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Relinquishing my grip on Aurora’s hair, I started stroking it instead.

I raised her up a little so I could hold her back to my front. “I’m sorry,” I uttered in a broken whisper. “I can’t… I can’t do this… this pain and torment… I’ll take it. For you. For all of you.”

I felt all eyes on me, the incredulity from them rolling over me.

“I love you. I love you.”

“Mmm… fuck, Asher,” Jonah grunted as he came. He suctioned Killian’s cock in the process and it had him grunting and spraying his cum into Jonah’s mouth, on his chin, then a little on Aurora’s cheek. It all set Aurora off and she shuddered around us and shrieked as her orgasm took her. I ground into her, drawing it out, taking her higher and higher, before the pressure around my dick as she clamped down so tightly finally took me too, and I came deep in her sweet little ass.

I pulled out and sank back, trying to catch my breath.

It had been a long time since I’d done anything sexual and with all three of them being here, it had enabled me to go there without… repercussions. They made me feel safe.

As much as it bothered me that I needed that, it was what it was.

The main thing was that I had that.

That we had that together.

Aurora was lunging at me in the next moment, pulling me to her. “We love you too,” she said, so happy that I’d actually made that confession, actually said the words. I wasn’t supposed to be able to, especially not in my beast state.

But with her here… and maybe also because it was the raw version of me… I’d been able to shock them and even myself with it.

Jonah was there then, folding himself over me.

Even Killian was smiling with glee and wrapping himself over all of us.

Together.

That was how we always needed to stay from here on out.

And that was what was going to defeat our enemies.

20

~Revenant~

They worshipped her.

They fucking well worshipped my daughter.

I watched them from the shadows as the four of them stood out on the patio.

Jonah had brought her a breakfast sandwich out there that he’d made earlier.

When she’d shivered briefly, Killian had taken off his hoodie and wrapped her up in it.

And Asher was stroking her hair and sharing his cigarette and coffee with her, the two of them switching between the two like some well-choreographed sequence that only served to highlight how intimately familiar they were with one another. How oddly domesticated.

Cigarette. That was a bad habit she’d picked up from me.

The other being her predilection for this life. This thrilling, yet dangerous and high-stakes existence. For gravitating toward people like Asher, Killian, and Jonah who basically embodied it.

But I’d seen her excel in it. I’d witnessed her skills. I’d felt her strength, conviction, and power. She’d even held her own against me. She hadn’t been afraid of any of this, no matter how dangerous it was. She’d risen above it. Hell, she’d been thriving in this life, in this dark world.

She just… fit.

And she fit with them.

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