Epilogue

Violet

Istretch out, expecting to feel the comforting warmth of my two men sleeping next to me like I do every morning, but I feel an empty spot in the bed. When I open my eyes, Max is sat up next to me, squeezing the stress ball he uses to help with his hand tremors. His chest is bare and his hair mussed from sleep. I look around the dimly lit bedroom for Maddox, but don't see him.

"He's in the shower," Max says as I sit up and lean in to give him a good morning kiss on the cheek that he accepts with a warm smile.

Stifling a wide yawn, I ask, "What time is it?"

"You don't want to know."

I peek at the alarm clock and groan when I see it's not even five am yet.

"Told you," Max laughs.

I roll over and bury my face in my pillow. "Since when does Maddox get up before midday?"

"He spends most of the night buried inside you, so it's no wonder he can't get up, but today is special."

My heart warms as I remember it's Christmas Day and I feel that sparkle of Christmas excitement I've not felt in years.

"True," I murmur to myself. "At least he leaves me asleep, most of the time."

"Such a gentleman," Max snorts.

"Is the pain keeping you up?"

Since I moved into the cabin with them, Maddox and I have been taking Max to physiotherapy. Whilst it may not have magically cured him, he is finding ways to manage the pain and his anger.

"Yes and no." There's a small smile on his lips. I wait for him to expand on the no and he smirks knowingly at me. "It's amazing watching how well you take him, even when you're sleeping. He was railing you like it was his last day on earth."

My body comes to life and even though I'm sure it had a major workout while I was asleep, I want more of the same right now.

"You're welcome to do the same. You both know you can have me whenever you like." I stretch out again, arching my back and lifting my ass into the air. The blanket slips off me and I can feel the heat of Max's stare on my behind.

"Oh yeah? Whenever?" He pulls the sheet off himself so his hard cock is on full display for me. My mouth and pussy are both instantly wet at the sight of it. Eagerly, I pull myself up and straddle his lap.

"Whenever. Wherever. I'm yours."

"You're going to regret giving both of us free use of your body, sweetheart."

His hand flexes around the stress ball and I gently take it from his grasp so I can slowly drag his hand up the front of my body, leading him to my throat. "You know you can do your physio on me if you like."

His fingers twitch as they press into my neck, making me groan. Slowly, I sink down onto his cock, loving the feel of him stretching me, making me feel so full.

I'm already soaked from when Maddox must have used me before he got up this morning and it makes it easy to take Max deep inside me.

I place my palms on his chest, one of them over the tattoo above his heart. Max and I both got tattoos to match Maddox's one for me. It's one thing we all get to share.

Max flexes his grip on my throat, in rhythm to the slow rolling motion of my hips on his lap.

The door opens and Maddox steps in with a towel around his waist. His body is glistening with water droplets from his shower and I want to lick each one of them off him. It would be rude not to, it is Christmas after all.

I bite my lip and pick up my pace on his brother's cock as I stare at his toned figure.

"I thought I said no sex until after gifts!" he scolds us both and I quickly start touching myself before he does something mean like pull me off his brother's cock before I can come.

"Mad, our little sister is the gift that keeps on giving," Max says smoothly as he leisurely leans back against the headboard and lets me use him as he remains still.

"Yeah, Maddox, come use your gift as well." I reach my hand out for him and he moves towards us.

"You can't tempt me like that! I won't fall for it. Not on Christmas morning." Maddox shakes his head, but he doesn't stop getting closer.

"Please!" I bat my lashes at him. Once he's close enough, I reach for his towel, pulling it off so his hard cock bobs free.

My eyes shimmer with need at the sight of it.

He rests one knee on the bed and whimpers when my hand wraps around the base. I'll never get tired of hearing that sound.

When I lean forward and wrap my lips around him, he grabs my hair and moans, "merry fucking Christmas."

"Want us to fill you up from both ends, sweetheart? Stuff you full of come for Christmas?"

I moan around Maddox's cock and Max starts bouncing me up and down on his lap. I hope every Christmas morning starts out like this.

Next year may be different, so we should really make the most of it now. They're going to lose their minds when I tell them what their gift is this year.

I get lost in the thoughts of what they'll do to me once I tell them and my pussy squeezes around Max's cock.

"Fuck, Violet," Max groans then he stills inside me as he comes. I'm not quite there and he knows that.

Deliciously rough fingers, calloused from years of baseball, start playing with my clit. Max keeps his cock inside me, knowing that the feeling of being so full of him and his come, turns me on.

As I milk him, it slowly leaks out of me and the delicate sensation of it running down my thighs sets my body on fire, making me come fast and hard.

With each desperate moan, I end up sucking Maddox deeper into my throat.

When my body stills, Maddox grabs my head and fucks my face hard. I keep my jaw slack and my throat relaxed so he can use me like the fuck toy he loves me to be. That I love to be.

Knowing that I'm the only one to ever turn these two men on is an intoxicatingly, powerful feeling.

Maddox comes with a whimper and spills into my throat. I drink it all, not wasting a drop of what he chooses to give me and only me.

After we clean up and throw some clothes on, the three of us head to the main room of the cabin.

The fire's already burning, I assume Maddox started it when he got up this morning. That and the warm lights on the Christmas tree give the room a soft, cozy glow.

Reginald gave Max ownership of the place when he asked for it, saying it was a good place for him to heal and decide what he wants to do now that he can't play baseball anymore.

There are a lot of charities and schools interested in working with Max, having him help coach kids. He's considering it, but still unsure if he even wants baseball in his life at all anymore.

Whatever choice he makes, both Maddox and I will support him.

Maddox has found a place to start up his own auto shop in the city and his dad is helping fund it. Turns out he didn't want his son to go to college for the sake of making the family look good, he just wanted Maddox to have a clear goal for his future.

So when Maddox asked him for help with the paperwork and the legal side of running a business, Reginald was more than happy to help.

Thankfully, the cabin isn't too far from my college so I can finish the rest of my final year whilst still getting to live with them.

I sit down on the couch next to Max and Maddox bounces over to the tree. "Why's he so excited?" I whisper to Max and he winks at me in response.

I don't remember him being this excited about the season when we lived with our parents, but it does feel different now that we're all together just the three of us. Like this is how it was always meant to be.

"There better be a set of car keys under here," Maddox calls out from where he's half buried under the tree. "You still owe me for wrecking my baby."

Max snorts out a laugh. "You loved having to work on your baby, you should be thanking me."

Maddox doesn't say anything back to his brother, but I hear him mutter something under his breath about Max being the asshole twin.

"Have you heard from your mom yet?" Max asks bringing my attention towards him.

"Yeah, she sent me a text last night."

She's off on a cruise this winter with her latest guy. Turns out she was cheating. Apparently, it started on their wedding day and Reginald found out a lot sooner than we realized.

Once the accident happened, he quietly filed for divorce and now they're separated. He says I'm still welcome to visit him and that I'll always be part of the family. I'm not sure if he'll still be sure of that when he finds out I'm dating both of his sons though.

I pull out my phone and show Max the photo Mom sent me of the wish you were here postcard still on the rack in the shop. He snorts at it then shows me the equally impersonal text he got from his dad yesterday. Just as he's about to put it away a notification pops up and I grab his wrist when I see James' name.

"You're still obsessing over him?" I ask quietly so Maddox doesn't hear. The last thing I want is to ruin his good mood with talk of James Mikael.

"I'm not obsessing, I'm just anonymously helping his other victims get some kind of justice."

A cold shiver runs over my skin at the word victims. I can't believe I didn't see what sort of person he is. Sarah tried to warn me about him, but I was too wrapped up in my own shit to see that she was asking for help.

She's become a close friend these past few months and I wish I had let her in sooner.

Not long into our first year at college she hooked up with James at a party and they started dating, but he made her do things she didn't want to do with him. She broke it off after one of her friends caught him telling his friends that he was also getting with me as well as Sarah.

After some digging we found out that he'd raped more than a few girls on campus and one girl back in high school, probably more.

It was only his weird obsession with me that had him playing the long game. I still don't remember it very well, but I'm sure my phone call with Maddox and Max was the reason he didn't rape me the first night I was alone with him at that house party.

We turned everything we found into the police, but it wasn't enough.

I thought him never being able to get an erection again, after what Maddox did to him, would have to be it for his penance. Especially since I refused to let them kill him and risk them getting arrested. But Max never let it go.

I look over at Maddox who's still oblivious to our conversation and I'm grateful for that. He put his life on hold so he could help his brother and he deserves to enjoy today without any more stress. "Does he know what you've been doing?"

"Of course. You think he'd let me sort the fucker out without him? He doesn't need to think about it today though, neither do you." He tosses his phone away from us on the couch and holds me close to him. "Trust me, he'll be behind bars with his dad soon enough."

I feel him tense next to me and I put my hand on his knee to soothe him.

After I ran, I missed the whole ordeal they had to go through to get some justice for Max. The only reason I didn't get dragged in for questioning was Reginald's influence over the judge. It really does pay to have friends in high places.

Max was the town's sweetheart, the beloved star, meaning everyone took his side over the man that turned out to have a drinking problem and shouldn't have been behind the wheel in the first place.

Maddox comes over, holding a gift wrapped up in shiny silver paper. It kinda looks book shaped from here, my favorite type of gift. "This one's from both of us."

"Why do you look so nervous? Is it a smutty book? I'm not sure what can be so bad that it would have you sweating like that." I grin as I take the gift from him and start to unwrap it.

It's an exact copy of my edition of Romeo and Juliet, but this one looks brand new. "Thank you, both of you. That's really sweet. I do still love my old copy though, especially since I know you fixed it for me, Maddox. Even if you still refuse to admit it."

"Just open it," Maddox scowls.

When I try to open it, the pages feel like they're stuck together and only the front cover moves away.

Inside, a small square has been cut out of the pages and in that rests a red velvet box. I feel Max get up from next to me, but I can't tear my eyes away from the box to see where he's going.

I pull it out and try to form a complete sentence. "This is—it's a—you both—"

"Give it here." Maddox takes the box from me and I stare cluelessly up at him.

Then he drops to one knee and Max follows suit. If my eyes could get any wider they'd be rolling under the Christmas tree.

Dropping the book, I shoot to my feet and Max smiles up at me. Maddox, on the other hand, looks about ready to pass out.

He tries to hand the box over to Max. "You should probably do this part, you're better at the speech crap."

Max grabs Maddox's wrist and says, "We're both doing it." Then he looks up at me and my heart stops.

"Violet, we've always wanted you, but the moment I thought I lost you was the moment I knew I loved you. You're our forever and we want to show the world that. We've always wanted to be able to show you off. We thought we were whole, but when you came along you slotted right in between us and we're never losing that piece of us again. Legally, you can only marry one of us, but this is to show you that we're both yours. Always."

Max opens the box, showing off two engagement rings inside. I choke on a sob as they take one each.

Maddox stares helplessly up at me then Max jabs him in the side, making him hold his ring up.

He clears his throat before saying, "Vi, baby. When we lost you before, it felt like something was missing. We thought we'd never get what we had back. After all the stupid shit I've done to push you away and make you think I didn't love you, I still get to have you. For that, I'll always be so fucking grateful. So Vi—"

"Yes!" I scream before he can finish and I drop to my knees wrapping my arms around both of them. "Yes, a billion times yes. I love you both so damn much it hurts and Maddox there's nothing to forgive. I know why you did all those things. We're past all that now."

They each take it in turns to put the rings on my finger. One each.

Both are identical gold bands but engraved individually with their names on the outside. Every time I look down, I'll know I'm theirs and the whole world will know it too.

"We have the future to think about now." I take their hands and put them on my stomach.

"Sweetheart, are you—"

"I thought you didn't want to get pregnant?" Maddox blurts out.

"I didn't get my last shot," I say, nervously biting my lip.

"Vi, that was…" Max pauses as he figures out when my last appointment was supposed to be.

"Six weeks ago," I say, unable to hide the smile on my face.

"So you might be? Right now?" Maddox asks quickly.

"Maybe. I've not done a test and my period still hasn't come back since coming off it. But I think there's a good chance."

They both stand up at the same time and Max picks me up, hoisting me over his shoulder. "Put me down! I'm too heavy for you."

He snorts and slaps my ass. "You didn't say that when you were riding my face the other night."

"That's different! I don't want to hurt you."

"Violet, sweetheart, you could never hurt me."

"Where are we going?" I look up and Maddox is smiling at me, but there's a new hunger in his eyes. One that makes my stomach swoop.

"To get you a pregnancy test," he says and his husky tone makes my insides turn into lava.

"The stores are all closed. It's Christmas Day, remember." Max's voice rumbles through my body and if someone doesn't touch me soon I'm going to explode.

"Crap," Maddox says, coming to a halt, but Max keeps walking and takes me to the bedroom, where he tosses me onto the bed.

"As soon as the stores open we're getting one. In the meantime…" Max trails off as his eyes drag down my body. I'm only wearing a simple outfit of a red plaid skirt and a green cardigan, over a novelty Christmas t-shirt, but I might as well be gift-wrapped in just a bow from the way he's looking at me.

I see Maddox come up behind him, already pulling his shirt off and I raise a brow at him.

"In the meantime," Maddox says, "we need to figure out which one of us you're going to marry."

"Don't make me choose!" I whine, throwing my head back. In an ideal world I'd have them both, but no matter who I choose it's going to hurt the other.

Max lies down next to me and brushes the hair from my face. "Don't worry, we won't, sweetheart."

"No, we're going to make a little game of it." Maddox crawls over me, caging me beneath his arms. "Whoever can give you the most orgasms for Christmas gets to marry you."

"No. You've already got a head start with that. Who knows how many you've given her, when you're in her pussy all night long!"

"Fine, starting from right now, until she takes the pregnancy test," Maddox says as he starts pulling my panties down.

"Do I get a say in this?" I look between them and try not to laugh at them scowling at each other.

"No," they say in unison then Maddox buries his head between my legs whilst Max gets to work removing the rest of my clothes.

I squeak as I try to get away, but their hands and their mouths are everywhere. I quickly turn into a wet mess, unable to move away from them.

Not that I really want to get away.

Held tight between both Max and Maddox is exactly where I want to be, from this day until forever.