The silver moonlight spilled over their bed, casting intricate patterns as the final barriers between them crumbled. Samantha lay at the heart of their shared focus, her cold skin igniting under the deliberate touches of the three men who had claimed her heart in such distinct and powerful ways.
Each caress was intentional, a reverent exploration of the new dynamic binding them. Callum's ancient gaze burned with centuries of wisdom and desire, Kai's playful demeanor was replaced by a laser-like intensity, and Marcus watched them all with quiet dominance, his movements steady and commanding.
Time seemed to pause, the moon bearing silent witness to the night their bond truly deepened.
"Let me taste her," Callum murmured, his voice thick with need.
