“Promise me you won’t let Avery cut my dick off.” I blink at him, but it’s too dark to really see if he’s being serious. “What?” “I sent her a text so she would stay back at our room with Ash and Harley, and we could have the room to ourselves all night. She’s just messaged to say she knew I’d be the one to christen her knife. Mounty, I can’t live without my dick.”
