She suddenly stood between us. However, she wasn’t divided anymore, and we were simply aligned around her, which was the biggest difference.
The past year had been a roller coaster, to say the least. I started having intense flashes and sparks of emotion when it came to certain things. The sentiments that sparked within me were familiar yet foreign.
But I swear it was so much more than that.
It felt real.
Every single memory.
Maybe they were all leading up to this moment.
My mind wouldn’t go any further than that, trying to process this all. Remembering what my heart and soul wanted. Therewere times I’d lie back in bed and hug my pillow, pressing it tight against my body, immediately feeling comfort like I was embracing Isla.
Other times, it felt like I was going crazy, my mind battling maybe what was currently happening, knowing somewhere deep inside that it might end like this. With all of us.
I was extremely grateful that one thing had returned to normal, welcoming it with open arms, trying for the life of me to make this work for us. Needing to feel some sort of light in this darkness we had created.
I breathed a sigh of relief, not hesitating for one second.
Leaning in, I kissed her lips. Softly at first, wanting, needing to take away the memory of not having her in my life. In a matter of seconds, my kiss turned into something else entirely. Something we both wanted.
My heart sped up to an insanely rapid pace, threatening to erupt from my chest. Maybe it was the lost expression on her face or the fact that she was in my arms that made this okay.
“I love you, Isla… I’ll always love you. No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
I closed my eyes, my mind and heart battling against each other. It felt like I was on edge the whole time. About to jump off a cliff. Where we could all be together.
“Fuck,” I growled against her mouth.
I was close to losing it. It is all intertwined, mixing the pleasure with the pain.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
In one swift motion, I let go…
Speaking with conviction, I said, “Ours.”
CHAPTER
THIRTY
ISLA
Julius growled,causing my pussy to clench. It was the same look that always made my heart beat faster and my pussy wetter. I stood in the middle of our new bedroom, standing taller the closer he got to me. This was our first night sleeping there.
The biggest thing that changed in the past month was that we moved out of our parents’ home and got our own place. Julius saved a lot of his money. It was enough to get us by for a minute while he applied to colleges.
Getting near my face, Kraven murmured, “You look like you want to be fucked, Kitty. Do you want us to fuck you?”
I smiled, big and wide.
“You know how many times I’ve thought about fucking you today? How many times I have stroked my cock to the images of watching you take my dick? How much I remember the way your pussy felt while there was a cock deep inside your asshole? You know I like to watch, Kitty. You’re my favorite thing to fucking watch.”
It was true. Kraven had a kink, and he wasn’t shy about expressing it. Where Julius made love to me, Kraven fucked me. They were still on opposite ends of the spectrum, yet I wouldn’t have it any other way.
We were trying to set up some sort of normalcy when it came to our why choose. Little by little, things were getting easier. They shared with me every change they could get. We spent a lot of time exploring each other. Thank God I was already pregnant.
The house we moved into had four bedrooms, although we slept in the same bed most nights. We still wanted our own space, along with the baby having his own room. We started buying a few things, but we weren’t going crazy. Kids needed very little, at least at first.
