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Connor moved closer again, sending a shiver through her body. His presence was terrifying. Thrilling. She wanted to kiss him. So badly she could practically taste him on her lips.



“You know exactly why I brought you here.”



Arousal tightened her throat. “To… have sex with me?”



He smiled, and she knew in that moment she was wrong. He hadn’t brought her here for sex. He’d wanted her to watch. To witness. So she could… could what? What was his endgame? What the hell did he want from her?



“Look at Rylan’s face,” he coaxed. “See the way his brow tightens when she sucks him deep? He looks like he’s in pain, but he’s not, is he, Hudson?”



“No,” she mumbled. “He loves it.”



“Oh yeah, he does. He’ll start fucking her mouth soon. Fast and hard, until she’s choking on his dick. Rylan likes it rough.”



His silky voice slid into her ear, and she was suddenly reminded of the stories her father used to tell her about God and the devil. Worshipping a higher power was banned in the Colonies, but Hudson’s father had thought it was important to educate her about the religions of the past. They’d all sounded frightening to her, though. Judgmental and shameful, rooted in pain and penance.



But right now, with Connor whispering filth in her ear, it was easy to believe in the existence of the devil. A seductive creature that lured you into the flames of sin, drew you closer and closer until he burned you alive.



“Watch,” he repeated, low and commanding. His hand curled around her neck to direct her gaze where he wanted it to go.



Hudson bit her lip to stifle a moan as she watched the blonde – Jamie – work Rylan’s hard shaft. Connor was right. Rylan’s features were stretched tight as if in agony, but the naked pleasure glittering in his eyes belied the pained expression. His lips parted slightly as Jamie swallowed him up again, so deep her nose bumped his tight abs, and then he threw his head back and released a husky growl that Hudson could hear even from where she sat.



“He’s not coming.” Connor’s remark broke through her spellbound haze.



“How do you know?” she found herself asking.



“Because I know what he looks like when he does.”



Oh hell. Why did he have to plant that image in her head? How many times had these men fucked together? Or one another? A hot streak of lust roared through her blood, burning hotter when Connor’s fingers lightly threaded through her hair.



“I also know that if he has the choice, he’d choose to come inside a tight pussy over a wet mouth any day.” Those long fingers fisted her hair, giving a playful tug. “And look at that – I guess she agrees with him.”



Hudson held her breath as Jamie rose to her feet and wiggled out of her jeans. Rylan wasted no time yanking her back into his lap, his large hands splaying on her waist as she lowered herself onto his dick. Twin groans rumbled in Hudson’s direction, making her thighs tremble.



It was too much. Too… intimate. She wrestled her gaze away, only to gasp when it landed on Kade’s hand gripping the base of Xander’s shaft, holding it steady as the dark-haired girl’s head bobbed over Xander’s erection, her hand absently stroking his thigh as she pleasured him.



Breathing hard, Hudson abruptly shifted her gaze. This time it landed on Pike, who stood in the doorway holding a bottle of amber liquid, taking in the same salacious scene she’d just stumbled upon.



“Why doesn’t Pike join them?”



Connor propped his elbows on the bar counter and leaned back. “It’s not his kink.”



“What’s his kink, then?”



“He likes to watch.” Connor shrugged. “Some people get off on being watched. Others get off on watching. Some get off on both.”



Her thighs clenched. “Which one are you?”



He didn’t answer.



Frustration jammed in her chest. “Fine, don’t tell me.” She paused. “You’re not going to ask what my kink is?”



He offered an infuriating smirk. “No need. I already know the answer.”



He did? Because she’d sure as hell like to know. She’d never thought about any of this stuff before. What got her off, what got other people off. Nobody talked about sex in the city; it was done behind closed doors. And even at the compound, where it was out in the open, it wasn’t something she’d witnessed often. Dominik had made sure to keep her far away from the raunchy activities his men were involved in.



“Why don’t they care that everyone is watching?” she asked in dismay.