Novel & Cerita Four And X

He rubbed the rear of his neck appearing uneasy. “Four?” I lifted one eyebrow. “Or six," he said softly. I looked at him conflicted between bursting into laughter and shedding tears. “Xavier!”

I asked, though my voice came out breathless. “Stopping pretending we don’t all want the same thing,” Darius said from behind me, his lips finding the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. “Which is?” “You,” they said in unison, and the possessiveness in their voices sent heat spiraling through me. “All of you,” I whispered. “All of us,” Marcus confirmed, leaning forward to capture my lips. Each kiss was different, each touch uniquely them, but together they created something that was purely ours. Marcus’s steady devotion, Zane’s intense focus, Kael’s playful passion, Darius’s quiet possession. Four different ways of loving me that somehow fit together perfectly.