Epilogue

Kai is on the dance floor with Ani, Ami, and Peter, formerly Pokey. Rhea and Rick are in each other’s embrace beside Kai, and I can’t help but feel like something is going on by the weighted glances the three of them keep exchanging.

Maree finally leaves Dr. K’s side and heads onto the dance floor. Kai scoops her up and they begin a dance of their own. Storm steps away from Doc and joins them.

I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face seeing them all happy and carefree. Boris disappeared a few minutes ago, and as the night begins to come to an end, I approach my friend.

“Laney,” I say, stealing her from Arrow on the dance floor. Havoc quickly takes her place, planting a kiss on Arrow’s lips and making us roll our eyes.

“He can be so possessive,” Laney jokes, wrapping her arms around my neck as we begin to dance together.

“I heard that,” Havoc says.

“Punish me later then.” She winks at him while I try to ignore their conversation.

“Today was perfect,” I say when her attention turns back to me. She lights up with a smile, hugging me even closer.

“I’m glad I could make it exactly what you wanted.”

Out of all of us, I am the only one who really chose a big wedding. Evie was forced into hers, and Laney and her partners opted for their own sort of promise to each other.

This is the first time all of us are celebrating something like this without a cloud looming over us. Unless you count Akio and Adrian, who snuck off to do their own thing and totally didn’t include us in the process at all.

They came back with rings on their fingers and pictures for us all to see of them and the girls on an extravagant cruise vacation through the Mediterranean.

Evie joins in on our dance shortly after, and the three of us silently celebrate so many battles won. When Cillian pulls me away from my friends, I press my face against his chest as we sway back and forth.

After a minute, he tilts my head up to look at him.

“The Old Man has a surprise for you.”

Giving a gentle kiss to my nose, he encourages me towards the stairs. Admittedly, I’m relieved to get out of these heels and this dress. By the time I step into the penthouse suite, exhaustion overtakes me.

As if Boris knew, he steps out of the bathroom fully naked and helps me remove everything. When just my ring, necklace, and earrings are left, he scoops me into his arms.

I let myself sink into him while he carries me to the bathtub, candles casting reflective rainbows off the bubbles piled high. Carefully, he dips us into the water until my back is resting against his front.

A contented sigh leaves my lips as he presses a kiss to the top of my head. “I love you, my wife.”

Gently turning in his embrace, I press a kiss to his neck. “And I love you, husband.”

The scent of roses surrounds us as we fall into peaceful silence. Vows were exchanged today, promises made to last a lifetime. Right now I don’t need words, I just need Boris. My strength and my foundation.

His hands stroke my sides under the water before coming to my center. Parting my legs for him, I rest my head against his shoulder.

“Do you remember when you begged me to give you an orgasm while you were still healing from being tortured?”

I nod, knowing where he’s going with this. He kisses my neck, then nibbles on my ear while his fingers rub small circles around my clit. “I made a promise to give you everything you need then.”

Two fingers tease my entrance, making me squirm for more.

“Yes,” I breathe, remembering that moment very clearly, even as the haze of lust tries to turn my brain to mush.

“I want to try something new with you tonight. Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” There isn’t even a seconds pause. I trust him with everything that I am.

“Good girl,” he whispers in my ear, finally giving me his two fingers and forcing me to come in a matter of seconds. Which was not what I was expecting.

I can feel how hard he is behind me, so I sit up and reach for him, but he moves my hand away.

“Not yet, Lisichka .”

My forehead wrinkles in confusion as he gets out of the water and wraps a towel around himself before bringing me one. Carefully, he wraps it around my body, scooping me into his arms and depositing me on the bed with my legs hanging off the edge.

Reaching into the nightstand drawer, he pulls out a pink U shaped toy and lube.

“What do you have planned there, Vtoraya Polovinka ?”

His eyes close briefly, before he sets the toy and lube down beside me.

“Have I ever told you what it does to me when you speak Russian?”

I bite my lip and shake my head. I know he loves when I use little phrases from his language, but he has never told me how much.

Leaning over me, he rubs the head of his very hard cock over my sensitive clit.

“It drives me wild,” he says, voice tight. “As if the part of me that seeks control snaps.”

“Then let’s lose control, Vtoraya Polovinka . Show me who you are.”

The head of his cock nudges me again, causing a moan to fall from my lips, one he swallows up greedily as if he has been starved for me for years.

Boris keeps up a steady rhythm until I am forced to tilt my hips so that he slides into me. He’s so thick that he has to slow down for a minute to allow me time to adjust.

Somehow, he does, even if I can feel his control waning with each second. When I start to move against him, he picks up his pace. Then, without warning, he pulls out and stands, towering above me.

“What the feck?” I gasp, the sound mixed with pleasure and annoyance.

“Cillian invested in so many toys, I think that we should not allow them to go to waste,” he says, picking up the pink toy while spreading some lube over it.

When he presses it into me, a vibration clicks on as it clamps down on my g-spot and clit simultaneously.

“ Oh ,” I nearly shout in pleasure as the toy picks up in intensity. It’s then that I notice Boris holding a small remote as he coats his cock with lube.

“I want that tight ass of yours, Lisichka . But I want you to look into my eyes when I take it.”

If this is Boris losing control, then I am here for it.

“Do it,” I encourage, lifting my legs to give him better access. The toy slides in a little deeper with the movement, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.

I can feel him pressing on the tight ring, and it takes no effort for me to loosen up. When he thrusts in only an inch, I’m already on the brink of losing myself.

“Open your eyes,” he commands gently, rocking into me with ease as more and more of him fills me up.

My gaze locks on his, that icy blue stare reminding me of the stars as he consumes my soul.

“ Lisichka ,” he breathes, that vein in his neck popping out as he gets close.

That’s when I let go along with him. Time stands still as our bodies move together, until it feels as if we are floating between realms. I can almost see the fires of hell and hear the demons cheering us on as we give into our depravity.

Reality rushes back with a violent orgasm, one that rocks me to my core. Boris follows me, his body dropping over mine as we begin to come down together.

When he slowly pulls out, Cillian comes into view. His shirt is off, his pants hanging around his hips, and his cock out in his hand. He swiftly grabs the remote from the bed, turning off the vibrations that are beginning to feel painful.

“That was one of the hottest things I have ever seen,” he says.

I sigh with a laugh. Cillian steps in front of Boris and removes the toy from inside me. Everything feels swollen when his fingers brush over my center.

Then, he lands a slap to my clit, making me nearly jump off the bed.

“What the feck, Killer?” I shout, eyeing him.

That stupid grin comes out, the one I love to hate. He towers over me, then spits onto my sensitive pussy, rubbing it in a way that hurts as much as it feels good. I try to fight it as much as I try to sink into it.

Then, he smacks my clit again. The strike of pain gives way to pleasure before he lands another.

He keeps going until tears fall from my eyes, but I don’t ask him to stop. I don’t understand how it can feel so painful and so good all at once.

“Fuck her,” Boris commands before Cillian can do it again. I never imagined he would listen. So when he thrusts deep inside of me, rolling his hips so that spot inside of me, the one that was so sensitive before now, bursts with pleasure.

His hand wraps around my throat as he helps me sit up on my elbows before forcing me to watch where he disappears inside me.

“Look at how that pretty pussy swallows me up. She deserves a reward, doesn’t she?”

I nod my head as tears fall, overstimulation and ecstasy taking over me. When Cillian licks them off of my cheek, I come so hard I don’t even think earth’s orbit could pull me back.

I feel weightless, my limbs going numb for just a minute as I inhale a breath that fills me to my toes. I open my eyes to see my handsome husbands staring down at me.

“There she is,” Boris says, brushing a kiss over my lips.

“Beautiful,” Cillian adds, carrying me to the shower to deposit me on the bench inside.

When the water is warm, Cillian lifts me into his arms, my back plastering to his hard chest as he spreads my legs open.

“Hey, Old Man,” he taunts. “I think she needs someone to clean her up.”

And even though I am a little sore and definitely sated, the heat in Boris’ gaze has me instantly parting my legs further.

I never imagined my life with two men, but if having both of them means endless orgasms like this, I have to say I think I signed the greatest contract of all time.

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Two weeks later, we’re having family dinner in Norway. The house for all of the kids is finally open, giving everyone their own room and bathroom. The fully functional training gym, gun range, archery trail, and pool with a lazy river is next door.

All of the kids are doing exceptionally well in school and most are set to graduate early. Laney’s parents have been doing a wonderful job in raising them when we’re not here, and Dr. K has found a good replacement for her so that she can be back in Russia three weeks of every month.

Although, she keeps acting like something is off. I’ve tried to talk to her about it a few times, but she dismisses the idea and says she must be tired.

I can’t help but want to be there for her. Even though she’s our therapist, she is part of this family. I hope she knows that.

Everyone sits down, and I note that Dr. K isn’t here this time, and neither is Doc.

“Where are Kandace and Cameron?” I ask.

The two of them have asked us to start calling them by their first names since we’ve become so close. It’s been a weird adjustment, but we’re figuring it out.

Boris and Alexi exchange a look when Alexi speaks up.

“Our entertainer at the club canceled tonight.”

Boris smiles, and it scares me that it looks like one of Cillian’s mischievous ones.

“What does that have to do with them?” I question.

Boris leans into my side, lowering his voice so that the kids don’t hear.

“Kandace volunteered to do a dominatrix devil skit on stage.”

“And Doc, I mean Cameron.”

Cillian leans into my other side. “She needed a partner.”

My mouth opens, then closes.

“They’re together?” I ask in shock.

Wow, I did not see that coming.

“Not yet,” Boris says, sitting back in his seat. “However, after tonight, I have an inkling that they will be.”

Well, I guess that’s a wrap….. Actually no… wait… we have someone who didn’t get their HEA… Dr. K needs a story right? Go check out Devil in Disguise, a short novella that will wrap up this world for you.