Chapter Sixty-Four
Marcus, like a calm stillness in the storm. A home for all of us, he was everything. He was home and I could feel how he felt joining us again. It made me feel warm that we had so much between us so quickly.
I realized that this was how it was supposed to be. What our relationships had been building towards since the first moment that I’d met them.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door, my heart fluttering as I took in Louis’ hands, bound above his head. He was hanging from a hook in the ceiling beside the bed. The balls of his feet resting on the floor, I walked closer to him and his eyes met mine and I could see that he’d needed this.
I circled him, taking in his pale toned flesh. He was beautiful. Marcus walked out from the closet, sitting a leather whip on
