MARIA POV
Henry lifted me effortlessly, like I was something precious and fragile, his grip firm but gentle. Dax followed close behind as we made our way to my bedroom, his silver eyes soft and full of warmth, yet filled with lust and mischief . When we finally reached the bed, they both stopped, exchanging a glance before turning to me, silently asking for permission, a gentle concern in their eyes. My face flushed, my heart pounding, but I nodded, too breathless to form any coherent words.
Dax tilted his head, a small smile playing on his lips, while Henry’s gaze intensified, piercing and magnetic. “We need you to say it, babygirl, do you want us to fell good?” Dax murmured, his voice a soft, grounding whisper in the stillness of the room. “Use your words.” His gentle urging sent a shi
