I Love You So Much It Scares Me.

I Love You So Much It Scares Me.
Hunter
I stood, and hooked my arms beneath Alina’s thighs and back.
“Hunter...” she started, but the word dissolved into a soft moan when I lifted her clean out of the tub. Kaiden’s cock slipped free with a wet sound that made my gut clench. Water poured off us, pooling on the tile, but I couldn't give a damn. I carried her through the doorway, her legs dangling, her slick skin sliding against mine with every step. Kaiden was right behind me, his hand on the small of her back. The bedroom was dim, just the low glow of the lamp spilling gold across the sheets. I laid her down in the centre of the bed, water soaked the duvet instantly, dark blooms spreading beneath her, and she arched, thighs falling open like an invitation.
“Fuck, look at you, Kitten” I rasped. I stripped myself of my clothes quickly and crawled over her, knees sinking into the mattress. Kaiden flanked her on the other side. His hand found her breast, thumb flicking her nipple until she whimpered. I gripped her hips, tilting them up, and slid home in one smooth stroke. She was still stretched from Kaiden, still dripping with bathwater and need, and the heat of her clamped around me like a fist. My vision tunnelled.
Alina’s back bowed off the bed. “Yes...God, Hunter.”
Kaiden leaned in, mouth on her throat, teeth scraping. “Easy, baby. We’ve got you.”
I pulled out slow, savouring the drag, then slammed back in. The bedframe rattled. She cried out, fingers scrabbling at my shoulders, nails digging in hard, and I fucking love that. Kaiden shifted lower, his hand sliding between us to circle her clit, and I felt her flutter around me, tight, impossibly tight.

“Need you both,” she gasped, voice breaking. “Please...”
Kaiden met my eyes over her shoulder. No words. Just a nod. I rolled us, still buried inside her, until she was straddling my hips. Water dripped from her hair onto my chest, so cool against the fever of my skin. Kaiden moved behind her, hands spreading her cheeks, and I felt the blunt press of him against her entrance, right alongside me.
Alina’s breath hitched. “Oh fuck...”
“Breathe,” I murmured, gripping her waist to hold her steady. “Let him in.”
Kaiden pushed forward, slow, so fucking slow. The stretch was obscene, perfect. She sobbed into my neck, body shaking as he worked his way in, inch by inch, until we were both seated deep inside of her. For a heartbeat, none of us moved. We gave her time to adjust to us like this. Then Kaiden pulled back and thrust in again, and the world narrowed to the slick drag of him against me, the clutch of her around us both. I matched his rhythm, out, in, out, in, until we were moving as one. Alina’s moans turned to broken cries, her hips rocking helplessly between us. I reached between us, fingers finding her clit, rubbing hard, fast circles. Kaiden’s hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back so he could claim her mouth. She came apart so gods damned beautifully, with a scream muffled against his lips and her walls spasming around us, milking us both. I followed her over, hips jerking as I spilled inside her with a guttural curse. Kaiden wasn’t far behind; his thrusts stuttered, then stilled, and I felt the hot pulse of him deep alongside mine. We collapsed in a tangle of limbs and soaked sheets, Alina trembling between us. I pressed my face to her damp hair, breathing her in, floral oil, sex and home. Kaiden’s arm draped over her waist, fingers lacing with mine against her stomach. Something we had never done with a girl before. Such a simple act that really meant so much in this moment. “Ours,” he muttered, voice wrecked.
Alina laughed, soft and shaky, and burrowed deeper into us. “Yours.”

Alina’s pulse still hammered against my palm where I held her wrist, counting it down from frantic to slow. I didn’t want to move yet, didn’t want to lose the heat of her skin. But she shivered, just once, a tiny aftershock. That was enough. I eased out from under her carefully, water and sweat making everything slick. Kaiden shifted too, rolling to his back, chest heaving. Alina made a small, lost sound when the cool air hit her damp skin.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” I murmured. I pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, tasting salt and us, then slid off the bed. My legs felt like they’d forgotten how to work, but the bathroom was only ten steps away. I grabbed the thickest towel we owned, soft from too many washes, and the fleece throw from the chair. Kaiden was already sitting up when I came back, gathering her against his chest. Her eyes were half-closed, lashes dark against flushed cheeks. He took the towel without a word, draping it over her shoulders, rubbing slow circles down her arms to chase the chill. I unfolded the throw and tucked it around them both.
She sighed, long and shaky, and burrowed into the warmth. “M’cold,” she mumbled, voice raw.
“I know, Kitten.” I climbed in behind her again, moulding myself to her back. I could feel the tremor in her thighs still, the way her muscles jumped every few seconds with the aftereffects of her orgasm. Kaiden brushed her hair off her forehead, tucking the wet strands behind her ear. “Drink,” he said softly, reaching for the water bottle on the nightstand. He cracked it open and held it to her lips. She took small, grateful sips, throat working, then let her head fall back to his shoulder.

I pressed my lips to the nape of her neck, “You were perfect,” I whispered against her skin. “So fucking perfect.”
A lazy, sated smile curved her mouth. “You two… ruined me.”
“Good,” Kaiden said, voice rough but gentle. He shifted the towel lower, drying the curve of her waist, the dip of her spine.
When the towel was damp and useless, Kaiden tossed it aside and pulled the duvet up from the foot of the bed, still dry on the underside. We wrestled it over the three of us, a clumsy tangle of limbs and quiet laughter. Alina ended up in the middle again, exactly where she belonged.

Outside, the house settled around us, pipes ticking, wind rattling the windowpane. Inside, there was only the soft rustle of sheets and the quiet hitch of Alina’s breath when she finally spoke.
“I love you,” she said, so soft I almost missed it. “Both of you. So much it scares me sometimes.”
Kaiden’s arm tightened around her waist. “We’ve got you,” he said, “Always.”
I pressed my forehead between her shoulder blades, feeling the steady thump of her heart through bone and skin. “Nothing to be scared of, baby. Not with us.”
She twisted just enough to kiss Kaiden, then me, lazy and sweet. When she settled again, her hand found ours under the blanket, squeezing once before her breathing evened out and sleep overtook her.

Ours.