Epilogue

Epilogue

GRANT

“ G rant!” Reece calls out from the back porch. “The girls are getting antsy.”

“We’re coming!” I reply, sticking another candle into the cake.

Today is the twins’ fifth birthday. And I couldn’t be happier.

Charlie’s daughter, Madison, places the last candle into the pink icing. She loves to help whenever possible. As the oldest of all the children, she takes her job very seriously.

Charlie whisks her off the chair she’s standing on and back outside. She giggles as he tickles her. When we found out Reece was pregnant with Kelly and Kate, Kimberly and Charlie built a cabin half a mile down the mountain to give us more room in the house.

They are now pregnant with their third child.They visit every day, and we always dine at least once a week together.

Connor picks up the cake. “Get the door.”

I rush to get ahead of him and push the door open for him. He passes through, carefully balancing the cake. Walking out onto the porch, I stop beside Reece’s chair and kiss her cheek. She smiles up at me. Our youngest coos in her arms. Little Michael was born four months ago. Kelly and Kate are playing in the yard with Charlie’s son, Henry.

“Cake time!” I announce.

“Finally,” Kimberly huffs.

She leans up in her seat at the table the best she can with her protruding belly. Her gaze is fixated on the cake Connor set near her.

Mind linking Reece, I say, I thought when you said girls, you meant our twins, not Kimberly.

Reece’s giggles play in my head as she walks over. I meant all three of them.

Connor snorts having heard us. The children clamor onto the porch. Charlie and Madison corral them so they don’t dive headfirst into the cake as they rush over to the table.

It’s strange to think there was once a time when our house was childless and quiet. That changed when Kimberly came along, and then Reece. Our herd went from just Charlie, Connor, and I to lively and filled with love. It was a lonely experience waiting for Reece to come into our lives, but I’d willingly wait an eternity knowing what I do now.

Connor lights the five candles on the pink and purple cake decorated in butterflies. Our voices ring out across the mountain as we sing happy birthday. Kelly and Kate’s blue eyes sparkle with excitement.

This was definitely worth the wait.

I take Michael from Reece so she can help Connor distribute the dessert; I smile down at his sleeping form. It’s amazing how deeply he rests. Kelly and Kate wake up to a pin dropping. The wisps of blond hair atop his head remind me of his mother. While the girls resemble Connor and I with dark hair, Michael was blessed with his mother’s striking looks. He’s definitely going to be popular with the ladies one day.

I’m dreading the day I have to fight men off our daughters. Fingers crossed they don’t start dating at the same time. Connor will be difficult to keep at bay when one of them brings a date home; two may make his head explode.

I heard that, Connor grumbles, reading my mind.

I chuckle. It’s way too easy to get to him sometimes. When we finish eating, the girls take their new dolls and accessories up to the treehouse with Madison. Since they’re shifters themselves, we’re not really worried about them falling off the ladder or hurting themselves. They have great reflexes. Henry grumbles, but follows them, not wanting to be left out.

“I’m going to lay Micheal down in his crib,” I say as the others begin to clean.

“No.” Kimberly yawns. “I will.” She slowly gets up from her seat and waddles over. “I need a nap too. I’m borrowing your bed.”

“I’ll wake you when it’s time to go,” Charlie tells Kimberly.

She nods, then takes my son and heads inside. Reece picks up the leftover cake.

“Want to help me put this away?” she asks.

I raise my eyebrows at the images she pushes into my mind. Her bent over the counter, me thrusting into her from behind.

I point a finger at Charlie. “Watch the kids!”

Connor’s laughter follows me as I chase Reece into the house.

“You have five minutes before I join you,” he calls out.

“Don’t wake Kimberly,” Charlie says. “She’ll be grumpy on the walk home if she doesn’t get any sleep.”

I give him a thumbs-up before I shut the back door. As much as Connor and I share Reece, there are moments when we get our own time with her as well. With three kids, we have to squeeze in those moments when we can. Reece sets the cake in its storage box on the island counter.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kiss her temple. “I love you.”

She turns and hooks her arms over my shoulders, affection shining brightly in her eyes. “I love you too.”

Reaching behind her, I use two fingers to scoop off some of the icing on the cake.

“What are you…” Her eyes widen as I bring my fingers forward. “Hey, you’re messing it up!”

While her mouth is open, I wipe the icing on her lips. Her laughter turns into a moan as I kiss her. The sweetness of her and the frosting coats my tongue. I will never get tired of having her. She’s my favorite thing in the world. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love her.

Reece’s hands glide down to the collar of my button-down shirt. She yanks it apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. Pushing my shirt off, she grabs my wrist. Her hooded eyes peer up at me as she slowly slips my fingers into her mouth and sucks them clean.

I groan, imagining my cock there instead. Reece’s lips curve into a seductive smirk; she nudges me back a step and gets on her knees. I run my cake-free hand through her hair as she works on my jeans. She moves my boxers down enough to free my hardened length from its confines.

“Cake,” she says.

Grinning, I pull more icing off the cake and wipe it on my cock. Reece grips my dick in one hand, then licks me from base to tip, cleaning off the majority of the dessert. Sucking me into her mouth, she swallows around the head. The motion of her throat has my knees weakening. I hold on to the counter and her hair to keep me balanced.

Reece bobs her head up and down my shaft. Her moans tell me she’s enjoying this as much as I am.

“God, I love your mouth, woman,” I grunt.

I’m barely conscious of the backdoor opening and closing. I don’t even look up as Connor walks in. A stampede of buffalo could come in and I wouldn’t stop her from what she’s doing.

“My two favorite treats: cake and Reece,” he drawls.

Reece gives me one last full suck before letting me go.

I groan in protest when she stands up. “You couldn’t wait five more minutes, could you?”

“Hell no,” Connor whirls Reece around and yanks her to him for a tongue-tying kiss. When he pulls back, he adds, “Damn, that’s sweet.”

She giggles. Picking her up, Connor walks over to the counter and sits her beside the cake. He removes her shirt and bra while I finish removing the remainder of my clothes. Swiping more than just the decorative top, Connor coats bits of cake and icing on Reece’s chest. He leans down and sucks her tit into his mouth. Reece’s moan is the best sound in the world. I watch as Connor massages the other tit with his messy hand and then cleans the cake from that one too.

I lick my lips as I round the counter. Touching Reece’s shoulders, I guide her back. Connor’s kisses trail down her body as she lies down. Peering up at me, she reaches her hand up to my neck, tugging me forward. I steal more of the frosting and rub it onto Reece’s lips. I capture her mouth with mine, both of us savoring the flavors of the one we love and dessert. Her body shifts. I open my eyes, but don’t unlock our lips, and see Connor removing her pants.

I glide my hand over Reece’s torso. As I pull back, Connor licks it clean. Her whimpers of need fill my mouth and vibrate my tongue as it crashes against hers. The sound of her panties ripping echoes around the room.

My hand touches Connor’s as we both reach for more cake. I move over to her breasts and squeeze the mess onto them. Connor uses his palms to glide the treat over her freshly-shaved pussy. We both lean forward to her with our mouth and tongues, me at her tits and him between her legs.

Overstimulated, Reece’s moans grow louder. I place a hand over her mouth, muffling the sound, even though I really don’t want to. I love the noises she makes, but if we alert Kimberly or wake Michael up, this will be over way too soon.

I can feel the moment Reece’s orgasm ripples through her. She grips my wrist over her mouth, her jaw slack it in a silent cry as her whole body shakes with pleasure.

She’s so fucking beautiful.

By the time she comes back to her senses, Connor has her rolled onto her stomach for his turn. He lines himself up with her entrance from behind and shoves into her. I move closer, easing my cock into her willing mouth.

Connor grabs more of the cake and wipes it on her spine. Thrusting forward, he leans down to lick it off. Reece sucks my cock in rhythm with Connor’s thrusts. As she gets closer to her orgasm, her lips tighten around my dick. She cries out around my length as she topples over the cliff, bringing me to my own orgasm. Connor pounds into her harder, joining us in our euphoria.

Finding our mate was something I never thought would happen for Connor and I, but damn, was it worth it. For Reece and for what we have right now, I’d have waited for a lifetime.