“Then I guess we’ll see.”
The banter is familiar. Comfortable. This is us—the four of us together, trading jokes and insults and casual touches like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
And maybe it is. Maybe this is what we were always meant to be.
Ghost’s hand slides over my stomach. The baby kicks against his palm, and he goes still.
“Did you feel that?” I ask.
“Yeah.” His voice is rough. “She’s strong.”
“Gets it from her dads.” I cover his hand with mine. “All three of you.”
“Damn right,” Titan says.
Ash reaches over and presses his palm beside Ghost’s. We all wait. The baby kicks again, right where Ash’s hand rests.
He smiles. Actually smiles. “Hey there, little girl.”
Titan kneels again and adds his hand to the pile. “Come on, princess. One more for me.”
We wait. Five seconds. Ten.
Then she kicks. Hard.
Titan laughs. “That’s my girl. Already got a strong right hook.”
“God help us,” Ghost mutters.
I laugh so hard my stomach shakes. The baby kicks again, probably annoyed at all the movement.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” I tell her. “Your dads are ridiculous. You’ll learn that soon enough.”
“We prefer ‘charming,’” Ash says.
“‘Delusional’ works too,” Ghost adds.
“Fuck both of you,” Titan says cheerfully.
I sink deeper into Ghost’s arms, surrounded by warmth and safety and love.
This is my life now. Three men who would kill for me. Who already have. A baby on the way. A club that’s finally at peace.
It’s messy and unconventional and probably a little crazy.
But it’s mine.
And I wouldn’t change a single thing.
Titan lifts me off the bed and sets me on the wide arms of Ghost’s old captain’s chair. My thighs drape over the armrests, back pressed to the high wooden spine, legs spread so wide the stretch already burns in the best way.
They don’t touch me. They circle.
Ghost speaks first, voice low and rough. “I’ve missed the way your throat flutters when you swallow me whole, Bonnie.”
Ash steps closer, eyes raking over the swell of my belly. “I’ve missed how this pussy grips when you’re trying not to come.”
Titan’s grin is pure filth. “I’ve missed the weight of these tits in my mouth when they’re this fucking full.”
