Epilogue
Quinn
A smile crossed my face as I watched three small children run through the front yard. Keith stood at the grill, flipping burgers while Taven sipped a beer by his side. There were others in the yard; seven new members had joined the club, and we were hosting a family day.
I jumped a bit as a hand pressed gently against my back. Zane leaned in for a kiss. I kissed him back eagerly and smiled down at the beautiful ring on my finger.
Keith and Taven sold their trailer shortly after the trial, and Zane rented out the house. The four of us pooled our money and bought a three-bedroom home in the country. Six months later, Zane got down on one knee and asked for my hand in marriage. The men decided on legality; it would make the mortgage and taxes easier if I was married to one of them. At first, I wanted to decline, but all three men were on board. The moment I said yes, I was presented with yet another pleasant surprise. Keith and Taven had finally decided to make their relationship public. They feared their sexuality would cause them to be kicked out of the club altogether, but the entire nation of Phantom Raiders attended their wedding.
On paper, I was Mrs. Zane Rogers. In my heart, I belonged to all three men, and they belonged to me. The dynamics of our relationship stayed the same.
Everything was perfect. The club was growing, and I got to keep the men I loved. Come hell or high water, I planned on keeping them for the rest of my life. I would live happily ever after with all three of my little piggies.