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He lets out a dry laugh and arches his back to fuck his fist. “Then watch me come for you, naughty girl.”

His fist pumps faster, and he raises his shirt to bite into right as cum jets from the tip. His groan of pleasure goes straight to my clit. Another load of cum spills from him, and his eyes roll back as he rides the high of his orgasm.

I rub my thighs together and bite my bottom lip. Heat flares through my body, and I have to sit on my hands to keep from ripping my clothes off to cool down.

A final spurt of cum lands on his stomach, and he releases his cock, panting heavily.

We sit in silence.

I don’t know what to say or do, and it seems like Asher is in the same boat because he opens his eyes and turns them to me.

“Leave,” he murmurs.

I shoot to my feet and rush out of the bathroom. The whole time, Asher’s gaze tracks my movements, and the feeling of being watched disappears as soon as the door shuts behind me.

What the hell was I thinking by watching him?

Should have joined him, a small voice whispers in the back of my head.

I shake my head and rush back to my bedroom to toss my clothes on my bed.

Fuck the shower. I need to go outside, far away from Asher. Otherwise, I’m about to say fuck it and join him again.

CHAPTER 26

EDEN

DAY 4 OF THE BET

My face is still burning when I get outside. I make a beeline toward the stables so I can hang out with my favorite horse, Bane. It’ll be safer to stay far, far away from Elijah and Asher, who are not only tempting me, but also making me question my sanity.

What the hell are they doing to me?

I break through the gardens and into the open backyard.

Speaking of temptation . . .

My steps slow when Elijah comes into view. He’s shirtless, with a soccer ball hooked beneath his arm as he chats with a few of his friends.

Daniel Spencer.

Gabe Spencer.

Parker Spencer.

Sebastian Morgan.

All equally dangerous, with the same build as a Greek statue. I only remember their names because they took part in bullying me while Elijah stood aside and allowed it to happen. I don’t believe for a moment that my stepbrother did anything to help me, even behind closed doors.

The three Spencer brothers were ruthless. They’d embarrass me in front of the whole school when I was a freshman and they were seniors. I called them the Terrible Triplets.

Sebastian turns his stare to me, and his frown deepens. Elijah follows his gaze and raises an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smirk. I can’t breathe when he looks at me like that. It reminds me so much of when we were in the shower together.

I duck my head and keep walking.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve always been attracted to my brothers, but aside from that one time when I woke up with Elijah between my legs, they’ve shown no interest until recently.

He may have admitted he’s attracted to me, but I think he’s lying.