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I don’t know if I’ve ever been in love but the ache in my chest when they were gone makes me think I might be. This is what love must be like. Someone having the ability to cut and heal at the same time and you hoping they choose not to cut.

Figuratively, of course.

I smile at the irony of that.

When I head back upstairs, Levi is sitting in Cole’s lap, kissing him deeply, his hair a mess on his head, tattoos tracing up his body. My body is exhausted but seeing them like this, both bruised and freshly fucked, my dick is waking up again. You’d think it would be uninteresting after coming twice already. Guess we’re making up for lost time.

I stand there for a second, too mesmerised to do anything, until Cole takes a fist full of Levi’s hair and pulls him back, revealing a line of tiny bruises on his neck. I smile, knowing some of those bruises are from me.

“Are you joining, or do you want to watch?” Cole asks.

It takes a second for my mouth to catch up with my brain. I might pass out at that idea, and I sit on the bed, and a brilliant idea comes to me.

“Want you both,” I say, my voice quiet. “I mean, I want you both at the same time.”

Levi slides off Cole. He’s wearing those sweatpants now and the lines of his body have my mouth watering just a little. He kneels before me and lifts my chin with his index finger. “When did you become such a slut?”

My heart rate quickens but I stamp down shy and shrinking Kai and give him my best smile. “When we started this, didn’t you promise to turn me into your personal slut?”

Levi lifts an eyebrow and behind him, Cole laughs. "Looks like we did a little too well, Evie.”

Levi leans down and presses a small kiss on my lips. “Ever had two dicks inside you, Kai?” he asks, eyes dark under the dim lighting of the bedroom.

I shake my head, but the idea of both of them inside me has my mouth watering. Maybe I have become some sort of slut. For them, I am.

“Jesus,” Coles groans, his head falling back on the headboard.

“Hmm,” Levi hums, letting go of my chin. “That takes a lot. We’ll need to train your pretty little hole first, but don’t worry we’ll both fuck you together soon, baby.”

Sometimes I forget that out of Levi and Cole, Levi is the more experienced. Before Levi, Cole identified as straight and I’m pretty sure I’m only the second guy he’s slept with. It’s interesting, even if Cole usually controls everything, Levi doesn’t submit to him like I do for them.

For me, when it comes to both of them, it’s become terrifyingly easy to let go. I never knew how much I wanted that until I met them. All my life I’ve felt the need to be on constant guard but with them, I don’t need to be. The level of trust is unbalancing, like you can walk into traffic with your eyes closed and you’ll be totally fine as long as you’re with them.

“I’d say we can start practising now but I’m exhausted,” Cole says, running a hand through his dark hair.

“Boring,” Levi mutters but he yawns, and we all laugh.

When I fall asleep that night, nestled in Levi’s arms, I can’t help but smile. Despite the questions and boundaries we still need to set out, I feel good—safe.

My eyes crack open around seven in the morning, and silver morning light spills into the bedroom. Cole is gone, probably to work out but I’m still safely in Levi’s arms. I turn, watching him. His eyelashes are long and despite the tattoos, he’s the kind of pretty that would lead you straight to hell. I burrow myself further into him and he makes a quiet sound of protest, letting me adjust before resting his arms around me again.

When I pull out my phone to check the time, my eyes land on a message from an unknown number.

Unknown Number: Hello, Kai. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you.

Unknown Number: See you soon.

Kenny.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Levi

I try to keep my breathing controlled as I run through the park in the early evening twilight. I’m three kilometres in and my pace is steady. I feel good. A book I’ve decided to pick up says running helps to clear the mind, so I’ve been running a little more than usual to help with that even if my muscles hate me for it.

Not that I need to clear my mind much these days. Being back together with Cole and having Kai is like being thrust into some impossible fairytale, and I couldn’t be happier about it.

Doctor Sloane recommends we take things slowly to avoid any drastic mood changes for me, and even though I know she’s right, taking it slow is nearly impossible. It’s been two weeks now and he’s over all the time and we’ve pretty much spent every weekend holed up in the house in a cycle of talking, sex, food and talking again.

I don’t want to take things slow and I’m not very good at it either. Honestly, if I could convince Kai to move in with us tonight, I would.

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