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What is going on right now? These men are so unpredictable that sometimes it gives me whiplash.

“You really just risked your life for my brother, didn’t you?” Saint asks, the blade still under my jaw. If I were to lower my chin, the tip would prick my skin.

“Not really,” I rasp. “Because you’d never actually hurt me... right?”

“I’d rather fucking die.” The conviction in his tone has me whimpering.

“But what if it wasn’t Saint who was coming at Shepherd with that blade?” Maverick asks. “Would you still have done it?”

My eyes flick from Maverick to Saint, feeling Shepherd against my back, his hard cock pressing against my ass and sending a spark of heat through me.

I think about it for a moment. Would I?

I know Shepherd is more than capable of taking care of himself, but I just acted. The idea of sitting by and watching wasn’t even an option for me.

The answer feels right; there’s no doubt in my mind, and honestly, it kind of scares me. Licking my lips, I breathe out, “Yes.”

I can feel it, the second the whole atmosphere changes.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Cove

The air is thick, charged with animalistic, sexual energy.

Each breath I take is quick and harsh. My pulse races, blood pumping as a wave of arousal so electric it consumes me, crashes into me and leaves me lightheaded.

“Why’s that?” Saint asks, his striking blue eyes boring into my soul. “Why would you protect him like that?”

“I’d do the same for each of you.” The words almost come out as a whimper, but I force them out evenly so they won’t know how affected I am by this situation. My thighs shake and my core heats, but even as the heaviness of sexual desire settles over me, I also feel this wave of emotions flood me. The reality of what I feel for these men smacks me upside the head in this moment, and I know I won’t be fighting it anymore.

How could I? They’re mine. My Midnight, Sunshine, and Sky.

All three of them let out pussy melting growls from deep within their chests that has me letting out a little whine.

I’m so gone for these three, my need for them is soul consuming.

“Why?” Maverick growls.

“Because,” I whisper, my lower lip quivering as my gaze flicks to his.

“Why?” Shepherd repeats, tone so low and dangerous it makes me shiver.

My gaze darts back over to Saint, his blade still pressed to my chin. Without hesitation I stare him dead in the eyes and I say, “Because... you’re mine.”

Saint’s nostrils flare, and in a flash, the blade is gone, tossed to the side and his hands are wrapped around my neck.

My eyes widen, a surprised gasp leaving my lips, but Saint quickly swallows it as he crashes his mouth to mine.

I let out a deep moan as he snarls against my mouth, kissing me like I’m his reason for living.

I open for him, and he thrusts his tongue in and over mine. They tangle together, teeth clashing.

“Say it again,” Saint rasps, eyes feral as he rips his mouth from mine.

My lids feel heavy and my mind is hazy. I feel like I’m floating on cloud nine. “You are mine,” I gasp out.

Maverick is the next one to kiss me. He grips my chin, smashing his lips against mine. I whimper, melting back into Shepherd’s hold.