Page 54 of When Kings Fall

It kept going and going, her cries of ecstasy tearing out into the night.

When she collapsed, she looked out at us with a sly smile on her face.

“Holy crap, we’re doing that again.”

We all chuckled.

And then we gathered her to us, warming her and comforting her after all the intensity.

Ours.

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~Brianna~

I woke slowly to warmth.

An arm was draped over me.

Just one?

I remembered Mason carrying me in here last night to the master bedroom they’d sweetly assigned to me.

I’d been utterly boneless after our intense fuck session out in the snowy woods.

They’d stripped me of my wet clothes and then settled me under the covers wherein they’d all climbed in and surrounded me with their warmth.

The soft clacking of keys caught my attention and I turned toward the source to see it was coming from Levi and his laptop.

He was sitting up in the bed with his arm draped over me.

“Morning,” I spoke.

He dragged his gaze away from the screen and his whole face lit up. “Hey, Wildflower. There’s those beautiful eyes gazing back at me.”

He was sitting on top of the covers in a maroon tank and his go-to black cargo pants, typing one-handed again while his other was on me. He couldn’t be within reach of me and not be touching me in some way.

“I’m real, lovely,” I assured him, getting that it was partly what it was about. “Right here.”

He moved his hand and slid it to my cheek. “I know you are. In every way.”

I grasped his hand on me, telling him earnestly, “And I’m not going anywhere.”

He put his laptop down on the nightstand next to him. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Even when it’s time to leave this safehouse?”

“I’ll still be with you guys.”

“Even if I fuck up again?”

“Still with you.”

“Even if—”

I pressed my hand to his mouth. “No. Matter. What.”

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