"Tell me what you want," Psycho said, his voice low and earnest. It wasn't commanding, and while it was possessive, it was also focused. Like he couldn't see anything other than her.
Sera swallowed.
She could have joked. Could have teased. Could have deflected the way she sometimes did when she was too full of feeling.
Instead, she let herself be honest.
"I want you, all of you," she whispered. "Show me that you want me just as badly."
The room went still in the way that mattered.
Aerenyx kissed her temple. Lachlan's teasing smile softened. Zubair's eyes warmed into something almost fierce. Psycho's expression sharpened with purpose.
Zubair spoke first, voice steady as stone. "There is never any doubt that we want you. We have wanted you from the first second you walked into our life… our gym. We will want you long after we have grown old and died."
Aerenyx's mouth brushed the side of her head. "He is wordy… but he isn't wrong. Let go. We've got you."
