Epilogue II
(You didn’t think I’d leave you hanging, did you?)
HAYDEN
Sawyer’s searching tongue drove even deeper, his lips buzzing around my swollen, throbbing clit.
In the flickering firelight my hands rolled further into that thick, luxurious hair.
I was on the verge now, the very edge. He’d kept me there longer than Carter had, maybe because he was enjoying himself so much.
If he didn’t stop soon, I might actually drown him.
FUCK.
My eyes slowly closed, as I focused on exploding around him.
His mouth was so much different than Carter’s.
His technique was brute force, whereas Carter had more finesse, more delicious angles of attack.
He’d already made me come so hard that my thighs hurt from squeezing against the sides of his head.
I’m sure the back of his neck hurt too, from all my uncontrolled clawing as I struggled to bring him even deeper inside me.
As hard as Sawyer went with his talented mouth, he managed to reach all the right places.
It was like he was right there inside my head, coaching himself, willing himself to make perfect transitions.
He knew when to push, when to drive deeper, and when to back off.
He was also incredible at timing that mouth with his amazing fingers, which at the moment, were just what I needed to reach my goal.
Yessssssss…
I came, thrashing wildly, grinding hard against his beautiful face.
Sawyer had both hands firmly planted on the globes of my ass.
He used them to keep his tongue planted right on my button, never letting up, allowing me to control the friction.
It was all I needed to bring myself off, his hand trapped between my legs as I screamed and pulsed, again and again, around those wonderfully thick fingers.
It was heaven, being devoured by them. The skimpier I dressed, the more often I was thrown down and consumed like some decedent dessert.
I learned to love it so much I swiftly got addicted to it, and wanted it all the time.
Sometimes, while watching TV, I’d roll my panties down when one or more of them wasn’t looking.
I press them into my nearest boyfriend’s hand — or sometimes, even his mouth — and it wouldn’t be long before I was on my back, thighs pushed apart, sighing happily as they inhaled me.
Bodie was slowly kneading my breasts, his thumbs rolling circles around my nipples as I returned to planet earth.
He’d held me the whole time, and continued to hold me as Sawyer guided his thickness between my legs.
I was still trembling from my latest climax when he pushed inside.
Together, we watched, in a lust-fueled daze, as he sank all the way into me.
“Holy fuck...”
Sawyer’s lips moved, but I don’t think he knew he was even speaking.
He was too lost in the moment, enjoying that sweet feeling of burying himself all the way to the hilt.
He began pumping me deep, and Carter moved to my side.
He began kissing one side of my neck, while Bodie dropped his chin and pressed his lips to the other.
Unreal.
That was the only way to describe it. Over my dinner dates with Amy, I’d tried many times. Our friendship had finally grown strong again, after long months of healing. And while it might never be the same as it once was, I valued her insight, and treasured the sisterly bond we still shared.
Still, there was no way to convey the level of goosebumps you felt when two men were kissing you at once, up and down your neck, or passing your lips back and forth between them.
Especially while a third man, slowly fucking you the entire time, pushes your legs over his shoulders to get an even deeper angle.
I spent the next several minutes wallowing in ecstasy, congratulating myself for my life’s choices, and thanking God I’d picked the right bar to flee into.
In a way, Cole had been responsible for delivering me into the arms of the three men I loved more than anything in the world.
I counted it as the one amazing thing he actually did right, other than choose to disappear completely, and never involve himself in our lives again.
I rolled back against him as I took Sawyer’s load, smiling evilly at the look of pure rapture in his handsome face as he filled me from within.
Carter continued kissing me for another agonizing minute, leaving my pussy tantalizingly empty, before climbing up on the couch and shoving himself home.
I counted my blessings some more, as the boys rocked me back and forth between them.
Bodie had shimmied out of whatever he’d been wearing, and began feeding me the front half of his rock-hard erection over my shoulder, while still holding me in his lap.
I loved these men; equally, unconditionally, and without reservation. It never once occurred to me that I couldn’t have all three of them. Not after they told me they loved me back, and intended upon sharing me — and whatever beautiful future the four of us built — together, as one.
“Tell us you’re going to marry us…”
Bodie murmured the words into my ear, straining forward so I could keep blowing him. It made me so hot, I popped him from my mouth for a breathless:
“Yes…”
“You’ll be our bride,” he continued. “Our wife.”
“Yes!”
Legally, that could be an issue. But emotionally, physically, and in every other way?
I was all in.
“The mother of our children,” Bodie went on. “And we’re going to want a lot of children.”
He was holding me now, gently turning my head so I could watch as Carter pistoned in and out of me. He was going harder, driving faster and deeper. Dreamily I looked into his eyes, and knew that every word his friend was speaking was absolutely true.
“I’ll have your babies,” I sighed, smiling. “All of them. As many as you—”
Carter came with a loud series of grunts that were so intense you could easily mistake them for pain.
His features bunched together, as his face pulled tight in the throes of climax.
I held his gaze her he surged into me, his strong hands gripping my thighs while he filled me up for the second time.
“Do you have any idea how pregnant you’re going to be?” Bodie whispered, running a lingering hand down my stomach. “With the three of us tag teaming that warm, fertile womb?”
The visual made me chuckle, but it also made me hot all over. I was on the pill now, and it had been working wonders so far. But the second I went off of it…
“You’ll look beautiful, pregnant,” he breathed. “And when this belly gets all big and swollen, none of us will be able to keep our hands off you.”
“You can’t keep your hands off me now,” I sighed contentedly. “I could only imagine if— OH!”
My words became a strangle gasp as Bodie lifted me up, spun me around, and set me right down into his naked lap. His throbbing cock jutted upward like some beautiful sculpture. It felt enormous as he impaled me on it, holding my hips to keep me steady and safe.
“Fuckkk…” I murmured, burying my face in his neck.
“What’s that, Angel?”
I sank all the way down, then rolled my hips tentatively. Before I could fully enjoy myself, I had to make sure he was all the way in.
“I love you,” I breathed, pulling back to hold that handsome face in my hands. “I love the three of you so… fucking… much.”
I rode him face to face, kissing him deeply as another two mouths closed over my neck. I reached back and my fingers found Carter’s hair. My other hand was guided downward, between Sawyer’s legs. Somehow, he was already hard again.
I was a lucky, lucky girl.
“You really are our Angel,” I heard Carter growl. “You know that, right?”
I turned to kiss him, our tongues dueling hotly as Bodie switched to nibble my ear. I nodded slowly, while still bouncing up and down.
“Yesssss.”
I might be their Angel, but at the moment I felt more like a princess. And these were my handsome princes; three of them, all ready to throw me on the back of a brilliant white horse, and take me to their shining kingdom.
Unable to hold off a second longer, Bodie’s body went rigid, his long fingers digging even deeper into the flesh of my hips. Somewhere inside me a bomb went off, thumping and throbbing away. It flooded me with warmth and happiness, as I clutched him tightly against my chest.
And as he buried that handsome face in the warm valley of my tits, I realized…
I didn’t care where in the world that kingdom might be.