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“We also got you a little something,” Clay says, reaching into his pocket to pull out a small box. He sets it on the table and slides it to me.
I’m speechless as I take it and look at the three of them, nervous about what it is they got me. I unwrap the small, pink gift box to reveal a long red velvet jewelry box. When I flip the lid open, I’m stunned at the gorgeous necklace lying inside.
It’s a diamond-encrusted heart pendant with four smaller pink diamonds set in the middle.
“It’s beautiful,” I whisper, in awe of this thoughtful gift. It represents all three of my guys and my favorite little man, all wrapped inside the center of my own heart.
“Happy Valentine's Day, True,” Bellamy says, grabbing the necklace out of the box and securing it around my neck.
“I love it. Thank you all,” I tell them. “I think I’m still wrapping my head around the fact that all of this worked out the way it did. Turns out, I was looking for you as much as you were waiting for me. And I just want to say… I love you. All of you.”
“We love you too,” Milo responds, clasping my hand in his to raise it to his lips. He kisses it gently. “Now let’s celebrate.”
The rest of dinner goes by quickly, and all the while I just marvel at how lucky I’ve gotten. How three men could grow so beautifully in such a short amount of time and find what they want in me. A Cupid who had no idea if she would ever get to share in the love she spreads every day.
When we arrive back home, I’m almost disappointed when the three of them don’t jump me immediately. To say I’ve been imagining a Cupid sandwich would be an understatement. The three of them sort of stop when the front door closes and look at each other and nod before looking at me.
“What is it?” I ask, sensing something is going on.
“Well, we talked it over and think tonight should just be you and Milo,” Clay answers. “Bell and I have had our time with you, but you two deserve time of your own before we come together as a group.”
I glance at Milo, who just smiles and shrugs. “If that’s okay with you?”
I walk over and kiss his cheek. “Of course it is.”
“Then we’re going to turn in for the night. Have a good night you two,” Bellamy says, snatching me away to kiss me hard and passionately before handing me off to Clay.
“Careful not to break him,” Clay jokes, kissing me a lot more tenderly than Bellamy.
The two of them vacate the room, and I’m left standing alone with Milo, unsure of what to do.
“Come on, beautiful. How about a bath?” he says cheekily as he takes my hand and leads me to his room, clearly making a jab about the last time I was in his bath.
The minute we’re in there and the door closes, though, all uncertainty is wiped from my brain. The way he looks at me is all I need to know that I have nothing to be afraid of. Not with Milo. The look sets my soul on fire, and I’m now in no mood to take a bath. I want him right here and right now.
With no hesitation, I launch myself at him. He lets out a slight grunt from the impact, but catches me around the waist, hoisting my legs up to wrap around him.
“No bath. No more waiting. I want you, Sir.” I tell him before slamming my lips down against his.
He walks over and backs me against the wall to anchor me there, then reaches down to grab the hem of my dress. Our lips only separate long enough for him to get my dress off before his mouth is back on mine, kissing me with every bit of passion I did. While this isn’t our first kiss, it certainly feels like the most paramount of them all. There’s no holding back and no forgetting it happened. It’s the start of us letting go of all the tension that’s been building over the course of the last few months.
His hands are everywhere, and I work fast to get him out of his clothes.
“Fuck, True.” he whispers, when he pulls away from my lips.
Pulling me away from the wall, he turns me and bends me forward over the bathroom counter. The white marble is cold against my chest, and the mirror gives him the perfect view of my face as he lines himself up with my center.
“Watch me as I fuck you, gorgeous,” he leans over to growl in my ear, never taking his eyes off mine.
I smirk and nod, the thrill of everything rushing through me. With one hard thrust, he slams into me, giving me little to no time to adjust to his size. It’s rough but feels like everything I imagined it would as he pumps into me, forcing my thighs to hit the counters over and over. His hand twists into my hair, yanking my head back just the slightest.
I moan louder as he hits just the right spot, a bit deeper and harder. I knew the man had a dominant streak, but this version of Milo is so sexy that I’m disappointed I didn’t get to see it sooner.
“Come for me, True,” he grinds out, his breathing becoming more erratic as he pummels into me.
My scalp tingles from him tugging at my hair, but the pleasure is insurmountable. I feel my orgasm building and I silently beg for my release. He feels so fucking good.
Right as I reach my climax, I slam my hands down on the counter and arch my back, letting out a loud scream. I come so hard it almost hurts, and my legs shake violently beneath me.
