All Yours
Kissed away happy tears.
“You are ours now,” Cole whispered, hand on her heart.
“Completely,” Grant added, hand on her belly.
“Forever,” Marcus finished, hand on her collar.
She smiled, sore and utterly full.
“I have always been yours.”
They fell asleep tangled—four hearts beating as one.
Her virginity was gone.
Her heart was overflowing.
Claimed by three Daddies.
In the most perfect, loving way possible.