And instead of fighting over me, the four of them will share me.
“Thank fuck.” Zaid grins, making a smile tug at my lips. Then he drops his head a little, his expression turning serious. “Make deals, kitten. Keep secrets. Play the fucking game. But do it with us by your side. Always.”
I nod, too overwhelmed by the rush of emotions to speak.
And then it doesn’t matter anyway, because the world tilts in my vision as I’m suddenly lifted and thrown over a broad shoulder. I yelp in surprise as Hale grips my thighs, pinning them to his chest as my upper body dangles over his back.
“What are you doing?”
“Are you fucking kidding me, Grace?” he growls, turning and striding toward the stairs. “You almost died tonight, you told us you love us, and you agreed to make this thing fucking official. If you think you could say all of that and not get thoroughly fucked afterward, you don’t know any of us as well as I thought.”
24
Grace
Hale’s words crash through my mind, making me flush with heat and anticipation. A noise that’s half laugh and half gasp falls from my lips, and I let him carry me up the stairs toward my bedroom. I’m not sure I could walk anyway, after everything the men just told me.
I’m sure Hale is still angry, and Ciro and the twins too—but their anger is born of fear for me, and I know they’ll get over it in time.
Because they know I did what I did for them.
And they love me.
Just like I love them.
Zaid opens the door to my bedroom, and Hale strides inside. I expect him to toss me down on the bed, but he surprises me by setting me down gently. He perches me on the end of the mattress and takes my face in his hands, kissing me deeply. Then he steps back.
My eyes widen, a new shock of surprise moving through me when I realize what he’s doing. He’s solidifying this thing between all of us.
He’s sharing me.
Zaid and Lucas both glance at him, and I know they see the same thing I do. Lucas doesn’t hesitate for a second, making a hungry noise as he crawls onto the bed beside me, kissing me as he lays me back on the mattress. We scoot up toward the center of the bed, making room as Zaid joins us.
Being passed back and forth between these two men is familiar, something I’m already pleasantly accustomed to, and I allow myself to get lost in it for a while, moving my body against theirs for friction as I kiss one, then the other, then switch again.
My panties are already slick with arousal, the high of adrenaline from earlier tonight making everything that’s happening now feel heightened somehow. The reminder of our mortality, of the fragility of life, makes me want to hold the men I love as close as possible and never let them go.
A low groan draws my attention, and I pull my lips away from Zaid’s ravenous kiss to see Ciro and Hale watching us. They’re still standing by the foot of the bed, and when Hale sees me looking over at him, he smirks slightly, unzipping his pants with slow deliberation and stroking his cock with leisurely movements.
I have a sudden vivid memory of the first time he made me come, the way he forced Zaid to watch. I could never have guessed then that the five of us would end up here, but looking back on it now, everything that led us from that point to this one feels inevitable.
As if this is how we were always meant to be.
Lucas tugs my shirt over my head from behind me, and Zaid drops his lips to the swell of my breast, tugging my bra off when Lucas unclasps it. He draws one of my nipples into his mouth, and this time, I hear Ciro groan. It’s hot as fuck to know that they’re watching this, getting off on what their friends are doing to me.
But I want more than that tonight. I want all of them, with no boundaries or walls up between any of us.
Lucas wraps an arm around me and slides his hand down my stomach. He undoes my pants and delves his hand inside, slipping a finger into my pussy as I undulate against him, glancing back over at the two men by the foot of the bed.
I don’t even have to crook a finger. I don’t even have to ask. Something about the look on my face must tell them what I need, because they both move at the same time, crawling up onto the bed to join us.
Hale tugs his shirt off before finishing what Lucas started with my pants, pulling them over my hips and tossing them on the floor. More clothes quickly join my discarded ones, and when I glance around at the four very naked men around me, heat surges through me.
Holy fuck.
I don’t know who to reach for first. Who to touch or kiss or grind against first.
But luckily, I don’t have to decide.