“She almost got you,” Asher murmurs, and when I look over, he’s grinning. “No, she didn’t,” Cyrus snaps, turning to glare at us. “Oh, but she did, brother,” I taunt just as two brunettes converge on me. Wrapping my arms around them, I spank their asses and wink at Cyrus. “And it was fucking beautiful. I’m going to fuck out my desire for our new sister.” “You’re sick,” Cyrus growls.
