Scarlett's POV
Liam's dark eyes searched mine. "You're sure, Scar? No heat pushing us. Just you choosing this."
"I'm sure," I whispered, reaching up to touch each of their faces. "I want all of you. I want to feel you... completely."
Leo didn't wait another second. He lifted me into his arms, carrying me back inside like I was precious and fragile. The bedroom door shut with a soft click, cutting us off from the rest of the world. He laid me in the middle of the big bed, the sheets still warm and messy from earlier.
They stripped slowly, their eyes locked on mine, until all three of them stood naked before me—hard, thick, and focused only on me. My body was already aching, slick and needy just from looking at them.
