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“For us.”

Two words. It’s as simple as that.

“For our forever,” Talon adds, his eyes shimmering with unspoken emotions that I feel deep inside my soul as my heart soars with joy.

“This is a forever I’m totally down for.” My response gets a laugh from each of them as they hover closer, circling around me instinctively as they each touch me in some way.

Alexi’s hand is at my waist, Talon’s fingers are laced with mine, and Malik’s fingers are sweeping over my neck and down my spine. They’re making me breathless without even trying, but I’m pretty sure the fact that the bed is painfully obvious is the bigger problem.

Lifting up onto my tiptoes, my mouth goes in search of whoever is closest, desperate for a connection even deeper than this. Alexi inches closer, happily the first to taste my lips, at the same time an alarm sounds.

Fuck.

Another new addition since everything happened. An alarm system that sounds every time there’s a new profile sent through. Malik insisted it was essential after Greta worked for them and still found her way onto the bad side of Keres.

“Of course there’s a new mark just when I’m about to get fucked into oblivion,” I grumble, feeling Alexi’s fingers flex at my waist as he places a kiss to my forehead.

“They’re into delaying our gratification, Harm. It’ll be worth it,” Talon murmurs with a grin as he presses his lips to my temple.

I want to glare at him but I don’t. He would only smirk at me anyway. The motherfucker likes delayed gratification and I’m not a fan.

The four of us separate, knowing how important it is to check the profile first, and I use the moment to gather my thoughts and focus on the task at hand. But I can’t help but sass them as I head for the door.

My fingers wrap around the handle as I turn to look at them over my shoulder. “I’m just saying, there’s not going to be any extension of the delayed gratification when we get home, I’ll just take care of myself in the bathroom.” I can’t keep the smirk off my face as the three of them freeze, gaping at me in surprise before lust fills their eyes.

“I fucking love you.”

“I fucking love you.”

“I fucking love you.”

They each speak in sync, uttering the same four words and fueling my soul with so much love and happiness that I can’t even be mad that we’re being interrupted, because that’s all it is; an interruption.

We’ve got this forever, together, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

“I fucking love you all too.”

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