Epilogue
Ben
“ Are you sure you’re up for this today, Mina?” I ask as I pull her into my lap and turn us to my computer screens.
“Yep, I want to get this over with, this is the last one,” she says confidently, making me smile as I click on the folder containing the photos.
“You know the drill, you tell me when you recognize someone.” She nods her head and I start scrolling through the images of men, my hand firmly planted under her shirt, on her stomach.
This is the fifth, and thankfully, final person we need to track down. It hadn’t sat well with us that there were other men out there that had hurt and touched our girl. With her agreement, we decided we needed to bring them to justice.
So with her help of names and places, we started the painstaking journey of looking through driver’s license photos of possible suspects. Some were easier to find than others, depending on what Mina knew about them. But we’d tracked down four of the five so far, only one more to go. And this one is definitely the hardest as she didn’t know the city she was in at the time she met him.
Mina thought we were handing the information over to the police. But we didn’t want to put her through all those trials. It was bad enough she had to go through Jeff’s and Paul’s. Jeff only got four years for what he did to her, but Paul, he was a convicted serial killer. Not only that but many of his victims had been children, since their ages matched Mina’s throughout the past fifteen years.
Atlas said he could call in a favor and get him taken out in prison. But we decided being there was a worse punishment than death. Most inmates, although convicted criminals themselves, don't take well to child killers.
After seeing Jeff’s sentencing was only four years, we decided not to report them. Instead we gave their info to The Undertakers . A group of assassins who work from the shadows to help clean up where the authorities' hands are tied.
We don’t know for certain that they killed the four men whose names and details I gave them through the dark web. But I do know that each of them have gone missing within a week of me uploading their names.
Is what we’re doing morally wrong? I like to think it’s not since we’re not doing any killing ourselves, as much as we might like to. But we don't want to drag Mina around as we hunt them down. Nor do we want their deaths to tie back to her in any way.
“There!” she exclaims, pointing to a photo on my screen. I read the name and smile. Well, Mr. Adam Daniels, looks like your time has just run out.
Mina
“Max! Don’t you dare!” I say nervously, holding both palms out to him in the universal sign for stop. But it doesn’t stop him as he lunges for me, easily throwing me over his bare shoulder and he stomps towards the water.
“I’ll teach you to tease me!” he exclaims as we approach the lake.
“No, it’s too cold, please please! I’ll do anything!” I beg, trying to wiggle my way free from his grip on my thigh.
But he slaps my ass making me squeal. “Nope, you knew what you were getting yourself into every time your little hand grazed my cock.”
So maybe I had been overly flirty with him today. With all of them really. But I couldn’t help it, it was our third annual camping trip and something about being out in nature with them turns me on. Maybe because we always ended up having crazy hot camping sex. Or maybe it’s being surrounded by nature with no distractions. Or it could be seeing my seven ripped, handsome husbands chopping logs and pitching tents.
Whatever the reason, camping had become my favorite thing to do with them. The lingering looks, the constant touches. So when Max was tasked with cooking dinner tonight, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. Every time his eyes would meet mine I’d blush, wondering if he knows what I’m thinking. I kept making excuses to pass him, my hand or ass accidentally grazing his groin, hoping he’d stop cooking and take me right then and there.
So when he said I knew what I was doing, he was right. But he didn’t do it when I was waiting for it. He waited for me to drop my guard before coming for me. I just didn’t think it would end with him throwing me in the lake. I thought it’d end with my back against the tree as he pounded into me.
Suddenly, I’m lowered into his arms and he smiles down at me mischievously. We’re standing at the edge of the lake and I grip his arms, hoping if he throws me in, at least I’ll take him with me.
“Alright, trouble. You have two options. Option one, I throw you in the lake. Op—”
“Option two!” I say, cutting him off.
“You don’t even know what it is,” he laughs.
“Doesn’t matter, it’s gotta be better than that cold lake,” I tell him hopefully.
“Alright, you asked for it.” He turns and carries me back to the campsite as Daisy barks, excitedly running along beside us, wanting to get in on the fun she’s sure we’re having.
“Alright guys, she chose option two,” he tells the others as he carries me into camp.
“Fuck yeah!” Tucker exclaims as he starts undoing his belt.
My eyes widen. “Umm… Max? What exactly did I agree to?”
Tucker starts laughing. “You didn't tell her?”
“She didn’t give me the chance,” Max says, dropping me to my feet in front of the picnic table.
“Oh, Sugar, you should have taken option one. ”
“Why?” I ask with wide eyes as I see all seven of my men look at me with predatory gazes.
“Because,” Max says, grabbing the hem of my shirt and ripping it over my head. “Option two is each of us getting a piece of you, all over this campsite.”
“And you thought I’d have a problem with that?” I ask in amusement as Max yanks my pants down and pulls off his own clothes as fast as he can, eyeing my body as he goes.
“Did I forget to mention that you don’t get to come?” He asks right before he spins me around and pushes my chest down to the table. He pulls my panties aside and sinks two fingers into my wet core, making me gasp as he groans.
I feel his hard cock run up and down my ass crack as he works me up quickly. “Fuck, baby. You got me so hard, I can’t hold back for much longer. I’m gonna come so fast in this juicy pussy of yours.” His fingers retreat and his cock replaces them, filling me up as I cry out.
He places one palm on my back and the other squeezes my ass as he pushes himself all the way in. He growls as he holds himself there for a moment before pulling back and slamming into me. I cry out from the dual sensations of being fucked by him while being pressed into the unforgiven wooden table.
My core starts to tighten as he cries out and his hot cum shoots inside of me. Just as I’m about to reach my own peak he pulls out of me and pinches my clit.
“Ah!” I say, trying to squirm away from him, which only makes him chuckle as he presses his chest to my back and hugs me. I relax with a sigh, as his warm, sated body melts against me .
“Alright, lemme at her,” Tucker says right before Max is pulled off of me. He pulls me up and turns me to face him. He’s shirtless, wearing only his cowboy hat and jeans that are unbuttoned and showing off his trimmed happy trail.
I lick my lips in appreciation. It’d recently come to his attention how much I like seeing him shirtless in his cowboy hat. It’s led to some fun bedroom times where the hat is the only thing he has on.
“You ready for me, Sugar?”
“Always,” I whisper right before his lips crash into mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he hoists me up by my bare ass as my legs circle his waist. He tries to devour me with the kiss, our tongues clash as I try to fight for dominance.
I feel a warm body against my back and break the kiss to see Tucker has pressed me against Ben’s naked body, where he stands against a tree for support.
“Hi, Princess, you think you handle us both?”
“Will you let me come?”
“Nope,” he says, a grin splitting his face before he kisses me. Tucker starts working my clit as Ben’s hands find my chest. He pinches my nipples softly, making them instantly hard for him.
Tucker pushes my panties further to the side then I feel his hard cock push into me. I turn my face back to him as I moan and he seals his lips to mine, his tongue demanding entrance.
Ben’s hand moves down and collects some of the wetness dripping from me to lube both him and my ass. He presses two fingers into me, pumping them in and out until I’m sufficiently primed for him, then he slowly sinks himself into me .
“Oh my god!” I cry out at the fullness. They hold me between them, unmoving as I adjust. But Tucker doesn’t stop kissing me and as their hands keep caressing my body, I’m worked up and begging for them in no time.
“Please! Move!”
They waste no more time as they start alternating thrusts. How was I supposed to not come when they were working me up so fast? Every time Tucker presses all the way in, he pushes against my clit, and the way Ben’s fingers are strumming over my nipples has me soaring towards my peak.
“I’m almost there,” Ben growls near my ear. I should tell them I am, too. I know I’m not supposed to come yet, this was supposed to be a punishment after all, but my need for release overtakes my brain and when Ben’s teeth clamp down on my shoulder, I explode.
I scream as my entire body convulses, which sends both of them over the top as well, their releases spilling into me as I shake between them. Tucker pulls out of me first as he grips my chin and forces me to look up at him.
“My naughty girl. You weren’t supposed to come, now were you?” I bite my lip, a little nervous about what my punishment might be, but Ben distracts me by sucking on my neck. I angle my head away from him, to give him more access.
Tucker gives me a knowing look as he steps back. Suddenly, Dom is in front of me. He reaches out and trails a finger up the center of my chest as he speaks. “Kitten, I thought you were my good girl?”
“I am,” I whisper in desperation. The need to please Dom, in all aspects of our life, has never dimmed. Over the past two years, there’s been many times where I’m overwhelmed with indecision. Dom has stepped in every time to help me. Whether it’s what to order at a restaurant, what to wear or whether I should go see my therapist. He always knows what I need, and letting him make those decisions for me, lets me free up my mind and relax. It was like a weight being lifted off my shoulders.
So, when he calls me his good girl, I preen, wanting to make him happy. Praise from Dom was like being showered with sunshine after a stormy day.
“You didn’t take your punishment. Does that sound like a good girl to you?” He asks as his hand circles my throat gently.
“I… I didn’t come with Max. Doesn’t that count?” I ask, knowing it doesn’t, but hoping to get out of it.
“You know you were supposed to last through all of us. But if you want to be my good girl again, you can make it up to me.”
“How?” I ask immediately, willing to do whatever it takes.
“Don’t come through the next four of us, and then we’ll reward you.”
“Okay, I can do it,” I tell him, nodding my head, even though I doubt I can. He smirks at me as if he knows exactly how hard this is going to be for me.
He gently pulls me off of Ben’s dick then bends down and scoops me up his arms, carrying me away.
I see a naked Atlas standing on a blanket and raise my eyebrows in interest. What exactly do they have planned for me?
I’m placed on my feet as Dom points to Atlas hard cock and commands, “suck.” I obey, instantly dropping to my knees and gripping him in my hand. I give him a few good licks before I swallow him down. His fingers move to my head as he helps guide my pace. Giving them blowjobs always turns me on. I have no idea if that’s normal for women but I often find myself doing this in bed, rubbing my core against their leg to get myself off at the same time as them. But since Atlas is standing right now, I have no way to alleviate the growing need between my legs.
I hear the flick of Atlas’s switchblade right before it skims my hip as he cuts my panties clean off me. My bra is unclasped and it drops to the blanket beneath me, letting my breasts hang free.
Using my other hand I squeeze his balls, gently scratching the underside the way he loves. After a few minutes, Dom pulls me back against him as he kneels behind me. Atlas drops to his knees, like us, then I’m pushed down to my hands to resume his blowjob.
As I greedily suck him down, Dom grips my ass cheeks and lines up his hard cock with my pussy. Since I’m so wet, he doesn’t need to prep me at all before he’s sliding all the way in, making us both moan.
He doesn't waste his time thrusting in and out of me at a fast pace. With every thrust, I’m pushed fully onto Atlas and it takes no time at all for the two of them to start swearing as their climaxes approach. With Dom taking me from this angle, there is no stimulation on my clit, something I’m grateful for right now, because if anyone was to touch me there, I’d explode.
Moments later, Dom’s fingers dig into my ass as he releases himself in me, with Atlas right on his heels. I swallow as fast as I can, but the sheer volume has me almost choking. When he finishes and pulls out of me, he tilts my chin up as he bends down, swiping the leaking cum from my chin and shoving it in my mouth. I suck his finger and his eyes heat.
“Good girl,” he murmurs as he repeats the action until my face is clean of his release.
“Yes, she is a good girl, isn’t she?” Dom asks, circling his arms around me to pull me into an upright position against him again. He kisses my cheek as he hugs me, swaying us back and forth. “You okay, Kitten?” he whispers quietly.
“Yeah, just… needy.”
He chuckles at my pain. “Don’t worry, just two more, then you can come, baby.” He kisses me again then Jasper is there, lifting me up as I wrap my arms and legs around him.
“I got you, Angel,” he tells me as I melt into him. We push through the flap of the tent and I’m placed on top of a pile of our blankets and sleeping bags. When I glance up, I see Gideon there, tying back the flaps of our giant tent as the others, now all clothed, to my dismay, move to the entrance, watching me with varying degrees of smiles and smirks.
Gideon and Jasper pull their shirts off in unison on either side of me, making my eyes bounce back and forth between them both, unsure where to look. Gideon undoes his belt and pulls his pants off as he stares at me. I lick my lips as I stare at his perfect body, wondering how I got so lucky. I slowly reach out and run my hands down his abs until I reach his cock, gripping it firmly and making him grunt.
He grabs my hips and lies back, pulling me to a seated position on top of him, his hard cock between us. I rock my hips against him, rubbing my core along his shaft. I could probably come just from this motion alone within sixty seconds.
“Not yet, Love,” he reminds me, making me growl in frustration. “Ride me,” he requests as he helps lift my hips. I hold his cock to my entrance as he lowers me onto him. I gasp at the sensation. He is so long, and at this angle he reaches somewhere deep inside me.
I start to rock my hips against him and he helps me, his grip on my hips firm and strong. I lean back slightly and he reaches a whole new angle. I can’t believe they aren’t going to let me come yet. This is pure torture .
“Look at me, Love,” Gideon begs, and I look down at him, placing my hands on his chest as I start to thrust harder and harder. “Yes! Baby, yes, just like that, keep going!” he begs and as he gets close to his peak, I feel myself getting there right along with him. That is, right until Dom reaches over my shoulder and slaps one of my breasts.
“Ouch!”
“Just trying to help, baby.” I glare at him over my shoulder but I’m actually grateful as I was seconds away from climaxing. The slap was hard enough to push me back from the edge.
I look back down at Gideon and resume my thrusting and a few seconds later he groans out his release. When I’m sure he’s finished, I carefully pull myself off of him, rolling to the side and onto my back.
I gasp as Jasper suddenly appears on top of me, thrusting himself into me in one long thrust. “Jasper!” I cry out in surprise and pleasure.
“Sorry, Angel, but watching you with all of them has made me hard as steel. I need you.”
“You have me,” I whisper, pulling his mouth to mine. He devours me as his thrusts increase in speed. I moan against him. His chest brushing my nipples plus the pressure of his thrusts against my clit have me seconds away from coming.
“Jasper, I-I’m gonna come!” I cry with worry, not wanting to disobey them again.
“Just a few more seconds, Angel. Wait for me, then you can come all over my cock while I fill you up.”
“Not helping!” I cry, his dirty talk making me more likely to come then hold me back.
“Almost… there… fuuuck!” he cries, and the second I feel his heat spill inside me I come undone. He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth as I shake and convulse underneath him. He starts thrusting again and before the first one’s even done, a second orgasm rolls over me. I scream until my voice gives out and Jasper finally slows his movement.
He rolls off of me and pulls me to his side and we pant heavily. “Jesus Angel, the way you were strangling my cock…” he trails off, unsure of how to end that thought.
“I love you, Jasper,” I tell him, kissing his chest.
“I love you, too, Angel.”
I smile as I snuggle against him, feeling completely exhausted and sated.
Every time with each of my guys is as good, if not better, than the last. I expected the heat between us to die down a bit but it’s been over two and a half years and it doesn’t appear as if we will be slowing down any time soon.
I never expected life could be this good. Being surrounded by people who love me and only want the best for me. Keeping me protected while also letting me become my own person. There is nothing they wouldn’t do for me, nor I, them. And I’m so happy that I get to spend the rest of my life with them. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Ahem.” My eyes fly open and I tilt my head, realizing everyone is still standing in the doorway to the tent, watching me in amusement.
“Umm… yes?” I ask, unsure if I’m forgetting something.
Tucker and Max laugh but Dom shakes his head at me.
“Oh Kitten, you didn’t think you were done, did you?”
“I—” My eyes bounce between the five of them standing in the doorway, because, yes, I did think we were done, but I’m not about to admit that.
“Don’t you want your reward? For being a good girl. ”
“What is it?” I ask with interest.
“Since you wait to come, now you get to come with each of us.”
My eyes widen as I realize what he’s saying. I’m exhausted, sated and… “You’re each going to fuck me again, until I come? With each of you?”
“Yes, is there a problem, Kitten?”
“That’s… That’s seven orgasms, Dom. I don’t think I have that in me.”
“Well, that sounds like a challenge if I’ve ever heard one. You boys ready?”
“Yep!” Is echoed around the room as I lick my lips and stare at them with wide eyes, not quite believing them and not sure if I’m excited or nervous about this new challenge.
But as each of them climbs over me and brings me to my peek, I realize that it doesn’t matter. When it comes to my guys, I’m more than happy to spend the rest of life challenging them if this is the result.
The End
Thank you so much for reading the Shattered Silence Duet! I hope this book fulfilled your expectations after that doozy of a cliffhanger!