Chapter 10
Ten
N ERINE
Xander’s first kiss sent me into a waking dream, a tantalizing tease that set my senses ablaze. His taste was familiar and intoxicating, igniting a long-simmering flame.
"Xander," I couldn’t help but whimper.
“What do you want, Angel?” he asked, holding my gaze with his intense dark brown eyes. “Did you crave my kiss?”
I couldn’t deny it. “Yes.”
“And my touch?”
“Yeah.”
“What about my cock?” He licked his tongue along my bottom lip, sending shivers down my spine. “Did you miss how Theo and I fucked you, filled you?”
All I could do was whimper in response.
Every day since I’d left, I had envisioned this moment. The chaotic scenarios of our fiery reunions played out in my mind, filled with questions and accusations that I knew they would throw at me.
I anticipated tears and anger. I believed they would be cold, unforgiving, and even violent.
But what occurred was something I could never have predicted.
The two arrived at my door together, knocking as if dropping by for afternoon tea. It shocked me to the core. In all my fantasies and fears, I never imagined something so simple or easy.
Seeing them again took me straight back to the past in an instant. The feelings, the memories, the unbreakable bond that had pulsated between us was still there. But now, it was tarnished, bruised, and battered from years of pain and regret.
“Do you want us to fuck you right now? Right here?” Theo’s voice was soft and filled with longing as he lightly brushed his lips against my neck.
All the longing and loneliness I had felt over the past few years vanished instantly, replaced by the intense passion that had always flowed between us.
My soul ached for their embrace, pleading for the pleasure they alone could provide.
These two men understood me and my body like no one else could. I was theirs, body and soul.
"Yes. Please. I need you both so much," I whispered, barely able to form the words before Theo's hands tangled in my hair as he kissed my lips fiercely. Every emotion and desire I had forced into hibernation broke free, sending a wave of arousal through me that pooled between my legs.
I arched my back, pressing against Xander's chest as Theo's hands roamed over my body. They had every right to kill me, to seek revenge for the pain and destruction I had caused in their lives. Yet here I was, trapped between them, their hands igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touched.
Xander's hands roamed over my body, pushing my robe from my shoulders to expose the silk slip I wore underneath. A deep growl reverberated in his chest as he gripped my throat, compelling me to meet his gaze.
“Who the hell were you wearing this for?” His voice was thick with possessiveness, his eyes clouded by jealousy.
Fear intertwined with arousal as a shiver ran down my spine. This wasn't the Xander I remembered. Jealousy typically belonged to Theo. Something had shifted between the two of them while I was away.
The outside world viewed Xander as a monster, but for me, he was a gentle giant. Or at least, he used to be.
"I wore it for myself," I replied defiantly. He leaned in closer, his face inches from mine. "Do you expect me to believe that when you were planning to go out and find someone to fuck?"
"How did you find out about that?" I asked, feeling a surge of panic.
"We have our ways," Xander said coolly, though his eyes still burned with desire.
Before I could say anything else, Theo leaned close to my ear. "I heard you talking about your evening plans. Your reaction to dating someone was fascinating. Is there a reason why the idea repulsed you?"
The words caught in my throat as if the intensity of my emotions strangled them. I could feel the creases forming between Xander's brows as he looked at me with a mix of confusion and frustration.
"Is it because of us?" His voice was low and husky. "Because we are the only men you want, the only men you can picture touching you?"
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I've already told you why."
But then Theo's lips were against me, nipping at my earlobe and sending shivers down my spine. "And yet you still left us," he whispered.
"I didn't have a choice," I responded, feeling their hands moving over my body.
"You always had a choice," Xander said, his grip on me tightening.
I moaned as Theo's hand cupped me between my legs, sending waves of pleasure through me. "It wasn't possible for me to contact you after what happened."
“Of course, it was.” Xander tilted my chin and kissed me gently, the contrast between his soft lips and anger almost dizzying.
Here, between them, surrendering to their touch and kisses, I knew the huge risk I was taking. They could have easily killed me in their rage and hurt over my betrayal. But deep down, I couldn't imagine being with anyone else but them one last time before facing whatever consequences awaited me.
Maybe they were still planning to kill me after tonight. Perhaps our love had soured, and this was their way of controlling me. Still, I would rather die by their hands than anyone else's.
Sensing my thoughts, Theo cupped my breast and asked, "Angel, do you think we plan on killing you after we finish fucking you? Is that why you aren't fighting us?"
Xander lifted his head to look at me expectantly, waiting for my response.
I took a deep breath, understanding that regardless of my beliefs or desires, I would have to confront the consequences of my actions.
"It doesn't matter what I believe. I betrayed you both, and I must accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate."
Their gazes met in a silent conversation before returning to me. Theo moved around to stand next to Xander, their bodies nearly touching as they loomed over me.
"Tsk tsk, Angel," Theo scolded, his tone dripping with disappointment. "You won't die by our hands tonight. We have other plans for you." He leaned down and claimed my lips in a hot, demanding kiss that left me breathless.
My heartbeat jumped, and in the next second, Theo’s mouth consumed mine .
Whereas Xander’s kiss was soft and gentle, Theo exploded over me like a tidal wave. Hot, demanding, and unforgiving.
Every part of me reacted. This was my Theo, the ruthless, unrelenting, dominant lover. His tongue tangled with mine, hot, hungry, exploring, tasting, devouring. He knew how to coax out the desires and needs I’d locked deep inside, the passions and emotions I’d forced into the deepest crevices of my mind for the past few years.
With his lips against mine, the door burst open, and it was impossible to close it again. Then, it was Xander's turn. Grabbing my chin roughly, he pulled me closer and kissed me intensely, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth. This was not the same gentle kiss from before. This kiss was filled with desperation and anger, mirroring the pain I had caused him.
But I embraced it all, sharing their passion and hunger. We were all caught in the same storm of emotions and desires.
I couldn't fully explain to them the depth of my suffering during our time apart. The words felt inadequate compared to the overwhelming intensity of our reunion. Instead, I let my body express my needs, demonstrating how much I needed them, just as much as they needed each other.
As we lost ourselves in touch and kisses, it was clear that none of us were truly complete without the others. For one night, we could forget about everything else and revel in our shared passion. Even as the storm raged on, I couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that I was the one who truly felt alone in this.
They felt insincere and desperate in my mind, so I let them die on my tongue.
My body trembled as I attempted to convey my love for them through every movement. My need and desire for them still burned fiercely, consuming me. Their touch ignited a chain reaction of hungry kisses and grasping hands, leaving my skin tingling with electricity.
Theo's lips found my neck, trailing kisses down to the straps of my slip, pulling them down my shoulders and baring my body to him. My slip pooled at my feet, leaving me standing before them in only my underwear.
A wave of insecurity washed over me as I stood bare, my body showing the scars of childbirth. But any doubts vanished as they took in every inch of my fuller breasts, rounder belly, and curvier hips. Would they ask about it? Would they hate me for keeping this secret from them?
I couldn't bear the thought of their anger or rejection. But at that moment, with their hands roaming over my bare skin, I couldn't resist their touch. The danger no longer mattered. I needed them like I needed oxygen.
I fucking needed it.
I was aware it was selfish.
I understood it was callous.
I recognized it was wrong.
Guilt and shame tugged at my conscience, but I pushed them away as they skillfully intertwined like expert lovers, creating a symphony of ecstasy from my trembling form. Desire mingled with fear until I could no longer tell whose hands were whose, but all that mattered was surrendering to the intense pleasure they offered me.
The danger no longer mattered.
I wanted this.
I wanted them.
Just one more time.
Just one more night.
Standing bare and breathless before them, I opened my arms, welcoming the electric, white-hot heat of their touch.
Xander scooped me up and carried me to the bedroom. Theo quickly followed behind. My eyes widened as I watched Theo reach behind him and pull his shirt over his head and quickly unfastened and pushed down his pants until they stood towering over me, side by side like two naked sex gods finally looking over at me like a long-lost dream.
I couldn’t move.
Or blink.
Or speak.
I soaked in the sight of them as if I were finally tasting water after a lifetime in the desert. It was just a fleeting, frozen moment in time, but I engraved the vision of them deep into my mind—so sexy, so hungry, so passionate.
They stood next to each other, two flawless figures exuding warmth and desire. In that still moment, I understood this could be the final instance I witnessed them like this. Once I revealed the truth, they may never again look at me with such intense longing.
But for now, I savored their gaze, storing it in my memory like a cherished treasure. I sank to my knees before them, my eyes locked on their throbbing cocks as I reached for them with trembling hands.
A smile spread across my face as my fingers wrapped around their shafts, stroking them slowly and deliberately. Their synchronized moans filled my ears, igniting a fire within me. The anger remained overshadowed by their primal need and hunger for me.
And in that moment, despite all that would come after, this vision of us would be engraved in my mind and heart forever.
Slowly, I bent my head, savoring the anticipation of tasting Xander's cock. The velvety shaft slid between my lips, and his hips twitched in response to my touch. A deep groan escaped his lips as I took him in completely, and his fingers tangled in my hair.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed, the thrill of pleasure evident in his voice as he pushed deeper into my mouth.
“That’s it. Take his cock inside that pretty mouth of yours.” Watching intently, Theo muttered words of encouragement, his desire palpable and sending shivers of pleasure straight to my pussy.
My tongue twirled around Xander's shaft as I sucked hard, bobbing my head in rhythm with my movements. His grip on my hair grew tighter, guiding me as he thrust into my mouth. As I felt him getting closer to climax, I slowed down and pulled away, turning toward Theo and engulfing his cock instead.
"Oh, god," he moaned as I took him into my mouth, feeling the heat and hardness of him against my tongue. "Nerine, fuck!"
I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, meeting his gaze with a playful look before returning to my task. My pussy throbbed at the sight of them above me like this, Xander stroking himself while watching Theo's cock slide in and out of my mouth.
"You were made for this, Angel," Xander growled with pleasure.
"Your mouth was made for our cocks," Theo corrected with a groan, pushing further into my mouth until he reached the back of my throat. "Don't stop!"
Fueled by their desire and delighted in giving them both so much pleasure, I continued with even more fervor. Pleasuring them with my mouth and hands always gave me a sense of power and strength that was intoxicating.
I had always loved sucking their cocks since the first time I had done it. The taste, the feel, the sounds all drove me wild. And this time was no different.
I pushed that thought away and focused on the pleasure, feeling my pussy grow wetter with every stroke of their cocks in my mouth.
Sure, I loved making them feel good, but knowing that I could reduce these two strong men to quivering messes with my mouth and hands always left me buzzing with a sense of strength.
I loved the taste of them, the feel of their shafts sliding against my tongue, the feel of their white-hot heat exploding in my mouth. I loved the sounds they made. The way they guided my head up and down on their beautiful cocks.
This time, just like before, I enjoyed it as much as I always have. Setting aside the possibility that I might never experience this again, I reveled in that powerful feeling, my pussy growing slicker with every stroke of their cocks.
“Fuck,” Theo growled as I flicked my tongue hard over the head of his cock. “You’re going to make me come, Angel.”
As much as I loved his taste, I didn’t want this to end. I had no idea if they would fuck me once they’d come, and I was pretty sure I’d die if they didn’t. I pulled Theo’s cock from my mouth and switched again, sliding Xander’s cock between my lips once more.
"You beautiful vixen," Xander growled, his voice heavy with desire. "How the hell are you so good at this?"
I let out a playful pop before glancing at him with a mischievous smile.
"I learned from the best," I replied before taking him back into my mouth. A soft chuckle escaped Theo, and Xander responded with another deep growl.
"She's not lying," Theo confirmed, his gaze on mine. A storm of desire raged in his eyes, and I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the intense pleasure and joy swelling in my heart.
Xander's cock swelled in my mouth, and he suddenly pulled away from me.
I whimpered again, but he shook his head with determination .
"I'm not coming in your mouth," he stated firmly, his voice dripping with arousal. "I need your pussy."
"Our pussy," Theo reminded him with a hungry look in his eyes.
The truth was, I wanted to be theirs again. I had never tried to leave them.
I had no idea if they understood how much I missed them, how much my body longed for them, without me expressing it in words.
Maybe they’d still be confused afterward.
I wasn’t going to stop trying to show them how much I loved them until the day I died.
I looked up at them anxiously, my heart racing as I knelt before them. The soft lamplight cast shadows across their rugged features, and I couldn't take my eyes away from their intense gazes.
“On the bed,” Xander's voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down my spine. With trembling hands, I reached behind me and pulled myself onto the soft mattress, sitting there with bated breath.
The next moment, they joined me on the bed, lying on either side. Their hands roamed my skin feverishly, causing my flesh to tingle with anticipation.
I gazed at them with hungry eyes.
“Kiss,” I demanded, unable to contain my desire any longer.
They looked down at me, surprise etched on their faces.
"You want us to kiss?” Theo asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion .
"Yes," I replied eagerly. "It's the three of us, not just me with the two of you."
The energy in the room shifted, becoming almost electric as if a dam had broken within us.
Their gazes met mine, and then they turned to each other. Their lips collided in a passionate kiss that ignited sparks of desire within me. Theo and Xander's mouths moved hungrily against each other, rough and demanding. Seeing them lost in passion only intensified the fire inside me.
"God, yes," I moaned, reaching for them and pulling them closer to me.
Our lips met in a passionate embrace, pressing eagerly against one another as we explored and savored every inch of skin.
As we devoured each other hungrily, Theo's voice pierced through the haze of pleasure. “I need to see you come,” he stated, his tone commanding and filled with desire. He pushed me back onto the bed, trailing hot kisses down my body until he reached my throbbing core. "You smell so good, Nerine. I've missed your scent."
Goosebumps rose on my skin as Xander took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked on it possessively.
Theo positioned himself between my legs and brought his face to my slick folds, teasing me with his hot breath before finally giving in and tasting me with his tongue. My legs trembled with each circle and flicked on my sensitive clit, driving me closer to the edge.
At the same time, Xander continued to pleasure my breast, causing a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure to course through me.
I could feel myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, my body craving release. "Dammit," I ordered. "Make me come."
"There she is," Theo growled with satisfaction. "I knew you were in there." He blew against my swollen bud, sending shivers down my spine. "The fire in you only adds to how incredible you taste."
At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to give myself to them completely. I reached down and tangled my fingers in Theo's hair, urging him closer to my center.
But he pulled back, his dark eyes ravenous as he gazed up at me. "That doesn't mean you have any say in how this goes," he warned before diving back in with his tongue.
My world was a blur of primal sensations as Xander's mouth silenced my moans while Theo's skilled tongue delved deep into my slick heat. I spread my legs wider, opening myself fully to their touch.
When Theo slipped two fingers inside me, curling them just right to hit all the right spots, I couldn't hold back any longer.
My body exploded in a mind-blowing climax, pleasure radiating from every inch of skin as I arched off the bed and cried out their names. “God, yes, Theo, Xander, yes!”
Through it all, Theo held onto my hips tightly, keeping me grounded as waves of pleasure pulsed through me. They understood precisely what my body needed and exactly how to push me to the brink, sending me spiraling into ecstasy.
They had always known. It was instinctual for them, but they also spent countless hours learning and perfecting every movement and touch, knowing exactly how I would react and responding accordingly. They understood every tiny adjustment that would drive me wild and never failed to leave me breathless and wanting more.
The wildfire roaring within me erupted repeatedly at their touch. The heat of their fingers against my skin, the warmth of their breath on my neck, and the fire in their eyes all fueled the intense sensation coursing through my body. When Xander pulled his mouth from mine and captured my pebbled nipple once again, biting it gently at first and then harder and harder, Theo moaned and nibbled at my clit, their dual assault sending me crashing over the edge a second time.
My body was writhing uncontrollably under their synchronized moves, every nerve ending on high alert as they continued to pleasure me.
“That’s it,” Xander murmured, moving to my other nipple and biting down.
I cried out, my fingers sinking into his hair as he pleasured me with expert precision. The feel of his body next to mine was intoxicating, his strong muscles pressing against me as Theo’s mouth still sucked and nibbled at my clit through my orgasm, leaving me lost in bliss.
They knew I was coming but kept going, never letting up for a second. Theo’s fingers slid in and out of my soaked pussy while he continued sucking, licking, nibbling at my tender flesh. His familiar fingers pushed deep inside me, intuitively finding the right spot to keep me flying.
As I struggled to catch my breath, Theo stated matter-of-factly, “One more.”
And with that, he fucked into me hard and fast, quickly sweeping me into another release.
I cried out again, my body pulsing and seizing with the sweetest ecstasy as immense rolling waves of pleasure ricocheted through me. My hips rolled up instinctively to meet his mouth as he gripped my ass tightly, holding me in place as I writhed under his delicious assault.
But just as I thought I couldn’t handle any more pleasure, I felt his mouth go away, and his hands gripped my hips, pulling me up.
“I need your pussy now, Angel,” Theo muttered urgently.
My eyes fluttered open to see him lining up his thick cock and pushing it inside me.
I was so wet, my pussy pulsing with pleasure, that it was easy for him to bury himself deep within me. His eyes were wild and savage and primal as he peered down at his cock sliding into me.
“God, yes, I missed this pussy,” he growled, his voice thick with desire.
I whimpered as the feeling of his cock inside me after all this time left me weak and soft. I opened my thighs as wide as possible, welcoming him in as far as he could go.
“Fuck me, Theo,” I cried out desperately. “Please fuck me hard. I need your cock so badly!”
A flush of pleasure washed over me once again, taking all coherent thoughts away. All that mattered at that moment was the intense pleasure coursing through my body and the two men who were providing it.
“You’re mine,” Theo growled possessively, slamming into me with even more force. The thick length of his cock throbbed hotly against my spasming pussy as he thrust into me repeatedly, harder and harder.
“Theo! Oh, God!” I cried out uncontrollably, my eyes locking with his as he fucked me deeply.
“Fuck, Nerine,” he growled through gritted teeth, his voice thick with emotion.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, drawing him in deeper and allowing him to take complete control. “Fuck! You feel so fucking good! Your pussy is so tight and wet!”
“Fuck,” Xander groaned beside us, his hot gaze trained on Theo’s cock pushing into my pussy. “I love watching the two of you.”
The expression on his face was one of sheer hunger and lust, mirroring Theo's own. I wasn't out of danger yet, though, and many questions still exist. But none of that mattered as I lost myself in the intense pleasure of having these two men inside me.
As their stormy eyes held shadows that threatened to push me over the edge again, I felt a twisted mixture of fear and desire. The intensity of their anger only served to excite me further, making me crave their touch even more.
My soaked pussy pulsed around Theo's thick shaft, eager to endure the full extent of his wrath as long as he never stopped fucking me. Xander reached up to Theo, his hand falling on his neck as he pulled him close. Watching with pure lust, I couldn't tear my gaze away as their mouths crashed together in a fiery, passionate kiss. Theo's cock twitched inside me, swelling as he thrust harder into my wetness.
My heart skipped a beat at the sight of them together, their tongues tangling as they moaned in unison. It hit me like a ton of bricks—once, they were mine. But now, they belonged to each other.
The connection between them was palpable, radiating from them like electricity. It seemed somehow stronger now than it ever had been. The way they moved together, almost as if they had a psychic connection and communicated without words, was all so intense and beautiful to witness.
And then they showed up at my door together, like two peas in a pod—a pang of sadness and longing for what we used to have burned deep within my soul.
But watching them kiss as if they were soulmates was heartbreaking and undeniably sexy. When they finally pulled apart, the glance shared between them didn’t escape my notice. Would they ever look at me like that again?
Theo's cock swelled inside me as they looked down at me again. Xander reached down between us, his fingers landing on my clit and rubbing in hard circles.
"Oh my God!" I cried out, entirely under their control.
Theo slammed into me with even more force, his hips meeting mine in a frenzied rhythm.
"Fuck her harder, Theo!" Xander demanded, working my clit with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. "I want to watch her come again. "
"Xander," I whimpered, searching his eyes for any sign of the earlier anger he had shown toward me when he had wrapped his fingers around my throat.
But it was still there, simmering beneath the surface. And as much as it frightened me, it also excited me in a twisted way.
I didn't want this to end, but I was also afraid of what would happen after it ended.
If I could have resisted, I would have tried to prolong things and prevent myself from coming. But they knew my body too well; there was no point in resisting. We all wanted—no, needed—this release.
As I melted into the sensations coursing through my body, my head fell back, and I drowned in the sea of pleasure that surged within us. I crashed over the edge as Theo's cock relentlessly fucked into me until I was screaming and writhing beneath them. When Xander removed his fingers from my clit, I whimpered with disappointment.
But then he positioned himself beside me, his cock pressing against my lips.
"Angel," he growled low but demanding.
I eagerly opened my mouth, welcoming him as he slid between my lips. Lifting my gaze to meet his stormy dark eyes, I took him into my mouth and sucked him in greedily. My tongue swirled around the tip of his cock as I relished in the deep, guttural groans that escaped from his lips. I knew exactly how to please him. Theo had taught me how to do it, and Xander's reaction only confirmed that I was doing it right.
It was his favorite trick, and I was determined to show him how much I had learned from Theo.
Theo relentlessly thrust into me, his eyes fixed on the sight of Xander's cock sliding in and out of my mouth. His taste enveloped my senses—salty, musky, alluring, and addictive.
Theo's pace quickened with each passing moment, and I could feel the familiar swell building inside me. I eagerly increased my suction and rhythm, knowing that it was driving him closer to his climax.
When he finally released his load into my mouth, I welcomed the warm, sticky sensation and savored every drop. Knowing that I could bring such pleasure to someone like Xander, who was usually gruff and guarded, was powerful.
As Xander pulled away and looked down at me, I smiled up at him with satisfaction. His initial anger had faded, replaced by amazement and longing.
He gently cupped my cheek, shaking his head in disbelief. I licked my lips teasingly and whispered, "Your beautiful cock always tastes so delicious, Xander."
His expression intensified as he murmured my name under his breath while shaking his head again.
Our attention then shifted back to Theo, whose arousal had not lessened in the slightest. His dark hair flowed around his chiseled face as he panted heavily, his eyes ablaze with deep desire.
With each forceful thrust into my body, he showed no signs of slowing down. His grip on my hips tightened as he continued to piston deeper and harder with each satisfying stroke.
I watched with desire as Theo grabbed Xander's head and pulled him forward for another passionate kiss. Then, taking Xander's hand in his, he guided it toward his balls without needing any words.
This was the dynamic between us. Theo asserted dominance in all things sexual, and Xander and I were all more than willing to give in to his desires.
A surge of arousal flooded through me as I watched the two of them together, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. My body responded by tightening around Theo's thick cock, urging him on as he drove into me with a relentless rhythm.
As my mind cleared, I suddenly realized we weren't using protection. The logical part of my brain screamed at me to remember the past consequences of birth control failures. But at that moment, with Theo inside me, I couldn't bring myself to stop him. It felt too good, too right, even if it made me the most foolish woman on earth.
He pulled away from Xander's mouth and leaned down over me, his body still thrusting vigorously. With each powerful movement, he let out a deep groan before capturing my lips with his own. Our tongues entwined urgently as our bodies moved in perfect unison.
My breasts heaved against his chest as our skin slid deliciously against each other. I tightened my thighs around his hips, pouring all of the love and passion I felt for him into every movement and kiss .
And when Xander joined in our embrace, our three tongues danced together feverishly until Theo finally released inside me with a guttural growl.
"Fuck!" He exclaimed as his body shuddered against mine, and he slammed into me one final time.
I cried out in pleasure as his hot release filled me and pushed me over the edge as well. Our voices mingled as we lost ourselves in the intense sensations and emotions that consumed us.
As we collapsed onto the bed in a tangled mess, I felt overwhelmed by the presence of both Xander and Theo beside me. Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably as I struggled to hold onto the happiness and love from our past. Instead, a profound sense of vulnerability and apprehension washed over me.
I needed to say something: to explain why I had stayed away for so long and to apologize for my role in creating this complicated situation. However, the fear of ruining the moment and hurting them again weighed heavily on me.
They deserved answers, explanations, and, most importantly, the truth about the changes that would affect their lives. As much as it pained me, I owed it to Xander and Theo to be honest and face the consequences of my actions.
I knew better than to think they still loved me just because they’d had sex with me. I refused to give myself false hope. My past experiences repeatedly taught me that happily ever after was not in my cards. Each time it felt within my reach, something or someone would snatch it away.
But right now, I was determined to live in the moment. Tomorrow, there was a ninety-nine percent chance Theo and Xander would see me only through eyes filled with hate.
"Even if you don't believe me, know that I never stopped loving you both. With all my heart," I whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks. "I'm so sorry for leaving."
"I love you too," they said in perfect harmony. My lips trembled as their words enveloped me, an intense desire to hold onto them forever swelling within me.
But I couldn't allow myself to hope. I wouldn't let myself hope. And yet, a small part of me couldn't help but wish to believe they could forgive me and that the hatred I expected would never come to be.
Perhaps, just perhaps, we could find a way to weather this storm together. They clung to me tightly as sleep gradually invaded my thoughts, intertwined with the persistent anxiety of the storm threatening our delicate reunion.