Page 45 of Lucy

“I see, love,” his gruff reply was like salve to a wound. I needed both Marcus and Henry. I had felt off kilter with one or the other, but when we were all together things really did fall into place. I looked up to see that the room had been cleared.

“Where did everyone go?” I asked.

Marcus placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “They wanted to give us some privacy.”

“Oh.” As far as responses go, it wasn’t my grandest.

Henry laughed and wrapped me in his arms. “Come on, Little One.”

He carried me into our room and plopped me onto the bed. I watched as Marcus locked the door and came toward me. Both of my men reached up to remove their shirts at the same time. I stared as I watched the muscles on their toned bodies contract as they peeled off their shirts and then their pants. Two thick erections were barely concealed by their underwear. I swallowed hard.

“Do you accept me as your mate?” Marcus asked in a deeper tone than I was used to hearing from him.

I nodded.

“I need to words, love.”

“Yes,” I blurted out. “I accept both of you, Marcus and Henry as my mates.”

Henry growled, his extended canines flashing quickly as he faintly smiled. I could smell their arousal in the air around me, and it escalated the sense of need that was already threatening to boil over. I needed to tell them everything.

“I have fallen in love with you, with both of you. I don’t know when or how it happened. But I love you both. I want you to take me, to love me, to claim me, and to promise to never let me go.”

“You are ours,” Henry said in a low growl that sounded almost like an animal. “Nothing will ever keep us apart again.”

Marcus nodded and said, “We were destined to be together, Lucy. Henry and I were nothing until you. We love you.”

Henry moved to the bed, stalking me like I was prey. I felt my stomach tighten as he made short work of my clothing, nearly ripping it off. Then he leaned over me, his massive body pushing me back against the soft bedding and claimed my lips.

I kissed him back with all of the love that I had in my heart. It was raw and dominant and everything that I wanted from a kiss.

I felt my legs being parted, and then I felt Marcus’ mouth claiming my pussy in a kiss that was every bit as incredible was the one Henry was giving to me. This was how it was meant to be.

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