로그인Zuri“Where are we even going?” I asked for the third time, letting Ethan pull me across the quad by the hand.“You’ll see.”“You know it’s rude to kidnap someone mid-tryout.”“You’ll thank me.” He grinned over his shoulder, and something about the way he wouldn’t quite meet my eyes told me he was hiding something.We rounded the corner toward the athletic center’s private dining hall, the one usually reserved for booster events and coaches’ dinners, and the second the doors opened I stopped walking entirely.The whole room had been strung with fairy lights, a banner stretched across the far wall reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZURI in gold lettering, and standing beneath it, grinning like idiots, were my two dads.“Oh my God.” My hand flew to my mouth. “It’s my birthday.”“You forgot your own birthday.” Brandon crossed the room and pulled me into a hug, laughing into my hair. “We had to fly across the country for you to remember it.”“I completely forgot, I’ve been so—”“We know, sweetheart.”
ZuriThe gym was packed by the time I got there, girls stretching along the mats, judges’ table set up at the far end with three of the athletic department staff and, unfortunately, Octavia sitting front and center holding a clipboard like she’d been personally deputized to ruin my life.“Oh look who actually showed up.” Jessica’s voice carried from a cluster of girls near the wall. “Didn’t think fatty would have the nerve.”A few girls laughed. I kept my chin up and walked past them toward the sign-in table, refusing to give them the reaction they wanted.“Girls, be nice.” Gabriela’s voice cut through, and I turned, bracing for whatever was coming. Instead she was smiling, warm and easy, like the locker room and the rink and everything else had never happened. “I actually think Zuri’s going to kill it. Let’s give her a real chance.”I stared at her, waiting for the punchline.“What?” She shrugged, all innocence. “People can surprise you.”I didn’t trust it for a second, but there was
ZuriMy phone was going off before I’d even opened my eyes, buzzing itself halfway off the nightstand.“Hello?” My voice came out thick with sleep.“Zuri Marie Sterling.” Jackson’s voice, sharp with worry. “Where are you? We’re standing outside your dorm right now and some girl named Mira just told us you didn’t come home last night.”I shot upright so fast the room spun. “You’re — you’re here? At school?”“We flew in early to surprise you before the anniversary trip.” That was Brandon now, his voice picked up on speaker. “Imagine our surprise instead. Where are you?”“I’m fine, I promise, I just — give me twenty minutes, I’ll meet you. There’s a breakfast place two blocks from campus, The Yellow Door, do you see it?”“We see it.” Jackson’s tone hadn’t softened much. “Twenty minutes.”I was out of bed and grabbing my clothes off the chair before the call even ended, heart hammering. Audric stirred behind me, propping himself up on one elbow, hair a mess.“What’s wrong?”“My dads are h
ZuriI barely had time to catch my breath before Audric’s hand left my ass and shoved between my thighs instead. He kicked my feet apart with one of his, hard enough that I had to grab the porch railing to stay upright. His fingers found me already soaked from Ethan earlier and from everything Audric had just done.He pushed two fingers inside me without warning, rough and deep, curling them hard against that spot that made my knees buckle.“Fuck—” The sound tore out of me before I could stop it. It was too much, too fast, and my body clenched around him on pure instinct.“Whose fingers feel better, Zu?” His voice was low against my ear, still angry, still hungry. “Mine or Ethan’s?”I shook my head, eyes squeezing shut. I couldn’t answer that. I didn’t want to. The truth sat heavy in my chest and I hated how much it scared me.“I can’t…”“Yes you can.” He worked his fingers harder, twisting them inside me until my breath came out in short, broken gasps. “Tell me. Whose feel bet
Audric“What the fuck are you two doing?” I demanded again, refusing to believe what I’d just seen. There had to be another explanation. There just had to be. Because why the hell were they making out under the same table we’d been eating at?The shock lasted only a second before it gave way to something far hotter—anger. It erupted in my chest so suddenly I could barely breathe.Zuri snapped her legs shut, yanking her skirt down, face flooding red.“Jeez, relax.” Ethan leaned back in his chair like this was nothing. “It’s not a big deal.”“Not a big deal?” My voice climbed. “She’s family, Ethan. We grew up with her. This isn’t supposed to happen.”“Why are you acting like we’re not all adults?” Chris said, not even bothering to look apologetic. “She’s fine. Nobody forced anything.”“This isn’t the first time, is it.” I looked between the two of them, then at Zuri, something sinking in my stomach. “How long has this been going on?”“It’s what I wanted.” Her chin came up, def
Zuri “What are you doing?” I whispered, keeping my voice low enough that only he could hear.“You like it,” he whispered back. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement, spoken with absolute certainty. “And I bet you’re wet right now.”Damn.He was right.His hand kept moving, inching upward until it disappeared beneath the hem of my skirt. I parted my legs just a little, inviting him without thinking. His fingertips brushed the soft, sensitive skin high on my inner thigh, so close I could feel the damp heat radiating from my core. I was already soaked, my panties clinging uncomfortably to my swollen folds. When he hooked a finger under the thin fabric and pushed it aside, cool air kissed my exposed pussy. A tiny gasp escaped me before I could swallow it down.“You okay?” Audric glanced over when I made that small, strangled sound trying to disguise itself as a cough.“Fine.” My voice came out higher than usual. “Noodles. Hot.”Under the table, Ethan’s fingers found my slick c
RHEAPain woke me before anything else.Not just the burning across my chest where they’d carved their initials into my skin. That was there, constant and throbbing. But the ache between my legs was worse—a deep, bone-deep soreness that made even the thought of moving unbearable.They hadn’t given
RheaBrandon dove into the water before I could finish. He surfaced a moment later, water streaming down his face and shoulders. His wet hair was slicked back, emphasizing the sharp line of his jaw, the intensity of his eyes. Droplets clung to his skin, catching the light.He looked wild. Primal. D
Rhea “Hey,” I said, the sheepish smile on my face never leaving. “Mi vida.” He reached me, his eyes immediately taking in my appearance. His hands found mine and held them gently. “You look beautiful. That dress—you’re stunning.”The compliment should have made me happy. Instead, it made me wa
RheaGreg found me near the back of the ballroom, his hand landing gently on my shoulder.“There you are, kiddo. Come, there are some people I would like you to meet.” His smile was warm, genuine. “The Harrisons have been asking about you.”The Harrisons. Old money. The kind of people who smiled to







