Epilogue
Dante
Iheld Cherish close as we danced to the slow music. She was breathtaking in her long white gown. I brought her fingertips to my lips, kissing each of them as we slowly swayed, not really dancing, just taking up space in the middle of the floor and ignoring everyone around us.
“You look beautiful, baby girl,” I whispered into her ear, then kissed the ring that sat on her finger. The ring that I’d placed there when we’d taken our vows just a few short hours ago.
It had been an argument that had gotten slightly heated when Gage, Ry, and I had discussed who Cherish was going to officially marry. Even though we were all four in a committed relationship, the law would allow only one of us the honor of becoming her husband.
For a while, I thought Ry would become unglued and rip my head off.
It took Gage to promise a marriage of their own to settle him down.
Even though Gage would have liked to have been the one to marry Cherish himself, he had given me a nod and his blessing.
Ry still pouted when he looked at Cherish’s wedding ring, but having one of his own had him keeping the violence to a minimum.
Gage and Ry had stood as my groomsmen, sharing the title of bestman, while Cherish had her old teammate flown in to stand as her bridesmaid.
Cherish had been worried about having family sit on her side of the church, but she quickly realized that family was what you made, not what you were born into.
Her side was filled with the new friends she’d gotten to know in Selene. Melanie and Carly sat in the front row, cheering her on when I bent Cherish over my arm and kissed her breathless after the officiant announced us husband and wife.
“Are you tired yet?” Ry asked as he cut into our dance, giving me a glare before kissing Cherish.
I stood back with my arms crossed, trying not to be irritated that our turn at dancing had been rudely interrupted, while at the same time, eagerly waiting for her answer. I just wasn’t as vocal about it.
Gage walked up to our small group as Cherish smiled slyly up at Ry. “I don’t know, Ry. I may be a little too tired.”
At his open mouthed shock, Cherish giggled. Gage picked her up in his arms, cradling her to his chest the way I wished I could. “She’s fucking with you, Ry. You need to stop being a dick to Dante. You know why he was the best choice to marry her.”
Ry huffed, but smiled anyway. “Yeah, it doesn’t mean I can’t give him a hard time about it.”
I snorted. A hard time. The fucker had been throwing jabs my way ever since we’d all agreed. It was all in good fun, though. He’d even been the one to help me plan the proposal.
Everyone parted as Gage carried our girl off the dance floor. The cake had been cut and eaten, the bouquet had been tossed, and we each took turns dancing. But it was time to leave.
As we walked through the crowd of family and friends, everyone shouted well wishes and congratulations as Cherish waved with flushed cheeks.
Not a single person judged us for our unconventional relationship, and we wouldn’t have given a shit if they had.
When you found the other half of your soul, even if you had to share her, you held onto her.
Our friends and family who watched us marry knew that and accepted it.
Those who couldn’t accept it weren’t wanted or needed in our lives.
We all climbed into the back of the limo that Gage’s parents had rented for us, fighting for a place on the seats through the miles of fabric that made up Cherish’s wedding gown. Her sweet laughter was worth it all.
As soon as the car rolled away, Gage claimed her lips. “You looked beautiful today.”
Ry scoffed as we watched the way Gage worked her mouth in a deep kiss. “She looks beautiful every day.
When Gage finally pulled away and stared down into our wife’s dual colored eyes, he let a small smile play on his lips. “For once, you’re right, Ry.”
I leaned over, taking her hand in mine, unable to resist the sight of her delicate finger with my ring on it. “How do you feel, Mrs. Marino?”
Her chest was heaving as she panted from the kiss.
“I feel amazing.” She looked at each of us, her eyes going glassy.
“Thank you all so much for being my men. I love you all so much.” She blew out a breath, trying to control the tears that threatened to fall.
“I don’t know how I could ever be happier than I am right now. ”
Ry grinned as we looked down at her with love. “I can think of a way to make you happier.” He slid his hands up her legs slowly, inching his way under the dress. He got down on his knees on the floorboard. “Let me make you scream.”
“Ry,” she breathed out as he disappeared under miles of white satin and lace. I glanced over at the divider, ensuring it was closed. I wasn’t a killer, but I would dare any man to listen to our wife cry out in pleasure.
After a long moment, Ry reappeared. “Holy shit, woman. How much fabric is there? I can’t find your pussy.”
Gage chuckled from the other side of Cherish. “It’s a fifteen minute ride, Ry.”
“So? I wanted a taste.”
Gage looked down at our woman. “You created a monster.”
She lifted her hand and ran it over his stubble. “No, honey. I found my monsters.”
Two years later
Cherish
“Ry,” I moaned as he sucked on my clit. There were too many sensations happening all at once, which was pretty typical any time the four of us were all together in a group.
I was on my elbows and knees, doing my best to concentrate on Gage’s cock as it teased my lips. But between Dante’s cock in my ass and Ry under me, supporting my heavy belly while paying close attention to my clit, I wasn’t giving his glorious shaft the recognition it deserved.
Squeezing my eyes closed, I leaned forward again, taking Gage’s cock as deep as my mouth would allow, which, unfortunately, wasn’t much.
He never seemed to mind, though. Pulling off again, I swirled my tongue over the head, then down the side, tracing the largest prominent vein that was pulsing with need as I listened to his groan of satisfaction.
I was a lucky fucking girl.
The three of us had just returned from the cabin.
The secret one that only the family knew about.
When Gage had reluctantly agreed to teach me how to take down the evil women who hurt their children, Ry and Dante insisted that they be a part of the process.
I was never alone. When a woman was brought in for me to dispatch, they were the ones who secured her, then got rid of the body.
The only thing they didn’t do was the actual killing. That was all me.
It was hard at first. Not that I had any qualms about taking a life.
I had already taken the life of my sister’s killer in cold blood.
What I had worried about was if I would eventually turn into the monster I feared —the one who would kill indiscriminately.
But I quickly realized that the guys would never let that happen.
My victim tonight had been a woman who killed her two-year-old son with her drug dealer boyfriend.
While the boyfriend had gone to prison, the woman had ended up with community service in exchange for turning him in.
It wasn’t good enough for me, not after what they had done to the poor boy.
She didn’t deserve to live her life while that baby lay in a casket six feet under the ground.
Most of society would say that it shouldn’t be up to me to decide her punishment. They would say that the law had spoken and we should simply accept that decision. Fuck. That.
“Dante!” I screamed as my body spasmed with the intense orgasm that tore through me. I heard him grunt as his release filled my ass, relishing in the sensation of the pulsing of his cock as he held it still deep inside me.
Ry slid out from under me, and the three of them gently turned me over as my exhausted body went lax.
Gage rose from the bed and took Dante’s place where he had been standing at the end of the bed a moment ago.
He bent down and ran his hands over my rounded belly before placing a kiss over our child that we were expecting in a few more weeks.
We didn’t know who the biological father was, and no one cared.
They were all the fathers. Gage took his thick cock and guided it slowly inside me, pausing to make sure I was comfortable before he started up a slow pace.
I hadn’t been fucked roughly in months, and I missed it, but my men were adamant about being careful with me as soon as the test showed those two pink lines.
I moaned at the fullness as Gage drove into me relentlessly.
My body was still buzzing with aftershocks from the orgasm that Dante and Ry had given me.
It wouldn’t take much for Gage to send me flying over the edge again.
From the look on his face and his tightly coiled muscles, Gage was just as much on the edge as I was.
Ry and Dante stroked over my skin, soothing me, both of them already replete from the orgasms they’d had. Ry had come down Gage’s throat quickly before he’d gone to work sucking on my clit.
That was the dynamic between us. Ry and Gage were still very much in love, their marriage just as solid as the marriage between Dante and me, while the four of us came together to make up a tight unit.
Sometimes I wondered what Mariposa would think about my relationship with the men.
I wondered whether she would approve or if she would have been more like our parents and been disgusted by my choices.
In the end, I knew it didn’t matter. Mariposa had been a beautiful person, and I loved her deeply.
But my life was my own, and I couldn’t live it to make anyone else happy.
At the end of the day, the only thing that mattered was this, right here. The four of us and the love we shared. We came together in an unconventional way. Pain had brought us together, but beauty made us whole.