Chapter Thirty-Four

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Rowan: I watched them get dressed, admiring everything about all three of their bodies. Each and every dip of them is chiseled to perfection. Saint, with his dark hair and dark eyes, his tan skin is a dramatic contrast to Bain's pale skin. Bain's white hair fell over his forehead in a messy perfection, and Gatlin's with his auburn hair and golden eyes. How perfect all three of them are… and now they are all mine. The ball is in their court. If they decide to, I will gladly take their marks. "What are you thinking about, pretty girl?" Bain asked, sitting next to me. My purple mark swirled beautifully on his neck, spreading across the top of his shoulder. "It's pretty, isn't it?" Bain asked, noticing where my eyes had landed. "It's beautiful." I smiled, proud to have these three as m

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