LOGINZuriI woke up tangled in blankets that weren't mine, sunlight just starting to creep in through the game room windows, and it took me a second to remember where I was and why my whole body felt this loose, this warm.Chris was still half asleep beside me, one arm thrown over my waist. Ethan was on the floor, back against the couch, head tipped back like he'd meant to leave at some point and never actually managed it. Audric sat by the window, already dressed, watching the sun come up like he'd been awake for a while."Morning," I said, voice still rough with sleep.He turned, and something in his face softened the second he saw me. "Morning." His eyes swept over me, more careful than casual. "How are you feeling?""Sore." I stretched, feeling it in muscles I hadn't used in a while. "Really sore, actually.""We got a little carried away." Chris winced from beside me, propping himself up on one elbow. "Sorry. We should've slowed down at some point.""Don't apologize." I nudged him with
ZuriChris peeled my shirt up and off, tossing it aside before his mouth found the curve of my breast. Ethan tugged my sweatpants down my hips, then my underwear, the fabric dragging over skin already flushed. Audric stripped himself first, then helped free Chris from his clothes while Ethan kicked his own away. When I was bare they eased me back onto the wide couch. Chris settled at my side, Ethan between my knees, Audric standing close enough that his thigh brushed my arm.“Open up for us,” Chris said, voice low. “We want to see everything.”I let my knees fall apart. The air felt cool against how wet I already was. Ethan ran his palms up the insides of my thighs, spreading me wider, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh near my entrance. He leaned in and dragged his tongue through the slick there slowly, tasting me before he even pushed inside. I jerked at the first long lick. He did it again, slower, then closed his mouth over my clit and sucked while two fingers slid into me
ZuriMaya was already in her pajamas, cross-legged on the bed scrolling through her phone, when mine buzzed on the nightstand.Audric: What are you up to?Me: About to go to bed. We leave early tomorrow.I set the phone down and had barely reached for my toothbrush when it started ringing instead. Audric's name lit up the screen."Hey." I answered, glancing at Maya."Can you sneak into the game room?" His voice was low, like he already knew he was asking something he shouldn't be."Right now?""Right now."I looked at Maya, who was already watching me over her phone, one eyebrow raised like she'd heard the entire question through the speaker."Go." She waved a hand, grinning. "I'll survive one night without you. Go be with your boys.""You're the best, you know that?""I do know that. Now go before I change my mind and make you stay and paint my nails."I slipped out of the room in socks, phone still warm in my hand, and made my way down the back stairs toward the game room, my heart
ZuriDinner had never felt this quiet in this house before, not the tense kind of quiet from the last few days, but something softer. Plates clinked. Wine got poured. My mum sat across from me, and for the first time since everything came out, she wasn't avoiding my eyes.Alexander stood first, tapping his glass with a fork."Before we eat, I think there's something that needs to be said properly, instead of shouted across a living room." He glanced at Diane, then at my parents. "So I'm going to let the person who actually deserves to say it first."He sat back down, and my mum set her fork aside, folding her hands in front of her."I owe all of you an apology." Her voice was steady, but I could hear what it cost her to keep it that way. "I reacted badly when I found out. I said things I regret, and I spent the last few hours looking at my daughter like she'd done something wrong, instead of asking her why she was happy.""Mum, you don't have to—""Let me finish, baby." She reached ac
ZuriDiane had me chopping vegetables while she stirred something on the stove, the kitchen warm with the smell of garlic and butter, the two of us falling into an easy rhythm we’d built over years of exactly this.“Can I tell you something?” She didn’t look up from the pot.“Always.”“I like you.” She said it simply, like it was a fact she’d been sitting on and finally decided to hand over. “I don’t have a single problem with you being with my sons. If all three of them wanted to marry you tomorrow, I’d bless that union without hesitating.”My knife stilled against the cutting board. “Thank you, Diane. That means more than you know.” I glanced at her, throat tight. “I just wish my mum was as open-minded about it.”“Don’t worry about that.” She reached over, squeezing my hand once before going back to the stove. “I’ll talk to her. Mother to mother. She’ll come around eventually. Rhea loves you too much not to.”Her phone rang before I could answer. She wiped her hands on a towel, glan
EthanThe basketball court sat at the far end of the compound, something our dad had built years ago back when he still played on weekends with his old college friends. None of us had much use for it these days. Hockey was where our heads were, where our hands were, where every free hour we had actually went. But Brandon and Jackson had asked if the court still worked, and there was no way any of us were saying no to that.I found out fast why they'd asked."Pass it here." Jackson called for the ball, and the second it hit his hands he was gone, weaving past Chris like he wasn't even there, sinking it clean through the hoop without so much as slowing down."Again?" Chris bent over, hands on his knees, already out of breath. "How are you doing that?""Years of practice." Brandon grinned, stealing the rebound from Audric before he could even set his feet. "Give or take."We'd been out there almost half an hour, and between the two of them, I don't think our side had touched the ball mor
Rhea “Hey,” I said, the sheepish smile on my face never leaving. “Mi vida.” He reached me, his eyes immediately taking in my appearance. His hands found mine and held them gently. “You look beautiful. That dress—you’re stunning.”The compliment should have made me happy. Instead, it made me wa
RheaGreg found me near the back of the ballroom, his hand landing gently on my shoulder.“There you are, kiddo. Come, there are some people I would like you to meet.” His smile was warm, genuine. “The Harrisons have been asking about you.”The Harrisons. Old money. The kind of people who smiled to
RHEAPain woke me before anything else.Not just the burning across my chest where they’d carved their initials into my skin. That was there, constant and throbbing. But the ache between my legs was worse—a deep, bone-deep soreness that made even the thought of moving unbearable.They hadn’t given
Rhea“Good.” Brandon’s hands slid down my arms, guiding them behind the chair. “Because you’ve earned it, baby. Choosing him this morning. Walking around with his hands on you all day. Lying to us about Camilla.”He picked up a rope from a table. The rope was soft against my wrists as he worked eff







