40. Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty
Evie
“ I can’t believe you’re getting married,” Jenna said as she tucked the final wayward curl back into my simple updo.
How she’d managed to get it to stay without a hundred bobby pins and a whole can of hairspray, I didn’t know, but I was grateful. Something told me that my guys weren’t going to be very patient when it came to undressing me later today.
It was my own fault. I was the one who, after our quickie at the wedding reception last week, suggested that we wait to have sex until after they officially claimed me in front of the MC.
“It’s not technically a wedding,” I reminded her. “And usually, they don’t even do ceremonies.”
“It’s a marriage,” Isabel said firmly. “We all know that if it was legal for you to marry all three of your men, none of you would hesitate.”
That had been my choice too. The guys had said that they’d agree to whatever form of commitment I wanted. Marrying one and referring to the other two as my partners. Engagement to two and marriage to one. A handfasting ceremony for me and each of the men. Since they, obviously, weren’t with each other, we didn’t have to deal with the kind of complications a lot of other poly groups did, but I told them that I wouldn’t feel right, making it legal with only one of them. If I couldn’t marry all three of them, I didn’t want to marry any of them.
“One day,” Jenna said as she lightly kissed my cheek. “One day, the only requirement for marriage will be that everyone is a consenting adult.”
I hoped she was right, but I wasn’t about to wait for it. I didn’t need the government to acknowledge what we were to each other. I just needed the people we loved to see it.
“Ready?” Isabel asked.
I nodded as the butterflies in my stomach gave a little flutter of anticipation. I didn’t have even a hint of nerves as we left the room that had become mine and headed for the main room of the clubhouse. We were in the process of building a house for the four of us on the property, but for right now, all of our rooms were either across the hall or next door to each other and that would work just fine. Nothing about this was conventional, after all.
As I came down the last step and saw what was waiting for me, my heart caught in my throat. Not only were all of the Thunder Riders—including Sweeper—and the old ladies there, but Sue Bradshaw sat right at the front next to Nona, who’d insisted on staying in Bedford until the ceremony. She’d been telling anyone who’d listen that she was responsible for all of this, and I wasn’t about to contradict her. What I hadn’t expected was the rest of Isabel’s family to be there. Her parents and brothers didn’t exactly look comfortable, but the fact that they were supporting us when I knew this didn’t make sense to them meant volumes.
“You have family,” Jenna whispered as she squeezed my hand. “Always.”
I waited until she and Isabel took their seats next to Sue before I made my way over to where the guys stood. There was no wedding march, no attendants or fancy decorations. The guys wore nice jeans and tight black t-shirts with their cuts while I was wearing a simple, but pretty, baby-blue dress that showed off all my best features. Hardly what I’d pictured my wedding to look like.
It was so much better than I could’ve imagined, and it was all because of my men and the love in their eyes when I took my place in front of them.
Judge was waiting there. Usually, if an old lady wanted a ceremony of some kind, the club president would do it, but since Levi was one of the ones involved, the four of us had asked Judge if he’d do the honors.
“We’ve never been ones to follow tradition,” Judge began. “But this is a new one for us. Claiming an old lady isn’t something we take lightly, and having three of our brothers choosing to share one says that this young lady is a special one.”
“Damn straight she is,” Nona said in what I was sure was supposed to be a quiet comment to Isabel.
A ripple of amusement went through the group, and my heart swelled with emotion. Laughter and love. That’s what I wanted for the rest of my life, and that’s what I’d have thanks to these people.
“Levi, Mason, and Tucker Bradshaw, you’ve chosen to make a claim on Evelyn Hayes. With that claim, do you promise to love and honor her in the way you saw your father love and honor your mother?”
I heard Sue catch a breath, and I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye. Since we weren’t doing things traditionally, the guys and I had told Judge a few things we wanted him to say.
“I do,” Levi said firmly.
“Forever.” Mason’s fingers brushed against the small of my back.
“Damn right,” Tucker added.
“And do the three of you promise to protect her with everything you are, putting her before everyone and everything else?”
“Every day for the rest of my life.” Levi’s voice was steady, without a hint of hesitation.
“Fuck yes.” Mason’s answer got another round of chuckles.
“Always.” Tucker reached out to lightly touch my arm.
Judge looked at me. “Evelyn Hayes, for some reason, you’ve decided to take on the burden of not one, not two, but all three Bradshaw brothers. Three of the best Thunder Riders, the best men, I’ve ever known. Do you promise to love them even when they fuck things up—because they will—and give them the support they need to be the good men they are?”
“Yes.” I kept it simple, knowing the lump in my throat wasn’t going to allow for much in the way of words.
“And do you promise to patch them up when they get hurt, and give ’em a good thump in the head when they do something stupid?”
I laughed and nodded. “Yes.”
“Anyone here got anything to add?” Judge looked around the room.
I knew I wasn’t the only one waiting for Nona to say something, but to our surprise, she didn’t.
“All right then,” Judge said. “Since I ain’t no preacher and we don’t got any paperwork or shit like that to sign, let’s just give these four some congratulations and get to the food and the booze.”
We made it a whole thirty minutes before Levi finally muttered “fuck it” and scooped me up in his arms. I burst out laughing, my face burning as cheers broke out. I pressed my face against his shoulder, letting him carry me up to his room as Tucker and Mason followed. We wouldn’t always sleep in the same room, but for tonight, the four of us wanted to be together and Levi was the only one who had a bed even remotely big enough.
By the time Levi set me on my feet, the door was closed and locked, and it was the four of us together again.
“Before we start anything,” Mason said, “are you sure you’re good with what we talked about?”
I reached behind me and unzipped my dress, holding it for just a moment as I answered his question. “I’ve been dreaming about taking all three of you, skin to skin, nothing between us, ever since you guys brought up sharing me.”
I let the dress drop and showed my husbands the delicate blue lingerie I wore underneath.
“Fuck me,” Mason said. “You had that on the whole time?”
I slowly slid my hands along my sides, the silk and lace combination soft against my palms. The way it pushed up my breasts was almost like a corset, giving me plenty of lift. Then there were the panties, tied to the top with a few ribbons that were almost as wide as the scraps of fabric barely covering the bare skin between my legs.
“Hellcat.” Levi’s voice was rough. “Did you shave your pussy?”
I turned, letting them see the tiny thong resting between my cheeks.
“For this,” I said, “I waxed.”
Those, apparently, were the magic words, because my men stripped so fast that my head spun. Or that could’ve been from Levi tossing me onto the bed and going to his knees at the edge.
He gave me a hungry look as he threw my legs over his shoulders, pulled the crotch of my outfit aside, and buried his face in my pussy. I cried out the moment his tongue touched me, the sensation so much more intense with my skin bare, flesh still extra sensitive from the waxing.
I writhed as Levi feasted on me, but my ability to move didn’t last long. After only a minute or two, Tucker and Mason joined me on the bed and began their own devouring.
It was all hands and lips and teeth and tongues, first over the fabric covering my nipples, and then they each tugged down one of the cups. One nibbled at my collarbone while the other plundered my mouth. Fingers rolled a nipple even as another set of equally skilled digits traced patterns on my stomach.
I felt worshipped. Loved. Because it wasn’t just about the physical pleasure. It was a confirmation of the vows we’d made. Promises as sincere and serious as any spoken in a church.
We were this, and this was us. Four hearts. Four souls. Joined forever.
The thought sent me screaming into my first orgasm.
Then Mason and Levi changed places and it was Mason’s tongue licking me from top to bottom, his lips wrapping around my clit. Levi’s hand covered my breast, squeezing as he kissed his way up my neck. His palm chafed the tight point my nipple had become, but his tongue was soft and wet at the pulse point of my throat. I moaned, feeling the pressure building inside me again.
“Damn, sweetheart,” Mason said, raising his head. “Levi got you nice and wet. Let’s get you prepped for what comes next.”
He shoved two fingers inside me and I cried out, my back arching as I came again. The men didn’t give me a break, pushing me from one orgasm into the next as they continued to work their magic.
Mason’s fingers twisted as he drove them in and out, his knuckles rubbing against my G-spot and sending new ripples of pleasure through me. Tucker and Levi kept their hands and mouths moving, peppering my skin with kisses and caresses. Then Mason’s fingers were sliding out of my pussy and dropping down to my ass. I gasped as he slowly pushed a single finger inside, the digit slick with my arousal. The slight burn added a new sensation to mingle with the others, amping my climax right back up again.
By the time the guys were ready, I should’ve been limp and exhausted, but I still buzzed with electricity, eager to move on to the next thing. The guys had worked out between them how they wanted things to go, so I let them help me into the best position for what we wanted.
Tucker stretched out on the bed and held out a hand to me. I straddled his waist and then lowered myself onto his cock, each delicious inch filling me until there was nowhere else to go. I rested my hands on his chest, taking a moment to breathe and adjust. As I did that, Mason climbed onto the bed and stood in front of me, leaning back against the headboard but staying within reach. I watched him move his hand over his thick shaft and I licked my lips, making him groan.
I felt the bed dip behind me and looked over my shoulder to see Levi kneeling there. My eyes automatically dropped to his cock, a thrill going through me at the realization that this was really happening.
“Just let us lead,” Levi said, his voice surprisingly gentle.
I nodded, willing my body to relax as Tucker put his hands on my hips and began to guide me in a slow rolling motion. I leaned forward slightly and parted my lips. Mason waited no time taking me up on my invitation. I flicked my tongue against the tip and then took a bit of him into my mouth. He put his hand on my head, leading me to take a little more.
The three of us found a rhythm that felt good to all of us, but we didn’t stay in it long. Before I could start building back toward another orgasm, Mason pulled away and Levi put his hand on my back. Closing my eyes, I leaned down, resting on Tucker’s chest. Levi used a finger at first, working lube past the tight muscle, and then I felt the pressure of something much bigger.
“Just relax, darlin’.” Tucker’s voice was soft in my ear. “He’ll go slow, and we’ll make you feel so good.”
I nodded, focusing on my breathing as Levi eased his cock into my ass. I didn’t know how long it took, only that for the entire time I had soothing hands on my back, my shoulder, in my hair. Words of encouragement as they told me how amazing I was, how wonderful I made them feel.
I shook as Levi finally bottomed out, my body stretched impossibly tight. I’d never felt so full, like the slightest movement would rip me in half.
“Here, Evie-girl.” Mason came forward again. “Focus on this and it’ll help.”
I nodded, taking his cock back into my mouth. I licked and sucked on the velvety smooth shaft, letting my mind concentrate on the taste and weight of him until I was ready for everyone to move again.
At that point, I let him slide from between my lips long enough to tell the guys what I needed. And they gave it to me. Mason and Tucker went back to the rhythm we’d found before, and this time, Levi moved with us. The push and pull, emptying and filling, was like nothing I’d ever felt before in my life.
“You okay, darlin’?” Tucker asked, sliding his hand down to cup one of my breasts. “It’s not too much?”
“I’m good,” I managed to say. It was all I could do to keep my eyes open, to keep breathing.
“You’re better than good, sweetheart,” Mason said, his fingers tightening in my curls. “You’re fucking fantastic.”
“Look at how good you take us,” Levi said. “Like you were made for this.”
I nodded my agreement, because there wasn’t anything else I could do. I was right at the edge again, and the guys’ praise just added to it. In the space between one heartbeat and the next, Levi drove into me and Tucker pushed up, the angle exactly what I needed to tip over. I cried out around the shaft in my mouth and my muscles clamped down on Levi’s and Tucker’s cocks. Mason let out a string of curses, holding my head in place as he came, pouring over my tongue and down my throat. Tucker shouted my name, his hips jerking as he emptied inside me. Levi was the last of us to go, and I felt his cock pulsing in my ass as he gave a guttural groan.
Still trembling from the aftershocks, we collapsed into a pile of tangled limbs, too sated to do anything but bask. As I settled between my men, fatigue made my eyelids heavy and I didn’t try to fight it. I would need to get cleaned up at some point, but I didn’t feel the need for it to happen right away. Not when I was finally safe. Not when I was finally home.
After years of not being sure where I belonged, I’d found it at least. No matter where we slept or lived, as long as they were with me, I was home.