Rowan
They were both milking it—first Alec, now Nick. Ella dabbed antiseptic over Nick’s knuckles while he pulled her in for a kiss.
I shook my head and glanced at Alec. He was watching them, smiling.
“You had it right. She clicks with all of us,” he murmured, taking a sip from his glass.
“Of course I was right,” I grunted as I sat down.
“So,” he continued, “you sliced up a testicle. How was that?”
“More enjoyable than I’d expected,” I said, remembering the feel of cutting through the wrinkled sac.
“Anything left for me?”
“We’ll pick him up in a few days if you want the rest of his balls.”
Ella didn’t play coy—we’d notice if she did. She did her job and always stayed professional. Women like Sophie had clients in Dominion, and we’d turned a blind eye to her side hustle because it kept everyone happy. We never thought it would come back to bite us.
Ella didn’t allow another man to touch her.
She punched him in the face.
“I love sharing her and testing her limits,” Alec said, settling across my desk.
I knew exactly what he meant.
Watching each other with Ella during our individual days had been… inspiring. When evening came, we reunited with Ella at our centre. It wasn’t like the past—when Nick or Alec wanted to kill whoever crossed the line.
This could really work for us long-term.
Ella was the deciding factor. She wasn’t like the women from our past—and that difference changed everything.
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She stared into the night as we drove home. Her eye was red, still slightly swollen despite the ice packs we’d rotated through. Back in the office, watching Nick and Alec with her, something had finally clicked into place.
We’d taken from Ella—no denying that.
But we’d also given something back.
Tonight proved how much we cared.
We protected what was ours. Business or personal—it didn’t matter.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, returning my focus to the road.
“It was one punch,” she said quietly. “I’ve had worse.”
My jaw tightened. My fingers curled harder around the steering wheel.
“Your dad?”
“Him,” she sighed. “Or his friends. Or people he owed money to. He got good at disappearing. Wouldn’t come home for days.”
What a piece of shit.
“I think you should work in my office from now on.”
She turned to look at me.
“It won’t happen again, will it?”
I slowed as the lights ahead turned red and glanced at her.
“We can’t protect you on the floor unless one of us is with you all the time.”
She stared ahead, her expression blank.
“Uh. Okay.”
The swelling beneath her eye caught my attention again, and the anger flared—fresh and sharp.
What could I even promise her?
We’ll protect you?
Even I could hear the hypocrisy in that.
The lights turned green.
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The door opened, and we both turned to see Nick.
“She’s asleep,” he said with a smirk. “An orgasm helped.”
“Dickhead,” I muttered, shaking my head in disgust. “And you just had to rub it in?”
“And you don’t?” Nick scoffed, handing us our beers.
“She’s used to getting punched up,” I said flatly.
“What?” they both said at the same time—but Nick understood before Alec caught up.
“James,” he said, drawing the name out before smiling.
“Whatever you do to him,” I said, picturing a bloodbath, “do it quietly.”
“Our broken little bird,” Alec hummed, already considering ways to use it against her.
“I’m pulling her from the doors. The floors aren’t any better. She can work in the office—with me.”
Alec was weighing the variables, and Nick’s eyebrow shot up.
“I might get Zak to oversee Hustle and join you then.”
“I don’t need to be in my office to get my work done,” Alec chimed in.
I raised my bottle. They joined me, the three glass necks clinking together. It was decided—whether we consciously acknowledged the reasoning behind it or not.
I didn’t give a damn if it meant more time being inside Ella.
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The following morning, I woke to find Ella’s bruise had darkened.
We all noticed it.
Alec nuzzled her neck, whispering filth into her ear, while Nick tugged the covers down to bare her breasts. I settled between her legs and tasted her.
Nick held her thighs apart, watching as Alec toyed with her breasts.
This was only the beginning of our day, and I looked forward to having all of us together at Dominion.
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“Open up, sweetheart,” Alec crooned as he placed the small sugar pill on Ella’s tongue.
I abandoned any pretence of reading my paper when he guided her hand to his cock.
“Don’t you need to get to your office this morning?” I reminded him.
If he wanted to work away from his firm, he’d need to clear his schedule properly.
“It won’t take me long,” he replied, lifting a strawberry to Ella’s mouth.
I sipped my coffee, watching her fingers move over the fabric of his navy trousers.
Nick shifted in his seat, visibly uncomfortable as he watched them.
My mind drifted back to Ella kneeling in the centre of my office—
so obedient as she took turns swallowing us down, those pretty lips working until we came.
Nick’s harshness.
Alec’s cruelty.
And me?
I relished her humiliation.
Today would be no different.
I’d made sure she wore no underwear beneath her business-like grey dress.