Sacred Sins; A Dark Tale
Damien, with his softer features but undeniable strength, looked up and smiled, standing to greet her.
Delilah felt a pang of envy as she watched them—Zeke's hand on Damien, the casual dominance in his touch. Eli gestured smoothly. "Delilah, meet Zeke and Damien, my lovers. You probably suspected." Delilah nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah, I figured." Zeke's eyes were fixed on Eli, a silent communication passing between them, while Damien stood and pulled Delilah into a hug, his arms warm and welcoming. "Nice to meet you. Sorry about last time—we kinda pulled Eli away abruptly." Delilah relaxed into the hug, the contact electric, her body responding to the closeness.