ROSALIE’s POV
The four biker men stared at me, speechless, taken aback by my sudden outburst. Honestly, I’d shock myself too. But I was far too distracted by my heat occupying every sense of my ability to think to care anymore. From the thin walls, I could hear them clearly as they argued amongst themselves about what the right thing to do was.
As I stayed perched by my bedroom door with my ears pressed against the wood, I felt my embarrassment triple when Lucian mentioned they’d heard my moans as I fingered myself last night. But hearing them debate over what was right by my brother was the last straw, and before I could even think twice, I was swinging my door open and giving them a piece of my mind.
And now, as they stared back at me with lips slightly parted, the thought of digging
