the killer even knows she’s here.

And now she’s finally physically healed, we can ask her more about her life and see if we can make any connections to the case.

But one thing remains certain. She’s mine, and nothing will ever take her from me again.

Chapter 17

Mina

The next morning, as I’m eating breakfast, I can’t stop my gaze from darting around the table. Every time Dom’s eyes land on mine, I blush, remembering what happened yesterday. And every time my eyes meet Atlas’s, he smirks, sending heat to my core.

Then, when I look at the others, I can’t help remembering how Dom implied they might all want something more with me. Or did he just mean that they could, not that theywould?

I thought I was supposed to be sore after my first time, but being around all these attractive men just makes me want them more. I wonder what would happen if Dom and Atlas took me right here on the table in front of everyone. That thought makes my face heat with embarrassment, and I duck my head as I take another bite of the scrambled eggs that Ben made.

Dom mentions something about having to work and I glance up at him, hoping to finally get some info on what he does all day.

“You have to work today?” I ask curiously.

“Yes, but I’ll just be in my office if you need me.”

“And what exactly is it you do in there all day?” I ask fainting disinterest as I stare at my fork as I push around the eggs on my plate.

I notice the room has gone silent and nobody speaks for a moment. I’m afraid to lift my gaze until Dom finally answers. “I’m working on a few things right now.”

“Like wha?—”

“What did the cowboy say to the artist?” Tucker asks randomly, cutting me off and making me blink in confusion.