Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
And then I move. I slowly ride Kai’s cock while Valen and Judah’s hands move faster as they look down at me.
“Ours.” Judah’s voice is tinged with the darkness I’ve come to know from him. “No going back now, little spy.” He doesn’t take long before he shoots his release all over my tits. The same way Kai did moments earlier. A groan of pure pleasure rumbles in his chest, like a lion roaring and marking his territory.
When I look at Valen, he grins at me. The playful joker I’ve come to know is back. He follows Judah’s lead, and marks me with his seed.
“Do you like that, princess?” Kai questions as his lips tease a trail down my neck. He reaches for my breasts, and he massages them, the cum making a mess of me, but I don’t care. I’m so lost in the pleasure that’s burning in my veins, the electricity that’s coursing through my nervous system, I’m close to my own orgasm.
“Yes,” I hiss as my head drops back onto Kai’s shoulder, and he brings his cum-stained fingers to my lips, and I suck them clean. Licking and lapping at each digit like a starving kitten. The salty flavour bursts on my tongue. And when he pulls his fingers from my mouth, he uses both hands to grip my hips and slam into me.
His cock hard and thick, throbs inside me as I feel him groan. The vibration in his chest is right against my back, and I know he’s about to fill me up as well.
It doesn’t take long for another orgasm to hit me and I’m shaking as I moan out the words that I held back earlier.
“I love you.” I open my eyes, and smile. “All of you. I love you, Judah, I love you, Valen, and I love you, Kai.”
And I know there’s never going back.
Not because I’m forced to stay, but because I want to.
DEEPEST CONFESSION
VALEN
My chest tightens at her words. The three of us are silent for a moment, and I’m pretty sure Judah and Kai are in shock, just as I am.
I drop to my knees in front of her, and I cup her face in my hands. Even though the water is still spraying us with warm prickles, I realise I’m about to say something I haven’t said to a woman before.
“I love you too.”
Judah joins me in front of our girl and he takes her hand. Bringing it up to his mouth, he presses a kiss to her knuckles before he says, “I love you, even though I want to fight it.”
And Kai’s arms wrap around her, holding her close to him as he whispers in her ear, “As much as I didn’t want to”—he pauses for a moment—“I love you too, princess.”
I’m not sure what’s going to happen once Judah and Brielle get married, but I know one thing for sure, she’s ours.
When I think back to my own parents, I know I never told them I loved them. Not even my mother when she would look after me when I was sick. But then, I grew up and was thrown into this life. I didn’t have the heartache Kai had been through, and I wasn’t drilled into like Judah was, but my own past is still there, haunting me to this day.
And I know I’m going to have to tell Brielle at some point. I’d much rather not tell her anything. She doesn’t need to know the shit I was put through. But if Kai can confess his past to her, I know I can.
When we finally get to bed, I’m exhausted. Cocooned between Brielle and Kai, with Judah on her other side. My eyes close, and I can’t help but smile at the closeness of all of us. There were moments over the past few months that I was convinced this wouldn’t work.
But now, I know it will.
I just need to sit Brielle down and tell her about my past.
When I wake up the next morning, I open my eyes to see Brielle still asleep. Judah and Kai are gone. They must be in the office, which gives me the privacy to talk to our girl.
I scoot up and sit with my back against the headboard. Knowing what I have to tell her makes me anxious, and my stomach somersaults when she finally opens her eyes and looks up at me. A small smile dances on her lips, and I’m tempted to kiss her. I don’t though. I wait for her to fully wake up, her eyes staring at me as if she’s just woken from a wonderful dream.
“Good morning,” Brielle whispers as she leans in to kiss me on the cheek.
“Did you sleep well?” I run my thumb over her plump lower lip, and I steal a quick kiss before she can respond. For a moment, I linger there, wanting to taste her. How I’d love to spend the morning in bed, making love to her. But we have work to do, and before that, I have to confess. It’s been hanging over me like a heavy weight for weeks now.