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And secretly hopeful that I’d find my own happily ever after one day.

SEVENTEEN

ISAAC

“No mistaking their chemistry,” Ian mumbled from where he stood beside me.

“Or how much they care about one another.”

“Aye.”

Hands in my pockets, I stared out the window into the sparkling blue pool, observing the two submissives who’d embraced the scene better than I’d expected.

I should’ve known. Everly was one of the few submissives I’d ever wanted for more than a single scene. At the club, it never mattered what we asked of her—within her limits, of course—she was always willing and eager to oblige. It wasn’t an act on her part. I’d seen it with some submissives. They were more than willing to pretend they’d go as far as a Dom wanted, but when it came down to it, they balked, tried to top from the bottom.

Not my sweet fairy princess. She was the real deal, which likely helped to explain the powerful feelings I’d developed for her.

“He’s opening up to her,” I mentioned.

“Finally. I wonder just how long they’ve been playing this game.”

“Too long.”

“We haven’t been fair to him. We’ve held back.”

I could hear the disappointment in my twin’s voice, felt his regret. “Maybe. But now that we know, we can give him everything he needs.”

Ian chuckled. “Right now, I think he needs to have Everly bouncing up and down on him.”

It hadn’t surprised me that Everly and Dante had focused on one another. Even Heaven had recognized the passion they shared. I’d seen the moment she accepted it, stepped back to allow them to explore. Quite frankly, I was surprised she was participating. But not at all disappointed. In this particular scene, the more the merrier.

I grinned at Ian’s crude remark. “I’m certainly looking forward to watching.”

“Think we should go out there?”

I shook my head. “We’ll wait for them to come inside. Dante won’t take her out there.”

“No?” Ian looked over at me.

I kept my focus on the three of them. “No. He wants us with him. Needs our verbal instruction. Our permission.”

Dante understood us on some level, the same as we understood him.

“Everly told Heaven to consider this a going-away party. I’m curious to see just how far this party will go.”

By that, I knew Ian meant he was hoping to see the two women together. No doubt it would be a delicious encounter to witness. More so because I didn’t think Everly would ever consider it with anyone else.

“They’ll explore. And it won’t require our intervention.”

I’d watched them undressing one another. There was interest there. An almost innocent allure. They wanted to explore, and here, they knew they could pursue it without repercussion.

“If this … turns into something more—”

“No if. It will. It already has,” I told Ian.

“Fine. When this turns into more, how do you see that working?”

By that, I knew my brother was referring to the fact that we’d never considered taking a male submissive. Certainly not one who needed his space.

“It’ll work itself out,” I told him.

I wanted Everly with every ounce of my being. Her whole heart, not only pieces of it. However, I knew her heart was big enough for me to share with Ian and Dante. Beyond love and affection, her soul had connected with mine. It belonged to me and me alone. I would cherish that, ensure that she knew it, too.

“I do enjoy watching his hands on Everly,” Ian muttered. “The way he touches her, as though she’s a gift.”

It was the way Dante saw everything, I figured. He had all the reason in the world to have built hatred around his heart, to have used the anger at what had been done to him to do harm to others. But he hadn’t. Beneath all the wounds, there was a pure soul that needed what we could give him. And I had no doubt, it would take all three of us to keep him whole.

“Care to predict where they’ll go from here?” Ian inquired, his tone lighter.

“Living room,” I said without having to think about it. “They’re exhibitionists. They want us to watch.”

Especially my fairy princess. She wanted me with her, even if I wasn’t right there.

“Thoughts on dinner?”

“Chinese. We’ll let them eat when they come in.”

“Ah, naked dining in the living room. I like how your mind works.”

I chuckled, turned to him. “It works exactly like yours does.”

“That it does.”

Ian sauntered off to place the food order, but I remained where I was, observing. I was a voyeur by nature, and this was the playground I’d always dreamed of having, never truly believing I would find it. There’d been no coaxing on my part. Or Ian’s. This had come together on its own and I intended to do everything in my power to ensure it remained intact.

Everly turned in Dante’s arms, her back to his chest and I could feel her. She knew I was here even if she couldn’t see me. This was as much for me as it was for them. Tonight, I would have her all to myself, and even if my brother didn’t agree with it, I intended to show her exactly what she meant to me.