“Because we love you, you idiot,” Titan says bluntly.
The words nearly knock me out.
Love.
“You—what?”
“You heard me.” Titan cups my face with one large hand. “We love you. All three of us. And we’re not letting you deal with this alone.”
“I love you too,” I hear myself say. “All of you. I didn’t think—I wasn’t sure if this was just?—”
“Just what?” Ghost asks. “Just sex?”
“Yeah.”
“It stopped being just anything the moment we touched you,” Ash says. “We were just waiting for you to catch up.”
A laugh bubbles up through my tears. “I’m pregnant and you’re making jokes?”
“Someone has to lighten the mood,” Titan says. “You looked like you were about to pass out.”
“I still might.”
“Don’t.” Ash pulls me against his chest. “We’ve got you.”
Ghost’s hand slides around my waist from behind. Titan presses close to my side.
I’m surrounded by them. Held by them. Safe with them. For the first time since I saw those positive tests, I actually believe everything might be okay.
“Thank you,” I whisper against Ash’s chest. “For not running. For staying.”
“We’re not going anywhere,” Ghost says quietly.
Ash tilts my face up and kisses me. Soft at first, then deeper, his tongue sliding against mine. When he pulls back, Ghost turns me in his arms and claims my mouth next. Then Titan, rough and hungry and possessive.
The grief and fear that’s been choking me for days start to dissolve under their touch.
Ash’s hands slide under my shirt. Ghost’s fingers work open my jeans. Titan bites down on my neck, marking me.
“We doing this?” Titan asks against my skin.
“Yeah,” I breathe. “We’re doing this.”
They strip me slowly this time.
Ash lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it aside. Ghost kneels to pull off my boots and jeans. Titan unhooks my bra and cups my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples.
I’m bare in front of them and they’re all still dressed.
“Your turn,” I say.
They strip fast—boots thud, belts clatter, jeans drop, cocks springing free, flushed and leaking. They surround me—naked, inked, breathing hard, eyes locked on my body like I’m their altar.
“Damn, look at you three.” I laugh, shaky, pussy already dripping, a bead sliding down my thigh.
Ash lifts me to the bed, and the mattress is cool against my back. Ghost crawls left, Ash right, Titan between my thighs, no space, no pause.
Their hands roam with Ash on my breasts, Ghost on my throat, Titan spreading my pussy lips wide.
