But in the same breath, all our days are numbered. My age doesn’t mean with certainty that I’ll be the first one to meet my untimely end.
I’m pulled from the somber thought when Hannah leans into my hand. Her eyes are brighter now. The haze has lifted, and I can’t help but lean down and brush my lips over hers.
“I’m sorry you lost,” she whispers.
I bark out a laugh, because this fucking woman.
She’s the perfect blend of smart and sassy. Submissive and bratty.
Asher buries his face into her neck to stifle his own laugh, and for a moment, I allow myself to pretend the threat is gone and this is the rest of our lives.
Because it will be. There is nothing I won’t do to give Hannah the life she deserves, and that includes wiping out Jeffrey Malone and anyone else who threatens our future.
“I’m never a loser when you’re in my arms, Hannah.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
HANNAH
Rowan’s words speak directly to the part of my heart that has always felt heavy.
All I ever wanted was to feel loved, and it’s impossible not to feel that when I’m pressed between them.
I look up at Asher, my gentle giant, and I’m met with the same affection as I feel fluttering in my chest.
It’s too soon to say it, and yet nothing has ever felt so right. I’ve spent my whole life being too scared of the what-ifs, but I refuse to live that way anymore.
“I love you both,” I whisper, my words barely audible over how hard my heart is beating in my chest.
“What did you just say?” Rowan rumbles.
“She said she loves us,” Asher beams, his smile brightening his entire face.
I barely get a chance to take a breath before my back is pressed to the mattress with my men on either side of me.
Asher presses kisses to my cheeks, my lips, my neck, anywhere he can reach as he murmurs the three words that light up my heart over and over again.
Rowan rests his head on my chest with his arm wrapped around my middle.
I’m surrounded by them, by their warmth, their scents, their bodies. And I’ve never felt more at home than I do right now.
“I love you too, Hannah,” Rowan murmurs. “You’re everything to me. To both of us. And I promise to give you a beautiful life, to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”
“I already have that,” I tell him. “Anything extra from here is just a bonus.”
Asher catches my lips in a chaste kiss that takes my breath away. “As badly as I’d like to collect my prize tonight, I think it can wait until another night.”
I open my mouth to argue, but I’m distracted by Rowan’s lips wrapping around my nipple, his tongue lapping at the sensitive bud.
“Don’t worry, Little Doe. I will be fucking your perfect ass at the earliest opportunity, but for tonight I just want to hold you.”
“I’m covered in cum,” I remind them.
Asher chuckles. “Good. Might have to make a habit of going to bed like this.”
“That will not be happening,” I snap, but there’s no bite in the words. Because the truth is, if it means I could sleep just like this every night, their warmth surrounding me, their bodies wrapped around mine, I’d do just about anything they asked of me.
My eyes drift closed as I rest my head against a pillow that smells like the three of us, and for what feels like the first time in my life, sleep comes with ease.
