Epilogue 3
Thea
L an’s mouth found my breast, and I moaned. The pull of his lips sent a shockwave of pleasure through me. If this was how sensitive my breasts were already, the next few months would be fun.
“They’re definitely bigger,” he mumbled appreciatively as Kyril’s fingers dropped below the water and stroked my needy pussy.
“You should lift her out of the water,” Milo said. “Water is a terrible lubricant. And also, we only had the pool cleaned yesterday.”
I heard Kyril mutter something rude behind me, but he lifted us and sat on the edge of the pool, so only our feet touched the warm water. The air felt cool on my overheated skin, even though it was 70 degrees.
“Damn, you look so pretty,” Landon cooed from his position between my spread thighs. “Like an eat-all-I-want buffet.”
“Then dive in because I need to come,” I growled through gritted teeth. If one of these assholes didn’t make me come soon, I planned to file for divorce.
“Lan, don’t let her come yet,” Cassian barked.
I whimpered as Lan licked me, applying just enough pressure with his tongue to push me closer to orgasm, but not enough to throw me off the cliff. He continued to lick and nibble, avoiding my clit completely while Kyril fondled my tits.
“I hate you,” I sobbed as Lan backed off the minute he felt my pussy clamping down on his fingers.
“No, you love me, wifey.”
“Need me to make you come?” Dario whispered on my left. His fist moved below the water, stroking his dick as he watched me squirm helplessly on Kyril’s lap. The Russian’s thick cock throbbed behind me, but he seemed unconcerned.
“She doesn’t need you,” Landon scoffed, his face wet with my juices. “You’re just a fluffer.”
“Err, I think that’s you in this little scenario, stronzo .” Before Landon had time to protest, Dar had shoved him sideways. Lan fell with a splash, soaking me and the patio. Dario smirked and took his place between my thighs.
“Ready, cara ?”
“If you fuck me now, you’re my favorite,” I whispered.
“Hey! Not fair! I was following Cassian’s orders!”
I ignored Landon. Dario pressed his crown against my entrance as Kyril’s arm held me tight. When he pushed inside me, I exploded into a sobbing, incoherent mess.
“Good girl,” Kyril purred in my ear. “Now you’re ready for both of us.”
Dar lifted me and moved us, so I sat astride him while he perched on the edge of the pool. The other three watched with interest as Kyril grabbed a small bottle of lube from a shelf. He lubed up his fingers and moved behind me.
“Relax, kitten.” Honestly, any more relaxed and I’d be asleep. That orgasm had done me in completely. But in the interests of marital harmony, I was more than willing to stick around for more orgasms.
“It should be me doing her butt,” Landon grumbled. “I deserve it after putting up with that ho earlier.”
“You get her mouth,” Cassian told him.
“Hey! I’m still here!” I reminded them, irritated at being treated like a sex toy. But my annoyance faded once I felt Kyril’s finger slip inside me, stretching me.
“That feel good?” he asked.
“God, yes!”
Dar began to move, slowly at first. His lips found mine, and we kissed. I poured all of my love into the kiss, telling him how much I adored him. Adored all of them.
“ Ti amo ,” he whispered when we broke apart.
“ Ti amo ,” I replied.
“ Ti amo ,” Landon repeated as he moved alongside us. Dario scowled but didn’t protest when Lan pressed his cock to my lips.
Kyril pushed slowly into my ass as Landon filled my mouth. The three of them fucked me together. My orgasm built slowly and when I hit my peak, they followed me over the edge with a mix of yells and groans.
I heard Milo grumble about pool hygiene, but then he moved closer and switched places with Landon, while Cassian lifted me away from Kyril and Dar. Cassian filled me with his thick cock and I whimpered as my stretched pussy sparked back to life.
“Good girl,” he purred. “Such a good girl taking my cock so well.”
Milo stared down at me, not quite touching. His cock was rock hard, weeping in anticipation. I smiled back at him, happy he hadn’t disappeared once our little orgy started.
Milo still wasn’t entirely comfortable getting physical with me around the others. He mostly watched or left. He and I made sure to have some alone time at least once a week, and he often slid into bed with me if the others were away.
I flicked my tongue out, catching the pearl of liquid oozing from his crown. Milo groaned and pumped a little harder. So I repeated the action as Cass watched my face.
“She wants to swallow you down,” he told Milo, still focused on me, not his friend. “I can feel her cunt squeezing me so hard at the thought of making you come.”
“Fuck,” Milo groaned.
Dar and Kyril had disappeared to clean up, but Lan watched us, his cock hard again.
“Fuck my mouth, nerd boy,” I begged. “I want to taste you.”
Milo edged closer, close enough to slip an inch inside my mouth. The salty flavor of him burst on my tongue and I opened wider, hoping he’d take the hint. After a moment of hesitation, he pushed a bit further, nudging the back of my throat. I gagged a little, but relaxed enough to take him deeper.
“Good girl.” Cassian’s praise caused a shudder of pleasure to wash over me. I was so close. Close enough that I wanted to take them with me.
I rocked my hips, forcing Cassian to pick up the pace. His fingers gripped my hips tighter, digging into my soft flesh. Milo reached out and stroked my cheek. He smiled down at me.
“I love you, angel.”
“Love you too.” At least that’s what I said in my head. In reality, the words came out all garbled because my mouth was full.
I sucked harder, feeling my orgasm approach fast and hard. Just as I fell apart, Milo came with a muffled groan, spilling into my mouth. Landon grunted and spurted over his abs, some of it hitting Milo, who shuddered in horror at being exposed to Lan’s ejaculate.
Not that Landon cared. He just grinned with satisfaction.
Cassian tensed beneath me and then came with a groan, pulling me close for a kiss, not caring my mouth still tasted of Milo.
“I love you, baby girl.”
“And I love you,” I told him.
“I love you all,” Landon announced.
“I don’t fucking love you. You’re an asshole. The only reason I put up with your bullshit is that Thea would kill me if I murdered you.” Dario sneered. I turned around to see him and Kyril dressed in shorts.
Kyril winked at me. “I’ve drawn you a bath, kitten. And charged your Kindle.”
“I love you,” I called. “You’re officially my favorite husband.”
“Hey! That’s not fair!”
I left them to their stupid arguments and wandered into my bedroom, where a fragrant tub of water awaited me. Along with some delicious pastries and a glass of passion fruit juice.
Now I was no longer as horny, I planned to catch up with my latest book boyfriends: a trio of deliciously sexy wolf shifters who’d rescued a traumatized, abused girl in a snowstorm. It was a very relateable story (for me) and I was looking forward to finding out what the asshole one, Tanner, did next.
As I sank into the water, I reflected on how different my life looked these days.
I’d never expected to find love with five men. Or be a mom with another baby on the way. Lucian and Torrance were dead and buried. My father remained in prison, kept in solitary for his own protection, and thanks to Kyril, Marku and his minions were no longer a threat.
Even the Cantaloa Cartel had agreed to leave us alone.
Not long after we arrived in the US, Santiago Cantaloa reached out to me. We met for breakfast in a luxe hotel in Manhattan. Naturally, the guys all came along for the ride, even though I assured them I could handle it.
Things were tense for a while, but once we realized Santiago had no beef with me, everyone relaxed. Even Kyril.
I opened my Kindle and started reading. Five minutes later, the door opened and Landon waltzed in.
“Room for one more?” He dropped his shorts and climbed into the tub, not bothering to wait for my answer.
“Look up co-dependent in the dictionary,” I grumbled. “You’ll find your name listed.”
“Don’t be mean. I come bearing snacks.” He reached down and pulled a bar of chocolate from his shorts’ pocket.
I took it with a smile. “You’re my favorite husband,” I grinned, twisting around to kiss him. “Now be quiet and let me enjoy my book boyfriends for a while.”
“Lie back, wifey, I got you.”
He slid his fingers into my hair, massaging my scalp as I found my place in the story. Life really didn’t get any better than this.
The end.