Epilogue #5
I take a deep breath and force myself to relax. “Okay, okay.” I push Carter away from me, creating an inch of space between our bodies. “No more kissing.”
The growl rumbling from Carter’s chest sounds so dejected, we all burst out laughing, and Sebastian reaches over and kisses Carter instead, redirecting his attention for a moment.
I let my head rest against Troy’s shoulder and kiss the underside of his jaw softly. “I love you.”
He presses a kiss to my temple. “I love you, too.”
When his knot releases and he starts to slip out, he growls at Carter to pay attention.
I want to protest again, because surely it wouldn’t hurt to release at least some of that cum, but Carter kneels between Troy’s thighs and lines himself right up, his cockhead poised at my pussy, the conical tip nudging my swollen clit.
“Ready,” he breathes, staring down between us. “Now, Troy.”
Troy grabs me by the waist and lifts me easily off his shaft.
The slide has me gasping, and for a moment, all I feel is the emptiness left behind by his thick shaft.
Then Carter is there, taking over and hauling me closer to him.
He positions himself, then slides right inside.
If I wasn’t so slick from Sebastian’s and Troy’s cum, I wouldn’t be able to take him like this, because he’s harder than he’s ever been, his long, thick cock so ready for me.
I wrap my legs around his waist instinctively, and when he rocks his hips up to meet mine, we come together, all the way to his knot.
“Oh, fuck.” Carter rests his forehead on mine, his warm breath fanning my face. “Sweetheart, you’re so full of cum already. Sinking in feels like heaven.”
My cheeks heat in embarrassment, but I stamp down on the feeling. “It might not work this cycle. I mean, I might not get pregnant straight away.”
Carter’s cock twitches, growing impossibly harder. “I don’t care. We’ll have fun with this, however long it takes, okay?”
“Yeah.” I take his shoulders and kiss his lips. “But I can’t wait. I want you, Carter. So much.”
He surprises me by getting to his feet, his strong hands on my ass to support my weight. “And I want nothing more than to slam you up against that tree and fuck you senseless, wife, but that would be too rough. You said something about blankets before Sebastian fucked you on the ground?”
Sebastian lets out a choked laugh. “Sorry about that, baby. But you ran from us.”
At the reminder, Troy growls, and Carter rocks his hips up as if he can’t stop himself. The motion impales me deeper, and he nudges the very end of me, stealing my breath.
Carter pins me with a stern glare. “Blankets. Now.”
I shiver, anticipation cresting. I debate for a moment whether I should just have him fuck me against a tree, like he said, but humans really aren’t made for prolonged contact with fir tree bark. I like it rough as much as anyone but I do enjoy having skin on my back.
“I set up a nest in that clearing where you painted that series of impressions this spring, Seb.” I crane my neck to look around, but despite my flashlight, I can’t really tell which way we’re supposed to go. Maybe to the left? “I got a little turned around. Do you know which way to go?”
Sebastian picks up my flashlight and starts off into the forest, and not in the direction I thought we’d go. Carter follows him, and Troy brings up the rear, protecting us as always.
Carter walks carefully so as not to jostle me too much, but with every step, I slide up and down his cock, and soon, I’m panting, clutching at his shoulders to get closer to him.
He’s barely holding it together, too. His chest heaves with shallow breaths, and his claws dig into my naked skin, sending up small flares of pain to temper the pleasure.
“Nearly there,” Sebastian announces. “I can see the fairy lights.”
I glance over my shoulder, and relief courses through me. We’re here, and no animals have gotten into the cooler stocked with snacks and drinks I’d hauled all the way here this afternoon. I’d snuck away right before I had to put on my dress and prepared everything to be as cozy as possible.
But I don’t care about any of that right now—I only want Carter.
He takes the last few steps at a near run, bouncing me up and down his cock, and kneels on the first of the blankets.
He’s careful with me, his arms banded protectively around my back.
He deposits me in the soft nest of pillows, then rears over me.
“You knew we’d want to fuck you immediately, didn’t you?” he growls. He palms my tits with both hands and tweaks my nipples, working them into tight, hard points. “Did you know how crazy we’d be for you if you ran from us?”
I stretch my arms over my head and offer myself to him. “No. I should have. But I thought I’d make it all the way here before you caught me. I’m glad you did, though.” I glance at Sebastian, then Troy. “You fucked me so well.”
Carter takes my thighs and spreads them farther apart, making room for himself. Then he pushes my knees up and back, until I have no leverage at all and I’m open to him. “They did. And now they’ll help me make you come again before I give you my knot.”
Troy kneels on one side of me and Sebastian on the other.
As Carter pulls almost all the way out, then slides back inside me, Sebastian focuses on my breasts, licking and sucking at one nipple while he kneads the other, sending spirals of pleasure through my belly.
Troy reaches between Carter and me and finds my swollen clit with practiced ease.
He rolls his fingertips over it, then pinches it lightly, and I gasp, already hovering right at the edge of a climax.
“You’re a fucking dream,” Carter snarls. “I’ll pump you so full of cum, you’ll be dripping it for days.”
My eyes flutter shut at the pleasure, but I force them open, needing the connection with him.
He snaps his hips forward again, jostling me on the blanket.
My tits bounce, and Sebastian groans as if in pain, so I reach out for his cock and find it hard again, a heavy weight between his legs.
When I do the same for Troy, something clicks in my chest, all the pieces of us fitting together perfectly.
“When we board the plane tomorrow, you’ll have to hold your legs together, wife.
” Carter’s snarls are becoming deeper, his voice so rough, it feels like it’s crumbling away at the edges.
“We’ll fuck you through the night, so every time you even fucking twitch tomorrow, you’ll know your husbands tried to breed you on your wedding night. ”
I cry out, sparks of lust dancing through my veins, sharp and addictive. “Yes! Yes, Alpha, please!”
Carter howls, then fucks me faster, his skin slapping against mine. With all the cum and juices coating my pussy, we’re making obscene, dirty sounds, but no one cares because we’re all focused on one single thing—coming apart together.
My orgasm hits hard, and I curl up from the blankets, screaming in pleasure.
Sebastian comes all over my belly, his body shuddering.
He straightens, one hand on my nipple, the other wrapped around my hand on his shaft.
Then Carter fits his knot inside me and comes, triggering another orgasm that has me sobbing for breath.
Troy presses down on my clit with two fingers, wringing out my climax, his jaw clenched tight as if he’s holding himself back—but he can’t last, not with all our combined magic pulsing through our connection.
He comes hard, rocking his hips forward to fuck my fist. Carter leans over me and licks my neck, sending shudders through both of us.
For long moments, we stay like that, curled together and breathing hard, too limp and tired to move.
I close my eyes and let out a happy sigh as I focus on the three heartbeats thudding through my wedding ring—they’re content, loving, and satisfied.
I know they feel the same from me because our wedding night couldn’t have been more perfect.
Slowly, Sebastian and Troy disentangle themselves, and I direct them over to the basket for some towels and wet wipes, a necessary part of any outdoor picnic that has the potential of ending with wild outdoor sex.
Between kisses and caresses, we all get cleaned up, and Carter rolls us over so he’s lying on his back and I’m sprawled on top of him, still locked on his knot.
“You really thought this through, huh? So many post-sex snacks.” Sebastian laughs when he opens the cooler and finds the cans of chilled soda and a container of cut-up cantaloupe. “Or did you think we’d have a picnic instead?”
I shrug daintily. “I was hoping you’d fuck me senseless first.”
Carter puts his hands on my hips and squeezes me lightly. “You’re not senseless yet. Does that mean we didn’t do our job properly?”
A yawn surprises me, so I cover my mouth with my hand. “Nope, you delivered everything I wanted.”
Sebastian shuffles closer and offers me a piece of the fruit.
They all watch me eat, and my belly warms with the realization that this means something to them, too—that they’re providing for me, not just by fucking me but what comes after, the gentle care I need to come back from a session this intense.
“You’ll be such amazing dads.” The words fall from my mouth without real thought—I’m just too tired to hold anything back. “I can’t wait to meet our baby.”
Troy sucks in a shocked breath, and I can see his apprehension.
Maybe he hasn’t thought that far out. Or maybe it was his instincts driving him forward with this baby planning, but I don’t think he ever considered the fact that he will become a dad if this venture of ours is successful.
A quick glance at Sebastian and Carter tells me they’re imagining similar things—their expressions are unguarded, their eyes wide.