Page 69 of Charged By the Razorbacks

He followed her, his body tightening as he came with her, holding her there, anchoring her through it as everything crashed down around them.

Aleksy followed seconds later, his breath breaking as he came apart beneath her, his hands still holding her steady as the intensity peaked and finally faded.

For a long moment—nothing moved.

Her body trembled between them, her breath uneven, her pulse racing as the aftermath settled into something quieter. Something deeper.

Jarek eased back slightly as Aleksy shifted beneath her, guiding her down into the bed between them, both of them pulling her in without needing to think about it.

Without needing to ask.

She didn’t pull away. Didn’t even try.

Aleksy’s hand came to her hair, brushing it back from her face, his touch softer now, grounding.

“You know we love you, right?” he said quietly.

Jarek felt that land. Felt it settle.

Tamsin’s smile came slow and certain.

“Yeah,” she said softly. “I kinda figured that out already.”

Jarek huffed a quiet breath, his hand sliding over her side, pulling her closer against him.

“About time,” he muttered.

She laughed softly, the sound warm, unguarded—and then something shifted.

Jarek felt it. It wasn’t physical or visible in any way, but it was real. The bond—what had been there before, quiet, restrained, held at a distance—locked inside them. Connected.

Tamsin stilled for a second, her breath catching as her hand came to Aleksy’s chest, then to Jarek’s, her gaze moving between them.

“Okay,” she said softly, something like wonder threading through her voice. “Yeah ... that’s new.”

Jarek smiled, slower this time, something deeper behind it. “You finally stopped fighting it.”

“I didn’t stop fighting,” she said, her lips curving. “I chose.”

That—that mattered more than anything.

Aleksy’s forehead rested briefly against hers. “That’s all we needed.”

Tamsin looked between them, something softer settling into her expression now, something steady.

“My Razorbacks,” she said, her voice quieter, but sure. “You charged into my life and somehow made it better.”

Jarek let out a low laugh, pulling her closer. “We tend to do that.”

Aleksy’s hand slid over her hair again, his voice quieter, grounded. “And we’re not going anywhere.”

“Good,” she said.

Jarek pressed a kiss to her shoulder, his arm tightening around her as he settled back with her between them. “Because neither are you.”

She didn’t argue. She just shifted closer, fitting into them like she’d always belonged there.

And for the first time, there was no unanswered question between them.