As I open my eyes, she turns to the rest of the group. As she moves, her hair shifts, revealing her breasts in a way that’s so tantalizing, someone groans. “There’s enough of me to go around,” she says, running her hands over her waist, hips, and then thighs. Turning, she gazes over her shoulder so she can watch us all salivating at the sight of her ass in high-cut lacy panties. I want to growl at the tingle in my palm to slap that flesh until Luna’s whimpering. She thinks that she can tempt us this way and suffer none of the consequences. Well, she’s got another thing coming.

“Am I going to have to make myself come, or will you help me?” she asks.

My gaze flicks to Asher’s, then Ben’s, Hudson’s, Mo’s, Elijah’s, and lastly to Jax. They all have the same desperate plea in their eyes for permission to do what they’re craving. They’re looking to me to decide something that could bring all of us to our knees.

I know what I need to say.

No.

In no uncertain terms, we cannot do this. It would be better to contact Blueday and tell them to hire different bodyguards. At least then, Luna won’t be compromised. We can move on and work for a rich asshole CEO type who won’t ever pose any kind of temptation or risk.

But I can’t do it.

I don’t want to walk away and spend every moment of every day wondering who’s taking care of this beautiful, frustrating, brilliant girl. I don’t want to lie awake at night wondering if another bodyguard is keeping her warm.

If not us, then who?

Isn’t it better the devils I know?

My mind is so jumbled with urges and rationalizations that nothing makes sense except for the gorgeous, crazy woman standing in front of us, beckoning seven men into her bed.

Seven.

I know her brother shares a woman with his five friends. I’ve seen them together and imagined what it must be like to stand on the outside looking in as your buddy, or your brother fucks your girl. I thought it was crazy, but now I find myself being drawn into a similar situation there’s no madness. Only perfect and unadulterated lust.

I’m a strong man. I can bench two hundred and seventy pounds, and destroy a man with a single punch, but this tiny woman is bringing me to my knees.

“Decide,” Luna whispers, and then she tosses her long hair over her shoulder, walking back to her room with a switch of her hips.

Decide.

This rests on my shoulders. I’m the boss, even though it’s a position I didn’t really want. Now the pressure to lead in the right direction weighs like the world on my shoulders.

No one else says a thing. Seconds tick past, and I close my eyes, drawing in a deep, deep breath and holding it.

I know what’s right. I know that walking away is the only way to stop this madness. My team will follow me because that’s how things are. But I’m tired of always doing what’s right. I’m tired of being responsible and putting my own feelings and desires to the side.

When I open my eyes, I take a deep breath and follow Luna into the darkness of her room, and behind me, the six men I love most in the world, trail me into what might be the best and worst decision of our lives.

15

JAX

When Connor follows Luna, I almost drop to my knees in shock and relief. One minute he’s telling us all that we have to be strong and stick to the rules. The next, he’s trailing our half-naked client like a puppy on a leash.

And what do the rest of us do?

We follow, of course. We go where Connor goes. He’s in charge, and he’s just made an executive decision that will earn him the Best Boss in the World certificate for the next decade at least.

Oh my God. Luna looks so hot. My cock is harder than granite, and my balls are drawn so tight it’s uncomfortable to walk.

But I do it anyway because there’s no way I’m getting into Luna’s bedroom last. I’m the one who’s been imagining what it would be like to date her when this job is done. Asher managed to get between her legs first, but I’ll forgive him for that. His so-called mistake is what’s gotten us to this amazing place where one of the most adored pop stars in the world is climbing onto the center of her bed in panties so small that they don’t count as clothing. I’ve seen spiders’ webs thicker. It’s Asher’s weakness that has convinced Luna that this is a good idea. It’s his failure to keep to our code that’s driven Connor so deep into his arousal that he’s ignoring his own advice.

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