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I entered the living room, a cold beer in hand. The room reeked of sex. It was pretty bad, but no one seemed to care. All eyes were on the two at the front of the living room. Poor Nina was on the receiving end of Grant’s massive cock and I don’t know if she was crying out in pleasure, or for help. Grant was showing no mercy, driving into her with all the power his muscular bulk could manage. Her hands gripped at the towel under her, face pressed against the floor as his large hands held her hips and ass up in place for his powerful thrusts.

“He’s still at it?” I whispered to Emma as I handed her the beer. “Hasn’t it been ten minutes?”

“Ten minutes is nothing for Grant,” Emma whispered back. “He has two things going for him, stamina and power.”

“Is that from first-hand experience?” I asked as I matched her volume, watching as she took a big swig of her beer. I was shocked at how many she had gone through. She was a bit tipsy by now, but not as much as I expected. Maybe because she had been pacing herself?

She stared at me, knowing where I was going with that. I could see her mind working on whether to indulge me or not.

“You know it is,” she said holding her beer close. “For the most part, Grant is stamina and power, Justin likes things rough, Cameron is subdued but easy on the eyes in that boyish way of his, Zach loves talking dirty, Ryan has more of the complete package—body, face, skills—and really knows how to light that fire in your belly, Mike has a nice mix of stamina and sweetness, and you never really know what you’ll get with Colin.”

I blinked, not expecting that level of candor from her. Was it the beer talking, or the building lust inside her that had her like this? Unlike the others, Emma had yet to get any real action tonight.

“You going to miss them?”

“Yeah.” There was a wistful sigh that followed. She blinked a few times, brain catching up with her words as she glanced nervously over at me.

“I’ll miss them too,” I said, shutting down any fears she might have had. I leaned over to lightly kiss her shoulder.

Loud grunting brought my attention back to the front. Seemed like it was finally over as Grant held himself against the gasping Nina. It was almost comical the difference between the two. Nina was a mess while Grant had an almost zen-like expression.

Pulling out, he let out a sigh as he gave her ass cheek a light slap. “Going to miss me and Junior here?”

“No,” she croaked, sagging down into a prone position.

“Admit it, I’m better than your boyfriend.”

Oh man. I completely forgot Nina was seeing someone. Noah, if I remembered correctly. I was a bit shocked they were still together since she was here. She hadn’t participated in the Prize Pool since they started dating around prom.

Pushing herself up to a sitting position, she looked guilty. “Please don’t mention him right now. It’s bad enough that I’m here doing this.”

“Sorry,” Grant said, looking genuine as he helped her up.

“I came here knowing what would happen. I love Noah, but missing out on our farewell gathering, not doing all this, would be a regret that would have haunted me for the rest of my life. After this though, Noah is likely going to be the only man I’ll ever be with.”

“That serious?” Lily asked as Nina carefully sat back in her spot.

“I think so. He’s been my friend for as long as I can remember. Now that we are dating, everything just… clicked. He knows about my past and you guys, but he wouldn't understand if I asked...” She looked down. “Can we please stop talking about this? I already feel enough like shit.”

“Right, right. Spin to see who’s next,” Ryan said with a gesture to the arrow.

Nina gave it a spin before retreating back to her spot. Staring at the arrow, I followed it as it landed on the beauty next to me.

“Finally.” Setting her beer aside, she drew a card and spun the arrow as I waited to see where it would land.