Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Zeppelin

I grunted and tugged at the tie Eros had insisted I wear because the restaurant he’d picked out for the three of us to go to was that kind of fucking restaurant. I was already annoyed, and we’d barely pulled out of the fucking driveway.

We were asking Jaxon to be ours for the rest of his life tonight. The ring was in my pocket—a simple silver band with the date we met him inscribed on the inside of the ring, which was Eros’s idea since he was such a sappy fucker. A sappy fucker I loved, but a sappy fucker nonetheless.

I’d have been perfectly happy asking Jaxon in the middle of a fucking McDonalds or even at home while the three of us were cuddled up on the couch, but Eros was insistent on giving Jaxon something beautiful to remember, reminding me that he’d been the one to ask his wife to marry him so he’d never experienced something like this. With us, he didn’t have to do these things himself. We would do it for him. We were his place to rest—his safe space.

Still, did we have to go to some fucking fancy ass restaurant that forced me to wear a goddamn monkey suit?

“Will you stop fucking with your tie?” Eros asked, turning in his seat to grab my arm and pull it down to my lap. “You’re acting like this is the end of the fucking world.”

Jaxon snorted from the backseat. I glanced at him through the rearview mirror. He was the perfect picture of relaxation in a white button-down and a fitted pair of slacks. A black tie looped around his neck. Every time I looked at him, I wanted to wrap that tie around my fist and pull his mouth to mine in a kiss hot enough to melt hardened wax.

I focused back on the road. “I just don’t understand why we couldn’t eat somewhere more laid back,” I griped.

Eros sighed. “Because Jaxon deserves nice things, Zep.”

Jaxon grunted but said nothing. I huffed but dropped the subject, not wanting to annoy Eros too much. I knew this would all be worth it tonight when our ring was on Jaxon’s finger and I could fill him up with my cock, fucking him as our fiancé, but right then, my irritation was too high. I was uncomfortable and out of my element, and I wasn’t coping all that well with it.

Dr. Clancy would be giving me some serious side eye if she could see me right now.

Eros turned on the radio, turning on Sleep Token. Rain filled the car, and my shoulders dropped a bit, some of the tension leaving my muscles. I shot him a quick, thankful smile, and he just smiled back at me.

Eros was such a caretaker, and I loved it. He always knew what I needed without me ever having to say a word.

The rest of the ride to the restaurant was quiet. I passed the keys off to the valet in front of the fancy-ass restaurant before opening the back door, holding my hand out for Jaxon’s. He slid out of the SUV, his hand in mine, and gently squeezed my fingers in thanks. Eros pressed his hand to Jaxon’s back, and ignoring all the judgmental stares we were getting, he led us into the restaurant, giving his name to the hostess.

We were led to a small, circular, secluded table away from the other patrons. I pulled out Jaxon’s chair, pressing a kiss to his addictive mouth because I just couldn’t resist before he took his seat.

“Your server, Liliana, will be with you shortly,” the hostess told us, setting menus in front of us. The prices weren’t listed, which meant this was about to be pricey as fuck. Thankfully, we had extra money coming in from rent to cover this. Eros and I weren’t hurting for money by any means, but jeez, I still wasn’t the kind of person to spend an obscene amount of money for food that I could just cook at home if I really wanted for a lot cheaper.

“You’ve got that look on your face,” Jaxon said, sounding amused.

Looking up, I frowned at him. “What look?”

“The grumpy one.” He reached over and grabbed my hand. “If you really hate?—”

“No,” I blurted, not wanting him to give up on his fancy dinner just because I was a little uncomfortable. “You like having nice things like this every once in a while, and I like doing things that make you happy. I’m fine. I promise.” I squeezed his fingers. “Ignore me. Please.”

He hummed, amusement glimmering in his eyes. “You never say please.”

Eros snorted. “He does when he’s desperate to keep one of us happy.” I rolled my eyes at Eros, but he wasn’t wrong. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do to make them happy. Eros and Jaxon meant the fucking world to me. Even Spencer, Logan, and Ezra had grown on me. Hell, Logan and I were practically best friends now, which drove Jaxon up the wall more often than not. Logan and I were a fucking hoot when we got together.

We chatted through dinner, talking about our days. Jaxon informed us he was up for a promotion and a raise. He would only have to look over accounts now if he got the promotion instead of working all the numbers, which he said he was definitely ready for. Hell, I wanted it for him and not just because he was my man and I wanted him to have everything he wanted. I wanted it for him because his workload was getting heavier and heavier. For the past week, I’d come home to find him asleep on the couch because a headache was bothering him.

Liliana, our server, placed our desserts in front of us. “Can I get you anything else?”

“Nope,” I said, popping the P. “Thanks.”

She smiled and walked off. I glanced at Eros while Jaxon was busy scooping a slice of brownie up to dip into his ice cream. He nodded once at me. I blew out a quiet breath before reaching into my pocket, pulling the ring free. The ring box had been too noticeable in my fitted slacks, so I’d had to just walk around with the ring in my pocket without it being protected.

Oh, well. At least I hadn’t lost the damned thing.

I stood, and Jaxon looked up at me, swallowing his brownie-ice-cream combination. I dropped to one knee in front of him, and his eyes widened. I swallowed thickly, hating that my hand trembled as I held up the silver band. Eros stood as well and kneeled beside me, holding my free hand in his, giving me the support I needed.

I’d done this once before, but it didn’t make this time any less nerve-wracking. Because what if Jaxon wasn’t ready for this next step of our relationship?

“We love you,” I rasped. “You mean the fucking world to us, Jaxon, and you have since the moment you walked into Eros’s office with Ash in your arms. You’ve consumed us. All we can live and breathe is you.” I swallowed thickly. “So, will you do us the honor of becoming our husband? I know legally it’s not possible, but that doesn’t matter to us. We belong to you, Jax baby.”

He swallowed thickly and nodded. “Yes,” he rasped. “Yes, I’ll be your husband,” he promised, looking between the two of us with so much love, I felt like he was ripping me open to burrow himself into my chest cavity.

Eros stood to his feet and clasped Jaxon’s face in his hands, kissing him long and deep as I slid the silver band on Jaxon’s finger. As soon as it was on, he pulled his mouth from Eros’s, gripped my tie, and tugged me forward much in the same way I’d wanted to do to him all fucking evening.

“I love you,” he croaked, his voice thick with happiness. He looked at Eros. “I love both of you. So goddamn much that some days, it fucking hurts.”

“Same,” I rasped before wrapping my fist around his tie and tugging his mouth back to mine. “There’s no escaping us now, Jax baby.”

A husky chuckle slipped past his lips before Eros took over again, neither of us able to keep our hands or mouths off of him for long. “I never want to.” He pulled back, looking at both of us. “What I do want is to pay the bill and go home.”

I groaned before nipping at his bottom lip. “Say less, baby.” Grabbing his hand, I pulled him up from his chair. “You got the bill?” I asked Eros.

He smirked. “Yeah. And I’ll drive home. I expect to see his cock in your hand when I get in the car.”

“Fuck yes,” I groaned, tugging our fiancé toward the exit, heading straight for the car that Eros had already asked to have waiting on us. As soon as I had the door open, I pushed him into the backseat, following him in. Straddling his thighs, I laced my fingers in his hair, kissing him hard and deep. Blood welled on my tongue when our kiss split his lip, and I moaned, rocking my hips against his.

“We might get arrested for public indecency,” Jaxon rasped, but he didn’t seem to care since his fingertips were digging into my hips, urging me on.

“It’ll be fucking worth it,” I panted into his mouth before reaching for his belt buckle, undoing it and flicking the button on his slacks open. As soon as my fist wrapped around his thick, hard length, Eros opened the door, sliding into the driver’s seat. And as soon as we were out of the lot, I dropped to my knees on the floorboard between Jaxon’s spread thighs to suck his cock into the back of my throat.

He moaned, his fingers lacing in my hair. “ Fuck , Zep,” he moaned, his hips bucking off the seat. I gripped them, holding him still as I greedily sucked his cock to the back of my throat. “Zep, baby— fuuuuck ,” he growled. I popped off his dick before sucking his balls into my mouth, worshipping them. He made a choking sound, his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Like that?” I rasped. I jerked his ass to the edge of the seat so I could slide my fingers between his ass cheeks. He was already lubed up and prepped like the perfect fucking slut— our slut. He loved getting fucked by us.

“You’re so fucking greedy for it,” I growled before sucking his cock back into my mouth. He panted, lost for words as I fingered him open and sucked his hard length at the same time. I worked him over time and time again, always getting him right to the edge before drawing off. I didn’t want him to come until one of us was inside of him.

“Get him in the house,” Eros growled, pushing open the car door. Fuck, I hadn’t even realized we’d made it home.

I popped off Jaxon with a grin, and he whined, shaking his head at me. I tucked him back into his slacks before helping him out of the car. We barely managed to get the door shut before Eros and I were shoving him against it, working his clothes off of him. I ripped the fucking tie from around my neck and tied his wrists together before spinning him around to face the door, shoving his arms above his head.

Eros yanked his hips back before pressing his slicked-up cock between Jaxon’s cheeks. We all moaned as Eros sank inside of him. Moving behind Eros, I nipped at my husband’s ear, sucking the lobe into my mouth. Eros moaned, his forehead pressing to Jaxon’s back.

“Go on, baby. Fuck him.” I slid the fingers of my free hand between his cheeks, finding his already used hole from when he and Jaxon had gone at it in the shower before we’d left for dinner. “Let’s see how well you do once I’m inside of you.”

“ Fuck ,” he hissed, his hips smacking against Jaxon’s ass as he thrust forward again. Jaxon groaned, bending more for Eros. I tightened my fingers on his wrists before gripping my cock, pressing my tip against Eros’s tight opening. He bore down, easily opening up for me, and I slipped easily into his messy hole.

Christ .

Gripping Eros’s hip, I guided his hips as I fucked into him, making him fuck Jaxon with each deep stroke. Jaxon grunted, his cock leaking onto the hardwood floor. I smirked. “You sure you want this for the rest of your life?” I asked Jaxon. “Because we’ll fuck you. Every single day. Multiple times a goddamn day if we can. And when our dicks stop working properly, we’ll go on Viagra and fuck you some more, baby.”

“ Fuuuck ,” he rasped, turning his head to look at us. “Harder. More. Fucking please .”

“You beg so beautifully,” I growled, giving him what he wanted. Eros rested his head back on my shoulder, his hands running all over Jaxon’s body. When they wrapped around Jaxon’s cock, Jax shouted, spilling his release into Eros’s fist. Eros choked out Jaxon’s name before he spilled into Jax’s ass, turning our man into a wet, dripping mess.

Moaning at the sight of them together, I fucked into Eros three more times before spilling inside of him, adding my cum in beside Jaxon’s.

“It’ll be like this the rest of our lives,” I rasped, dropping my sweaty forehead to Eros’s shoulder.

Jaxon groaned. “Fucking yes,” he croaked. “But if I don’t sit down, my legs are going to fucking give out.”

I snickered and eased out of Eros before we held him up while I untied his wrists, pressing kisses to them and massaging blood back into his wrists. Eros led him over to the couch while I got a warm cloth to clean us all up. Once we were clean enough, I pulled both of my men into my arms, kissing them both long and slow.

Eros had wanted a third in our marriage, and I’d been ready to give him whatever he wanted to keep him happy. But I hadn’t expected to fall for Jaxon as hard as I fucking did.

This man was ours . And we would forever be his safe place to land, the two people in the world he didn’t have to be an alpha with. Eros and I would take care of him for the rest of our lives.

“I love you,” I whispered as Jaxon’s breath evened out.

Eros looked up at me. I smiled at him. “That goes for you, too, baby.”

He hummed, snuggling into Jaxon’s hairy chest. “Yeah, I know,” he whispered, his voice thick with sleep. “I love you more than life itself, Zep.”

Reaching out, I ran my hand over his blonde hair, my chest tight and my heart so damn full, it hurt. But it was the kind of hurt I wanted to experience for the rest of my life.

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