He’s vulnerable in the way only truth can wreck a person. His hands move up to cup my face.
“Linus—”
“No,” he says softly. “Let me finish. I need you to know I never stopped. Not once. Not through the silence. Not through all the things I told myself to forget.”
My vision blurs. He doesn’t look away and won’t let me either.
“Do you love me, Liam?”
It isn’t a demand. It’s a plea. Linus needs to hear me say it aloud.
I nod. “Yeah. I love you. I always have.”
He exhales like he has been holding his breath for years. His thumb brushes my lower lip. “Do you trust me?”
“With my life.”
His eyes soften. His hand settles on my cheek. “Then trust me when I tell you I’d lay down my life for you. I’d do anything to make sure you have everything you need to be happy. Fulfilled. Whole.”
Linus’s words hit me like a strike to the ribs. I believe him. Every word. This moment is bigger than I can process.
With Avonna here, he’s opened a door I never believed existed.
“Liam.” Linus arches under me, his hands clutching my ass “Don’t stop. Fuck me. Show her how much you love me.”
I thrust again. My vision blurs.
This is madness. Impossible.
Linus’s ass pulls me back into the rhythm. Into what we are.
Now she’s part of us.
My hands find Linus’s hips again, trembling.
I fuck him relentlessly.
For her to see.
For him to feel.
For me to finally believe I’m where I belong.
thirty-eight
Avonna
The Same Night
I’minthecorner.
This old velvet chair, tucked beyond the edge of the lamp’s glow, has never felt more sacred.
I’m naked, thighs spread. One hand buried deep between my legs. The other grips the armrest because if I let go, I’ll fly apart.
They’re on the bed.
Linus lies open with his knees pulled up, mouth slack. Liam towers over him, thick cock buried to the root, the passion between them so intense, I can feel it in my own throat. Their bodies move like the tide. Urgent. Primal. A rhythm only theyunderstand.
