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Loki swiveled on his stool and followed Sage with his eyes as she moved past him to the end of the bar. Kingdom raised his glass to his lips as he clocked Loki’s move, placing the drink on the bar top just as Sage launched herself into his arms. He caught her and held her close, whispering words of desire against her ear as his eyes bared down on Loki.
“There goes one fine piece of a*s,” Loki commented to Cutter, who sat beside him, a few stools down from Kingdom. Cutter threw Kingdom a look of alarm.
Kingdom held Sage close to him. Although she squirmed against him, rubbing against his crotch and making him hard, Kingdom whispered low, “Hush, I gotta listen to Loki’s bullshit.”
She stilled at the seriousness of his tone of voice. Tightening his grasp, he ordered, “Don’t look at him
