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“Perfect. So … that’s it, then,” Silence says, looking between us. “We win.”

“Yep.” Yale closes his laptop. “We win.”

We all fall quiet, the silence sitting heavily on what should be good news. It is good news. It means we can go home soon.

But maybe that’s the problem.

Silence plays with her necklace. “Does anybody else feel like that was a huge anticlimax? Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy we probably won’t get murdered, but also … is that it? We just find him and go home?”

I see her point. The mystery of Ryker made him seem more ominous than he actually is.

“Well, we don’t have to go home yet,” Xavier suggests. “Charlie still has to get in touch with him, arrange a meeting, find Ryker … it could be days.”

“Weeks,” Yale adds. “It wouldn’t surprise me if it was another month.”

We all nod slowly, and Silence stands, stretching. “Wow. Four weeks. That sounds exhausting. Might have to nap.”

“Napping sounds good,” I say, my gaze drifting down her body.

Silence sighs. “Yep. Or …”

“I like or,” Yale pipes up.

She shrugs. “You could all fuck me.” She darts from the room, and Yale slams his laptop shut, leaping over the couch to chase after her.

I laugh as I watch them go, and when I lock eyes with Xavier, he’s grinning.

“This actually works, doesn’t it?”

My returning smile is genuine, and for the first time in what feels like too long, my chest isn’t tight and my responsibilities don’t feel like a weight on my soul. We’ve found Ryker. We’re safe.

“It really does.”

By the time I reach the bedroom, Silence is already straddling Yale, him sitting at the edge of the bed, feet on the floor. She pulls off her T-shirt and tosses it aside, and glances over her shoulder at me. She smiles, biting her bottom lip, and gestures for me to come over.

I approach, rolling up my shirt sleeves to my elbows, and she watches the task with molten eyes. Once I’m close, she takes my hand and guides it to her pussy, sinking my fingers into the stickiness on her lips and thighs.

“That’s your brother,” she murmurs in my ear. My dick thickens, and Yale runs his hands up her front and cups her breasts. “I want you both at the same time.”

Xavier has settled into the chair on the far side of the room, and I arch a brow at him. “Not joining in?”

“I’ve had my fun for today,” he says, his smile smug. “I’m gonna take your place for this one.”

“Big shoes to fill.”

He flips me off, and I laugh, returning my attention to my wife. “We don’t have lube, baby.”

“You might not need it. My cum is still inside her,” Xavier points out, and Silence laughs.

“There’s oil in the bathroom,” she says, leaning her head back so I can kiss her. “Hurry up. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

I spank her, and she grins wickedly. I go to the en suite and grab the oil, and when I come back, Silence is grinding herself against Yale’s cock.

“After this, we need a break,” she says, leaning against me as I cup her breast. “I’m not going to be able to walk for a week.”

“Then maybe we shouldn’t,” Yale suggests.

I’m about to suggest the same, but Silence shakes her head. “I might lose my confidence if I don’t do it now.”