He didn’t know what spell had been cast over him this morning. Whether it was the kiss, or the way her body collapsed in bliss like a curtain falling, or the way his heart refused to question the spark that had erupted between them. He only knew that as he looked at Mia - glowing, grounded, giddy - he didn’t feel guilt anymore.

He feltcertainty.

Mia belonged.

Not just in this moment. Not just for a season.

Butwith them.

With him.

Still, the weight of reality lingered just outside the door like an unwanted shadow.

He looked at Marisol and Sarah, who were now curled beside him on either side, both bare, warm, and pressed against him with gentle, protective grace.

“You’re all okay with this,” he said slowly. “And I know now that I am too. But…”

He sighed, running a hand through Mia’s hair as she blinked up at him with sleepy satisfaction.

“But how’s this going to work?”

Mia lifted her head slowly, giving him a teasing smile. “You mean the part where I’m still technically underage?”

He flinched. “That too.”

“Only a few more days,” she whispered triumphantly, holding up fingers like a countdown queen.

Sarah laughed, resting her chin on Bharath’s shoulder. “Are you serious?”

“I’msoserious,” Mia said. “I’m going to count down every single day with redlipstick on your mirror.Or you could be a bad boy like I want you to be right now and just take me now.”

“No”

Marisol giggled, pressing a kiss to Bharath’s neck. “Twelve lipstick warnings incoming.”

Bharath groaned into the pillow behind him. “You’re all insane.”

“We’re yours,” Mia corrected, pouting theatrically before kissing the tip of his nose.

“But that doesn’t solveeverything,” Bharath said. “We still haven’t even figured out how to deal with your mother.”

The mood in the room dipped, just slightly. Not into fear - but into reality.

Marisol let out a slow breath. “Yeah. That’s going to be a war.”

Sarah was quieter. “She barely accepted you. And she doesn’t even know about me yet.”

Bharath looked over at her. “We should’ve told her before any of this. Before today.”

Sarah shrugged, though her eyes were wistful. “Maybe. But… she’ll never see us the way we see each other. Not unless she’sready.And she’s not.”

Mia looked up at him again, serious this time. “I’m not going to rush you,” she said gently. “Not on anything. You set the pace. I’ll wait. Now that I know you love me I don’t mind.”

He looked into her eyes - and again, that spark whispered:She means it.

“But how do wehidethis until then?” he asked. “We live in the same spaces now. We sleep in the same rooms.”

“We adapt,” Marisol said simply. “We’ve done it before.”

Sarah nodded. “We don’t flaunt anything yet. Mia stays at home, occasionally here, with the right excuse. But no more games. No more hiding what thismeans.”

Mia smiled, her voice soft but firm. “And when my birthday hits, I want to scream it from the roof.”

“I’ll be naked on the roof if you want,” Sarah grinned.

“You’ll get us arrested,” Marisol snorted.

“I’ll becheering,” Mia laughed, burying her face back into Bharath’s chest.

His arms folded around her again, holding her close. The laughter slowly gave way to silence - not awkward, butwhole. A silence filled with limbs touching, hearts slowing, sweat drying on skin still drunk from too much affection.

Marisol pressed closer to his side, her lips brushing his ear.

“You’re ours,” she whispered.

Sarah kissed his neck. “And we’re yours.”

Mia lay across his heart, drawing lazy hearts on his chest with her fingertip. “Forever, Bharath.”

They stayed like that - entangled in the afterglow of emotions so strong, they felt carved into the air.

And Bharath?

He didn’t have a plan yet.

He didn’t have every answer.

But for once, he didn’t need them.

He had theirbodiesaround him.

He had theirlovesurrounding him.

And now, he hadMia’s soulpressed against his heart - whispering red-lettered promises he would never forget.

Mia lay draped across Bharath’s lap like she was made to be there - her bare legs tucked around him, her head now resting just under his chin. His arms were still wrapped around her, but they weren’t the only ones. Sarah was at his right, one arm over his chest, her full breasts pressing against his ribs. Marisol had slipped in on his left, her thigh slung across his lap, one knee brushing Mia’s calf.

They were all skin and laughter andheat.

But Mia… Mia was the only one still clothed - barely. Just her cotton thong that was already wet from arousal. Bharath insisted she wear something when he almost penetrated her when she was on him. She refused to get off his lap now. So as a compromise she wore a thong. The smallest one she could find. Bharath didn’t protest anymore. He just squeezed her ass to him, thrilling her as she kissed him passionately. But the fabric between her thighs was thin.Toothin. And every time Bharath shifted beneath her, she could feel the pressure.

The thick, firm pressure.

Her thighs tightened instinctively around him.

Twelve days,she reminded herself. Just twelve. And then he will be in me anytime I want. She would peel her clothes off like the others and wrap herself around him without hesitation. Sit on his lap with his thick shaft impaled inside her like Sarah and Marisol often did. Let him see all of her. Let himhaveall of her.

But until then… this was delicious torture.

“You’re very quiet,” Sarah murmured against Bharath’s ear, her fingers lazily stroking down his chest.

“He’s trying not to explode,” Marisol teased, giggling as she arched her back - her bare body brushing intentionally against his side. “Macho man here is being tested by three very sexy women.”

Mia smirked, shifting slightly in his lap. The subtle grind drew a soft, involuntary groan from Bharath’s throat.

“Oh,” she whispered playfully, leaning in so only he could hear, “I think he likes it when I sit on him like this. I think he’d prefer it like earlier though - with nothing on so he can slip into me.”

Bharath exhaled sharply. “Mia…”

“Don’t worry,” she said sweetly, nuzzling into his neck. “I’m juststimulating your patience.”

Sarah burst into laughter, nearly falling across his chest. “God, we’ve created a monster.”

“I’ve always been like this,” Mia said innocently. “You’re just finally letting me in.”

Marisol shook her head, amused but approving. “She’s not wrong.”

“Iamwronged,” Bharath muttered, his voice cracking as he tried - and failed - to adjust under Mia’s shifting weight.

The girls didn’t stop laughing for a while after that.

Eventually, though, their laughter softened into fondness, and Marisol straightened just enough to look at Mia seriously.

“Now that we’re all on the same page,” she said, “we need to talk about next steps.”

Mia blinked. “What do you mean?”

“I mean school,” Marisol said, her tone shifting toward big-sister-means-business. “You’re going to get into Georgia Tech. That’s not even a question anymore.”

Sarah nodded. “You’re smart, driven, and now you have a personal tutor who literally lives for your success.”

Bharath cleared his throat, gently raising a hand. “Yes, about that-can wepleasetake the tutoring seriously?”

Mia raised her head from his chest and gave him an exaggerated pout.

“No more flirting,” he insisted. “At least during tutoring. I can’t do proofs when you’re twirling your hair, showing me your cleavage and whispering things like‘Is this how you like your variables, papi?’”

Marisol and Sarah erupted again, howling with laughter.

“Ididsay that, didn’t I?” Mia grinned.

“Yes,” Bharath groaned.

“It wasfor science,” she replied cheekily.

“Mia…” he began, but Sarah cut in, resting her chin on his chest.

“We agree,” she said. “Starting now, tutoring is sacred. Eyes on theorems, not thighs.”

Marisol nodded solemnly. “No fun and games until after tutoring.”

“Unless we feel like things are gettingtooserious,” Sarah added with a sly smile.

“Then we reserve the right to tease you again,” Marisol finished.

Bharath groaned as all three of themsealed the promiseby deliberately writhing closer to him, wrapping themselves around him like living silk. He could feel their wetness against him as they ground themselves against him.

“I am not going to survive twelve days of this,” he muttered.

“Youwill,” Mia purred, grinding gently against the rigid outline under her. “And I’ll know exactly how much you missed me every single time I feel you throb under me.”

He let out a strangled sound that only made the girls laugh harder.

“You’re evil,” he said to her.

“I’myoursmind and soul,” she whispered with a kiss to his jaw. “And soon with my body as well papi.”

They quieted again. The moment stretched warm and long between them.

“We can’t tell the others yet,” Sarah said gently. “The rest of the group.”

“No,” Bharath agreed. “Not until it’s official.”

“Publicly,” Marisol added, “it’ll still be you, me, and Sarah.”

Mia nodded slowly, brushing his chest with her fingertips. “Private truths, public patience.”

“Exactly,” Sarah said. “We protect each other. And Mia gets to stay our secret… for now.”

Bharath met her gaze and nodded. “Thank you.”

They all leaned in for kisses then - not frantic, but affirming.

Marisol kissed him first, deeply and without urgency. Then Sarah, slow and sure. Then Mia, the newest star in his galaxy, soft and full of promise.

When they pulled back, the warmth hadn’t left them.

Only settled.

“New rule,” Marisol said, stretching her arms over her head lazily. “Anytime we need to have a serious family meeting…”

“We do it like this,” Sarah finished, gesturing to the pile of bare limbs.

“Naked,” Mia agreed, sighing contentedly. “Except me. For now.”

Bharath closed his eyes and let their bodies anchor him again.

All around him were lips, skin, laughter, promises. And under Mia’s thong, a fire that would burn a hole through his will if he wasn’t careful.

But despite it all - the complications, the waiting, the pressure in his lap - he felt at peace.

“Twelve days papi,” Mia whispered into his skin, as his heart beat steady beneath her.

Bharath didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. They were already whole. He just hugged all his women to him as they sighed contentedly in his arms wrapped around him.

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