Chapter 38. On Reece's Lap

Rose

My night with Tristan was so different than anything I’ve ever experienced before. Just when I thought I was beginning to get a hang of this stuff, these men come along and do something I have never even thought of before.

As much as sex with the men makes me come undone, that vibrator felt amazing, and the next day, as I am sitting in my room, chatting with Shelby, I am trying to listen to her going on about how Beta Adam likes his eggs, but it’s hard for me to focus. The tingling sensation from the night before has my body trembling in anticipation even now.

“So… really if they’re too hard, he won’t eat the yolks, but if they’re too runny, well, he won’t eat anything on the plate.” She clears her throat, and I meet her eyes. “Are you even listening, Rose?”

“Yes,” I tell her. “Adam doesn’t like it too hard,” I say, and she starts laughing. I feel my face turning red. “I mean… he doesn’t care for white liquid.” I realize I am making it w