When Levi is buried fully inside of me, we all still for a moment.

“I need to move. Are you okay, baby?” Levi whispers against my ear.

I nod my head. “Please, move.”

I feel completely full, and I grab Asher’s hand with mine. Grayson’s hand covers ours as we all get lost in each other.

Ethan moves his thumb over my clit, and I feel myself clench around him.

“Fuck, Fuck!” Ethan shouts before I feel him release inside of me.

That seems to set off a chain reaction and I feel myself coming with a shout.

Asher, Grayson, and Levi’s shouts are following mine.

We are all breathing hard, and no one seems to want to move.

“I’m going to need a minute, and then we can start round two,” I rasp out causing my men to chuckle.

“Don’t plan on sleeping tonight,” Grayson says smiling at me.

“I’m looking forward to it,” I whisper, and lean over to kiss him softly.

I feel like things will be different from here on out.

This feels like a turning point for our relationship.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Kyla

The next day we had invited my parents over for supper. I wanted to talk to them about everything that had happened.

My men were waiting nervously in the living room as I hear a vehicle pull up. When I open the door, I see that my parents have brought Holly with them.

I give each of them extra long hugs and, when I eye Holly, she looks exhausted and pale. I wonder what has been going on with her. I feel like a terrible friend for not being more active in her life, but I will change that from now on. My best friend is clearly going through something.

When I eye my father, he is glaring at my men who got up to stand behind me in the doorway.

My mom raises an eyebrow at them, looking stern.

“I guess you are telling us that you took them back after the way they treated you,” my mom says as I usher everyone to the living room.

“Mom,” I start, but Holly cuts me off.

“Well, she’s right. They treated you like shit and said some terrible things. Please tell me that they more than made up for it,” Holly pleads.

“They have. I love them and they love me. We have been working through everything, which is why I didn’t call until now. I think this was good for us because we learned from it and have become stronger as a couple,” I say in a don’t-mess-with-me tone.

“How do you know they won’t do it again?” my mom asks.

I raise an eyebrow at my mom. “Relationships aren’t all hearts and flowers. There are going to be arguments and miscommunication along the way. It’s even more complicated when you add in the fact that there are five people in this relationship. It will take work, but I think that all of us are dedicated to putting the work in.”

“If you want to be with them, then I will not stand in your way. If they hurt you like this again though, I won’t tolerate it,” my dad says not breaking eye contact with me.

“Thanks dad. I’m sure that I want to give this a shot. If there is one thing that I have learned throughout my life, it’s that life is short and I won’t spend the rest of my life wondering ‘what if?’”

They all seem to get that I’m serious about this, and the air seems less tense than it was before.