Bonus Epilogue #3
I hear the clicking of his belt being undone and the telltale sound of his clothing dropping to the floor, then his hands return. Atlas and Ben settle on the bed on either side of me, content to just watch the show.
“Remember, Kitten. No coming until I say so.” His words are followed by a swift slap to my right ass cheek, making me squeak in surprise. But the feeling quickly turns to pleasure. He does it again as his other hand starts circling my clit.
I open my mouth to beg him to fuck me, craving all of him, but I bite my tongue, remembering I’m not supposed to talk. Because the punishment is most likely a delayed orgasm, and I did NOT want that right now. I was needy and desperate for my release.
After a few minutes of torture, the head of his cock nudges my pussy, making me whimper in hope. “You want me, baby? Your sweet little pussy craving my hard cock?” I nod my head as much as I can in this position and, thankfully, he wastes no time thrusting into me, making me cry out.
He places his hand on my back, the other moves around and he starts rubbing my clit.
After a couple of slow thrusts, he seems to lose control, and starts thrusting into me like a beast, just the way I love it.
I hear him grunting and growling behind me and open my eyes.
I see Ben’s grinning face as he watches me, and that sight almost makes me come, so I shut my eyes, knowing I need to wait for Dom’s permission.
“Good girl, Mina. You ready to come for me? I want to feel your little pussy squeezing my cock. Fuck, yes, come for me now, my good girl.” The second the words leave his mouth, I’m screaming my release, Dom following me a mere second later.
My entire body shakes as lightning shoots through my veins.
He leans down over my back, kissing my spine as he breathes heavily.
“Fuck, baby, you were perfect.” He slowly pulls out of me, and I feel his release drip down my inner thighs. It turns me on to know I can still cause that sort of reaction from him.
“Ben, you’re up. Gentlemen’s choice,” Dom says. I watch Ben smirk as he gets up and disappears from my view. I hear him get undressed as Dom does the opposite, coming to sit where Ben was, watching me with a smirk on his lips.
Ben gently sinks his teeth into my ass, making me squeal in surprise.
“Couldn’t help it, Princess. This ass just looks so juicy.
” His feet push mine apart, so my stance widens as his hands squeeze my ass.
“Mmm, I like you like this. All tied up for me to do with you what I wish.” His hands skin down my sides around my front, pushing them between me and the bed, until he finds my breasts.
He starts to roll my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
I think he knows that it’s the fastest way to get me going.
Luckily, he doesn’t wait long before pushing into me.
His hands stay where they are and the feeling of his chest against my back, holding me down, adds to my excitement.
Nobody tells me I have to wait, so as soon as I feel my orgasm bubble up, I let it explode out of me, and if the grunting from Ben is anything to go by, my release triggers his own, making us come together.
He keeps thrusting into me until both of us are finally done and only then does he lift off of me. I pant heavily, closing my eyes and relaxing into the bed. I think I must actually pass out for a few minutes, because when I open my eyes, I’m being cradled by Atlas in bed.
“What happened?” I ask, turning my head to see Ben and Dom lounging in the bed around us.
“I think you fell asleep.”
“Oh, sorry.”
Atlas chuckles, bending down to kiss the tip of my nose. “No apologies needed. You want to take a nap now?”
I eye his naked chest, wondering when he took his shirt off, and wondering what other parts of him are naked under the blanket. My hand moves down his body until I find his very naked, very hard cock.
“A nap isn’t what I had in mind right now,” I tell him, licking my lips as I squeeze him firmly.
“What did you have in mind then?” he asks, his own hand moving to squeeze my breast.
“This,” I say, giving him a firm stroke.
“How do you want me?” My mouth parts, but nothing comes out. My mind spins with a hundred different possibilities and, lucky, Dom takes control for me.
“Mina, lie on your back. Atlas, you’re on top.”
Neither of us hesitates to get into position, and once Atlas is kneeling between my legs, he lifts one and places it on his shoulder, opening me up more to him. He rubs his thumb over my clit, then starts thrusting his hard cock through my folds, lubing himself on me.
“Atlas,” I moan, and he leans forward to kiss me. It puts pressure on my leg, but I don’t mind. Feeling so open for him is intoxicating.
His mouth takes mine, and he uses his hands to hold himself up from crushing me completely. His tongue starts thrusting in time with his hips, and after a minute, he pulls back just enough to see my face. “I love you, Malishka.”
“I love you, too.” Then he thrusts into me, his mouth sealing back against mine.
I love the way he moves his tongue in the same rhythm as his hips.
After a while he moves my leg from his shoulder to around his back, easing some of the pressure, but also allowing Ben and Dom to snake their hands between us, pinching my nipples as Atlas pounds into me.
The combination of his thrusts, his tongue and Dom and Ben’s fingers, is enough to send me hurtling over the cliff as the biggest orgasm yet rolls through me, making my body tremble as pleasure fills me.
He doesn’t stop his thrusting and is able to pull a second orgasm out of me before he finds his own release.
“Atlas!” I cry, the feeling of being filled by him, making my orgasm continue to roll through me.
When he’s finally done wringing pleasure from my body, he drops to my side and pulls me back against him, and I feel Dom press up against my back, his hand moving to my stomach.
“You did good, Kitten, really good.”
“Mmm, I love you guys.”
“Love you, too.”
Feeling a little sentimental, I lift my left hand and stare at my wedding band.
We had a private ceremony where I exchanged vows with all seven of them, but it was decided to put Dom’s name on the marriage certificate.
I was fine without one, but they wanted me be tied to at least one of them legally.
I didn’t mind, I just made sure to let the other six know that I still saw them as my real husbands, too.
I’ve been through so much in my life that sometimes it’s hard to believe I have these seven amazing men in my life.
Before meeting them, I had no idea what love was supposed to feel like or look like.
I thought Helen had loved me in her own twisted way, but she hadn’t.
Simon and Paul claimed they loved me, but now I know how warped their idea of love was.
Love is supposed to be freely given and received. It’s allowing someone to be the best version of themselves and praising them and supporting them for it. It’s about taking them as they are, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
What I share with Dom, Atlas, Ben, Tucker, Gideon, Jasper and Max is love in its purest form. We support one another, take care of each other, and never let a day go by without expressing our feelings.
Love like ours isn’t bound by rules or expectations.
It’s found in the quiet moments, in the laughter we share, in the way we hold each other up when the world tries to tear us down.
It’s in the stolen kisses, the whispered promises, and the unwavering certainty that no matter what comes next, we’ll face it together.
Because this? This is forever.