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    “And I believe that’ s the point,” I tease him, doing to Cortez what Dalton is doing to me. I know how jealousy can light a fire under your ass quicker than anything else.
    “Why me?” Ezra mutters under his breath.
    “Plenty of mirrors in this dusty old house of mine- pick one,” I gesture to the three in the dining room alone.
    Ezra bashfully blushes and refuses to meet my eyes.
    “I want you,” I honestly admit, my voice ringing with longing. “You were the first man I ever wanted. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted besides Dalton. I feel your pain as if it’s my own and I want to take it away. I know what this feels like , and I haven’t lived it as long as you have. I’m not looking to fall in love or some shit. I just want to be your lover.”
    “What about Dalton?”
    “What about him?” I shrug.
    “Won’t he be pissed?”
    “Not if I include him.” I huskily laugh when his eyes nearly pop from his head. “It’s only been a few weeks for us. There’s been no I love yous spoken. I’m a married man who just took over his dynasty. Right now I’m just learning to be gay after years of pretending. I want to have some fun in the way I was born to.”
    I feed him a total line of bullshit to get what I want. It’s how I’ve survived the life I was born into. It also helps to walk around in a world of our own creation; the pain is less if you don’t deal with reality.
    “It will upset him, ” Ezra says with certainty.
    “I have no doubt that it will,” I say sadly, casting my gaze to the floor.
    “Cut the shit- spill,” Ezra commands.
    “Alright,” I concede. “I’m in love with him, like the heartbreaking forever kind of love that warps your mind. But I don’t want to live my life wondering over the what-ifs .”
    “Don’t I know all about that shit,” Ezra snarls. “Wonder about what?”
    “ I want to fuck you,” huskily flows from my chest- gravelly and deep, filled with longing and desperation. Ezra’s breath hitches in his throat, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard in my entire life. “My God, I want you,” I hiss between clenched teeth, my eyelashes shuttering my need.
    When I glance up to mee t Ezra’s stormy gaze, I find it heavily lidded. His mouth is parted on a pant. It takes everything in me not to attack that supple mouth of his.
    “Get a pass,” hoarsely spills between my lips. “Fuck,” is torn from my throat, filled with ache and frustration. “Please,” I beg. My cock furiously beats- goes wild at the prospect of finally being inside Ezra- anywhere inside Ezra. 
    “What about Dalton?” He repeats from earlier.
    And I ask again, “What about him?”
    “You want me to tell my spouses that I want to take you as a lov er, but you offered Dalton’s ass up as well. What do I tell them? And what does Dalton think about this?”
    “Tell them that I’ll be your lover, but Dalton and I are a package deal. Tell them you’ve allowed them to explore their fantasies and you’re going to indulge now- no matter with whom. If you’re with me, we’ll fuck whomever I fancy.”
    “Jesus,” Ezra hisses and plunges his fists back into his pockets to hide his erection. Nothing will camouflage his need. I’m offering him everything he’s ever sexually wanted, with the promise that jealousy will get his partner to yield to him. My eyes feast on the front of his trousers. He hisses a curse again as his cock jumps in his pants, eating up my gaze’s attentions.
    “Don’t worry about my boyfriend. I’m Dalton’s master , and I can assure you that his favorite pastime is being bent over with a stiff cock sliding along his prostate.”
    My eyes catch Roman’s gaze , and I try to push out the vision of him bending my boyfriend over. I growl under my breath and bare my teeth at him.
    “Oh God,” Ezra shudders , and I know I’ve won.
    “He’ll even beg you for it,” I taunt.
    “Just take her,” Ezra abruptly says.
    “Huh?” I mutter