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“I figured—”
“Athelia, we never moved on from you the first time. You think we’ve been with anyone since you? You’re wrong. Since the moment we met, it’s always been you, my soul.Onlybeen you.”
Athelia blinks up at me, her lips parted in shock. “W…what?”
“I’ve never touched another woman since you,” I tell her. “Never wanted to. The thought didn’t even cross my mind. You’re it for me, Athelia Harper. Even when I hated you, I think I somehow loved you.”
“Wes,” she whispers.
“And now I promise you that I’ll always treat you the way I should’ve from the start. I wanted to ruin you, but not anymore. You’re mine—to love, to treasure, to take care of. I’m never taking you for granted again.”
Her eyes are sparkling as she pulls me down into a kiss. Just before our lips meet, she pauses and whispers, “I love you, too, Wesley Carver.”
I sigh contentedly against her mouth, grabbing onto her waist and pulling her into me even more. For months, I waited to say those words, partially because I was in denial that I could fall so fast. But… well, there was a part of me that wanted to hear her say it first.
Obviously, I don’t care anymore.
As our kiss deepens, a feeling of peace settles over me. I’m not worried that this is part two of Athelia’s revenge plan. I know her, and I know she’d never intentionally push Cal further into despair like that. She came back because she loves him, and she’s staying because she loves all of us.
Athelia gasps when I pick her up and set her on the porch’s railing. Her grip on me tightens, but she’s not at a risk of falling.
“I’ve got you, my soul.”
“Always?” she whispers.
I smile, and the remaining weight on my shoulders dissipates at the light in her eyes. “Always.”
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Athelia
One month later
Impatient hope sparks in me when I hear the front door open and slam shut. I wiggle in my restraints even though I know I can’t get free.
It’s beenhours.All three of the guys left for a job after dinner, but they couldn’t just let me have the evening to myself. No, they gagged me, secured a collar around my neck, and tied me spread eagle to Wes’s bed.
As their footsteps sound on the stairs, I do my best to look as flustered and frustrated as I actually am. The boys may be sadists, but they’ve taken pity on me before, and I’d quite like for right now to be one of those times.
But when Wes opens the door, he heads straight to the bathroom without even glancing at me. I hear him turn the shower on a couple seconds later, and then he steps back into his bedroom.
He clicks his tongue as his hungry gaze rakes over me. “You don’t look nearly as desperate as I was hoping you would.”
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
I try to say something, but the panties Kellan stuffed in my mouth before they left keep my protest from being coherent. I would’ve spit them out by now, but they tied a bandana around my head, so it’s acting like a second gag.
As Wes sheds his clothes, his smirk widens. It’s not until he’s down to just his briefs that he leans over me and licks one of my nipples. My responding whimper is pathetic, and I try to beg him with my eyes to give me more.
“Not yet, my soul. You’re being so good. I want to see just how long I can make you wait before you start crying.”
I groan into my gag. I love how cruel they can be, but goddammit, sometimes Ihateit.
Wes heads into the shower, and I’m pretty sure I can hear Cal and Kellan doing the same. Now that they’re home, the ache in between my legs has intensified by a thousand. I canfeelmyself getting wetter, and my nipples harden at the thought of them finally touching me. At this point, I don’t care how long they use me for. I just needsomething.
As I wait, I feel the tension bleeding out of my muscles. Now that they’re home, I don’t have to worry about their safety. They’re always extra careful, but it doesn’t stop my anxiety from running wild.
Cal is the first to finish his shower. His gaze is eager as he takes me in, and he’s hiding something in one of his fists. I crane my neck upward to see, but he keeps his fingers tightly closed around it.
